As soon as he succeeded in his move, Pan Hong, who came out of trouble, had to take advantage of the situation to pounce on the little silver light that turned into clouds and smoke, which was not the most positive and yang, and it was not an attack of special nature such as destruction and chaos, and it could not stop himself at all.

"Haha, boy, no matter how talented you are, you will soon become a part of my Pan Hong! It's just your bad life! ”

The blood tide rolled back, the blood shadow solidified again, and a pair of eyeballs suddenly appeared on the blood shadow, looking proudly at Zhang Xiaotian, who was dressed in white and had a dignified posture in front of him.

He was born with bad qualifications, otherwise he would not be tempted by the blood refining exercises, and he had an instinctive disgust and jealousy in his heart for those martial artists with extraordinary talents.

If you have good talent, it's not like you're going to die at my hands.

The proud Pan Hong didn't notice that around his blood shadow, more and more silver points of light surrounded him, surrounding the blood shadow like a nebula.

And his emotions also became more and more intense unconsciously, the hatred and jealousy for Zhang Xiaotian, who was extraordinarily talented, the pride and happiness that he was about to die in his hands, and other emotions were released like a volcanic eruption.

The surface of his blood began to ripple, and the terrible thing was that he himself was not even aware of it.

Silver dots of light surrounded and approached the blood shadow, and the grains of light melted into it, and the waves on the surface of the blood shadow became more and more intense, and in the end, it was like boiling water.

Zhang Xiaotian's eyes stared at such a change without blinking, and he only felt extremely strange in his heart, this kind of attack seemed to be between the spiritual and the physical, tangible and non-qualitative, and it could also affect emotions, which was difficult to defend!

Silver dots of light kept attaching to the blood shadow and penetrated into it, and the power of the blood shadow was constantly weakening.

And Pan Hong didn't know that he had been tricked.

His two protruding eyeballs were covered with bloodshots, and he looked at Zhang Xiaotian directly, and the smug emotion in his eyes could be seen without the need for expression cooperation.

By the time Pan Hong came to Zhang Xiaotian's body about ten meters in front of him, his strength had weakened to the point that he was only about the seventh level of source power, and he could have communicated with the power of the blood refining world to replenish his own strength, but because of the impact of the silver light point on his emotions, he didn't think about it at all.

In his consciousness, he is still so powerful, Zhang Xiaotian in front of him is just like an ant, and he will be pinched to death by him if he exerts a little force!

"Over to you!" Li Qingzhao's voice returned to a cold and indifferent state, sounding in Zhang Xiaotian's ears.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't wait for her to say, the sword in his hand was raised early and fell leisurely.

Thousands of sword lights emanated from this "wave", forming a long river of sword light, mighty and overwhelming.

The long river of sword light rushed towards the blood shadow that came with the blood tide, and the blood shadow had no intention of dodging at all, so it was slashed.

White, red, cyan, black, gold, white, and all the other brilliance shines brightly, and finally it is reduced to chaos, making the void look like the end has come.

The chaos condensed by the sword light was fleeting, and the surging blood tide and the blood shadow in it had disappeared, but there were countless blood water that flew out, quickly converging, and then turning into a vague blood shadow, but it was a lot darker.

"Damn, what did you do to me?"

Pan Hong still doesn't know that he was in a different state just now.

However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much, and he hurriedly used his consciousness to mobilize the power of blood refining in the blood refining world to replenish himself.

Zhang Xiaotian and the others only felt that in the blurred blood shadow body, there was a little dark red blood that was growing larger, quickly spreading all over the body, and then the surrounding void was dark, as if sinking into the sea of blood again, and there were blood waves up and down, left and right, front and back, and blood overflowing.

Qinglin, who had just opened his eyes, had a shocked face, and Qian Wulin, who was chasing after him, was too late to stop the blood shadow from striking again.

Qi Changfeng, Lu Jun, Zhou Shan and others only woke up from the rabbit battle just now, their faces were shocked, and they rushed over with a shout.

Only Zhang Xiaotian and Li Qingzhao, who faced this blood shadow, had a calm face.

At the moment when Pan Hong's blood shadow made a move, Li Qingzhao suddenly asked, "You won't have no backhand, right?" ”

"Of course not!"

Zhang Xiaotian glanced at her in surprise, and then a word "burst" popped out of his mouth!

A dim fragment of sword light in the body of the blood shadow suddenly swelled and lit up, like a bright sun slowly rising in the blood shadow, releasing hundreds of millions of brilliant rays of light, shining the blood-colored figure into a thousand holes, and in these thousands of holes, one dazzling light after another shot out, to the sun, boundless.

"Oh, the Holy Yang Sword Technique, it turns out that everything before was to pave the way for this sword!"

Li Qingzhao nodded slightly.

Although this sword technique is not as powerful as the previous Order, Beidou and other swords, it is just right to restrain the blood refining technique, and it explodes in the blood shadow body, and the result can be guessed without thinking about it.

This Pan Hong, it's over!

As the energy of this sword completely burst out, the light shone, and the sea of blood in the void kept shattering, and the blood was dissolved by the formation, and the power of blood refining was dissolved.

And the Great Sun that the Holy Yang Sword Technique had transformed also exploded violently when the light spread out in all directions, and all the power followed some mysterious law and was all blessed on the blood shadow that Pan Hong had incarnated.

In the terrible scream, the sea of blood quickly dried up, the blood shadow gradually faded, and the boiling blood water in the void collapsed, revealing a blue sky and pure white clouds.

More than ten meters away in front of Zhang Xiaotian, a vague blood shadow was about to turn into blood and escape, Pan Hong never thought that he was not planted in the hands of that tenth-level martial artist, but was defeated by this seventh-level kid with source power, and almost died.

In fact, he still has a lot of means that he has not yet used, but at this moment he has lost his mind, coupled with the fact that the other party is overwhelming, and most importantly, with the shattering of the sea of blood turned by the flesh and blood essence of his whole body, the explosion brought by devouring the essence and blood of his companions just now has already reached the end of the crossbow, so he immediately made a decision, turned around and fled, and was not in a hurry.

But at this moment, Qian Wulin, who had been hindered by Zhang Xiaotian's sword momentum before, suddenly appeared in front of him, and a palm with a dark character highlighting the dark characters in front of his palm slapped straight over.

The blood shadow that Pan Hong turned into was unavoidable, and he crashed into it.

"Buzz~" with a loud sound.

But I saw a vague blood shadow trembling all over, and immediately stopped, and then turned into a little blood light, slowly dissipating in the air.

But at the time of the fight just now, many blood-colored points of light scattered in the air suddenly turned into Dao blood-colored light and fled in all directions.

The difficulty of killing a successful blood refining martial artist can be seen from this.

Once a blood refining martial artist cultivates to a high level, he is known for being difficult to kill, especially when he reaches the ninth and above stage, if he leaves his thoughts and blood drops behind, they can slowly gather and recover by plundering the essence blood, vitality, soul, and primordial spirit.

Those blood refiners before, if they hadn't been devoured by this Pan Hong, those who seemed to have been killed, as long as there was still a trace of vitality still alive, it was likely that they would slowly recover.

Zhang Xiaotian smiled bitterly in his heart: "It's really troublesome." ”

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