Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"Who else dares to come here and die?!" Half-Saint Xue Hong shouted sharply, with extremely powerful momentum.

Seeing Song Linlin being killed with a single blow, many male monks were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to step forward for a moment, because the performance of the Half-Saint Xuehong was so amazing that they felt terrified.

"Haha, you Shenting monks are all cowards!" Seeing no one come forward, the Half-Saint Xuehong laughed and said with deep disdain in his words.

"Don't be so arrogant, evildoers!"

The loud shout was like an earth-shattering sound, resounding for hundreds of millions of miles.

I saw a tall and heroic man, surrounded by bright holy light. He was holding a mighty golden halberd and slashed at him with great force. The halberd blade shot straight into the sky, like the sky was opened.

Dang~!

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the sky.

"Look, it's Young Master Xiang who's doing it!" When the monks from the Divine Court saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up and they said excitedly.

Feeling the pressure coming from his arm, Xuehong Semi-Saint raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Finally, there is a guy who can beat me."

Xiang Jiba's face was full of murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "This is not a place where you can go wild as you please!"

"Do you think you have won me?"

"roar!"

The next moment, the Blood Hong Semi-Saint revealed his sharp fangs, his eyes glowed with blood, his aura was raging like a storm, and the vicious weapons in his hands released extremely strong energy fluctuations.

Immediately, the blood-red sword light filled the sky, turning into a terrifying abyss giant, and swallowed Xiang Jiba in front of him.

"Hmm..." Xiang Jiba felt the surging pressure ahead and realized that this was an extremely powerful opponent. He did not dare to hide his weakness and immediately went all out to resist.

Boom boom boom~

The mighty energy flow surged.

A huge dharma image appeared behind Xiang Jiba. It was shaped like a five-color sacred mountain, showing its majesty and immense power. With the dharma image appearing, his strength also experienced a surge.

"Break it for me!"

Holding a big halberd, he swung it violently and chopped it down, roaring like a wild beast, which shook the sky.

The surging bloody sword light collapsed one after another and turned into nothing.

"Huh? This is actually a Saint-level Dharma..." Half-Saint Xuehong had a look of shock in his eyes, and he felt very surprised in his heart.

Being able to reach the semi-saint level and condense a complete saint-level dharma image is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, which is really rare!

Xiang Jiba exhaled a turbid aura, carrying the majestic Dharma on his back, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he had a fearless aura of a domineering king.

Just kidding, he is the first genius at the semi-saint level to be valued and accepted as a registered disciple by Panlong Martial Saint. Naturally, there is something unique about him!

"This is interesting, otherwise this battle would be too boring to win." Xuehong Half-Saint smiled playfully.

Even so, he was confident and felt that he could win this battle.

"Arrogant!"

Xiang Jiba was furious, shouted loudly, and struck hard with the halberd in his hand. The halberd blade spread all over the sky, like a mighty divine wind.

Whoa, the Blood Hong Half-Saint's wings suddenly flapped, and his body turned into a dark red stream of light and flew away quickly.

Boom!

The two sides fought again, and an earth-shattering fight broke out.

In just one stick of incense, there were dozens of rounds of fighting, and the fight was inextricable.

Where they were fighting, no living being dared to approach them, for fear of being drawn in and causing disaster to the fish in the pond.

While watching this battle, the supervisors communicated with each other behind the scenes.

"Jiuyou is so aggressive this time. He actually sent someone like Xuehong Half-Saint. Among the Semi-Saints, there are almost no opponents at the same level!"

"Haha, this time we are responsible for defending the Shenting team. There is a junior like Xiang Jiba in charge. He is the only one who is valued by Panlong Martial Saint as a semi-saint and has become a registered disciple. I am very optimistic about him. Performance!"

"Yes, Xue Hong Half Saint is not simple, but Xiang Jiba is not weak either. It is not certain who will win this battle!"

…

However, as the battle entered a fierce stage, Xiang Jiba began to feel tired.

"Batian Slash!"

Xiang Jiba seized a gap and raised the halberd to slash the halberd blade with great force, as if it was crushing everything.

Chi la~

Part of Xuehong Half-Saint's body was cut open, and at the same moment, his sword fell on the opponent.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiang Jiba's body-protecting energy was shattered, and there was a shocking blood mark on his shoulder, causing him to fall back in pain.

On the other hand, the Xuehong Half-Saint's injured area healed quickly, and his aura was still very strong, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the gloomy and heroic man, he sneered: "You see, right? This is the gap between you and me! How can you, a lowly human race, be able to compare with my noble bloodline, the immortal blood race?"

Hear the words.

Xiang Jiba's expression was ugly, and big beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

He realizes that the strength of both sides is indistinguishable, but as long as he trades injuries for injuries, he will definitely be at a disadvantage. After all, the opponent has the unique talent of the undead vampires, which is the terrifying self-healing ability!

Seeing this, the supervisor of the Nine Netherworld outside the territory was in a good mood. He looked at the powerful figures in Shenting and sneered: "You people are destined to lose. You can't save this fairyland!"

The expressions of the supervisors of Shenting darkened, and they did not say anything to refute, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Blood Red Semi-Saint had certain advantages, which was the key to victory.

In the fairy world.

The Half-Saint Xuehong moved his neck, making a clicking sound, and raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. His eyes had a terrifying and fierce light, "Continue!"

As he said that, he continued to slash violently with the sword in hand!

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Hey, I'm here to play with you!"

"Who?!"

For some reason, Xuehong Half Saint's heart trembled.

Just then, a white fist came at him, ordinary, without any gorgeous moves, just like a human fist. At this moment, Xuehong Half Saint's hair stood on end, and a breath of death surged in his heart.

"Not good!"

Xuehong Half Saint's scalp numbed, and he resisted with all his strength.

Bang~

The moment the sword in his hand touched the fist, it instantly turned into fragments and flew everywhere.

At this critical moment, Xuehong Half Saint's adrenaline soared rapidly, and his wings frantically flapped to dodge sideways.

Even so, his left shoulder was rubbed by the fist, and then shattered by a huge force.

Xuehong Semi-Saint dragged his body and rotated more than a dozen arcs in the air before he could barely stabilize his body. He looked at it with a look of horror, and his heart was trembling wildly.

What the hell is this? !

"Huh?"

Ye Junlin's handsome face showed a little surprise. Looking at the half-saint who had escaped death, he pondered: "You didn't die by my punch. It seems that you are really powerful..."

The corner of the half-saint's mouth twitched. For some reason, this sounded strange. Was it a compliment or a criticism?

At this time, he felt a huge fear of the silver-haired young man!

Just one punch made him feel the feeling of death. He had never experienced this in a battle at the semi-saint level!

Who is this person? !