Chapter 1943 Dead

Dead

"Kang Shengtian wants to challenge you!"

Huang Zheng shouted in his ear with a smile.

"Oh, let's challenge it."

Sheng Er walked out lazily.

Kang Shengtian was extremely happy when he saw his appearance.

If you fight a confused dragon, wouldn't you have a good chance of escaping?

"This Brother Long is called Sheng Er, right?"

Kang Shengtian held his fist and said.

"Oh, it's me. Sect Master Kang, please take action. I was a little confused in my sleep and just too lazy to take action."

Seiji yawned.

"Then I won't be polite, let's see!"

Kang Shengtian's divine power turned, and his whole body suddenly turned red.

While saying this, he used the bleeding light fighting technique, and his figure flashed and appeared behind Sheng Er instantly.

"Blood Palm!"

With a pop, he slashed at Sheng Er's neck.

This is a trick that mixes reality and reality.

If Sheng Er dodges, he will make a real move. If Sheng Er cannot dodge, he will make a feint move.

He doesn't want to win or lose, he just wants to run.

Because he knew that even if he won, Zhang Xing would not let him go.

Therefore, he planned to fight with Sheng Eryou, preferably to the sky.

That way, he would have a chance to escape.

The ideal is plump, the reality is skinny!

Seiji neither dodges nor directly attacks.

Instead, he grabbed it with his backhand!

Snap!

Kang Shengtian's bloody palm was caught by him.

hey-hey!

Seiji grinned.

The boss used this trick before, and I also succeeded.

Kang Shengtian's expression changed. This Sheng Er's reaction speed must have been too fast.

After struggling hard, his expression changed again!

Seiji's hand seemed to be connected with his wrist, unable to break free.

"The boss asks you to hand over the treasure, so just be obedient.

It's no use playing tricks on us.

You can't beat any of the brothers here. "

Sheng Er was still talking lazily.

But while he was speaking, he clenched his fingers vigorously.

Kaka!

Several bone-breaking sounds sounded at the same time.

hiss!

Kang Shengtian's wrist was crushed, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Break!"

He gritted his teeth and with a bang, a shower of blood burst out from his wrist.

Self-destructing his wrist to escape from Sheng Er's control.

"Huh? Quite decisive!"

Sheng Er looked at the blood mist on his hands with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Blood Escape!"

Kang Shengtian knew that he could not delay it any longer.

He immediately used the Blood Escape Technique, and his whole body exploded, with countless blood droplets shooting out in all directions.

As long as a drop of blood can fly out, he has hope of survival.

Such a weird and cruel technique cannot be practiced by ordinary monks, and there is no way to deal with it.

Unfortunately, he met Sheng Er!

"You're going to run away as soon as we fight?"

Seiji scratched his head as he spoke, looking a bit honest.

"I wonder if my fear talent method can deal with you?"

Buzz!

An invisible ripple radiated from Sheng Er's brain.

The countless blood drops that instantly surpassed Kang Shengtian's explosion.

Every drop of blood contains a powerful soul of Kang Shengtian.

As long as there is enough blood, this drop of his blood has the energy to resurrect his entire soul.

The more blood drops that can escape, the shorter his recovery time will be.

He didn't expect that Sheng Er's innate skill was actually for controlling the soul.

When all the ripples of fear enveloped his soul, Kang Shengtian felt sad

.

Xue Drop, who was still scrambling to escape, suddenly became confused.

That’s right, it’s just a moment of confusion.

His soul is not as powerful as the holy dragon, let alone divided into countless parts.

Puff puff puff…

His weak souls simply cannot withstand the control of Sheng Er.

When the ripples of fear passed, all the blood drops in the sky turned into blood mist.

A clang!

A storage ring fell to the ground.