Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Fourth Blood Palm Overturned

Everyone was shocked. I didn't expect that the blood of the people of the Black Blood Temple, as rumored, would be as black as ink when the blood left the body.

Seeing this, Chu Yan was only slightly startled, not too surprised. He looked up at Mo Xie and said coldly.

"you lose!"

That sword just now, at the last moment, Chu Yan had already kept his hand. After all, it was just a battle in the arena. He and Mo Xie had no hatred, so naturally he would not directly kill the killer. Therefore, that sword was vaguely three-pointed, not drawn. It crossed Mo Xie's neck, but cut to his left shoulder.

"Hehe...Chu Yan, you will regret this sword..."

Mo Xie didn't seem to care about the wound on his body at all. He raised his finger, wiped the wound, and put the blood-soaked finger into his mouth. In his eyes, the bloody and cold light became more and more intense...

"Oh!?"

Chu Yan looked at Mo Xie's eyes and movements, and frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have no intention of admitting defeat.

However, since you don't accept it....then fight until you accept it!

Swish!

The next moment, Mo Xie had already rushed out, and even took the initiative to attack Chu Yan.

call! call! call!

At the same time as the violent rush, Mo Xie's body was shaken, and black flowed. In an instant, his body was wrapped in black energy. At the same time, nine black mists rushed out, and he used a unique trick directly.

The ten pieces of black mist were exactly the same, the black air was rolling like a big black ball, and it was impossible to tell that Mo Xie's deity was in the black mist.

When the ten groups of black mist clashed, red and black palm prints shot out from the black mist and rushed towards Chu Yan.

"Sure enough, this is the trick again!"

The corner of Chu Yan's mouth lifted lightly, bringing out a smile, and then, in the sea of ​​consciousness, a large piece of divine consciousness that had been gathered and prepared rushed out like a wave of wind, divided into ten strands, and swept toward ten groups of black mist.

Spiritual consciousness is like an arrow, instantly breaking through the true qi outside the black fog, drilling into it, turning each black fog from the inside out, turning it upside down.

The next moment, Chu Yan's eyes brightened, and he raised his hand and slashed out.

call out!

A fierce sword light shot out,

In an instant, a red and black palm print was smashed, and it rushed straight to the black fog behind it.

"what!?"

"how can that be…!?"

The sword light rushed towards, and the black fog suddenly shook, and Mo Xie, who was hiding in it, was shocked. He didn't expect that the unique trick that he had won over and over again was just revealed by Chu Yan. How could this be possible!

"Destroy!"

Surprised, Mo Xie's entire body dissipated the black mist, showing his figure, raised his hand and slapped it again, blasting away the sword light in front of him.

At the same time as he shot, the other nine groups of black mist suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

Swish!

After the sword qi dissipated, Chu Yan held the Clear Sky Sword, turned towards the afterimage, and swept towards Mo Xie. At the same time, he slashed violently with the sword.

"Thirteen vertical and horizontal swords!"

The dazzling sword light shone on the sky, and the hundred-zhang-long sword light, from top to bottom, divided the world into two, and fell straight down.

"The Sword of Heaven Punishment", the first style, with thirteen vertical and horizontal swords, combined with the swordsmanship of the thunder cloud, the power is shocking!

"not good…!"

When Mo Xie saw Jianmang slashing, he immediately felt cold all over his body. In this sword, there was obviously the might of heaven and earth, and the mighty might of the sword made him tremble.

This sword is not only powerful, but also powerful, and the speed is as fast as lightning. Mo Xie has no time to dodge, so he can only resist with his teeth raised.

"Blood Evil Thousand Slaying Palms!"

Mo Xie shouted loudly, his whole body's infuriating energy suddenly doubled, and the whole body's breath melted into his palm, forming a huge red and black palm print.

A palm shot out, the palm print like blood and ink, the blood shone into the sky, and the majestic palm roared out.

boom!

The bloody hand collided with Jianmang, and with a loud explosion, the palm print collapsed, and Jianmang sent Mo Xiezhen flying a hundred paces upside down.

"How... how can it be so strong!?"

After standing still, Mo Xie's face was full of horror. His palm was very different from the previous one, but he used a secret technique. In an instant, his whole body's true qi and part of his qi and blood erupted, making his palm's power double. above.

But I didn't expect that even if it was like this, it would still be pushed back by that sword glow.

Moreover, using the secret skill to instantly increase the combat power also has to pay a price. At this time, the Qi and blood in Mo Xie's body has lost at least one-fifth.

Mo Xie's sudden surge in combat power also attracted the attention of the top ten geniuses and the crowd in the stands. They didn't expect that this Mo Xie actually had a trump card.

"Oh my God, this Mo Xie is so scary, he still has spare energy..."

"It's amazing, the combat power has at least doubled. This strength is Tianlang, and it can be a battle!"

"It seems that before, when he fought with Ye Dingtian and Taishiyu, he didn't do his best at all!"

"Smart, hidden until now, every trump card will directly affect the ranking of the top ten geniuses."

"..."

The voices of discussion in the stands, as well as the solemn gazes of the top ten geniuses, all indicated that changes may occur in this ranking battle of the top ten geniuses at any time.

"The strength is okay! It's a pity... you still have to lose!"

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, the Clear Sky Sword in his hand trembled, and in an instant, the sword light burst into the sky...

"Nine Swords of Indefiniteness!"

At this moment, Chu Yan directly cast the second form of "Sword of Execution", which is also Chu Yan's strongest sword at present!

The sword is in the sky, the world is silent, the sword shadow spreads out of the void, and disappears into it.

"Chu Yan, I will never lose to you...!"

When Mo Xie saw the sword shadow disappear, his eyes suddenly widened, and when his heart suddenly became alert, he roared up to the sky, and his whole body qi and blood surged again, and it suddenly shot out.

This bloody hand, covering half of the sky, rolled towards Chu Yan like a cloud of blood.

boom!

The huge blood palm finally forced out the sword shadow in the void. The palm print and the sword shadow alternated, and the scattered blood light dyed the whole sky red.

The sword qi broke through the palm print and continued to charge forward, but was blocked by another palm force, and burst out again, the sword light and the palm print collapsed at the same time.

Mo Xie's figure was recoiled by the explosive energy in front of him, and his figure retreated a hundred steps.

"It's over!"

Chu Yan snorted softly and used the sword again!

The Haotian Sword fired several lines of sword energy in a row, forming six rows of seven, forming a sword net, setting off the sky-high sword energy, and shrouded Mo Xie away.

The thirteen vertical and horizontal swords of the Heaven Punishing Sword were fully displayed.

boom! boom! boom!

Mo Xie's bloody eyes, like a dying beast, shone with blood, and his palms kept shooting out, and the bloody hands slammed into the sky, constantly smashing towards the faster and faster sword net.

However, no matter how he stimulated his true qi, the bloody hand slapped on the dazzling sword net, and he couldn't even block the speed of the sword net, so he exploded all of them...

All the blood palms were strangled.

At this time, Jian Wang had already fallen, and it was only a few dozen steps away from Mo Xie.

Mo Xie's blood pupils trembled constantly, and behind him was the edge of the battlefield. Either he collided with the sword net or jumped off the stage, there was no other way.

Finally, Mo Xie's body was shocked, and he stepped down in a flash, choosing to save his life!

Mo Xie... Defeat!

At this point, everyone in the stands already knows that Chu Yan's strength is probably only Zhan Wuji who can beat him steadily.

Mo Xie jumped off the stage, and the golden-armored God of War behind Chu Yan began to plunder his spiritual power.

His God of War spirit pattern is as high as sixty-eight zhang, incomparably tall, and under the winning streak, the power of the spirit pattern has not lost a single cent.

After the plunder, Chu Yan's Golden Armored War God rushed to eighty-four zhang, and currently ranks third!