Fantasy:I Can Enlighten Everything

Zhu Hao slaps Fang Xuan's belly, but the latter's body is hard, even makes his palm ache!

"You're very good. Next, I'll play the trick, and this may be hell for you!" Fang Xuan steadied himself, and his eyes turned red. When he spoke, there was a strong evil spirit spreading!

Zhu Hao has a bad premonition in his heart. He can guess that Fang Xuan may become terrible next, but he is fearless. He is confident to win!

"If you have any tricks, just come to the contest. It's useless to say anything before the victory is decided!" Zhu Hao roared.

Fang Xuan nodded silently, and an ancient symbol appeared in the center of his eyebrows, as red as blood.

This symbol seems to affect the flow of Qi and blood in his whole body. The rolling evil spirit is like a long dragon, occupying Fang Xuan's body, like a peerless killing God!

Zhu Hao can clearly feel that Fang Xuan's Qi and blood are losing at an incredible speed, but the more he loses, the stronger Fang Xuan's breath will be!

"Crazy!"

Fang Xuan roared, his face was like an artifact, and there were blood runes on it, which made his momentum rise at a terrible speed.

In less than ten breaths, Fang Xuan's strength rose to 12000 Jin!

Those sitting around watching the scene were shocked.

If they didn't know Fang Xuan's special cultivation method, they would really think that Fang Xuan was possessed!

"Is Fang Xuan from Xueyuan county? This county is the ancestor of playing with blood. I always heard that these people can consume their own blood and increase their combat power in a short time. Today I can see it. "

"Crazy people are called crazy soldiers, aren't they? Never stop fighting until the blood has run out! "

"Yes, if Fang Xuan didn't open up 92 cyclones to go up, Zhu Hao might still be able to cope, but with the help of blood, Fang Xuan is almost invincible!"

"Yes, not to mention Xueyuan county's unique control over blood, even if there is no blood boundary, they can recover their Qi and blood?"

"Zhu Hao is miserable. I admire elder martial brother Fang so much that I got a medicine king!"

“……”

Zhu Hao didn't dare to be careless, so he used the trick for the first time.

"Eight wasteland yanlongjin"

Fang Xuan moved and turned into a bloody shadow.

Fang Xuan raised his hand and snapped it.

Zhu Hao's eyelids jump wildly. He even thinks that this palm is more terrifying than the ordinary trick!

"Nine days thunder shadow body"

the light of thunder flickers, and Zhu Hao keeps away perfectly. After Fang Xuan fails, he blows a blow.

But Fang Xuan's speed is faster, and he hits Zhu Hao's fist with his left hand.

As if the boulders collided, the aura ran around, and the air on the high platform kept shaking, as if it had been torn apart.

Zhu Hao retreated wildly. His slap was more powerful than he thought. It made his fist and hair hurt!

Whoosh!

A bloody shadow came again, and Fang Xuan's bloody breath became more and more terrible!

Zhu Hao chides lightly and shows the shadow of nine days thunder to the maximum extent, dodging constantly.

Onlookers can only see that there are two figures moving at high speed on the high platform, and the sound of collision and sonic boom keeps on.

The smell of blood evil stirs the aura, making the high platform as if covered with blood.

In less than half a column of incense time, they fought dozens of moves. Although Fang Xuan was still consuming his life and blood to become stronger when he collided, no matter how many pieces he had, Zhu Hao was faster than him!

In the end, Zhu Hao took the lead in using his martial arts skills and taking the initiative to bombard.

Originally, it was like a high platform covered with blood. Suddenly, the hot temperature burst out from Zhu Hao's body, and the roar of the Dragon came out!

Zhu Hao looked at his right fist, and there was a bright light flashing above it.

Although he didn't know what it meant, the power of the punch suddenly rose after the appearance of the light spot!

With one blow, the whole body flame shrinks and condenses into a fist shadow. The flame devours the aura and constantly expands itself, with great momentum.

Fang Xuan's red pupil shrinks slightly. In this move, he feels the threat!

When the fire hit, the evil spirit was surging, and the two extreme breath collided with each other, the resulting waves even shook the hard high platform out of cracks.

The fire and evil spirit blurred people's sight, but they could see it. They retreated one after another, looking at the trauma.

Before the breath of terror was completely dispelled, Fang Xuan roared:

"blood follows the limit"

what made people unable to calm down was that the evil spirit all over the sky on the high stage was rushing towards Fang Xuan, almost wrapping him up as a blood cell!

How is that possible?

Besides the evil spirit, there is also Zhu Hao's aura. Can Fang Xuan refine it by force?The symbol of Fang Xuan's eyebrow heart blooms brilliantly and absorbs all the breath around him. When his Qi and blood are restored to the peak, his realm seems to rise!

"Crazy!"

Fang Xuan was crazy again. This time, his strength soared to nearly 13000 Jin!

Zhu Hao stretched out his hand in front of him to quickly carve, and a shining array was found.

"One whale array"

ZHU Hao attached this array to his right hand, and his strength was soaring, reaching the level of 13000 kg.

"Blood dragon prison"

Fang Xuan pointed to the sky, and the evil spirit all around him rushed to the top. In a short time, it turned into a virtual shadow of a dragon!

Even standing several feet away, Zhu Hao could still feel that his Qi and blood were out of control!

Zhu Hao takes out his chopping shadow. His sword Qi bursts out and spreads around, temporarily cutting off the influence of the blood dragon on him.

"Guiyi sword formation"

the eyes of the formation emerge. As the blood dragon rushes in, Zhu Hao steps out!

The sword roared and the blood dragon roared, as if two giant beasts were fighting each other.

Many of the disciples on the high platform were suppressed one after another.

Both Zhu Hao and Fang Xuan have the strength of more than 13500 Jin. Even if they have opened up 92 cyclones, they will surely die in this move!

Guo Zheng was worried. He was worried that Zhu Hao would not be able to take this move. After all, compared with Fang Xuan, the latter's training time was much shorter.

Meng canglan feels that kind of sword spirit, looks complicated, he sounded again a few days ago because the investigation did not result in the accident of Han Shan died in the territorial war that case.

However, he Que and others have become more serious

they have investigated Zhu Hao openly and secretly before, but the comparison shows that Zhu Hao's growth speed is too fast, and they begin to worry!

On the high stage, when Zhu Hao finished the last sword, he and Fang Xuan appeared from the smoke.

One of his disciples broke his robe, and his blood was not broken.

Fang Xuan, on the other hand, is a little sad. Because there is no armor, Zhu Hao's sword Qi is all cut to the real place. Even if he is strong, even if he has twelve swords, even iron and stone will be cut to pieces!

His chest and back are deep visible bone wounds, but his wound became dark red, no blood flow, looking particularly creepy.

"It's been a long time since no one hurt me so badly. I've been singing all the way since I started 90 cyclones. I didn't expect to be hurt like this by you. It's ridiculous!"

Fang Xuan looked at his injury, and his tone suddenly became shrill.

"You'd better wait until the end of the battle. Maybe you'll get worse later." Zhu Hao light way.

The disciples sitting in the stands all around were stunned when they heard this.

This is How crazy!

The other side is also No. 10 on the table. If there is no way to press the bottom of the box, how can they be stable?

Does Zhu Hao really think that the gap of strength can be made up only by two or three drug kings?

"Since you say so, I'm relieved."

As Fang Xuan spoke, his hair turned red with the speed visible to the naked eye!

Even the red lines on the hands became more terrifying.

Once again, Fang Xuan's blood was transformed into aura, just like an evil god wearing armor made of blood!

"The blood God decides, transforms the spirit!"

Fang Xuan suddenly got up, with a move of both hands, the massive amount of Qi and blood diffused around, viscous as if the air was sealed.

With a slight grip of his right hand, the blood around him condensed into a big hand, and the air was squeezed to escape from here. Under the occupation of the blood, the competition platform became a vacuum field!