Chapter 210 Martial Soul Blood Sacrifice

These six blood sword spirits, regardless of their shape, length, color, and star rating, are all the same, and they are suspended behind six people at the same time, which is extremely spectacular.

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the other six, with exactly the same faces and the blood sword spirit behind them, the fighting spirit continued to rise in his eyes

call!

Among the six people, one stepped out, the long sabre around his waist was unsheathed, and the blood saber martial spirit behind him shot out a dazzling red light, the saber light waved down, and a blood-black saber light came out in response, slashing straight towards Chu Yan.

This knife, blood-soaked to the sky, turned the entire arena into red in an instant, which was extremely eerie!

The blade glows like blood, and it has an incomparably sharp edge. It has obviously been boosted by the martial spirit, which makes Chu Yan's eyes brighten, and his face has a look of interest.

boom!

Raise the fist and strike, the fist strength collided with the sword light, blasting the weather waves, turning into a turbulent wind blowing through.

Tie! ?

Everyone looked at the ring, Chu Yan and the young man in yellow armor stood facing each other.

All the time, Chu Yan's strong performance in the arena challenge has made all the audience used to it. After Chu Yan punches, someone must be thrown out of the arena.

This time, the other party only made a single shot, fighting against Chu Yan, but did not fall down?

Just when everyone was surprised and curious, in the ring, Chu Yan moved!

Swish!

Flying away, the black figure pulled out an afterimage that was dozens of meters long on the ring, like a black lightning bolt, rushing towards the opponent.

Chu Yan's face was full of excitement. In the sea of ​​qi in his body, the cyclone swirled and his true qi rolled around. His eyes looked at the six people a thousand steps away, shining like awns.

These six are very strong!

Chu Yan had already felt the opponent's strength in the confrontation with a young man in yellow armor just now.

Completely different from other warriors who challenged in the ring before, Chu Yan has only used 10% to 20% of his strength to deal with other warriors at most.

And just now, a punch with 30% of his strength actually tied the opponent!

This discovery made Chu Yan, who was a little boring, suddenly have a high fighting spirit, just like a fierce tiger found a powerful fierce wolf.

The killing of blood and fire is the most exciting thing for Chu Yan!

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan had already rushed to the position of a hundred paces in front of the young man just now, and suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped up.

In midair, Chu Yan's limbs spread out, and the black Rakshasa infuriated Peng Bai, looking down at his feet, and punched out with a bang.

The three-stage strike collapses!

With a loud shout, Chu Yan's eyes burst into light, and the first style of the three-stage strike suddenly slammed out.

The mighty fist strength, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth with a violent wind, howling out, like the thunder god punishing the sky, the fist strength is mighty, like the power of the sky destroying the world.

With a punch, the entire arena was filled with thunder, and the sound of punches breaking through the void shook the sky.

This time, it was the first time that Chu Yan had taken the initiative since he won forty-nine games in a row, which was completely different from his previous behavior of waiting for his opponent to make a move.

This move "Jiangshan Beng" Chu Yan used a full 50% of his strength to blast out, causing everyone on and off the stage to change their faces, and they were stunned and stunned.

powerful…!

too strong…!

No one could have imagined that Chu Yan, who was ready to explode, would make such a terrifying move.

"The Art of Combining Strikes!"

Above the arena, six young men in yellow armor stared at the fist marks falling in the air, their faces ashen, and shouted at the same time.

Immediately, behind them, six blood-colored war knives and six blood-colored rays of light shot up into the sky, turning the entire sky above the arena into blood-red color, and even the floating clouds in the sky turned into large blood clouds. , at first glance, like a sea of ​​blood rolling!

Then, with their loud shouts.

Clang!

The five war knives were unsheathed at the same time, making a neat sound of knife whistling, and the six figures flashed instantly,

Arranged in a line, the swords were held high, and the infuriating spirit was surging.

The six blood-red sword lights were neatly swung out like a single person, and they were all cut out. As soon as they left the battle sword, they quickly merged into one in the air, forming a huge red sword light, facing Chu Yan's fist strength.

This huge sword light almost filled the entire arena, like an ancient beast, opening its bloody mouth and making bursts of roaring roars.

boom!

The fist was as strong as thunder, and the sword light shook the sky. The two collided fiercely and exploded, turning the entire sky into a blood-colored night sky composed of black and red air waves.

Amidst the waves of air, Chu Yan rolled over to the ground, his face full of excitement, and the true energy on his body was surging like a tidal wave.

"Come again!"

With a loud shout, Chu Yan suddenly rushed out, the three cyclones in the body spun like flying, and the majestic True Qi rushed out like a tide.

"Three-stage strike of Jiang He's anger!"

Under the big shout, both fists came out, and in the void, the violent muffled thunder sounded, like a Tianhe breaking out of the world, rolling over the nine heavens.

The strength of the two fists, like the roar of a big river, furious and shocking, sometimes meet, and sometimes separate, like a dragon going out of the sea, setting off a huge wave.

The entire arena is like a small boat in the sea, shaking like it will be swallowed up at any time.

what! ?

What martial arts is this! ?

Although the six young men in yellow armor did not say a word from beginning to end, the shock and horror in their hearts became more and more heavy since they entered the ring.

At this time, seeing the two punches Chu Yan threw out, his heart suddenly flooded with fear, and his face changed greatly.

The six of them looked at each other and nodded suddenly, as if making up their minds.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The next moment, the six of them drew their knives at the same time and slashed towards them frantically. The light of the knives shone, and they swung the knives to fly. In the light group formed by the six groups of knives, a large blood mist swayed out.

There are countless wounds on the six people, blood is pouring out!

Immediately afterwards, the golden infuriating qi on the six people soared, wrapping all the blood into a large blood sphere, which was divided into six pieces, and headed towards the six blood sword spirits in the void.

hum! hum! hum!

Martial Soul Devouring Blood! In an instant, the red light made a masterpiece, and the six blood-swords martial souls turned into six blood-colored light groups, making a humming sound, and constantly twisting and stretching, looking extremely strange!

Whoohoo!

As the martial spirits of the six people mutated, a gust of wind was blowing in the arena, causing dust to spread across the sky. At the same time, the six blood-colored martial spirit light clusters began to approach slowly and quickly contacted each other. !

"Oh my God, this is the "Blood Sacrifice Martial Spirit"! This... does this actually exist?"

Above the stand, a few figures jumped and stood up, all white-haired old men, looking at the vision of the six martial spirits on the arena, their faces turned pale green with shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

Blood sacrifice Martial Soul! According to legend, a warrior sacrifices his martial soul with his own blood essence, so that the martial soul and his own blood can be temporarily merged in exchange for the ability to combine the power of the warrior and the martial soul. And his own strength, the overall strength has more than doubled in an instant.

However, this kind of "blood sacrificial spirit" must be the awakened spirit after the warrior's bloodline returned to the ancestors, and sacrificing the spirit with a large amount of one's own essence and blood will also cause a huge burden on one's body and affect the way of future cultivation.

Warriors with the ability to "sacrificial martial arts with blood" will only use this skill at the time of life and death!

At this time, with the slow fusion of the six regiments of blood and martial spirits, the faces of those old men who knew the legend of the "Martial Soul Blood Sacrifice" changed drastically again.

This time, the whole body went weak in direct surprise, and he slumped back to his seat.

"Martial... Martial Soul... Fusion Technique!?"