Under heavy pressure, the wind blows.

Half of Zhang Xiaotian's body was pressed into the soil, his back was straight, and his eyes looked at the sky without blinking.

The palm was wrapped in countless "blood snakes" and struck down in the air, sealing all the space and landing on a sword light.

A sword light that contained countless sword intents, but was orderly.

Order!

Li Qingzhao, Qi Changfeng, and even Qinglin's eyes flashed with horror, and the "meaning" of this sword was beyond their imagination.

They could see that the power of this sword should increase with the amount of sword intent contained in it, so the more sword intent the user comprehended, the more powerful this move would be.

And what was beyond their imagination was that the amount of sword intent contained in Zhang Xiaotian's sword was too terrifying, I'm afraid there were thousands, right?

How old is he, how can he comprehend such a large number of sword intents, even if an ordinary martial artist is a genius, let alone comprehend thousands of sword intents at the age of twenty, even if he learns these thousands of sword intents, I am afraid that the time will not be enough.

Zhang Xiaotian is a genius, they admit.

Even geniuses who are far beyond the norm, they admit.

This is still within their cognition, because they are such geniuses themselves!

But now, it's beyond their imagination!

How can anyone be so perverted!

Bang!

Blood qi and sword light rose into the sky, the void completely collapsed, the figures of Zhang Xiaotian and Pan Hong shattered like a dream bubble, and this small world in a radius of several meters began to shatter!

He's dead!

Zhou Shan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Zhang Xiaotian, who had just brought him an incomparable shock, would die so easily.

As he thought, Zhang Xiaotian's figure suddenly appeared above Qi Changfeng's head, appearing without warning, as if he had teleported out.

Li Qingzhao said "um", his moon-like eyes narrowed slightly, and there were a few more traces of source power in the dantian, this Zhang Xiaotian can always bring himself "surprises".

This man, I want it!

At the moment when the space collapsed, Zhang Xiaotian and Pan Hong disappeared almost at the same time, Zhang Xiaotian came to the top of the circle array, and Pan Hong flew up dozens of meters in the air, and a pair of huge wings condensed by blood and qi behind him were extremely eye-catching.

There was a hint of interest in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Xiaotian, not because of Zhang Xiaotian's strength, but because he sensed that this young martial artist seemed to have some hidden inductions in his body.

"Blood Refiner? It's strange, he doesn't have any blood refining source power in his body? ”

"Could it be that this kid has some kind of way to hide the aura of blood refining?"

This is what Pan Hong is interested in, if there is really such a way, they blood refining martial artists will not have to hide in Tibet.

It's as if the undercover agents they are now sending to various parts of the Shenzhou Continent are just using some secret method in the Blood Refining Technique to refine their physique, and then practice other exercises, so that they can not arouse suspicion.

But this kind of cultivation secret technique is very dangerous, and it is easy to lose your life at every turn, basically one or two of the martial artists succeed in training, it is a high probability, and most of the people who accept the training will end up with no bones.

"Boy, if you surrender to me now, I, Pan Hong, am in charge, I can spare your life, and even let you practice the secret treasure exercises of my faction."

Pan Hong didn't do it immediately, but looked at Zhang Xiaotiandao.

Others only thought that this blood refining martial artist had moved his heart to love money, but only Zhang Xiaotian keenly felt that this person's gaze on him was a little meaningful.

Eccentric!

Is there anything about me that makes it look vain?

I thought to myself.

The refusal in his mouth was very simple, "Xinghuo children, live and die together!" You want me to surrender, that's a dream! ”

's strong acting skills made many of the Xinghuo children below enthusiastic, and their eyes at Zhang Xiaotian became cordial.

Even Qi Changfeng, the opponent, showed a look of emotion, only a trace of different color flashed in Li Qingzhao's eyes, and then returned to a state of expressionlessness.

"Okay, then you're going to die!"

Zhang Xiaotian's words once again aroused the meaning of destruction in Pan Hong's mind, his eyes turned into two balls of blood red, and as soon as his palms were closed, he was about to split.

At this time, a voice came from a hundred meters away, "Damn, it hurts!" That monster, your opponent is me. ”

Hearing the reputation, I saw that on the pile of rubble turned into a group of hills, Qian Wulin was standing there twisting his neck, looking at Pan Hong in mid-air, full of killing intent.

Sou!

The next moment, Qian Wulin disappeared in place, pulled out a series of afterimages in the air, and instantly came to Pan Hong's top of him, and slapped it with one palm.

The void shook suddenly, and the chaos in the mid-air within a radius of tens of meters reached the extreme, there was no more free energy, no matter more, as if there was no sense of space-time and the universe, it was like a freeze, like a dead silence.

And its edges are still absorbing nearby energy and matter, and chaos is still spreading, as if it can go on until the end.

Pan Hong was in the middle of this chaotic space.

As soon as this state appeared, the heavens and the earth changed violently, as if they were rejecting him and disgusting him, the void cracked, and the sea of source qi rushed, as if it was going to be filled and smoothed out again, and it would no longer spread.

This vast power made Pan Hong, who temporarily possessed the combat power of the grandmaster, change his color.

Bang bang bang!

A series of crisp sounds suddenly sounded on his body, exploding blood holes one after another, and blood-colored brilliance emerged from all over the nearby void, wanting to drill into Pan Hong's body, but was blocked by this chaotic space, and was adsorbed on the outer layer to form a layer of blood-colored light.

"A fake grandmaster, he wants to kill me, hehehehe!"

With a burst of contemptuous laughter, Qian Wulin dropped his palm again, and shouted in his mouth: "It's better for you to die!" ”

In the chaos, Pan Hong raised his head and looked at Qian Wulin with disdain, the disdain in his eyes seemed to flow out.

"Fake Grandmaster? Hehe, I'm really ignorant, so let you see the real power I have now! ”

There seemed to be a great terror between the words, and the Heavenly Martial Artists and Blood Refining Martial Artists who were fighting around all stopped their hands in unison, even Zhang Xiaotian, Qinglin, and Li Qingzhao, whose spiritual power far surpassed that of others.

Everyone's eyes were on where Pan Hong was.

I saw him raise one hand to point to the sky, and the other hand fell down and pointed to the ground, and the naked eye could see that countless blood qi in his body were surging towards the center of his eyebrows.

The blood on the surface of Pan Hong's body faded layer by layer, turning into a miserable white, and his naked (harmonious) body actually gave people the feeling of being a dead thing.

Only the center of his eyebrows was red, extremely red, as if it was about to drip out, bright red.

A vertical opening cracked open at the center of the eyebrows, revealing a vertical eye, and a circle of ripple-like things surrounded by blood-colored eyes!

A huge sense of danger rose in Qian Wulin's mind, and his palm paused slightly in mid-air, and then accelerated to fall.

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