Everywhere the Blood Sacrifice Knife went, it was all bloody. Some of this blood comes from the body www.biquge.info of the knife itself, but more of it is the blood of those innocent people who were hit by the knife, and the blood flowed like a river.

Those spectators who came from thousands of miles could not have imagined that a seemingly ordinary competition would actually make this place a purgatory on earth. For a while, the screams and cries were endless, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen people had already spilled blood on the spot, and one of them was even a corpse in a different place, and his death was tragic.

This is the fault of Cangbei Xianyuan, and the high-level of Xianyuan is to blame. In fact, even Bloodlust did not expect such a thing to happen. In his mind, the contest should end with the other party disarming and surrendering, even if the other party forcibly eats this move, there should not be such a violent backlash. But in front of him, none of the blood sacrifice knives that were originally used to besiege Sun Changkong have rebounded, which is really unbelievable and strange.

"Oops!"

At the moment of the disaster, the bloodthirsty turned into a blood cloud and rushed to the stands. Immediately, his form turned into a wisp of mist and dispersed into the space around him. And wherever he went, the Blood Sacrifice Blade's attack would immediately crumble and turn into a similar mist, merging with it. In this way, the blood lover almost resolved the danger of most of the stands by himself, but on the other side of the stands, the tragedy was still unfolding.

"Let's go!"

As he spoke, Shen Laizi and Yun Shadow had already flown to the opposite stands. Except for a few members of the royal family who were able to protect themselves with advanced cultivation, the others had almost been killed by the Blood Sacrifice Knife and were shattered.

"What to do young master, we have already killed and injured two, and the situation of those who survived is not optimistic. I think we'd better get out of here!"

Chen Jinglun's face was covered in blood, but it was not his blood. Just now, one of the blood sacrifice knives slashed at his shoulder and cut off the arm of a nearby doorman, spurting hot blood on his entire face. To be honest, he didn't want to stay here for another second, but when he thought that San Fat was still alive here, he didn't want to leave.

He wants to make the other party pay the price he deserves.

"It's all because of you, Xiao Shengcai, I want to make your life worse than death!"

Chen Jinglun got up and was just about to take something out of his arms, when two figures had already fallen to his side, one after the other, and one of them immediately said, "Everyone retreat, let's come!"

The cloud shadow struck three times in a row with a wave of his palm, and with each blow, a large cloud ran out of the palm. And those seemingly gentle clouds and mist turned out to be an impregnable barrier at this moment, forcing those blood sacrifice knives out of the stands, and they fell one after another. On the other side, Shen Laizi actually used his own flesh and blood to fight with many flying blades in close combat, and each of his punches was infused with the power of Wan Jun, so no matter how brutal those blood sacrifice knives were, they would inevitably be defeated.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Before the command of the relevant personnel, the spectators in the stands left the arena one by one, leaving only Tu Haoyang, who was pale, and the Emperor Sha Tiantian in the dust standing there, like two mountain pines, unmoving.

"Why, how is it possible, it would be useless to slaughter thousands of miles of blood!"

The Emperor shook the dust around him and slowly walked out of the mist. Now he is still so calm and calm, there is no sweat on his head, obviously the storm-like offensive just now did not frighten him, maybe he didn't take the duel just now to heart at all.

Because he was completely sure that he could catch that move, and the blood slaughter was thousands of miles. This is the strength of him, the Emperor of Sha.

"Don't be too discouraged, it's not easy for you to be able to do this. I admit that you are very powerful, and in another thirty or fifty years, the entire Cangbei Immortal Garden may be proud of you. ”

In the face of the other party's praise, Tu Haoyang didn't have the slightest joy in his heart. In his opinion, the stronger he is, the more he will set off the other party to be more tall and mighty, so he would rather not praise, he will defeat the other party, even if it is with all his might.

"Don't pretend here, I, Tu Haoyang, never eat your set. Hehe, don't think that you can defeat me by breaking my blood slaughter, to tell you the truth, I still have a lot of killing moves that haven't been shown, just wait and see!"

Emperor Sha didn't speak again, he knew that the other party was not lying, from the moment he casually used the Blood Sacrifice Knife, Emperor Sha knew that this young man was definitely a terrible enemy, and whoever wanted to be his enemy was simply a great misfortune in his life. However, he himself was not included, because he was confident enough that he had the ability to calm all crises.

This time, Tu Haoyang did not continue to use weapons, and his hands became his only means.

As early as when he was a child, Tu Haoyang's father Tu Youdao threw him into the deep mountains and old forests and let him be with the wolves. At that time, Tu Youdao had already held the idea of "life and death are fate, and success is in heaven". He decided to make his son a wolf, so that he would be worthy of being his son of slaughter. Fortunately, Tu Haoyang did not disappoint him, and after half a year of separation, Tu Youdao found him in a cave. At that time, Tu Haoyang had become a real savage, and a kind of hair similar to animal mane had grown on the surface of his body to protect himself. And what surprised Tu Youdao even more was the thing in his hand, Tu Haoyang's hand had a heart that was still "thumping", and in front of him was a she-wolf who had just lost her life. It was his cannibalistic parents for the past year, and without it, Tu Haoyang would have been torn to pieces by the other members of the wolf pack. But even such an important existence still hasn't escaped his ruthlessness, if you want to become a competent killer, you must abandon seven emotions and six desires, and your children are long, so he only has a father, no mother, so he will personally kill the she-wolf who has nurturing grace for him.

Tu Youdao was satisfied with carrying his son out of the cave, and Tu Haoyang didn't look at the she-wolf again, he knew that it was time to leave by himself.

Since then, Tu Haoyang has had a nickname, Werewolf. His personality is similar to that of a wolf, and even more so. And in his martial arts routines, you can often see wolf-like operating moves. In the accumulation of ordinary days, he realized a set of martial arts that only belonged to him, that is, the wolf method.

Based on the wolf and taking the beast as the law, Tu Haoyang injected the attributes of the wolf into his own moves, and then formed an unprecedentedly powerful close-quarters martial arts. What Emperor Sha sees now is the martial arts in the wolf law.

"Wolf Wind!"

It is said to be the wind, but it is actually a palm technique. It's just because the speed of the palm is too fast to be observed with the naked eye, so it becomes something as invisible as the wind, killing people between breaths.

Emperor Sha's figure retreated sharply, and every time he took a step, a sharp wave of qi would rise from the ground where he took the previous step. In this way, after taking a full ten steps back, Emperor Sha suddenly stopped, and immediately said, "I saw it." ”

Somehow, as soon as Emperor Sha's words came out, Tu Haoyang, who was originally hidden in the air, suddenly appeared in front of him. Now, the wolf wind is no longer the wind, but a fist. Wolf Wind, which turned into a fist, lost his previous offensive and immediately lost his advantage, and was defeated after a few rounds of simple fighting.

"Come again!"

Tu Haoyang lifted his body again, but unlike last time, he no longer moved his hands, but used his legs instead of his hands to launch a new round of onslaught against Emperor Sha.

This is the wolf knife in the wolf law.

Comparing his legs to a knife really wronged him, in a real battle, his legs are a hundred times more flexible than a knife and a hundred times sharper. What's more, his leg can be swung off like a real knife, and the affected area of the person who was hit will really have a wound like a knife wound, and the bone is visible. To this day, he can move other people's heads with one kick, and he can also cut off a person's waist, which is the power of the wolf knife.

When the wolf's sword fell, the speed at which Emperor Sha moved even faster. One was not careful, his clothes had been cut out of the airway, but fortunately it did not hurt the flesh and skin. It was this time that Emperor Sha finally began to face up to this little "friend", and it was time for him to see his true strength.

"Good boy, then let you lose clearly!"

The leg fell, and the finger was raised, and the blade of the wolf knife slashed straight at the opposite door. And the Emperor Sha didn't allow much, so he stretched out his hand and pointed a finger, which happened to poke near Tu Haoyang's bare feet. Immediately, an unimaginable look of pain appeared on the latter's face, and a cry of grief rose into the sky.

"My feet!"

Tu Haoyang fell to the ground, he held his wolf knife, struggling and rolling in pain, as if he had lost his right leg. He had even forgotten that he was still competing, and even had left his life and death behind, the pain was really unforgettable, and he didn't want to feel it a second time in his life. As the "initiator" of everything, Emperor Sha slowly faked his finger back, like a victorious cowboy putting his revolver back into its holster, very elegant. He enjoyed every minute and every second of it, and maybe he was there for this kind of time.

"Referee, have I already won?"

The elders in the audience had not yet recovered from the Blood Sacrifice Knife Tribulation just now, and when he looked at Tu Haoyang, who was lying on the ground, his anger was like a gossamer, his eyes were so shocked that they were about to pop out of their sockets.