God-level Punishment System

Standing on the battle platform, Wang Shixuan pointed his sword obliquely, and the cold voice spread, making the surroundings suddenly quiet.

"Wang Shixuan is challenging Wang Haochen?" After a long time, someone muttered.

Almost no one in the Wang family knew about the relationship between Wang Shixuan and Wang Haochen. More or less, they had heard some rumors, but at this time, seeing Wang Shixuan challenge Wang Haochen, many people were still a little surprised.

Wang Shixuan’s strength is indeed strong, but the scene where Wang Haochen severely injured Wu Ge’s elder with a punch made them still feel chills and was deeply impressed. Wang Haochen could beat the Wu Ge elder at the top of the back realm with a punch. That strength is no longer needed. Wang Shixuan could not be his opponent at all.

Does he want to humiliate himself?

People in the Wang family couldn't figure out what Wang Shixuan was thinking. But there are also many secretly guessing whether Wang Shixuan still has any support.

After all, since the selection battle, only one fist has been used. He has never shot the Wu Yi sword in his right hand, and maybe there is still a strong hole card hidden.

Wang Shixuan's sword pointed at the high platform, not only made Wang Haochen frown slightly, even if those strong on the high platform, including Wang Lufeng, were in class, everyone's eyes were instantly cold.

From above the high platform, Wang Shixuan's diagonally pointed sword tip seemed to include all of them, extremely arrogant and disrespectful.

"Lao Feng, the one below is a good seedling, but this character still needs to be polished." Xia Shang Xing Sheng said with a calm expression.

"As a cultivator, it is difficult to achieve without the blood and courage. However, once we go too far, it will be arrogant, which is not a good thing." The ancestor of the Li family from Chifeng City said with a smile. .

It's just that his eyes didn't smile at all. As the ancestors of a clan, no one had dared to point a sword at them for many years.

Of course, with their current identities, it is impossible for them to care about Wang Shixuan's generation, but to run on Wang Lufeng, it is natural to avoid talking.

Wang Lufeng's face was ugly, and he waved his hand slightly to Wang Haochen, and said, "Haochen, you go, just give him some lessons, don't make heavy hands."

Although Wang Lufeng was unhappy and felt some dislike for Wang Shixuan, after all, Wang Shixuan was a talent in the Wang family's generation and a rare pillar of the family in the future. For the sake of the family's strength, Wang Lufeng still had the heart to cherish talent.

Wang Haochen injured Wuge elder with a punch, and even he was shocked. Therefore, although the selection battle for the ancestral hall disciples has not ended yet, Wang Lufeng is almost certain that this generation of Wutang disciples is none other than Wang Haochen, even if Wang Shixuan, There is no threat to Wang Haochen either.

Wang Haochen clicked to zero, jumped down from the high platform, and landed on the battle platform.

"Wang Haochen..." Wang Shixuan's head drooped slightly, his eyes turned up slightly, revealing two palpitating cold eyes, and he fixed his eyes on Wang Haochen.

As soon as Wang Haochen landed on the platform, he felt the abnormality of Wang Shixuan's body like Wang Yuxiao, his expression moved slightly, and the eye of punishment was activated and swept toward Wang Shixuan's body.

Wang Shixuan's message suddenly appeared in Wang Haochen's consciousness.

His cultivation is indeed only the fourth level of the rear realm, but the information behind has made Wang Haochen's expression slightly condensed, blood sacrifice soul cultivation!

What kind of cultivation system is this?

Suspiciousness surged in Wang Haochen's heart.

In the Xuanyuan Continent, they are all cultivating Yuanli, and I have never heard of blood sacrifice soul cultivation!

It's no wonder that his cultivation level has improved so quickly, it turns out that he also had another adventure, but when he heard the name, he knew that it was not a good way, and it sounded more like an evil method.

Wang Haochen's eyes swept over the black sword in his hand and the dark red armor on his body, and his face gradually became more solemn.

The Wu Yi sword has become a blood refining weapon, and that armor is directly the blood sacrifice soul armor, which is cast from countless monster blood sacrifices.

No wonder his vitality is not very strong, but his power is so terrifying. All his power comes from blood. This cultivation system is completely different from Xuanyuan Continent.

Where did he get this cultivation method?

Countless doubts flashed in Wang Haochen's mind.

"Start!"

Seeing that Wang Haochen and Wang Shixuan were already on stage, and their breaths had already collided with each other in an instant. There was no need for him. The two were about to be used, and he was no longer wordy. He slowly stepped back to the side, and his heart was on guard. stand up.

In the battle between Wang Haochen and Wang Shixuan, he could no longer regard them as a battle between generations.

Wang Haochen was able to kill Wu Ge elder with a single punch. Even Wang Yuxiao felt a little frustrated in his heart. His cultivation was no better than Wu Ge elder. If there is a situation that requires him to stop him, he also needs to carefully weigh whether there is any That strength.

"Woo"

As soon as Wang Yuxiao's voice fell, Wang Shixuan stepped on his feet, almost a few feet away, and struck Wang Haochen with a sharp sword.

On the sword body, a layer of dark red blood shone faintly. With the swing of Wang Shixuan's long sword, strands of dark red blood light, like thin blood lines, entangled towards Wang Haochen, the blood red. It is as thin as a hair, if you observe it with the naked eye, it is difficult to find, and the consciousness can feel the existence of those blood lines.

Those blood lines were thin and light, and they didn’t look terrible, but as soon as those blood lines came out, Wang Haochen felt like countless sharp knives, cutting towards his whole body, not yet in the body, and did not really hurt the skin. A thin blood stain leaked out of him.

"This technique is too weird..." Wang Haochen frowned slightly.

He felt that Wang Shixuan seemed to be able to control the blood in his body with those blood lines. Once it invaded his body, he didn't know what the consequences would be. He didn't dare to try and didn't want to try.

Wang Haochen squeezed his palm slightly, and power began to gather on his fist, and Anxuan Fist began to accumulate strength.

Wang Shixuan’s armor must have something special, otherwise Wang Shixuan would not be able to wear it all the time, and Wang Shixuan’s blood sacrifice soul cultivation technique seems to be extremely powerful. If these were added together, he would not be able to hold his punch. Then this battle is unnecessary.

Wang Haochen stared at the blood line densely covering him like a web of blood, his footsteps moved slightly, and a fist followed.

A dense ray of light gathered on his fist, and as the punch blasted out, the condensed light flew out like a cannonball, rushing into the blood web, and bombarding Wang Shixuan.

The long sword in Wang Shixuan's hand suddenly flickered, and the tip of the sword flashed like a cold star, stabbing towards the punch.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The long sword pierced on the condensed power, like a thorn on a flying death stone, constantly hitting the long sword, making a crisp sound of gold and iron, sparks splashing everywhere.

Wang Shixuan snorted, and the long sword in his hand spun, and layers of sword shadows flashed, slashing towards the strength of the fist.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shixuan slashed with a sword, slashing the power in that punch, and then scattered away.

Wang Haochen's eyes shrank slightly, his face became serious.

He already had a foreboding in his heart that Wang Shixuan could not be beaten by a single punch, but he did not expect Wang Shixuan to use that incredible method to break his punch.

How fast the power of his fist should be, but Wang Shixuan changed his moves three times in that short instant, and that speed really shocked Wang Haochen.

"It seems to be tricky, so let's fight it hard." Wang Haochen also had the intent to fight together.

Although Wang Haochen stood up solemnly, there was no fear in his heart.

Wang Shixuan has always pressed on his head, Wang Haochen has long been eager to be able to fight like this and have a happy battle.

But Wang Haochen still needs to determine one thing, that has gradually spread across the entire battle platform, and almost even Wang Yuxiao has to be shrouded in to talk about the bloodline, how powerful it is, can he bear it.

Yuan Li was wrapped in Wang Haochen's palm, and he stretched out his hand to grab it forward, and immediately grabbed a few blood lines in his hand, but there was no pain or accident. The blood red disappeared silently.

Wang Haochen was slightly puzzled. He didn't know what effect those blood lines had. Wang Shixuan worked so hard to get it out. It was definitely not just for imagining.

But before the doubts in his heart were fully formed, his expression instantly changed.

Those blood lines did not show any power on the outside, it was because that power was reflected on the inside.

After those blood lines were immersed in Wang Haochen's palm, between his breath, it was like real thin threads, entwining the blood vessels hidden in the flesh and blood, like steel wires, still tightening.

After just one or two breaths, Wang Haochen found that his palm seemed to have lost control.

At this moment, Wang Haochen really changed his face.

"You can't let him go on, you must fight quickly!" Wang Haochen's vitality shook suddenly, breaking the blood line bound in the body, and then the vitality in the body was madly poured into the fists.

If Wang Shixuan was allowed to lay such blood lines on the entire battle platform, then he would not have to fight, and he could directly admit defeat, otherwise he would have to be strangled to death by the countless blood lines.

To make a quick battle, of course, it is best to use the most powerful Dark Profound Fist, and he has already used all his strength.

"boom!"

Wang Haochen blasted out with two fists almost at the same time. Wherever the fists passed, the countless blood lines in the air suddenly broke, and the fists blasted towards Wang Shixuan unstoppably.

Wang Shixuan’s eyes were cold and he immediately used all his strength when he saw Wang Haochen. He estimated that Wang Haochen had discovered the peculiarities of his practice. He also bit his teeth slightly, a fierce color appeared on his face, and he waved a long sword in his hand. , Slashed towards Wang Haochen with both fists.

But just when Wang Shixuan's sword was about to smash Wang Haochen's double fists, Wang Haochen's figure suddenly flashed and appeared behind Wang Shixuan, the double fists continued to bombard.

In an instant, Wang Haochen merged the footwork used by the cunning sword technique with the dark fist.

Wang Shixuan raised his eyebrows and turned his cross sword, blocking Wang Haochen's fists.

After all, the Dark Profound Fist is not a sly heart sword technique. The method of operating the vital force is completely different. With Wang Haochen's current experience, it is not possible to thoroughly integrate the two martial arts. Using the Dark Profound fist, it is like a sly heart sword He couldn't do it nine times, and one flash was already his limit.

"Boom!"

Wang Haochen’s double fists fiercely bombarded the sword body that Wang Shixuan blocked in front of him. Although Wu Yijian had turned into a blood refining soldier, it was impossible to withstand the terrifying power in Wang Haochen’s double fists. The long sword instantly Break down.

Wang Haochen's double fists continued to cast off, and still fiercely attacked Wang Shixuan's chest.

(End of this chapter)