Super Sect System

Chapter 180 Okay, why cut your palm? (twenty four)

"But the four of you and I are all practicing close pulse techniques."

"Then who can fight remotely?"

"Only Twelve practiced the long-distance pulse technique. Although his bloodline three-payment is a lower-grade yellow-level pulse technique, it has already been completed, but at this time, he is lacking in skills."

"The bloodline of the consummation level has three salaries. I didn't expect Twelve to practice hard enough. Six, you go to take over for Twelve to fight against the Tong Xuan Realm with swords." In a few short breaths, Ye San made the next plan plan, and then shouted in a deep voice, "Twelve, back."

After hearing these words, Ye Twelve, who had been in an inseparable fight with Yu Mo, immediately felt his pulse. The pulse energy in the whole body condensed into a group, and with the wave of Ye Twelve's arms, they all went towards Yu Moluo. Yu Mo slashed twelve swords in a row, and the twelve sword qi slashed at the pressing group of pulse qi, but the sword qi entered and directly turned into nothingness, but when there were more sword qi, the defensive ability of the group of pulse qi disappeared no deposit.

At this moment, Ye Twelve immediately retreated, and Ye Liu immediately stepped forward to make up for it, fighting Yu Mo with his sword.

Ye Liu broke out like a tiger, and even slashed at Yu Mo seven or eight times, each time Yu Mo retreated a step, "Friend, let me play with you?"

"Six swords!"

Yu Mo's expression froze, his brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at the person who came, and at the same time he shook off the remaining force left by the saber with his hands.

Ye Liu smiled and said: "My friend has good eyesight, so he knows my sword technique. But it's a pity, I don't know your nameless sword technique."

The voice just fell.

Yeliu's expression froze instantly.

Because there was a sound of a knife breaking behind him, when he turned around, he saw that the Huangquan Blood Drinking Knife in his hand was broken into two pieces - the knife and stick collided, and the Biluo Huangquan Knife, which cut iron like mud, was even more fragile than a wooden stick .

It was because of this distraction that Yu Mo's sword energy came towards him. In panic, Ye Liu hurriedly used the knife to block it, and the sword qi in his hand instantly dispelled several sword qi, but was still struck by the remaining two free-wheeling sword qi, one on the shoulder and the other on the arm, blood gushed out immediately And flow.

"How dare you be distracted!"

Yu Mo shouted with a smile, raised his sword, and came directly towards Ye Liu.

Ye Liu's complexion suddenly paled like snow, and when he stared at Yu Mo, he said in astonishment: "The prodigal son's sword technique, you are the prodigal son's sword Yu Mo!"

Yu Mo responded with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you, my reputation is a little bit bigger than yours."

Ye Liu couldn't help cursing in his heart.

How could the prodigal son sword appear here?

Damn it, facing East Lake's famous prodigal son sword, I actually took it lightly.

However, regret was useless. After too much blood flowed, Ye Liu's back steps were as soft as a sponge.

"Six! Six... Twelve, hurry up." After calling Ye Liu to no avail, Ye San suddenly became angry, and immediately asked Ye Twelve to act quickly, while he raised the knife in his hand to meet Yu Mo , after picking away the fatal sword he gave Ye Liu, the pulse door trembled, and he immediately slashed out a knife, and wrestled with him.

Prodigal Sword!

Now even the gentleman sword with the best swordsmanship in Donghu has come.

He also wants to kill the other party to avenge Ye Liu.

At this time, Ye Twelve nodded after hearing Ye San's words, and his eyes fell on the scene of Wen Ping fighting with his own people.

Every time the three of the Tongxuan Realm performed their saber techniques, they would be picked up by Wen Ping with a stick. However, when Wen Ping smashed it down with a stick, they didn't dare to block it with the Huangquan Blood Drinking Knife. They all knew the consequences of this stage, the Huangquan Blood Drinking Knife would become paper-like, it would curl when touched, and it would break if a little more force was applied.

And the Tong Xuan Realm used did not have a knife, so he could only fight in close quarters.

That body was more than a little bit weaker than Huang Quan's Blood Drinking Knife, and it was estimated that the bones would be broken immediately when the stick hit it.

Seeing this scene, Ye Twelve was secretly startled.

A person who didn't open the pulse door, just relying on a stick, unexpectedly suppressed three Tongxuan realm and beat them. No one would believe it if it was said, and it would be even less believed if it was said that someone from Bi Luo Huang Quan was beaten like this.

Sure enough, offering a reward of 50 white crystals is not easy.

This time the temptation was considered to be a big problem. Not only did his side lose troops, but it also made other forces who wanted to earn rewards take them as a lesson from the past.

Swish!

Ye Twelve Huangquan drew up the blood-drinking knife, cut a knife in the palm of his left hand, then threw away the Biluo Huangquan knife, and immediately made a fist. The blood directly stained half of the palm red at this moment, and the blood just kept dripping down, but Ye Twelve didn't care about it at all. With Ye Twelve's pulse door trembling, the originally blue pulse instantly turned into a blood-red pulse.

The pulse qi rises and then spreads out, making the smell of blood completely blend into and permeate the air, and just smelling it will make people feel depressed.

Seeing this scene, Murong Chi in the distance didn't care about Yang Xi's willingness to retreat, raised his hand to grab her, and pulled her away.

"Let's go, this guy is performing a consummation-level secret technique, and there will be no human beings or animals within a hundred meters!"

Murong Chi was surprised inwardly, all the people in Bi Luo Huang Quan are really perverted, they are clearly in the lower realm of Tongxuan, but they have practiced Huang-level low-grade pulse technique to perfection, and used their own blood to turn it into a secret. surgery.

This method is already comparable to some Tongxuan middle realms, right?

At the moment Murong Chi retreated, the three Tongxuans who had been wrestling with Wen Ping also hurriedly retreated.

Seeing this, Wen Ping smiled faintly, got up to catch up, and smashed the fire stick directly on the back of one of them. There was only a click, and the sound of a broken spine came, and the man's eyes suddenly brightened, like an extinguished candle, and he fell to the ground dimly.

Seeing that one of his companions fell down again, and the retreating pace of one person stopped, he couldn't help cursing: "Damn it! Why is that stick so wicked!"

The other person quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't worry about it, Twelve is already using his blood and three salaries."

"The cultivation of the Wugou body is for nothing?" The man cursed bitterly in his heart, and then stepped back quickly.

Three bloodlines, strong!

But the six relatives do not recognize.

They could only retreat and let Ye Twelve and One fight Wen Ping alone.

At the moment when the two retreated, the corner of Ye Twelve's mouth twitched, showing a bright smile, "Boy, your weapon can be called the top ten magic weapon in East Lake, but unfortunately, my own strength is too weak. "

After the words fell, Ye Twelve's palm spread out, revealing the blood-stained palm.

At this moment, countless red firewood characters flew out of the palm of his hand, overwhelming Wen Ping like a swarm of bees.

"Unless you can escape, as long as you are contaminated with this bloodline fire, your blood will instantly catch fire like an oil lamp, and burn yourself to death with your own blood."

Accompanied by Ye Twelve's words, Wen Ping raised his head and looked at the red firewood that was pressing in his eyes, "Blood? Okay, why do you say you use your own blood to amplify your moves?"

Burn the fire stick in one fell swoop!

A ray of evil light flashed through the dark red Blood-devouring Orb.

Inconspicuous, when the light faded away, the bloody aura around it, as well as the red torches all over the sky, were immediately swallowed by it forcefully.

"No!"

Ye Twelve showed a look of horror.

His own secret technique was devoured by that wooden stick.

At this moment, Yang Lele, who was about to retreat, stopped, and then looked at the fire stick in surprise, "Look, the fire stick has swallowed that secret technique!"

"Wow, this..."

"The fire stick is too strong, isn't it?"

When Qin Shan and the others were discussing, Yun Liao said from the side, "This should be a blood-devouring bead. The black-hearted old man refined it. Its function is to suck human blood and nourish itself."

Huancheng responded, "That's right, there is a blood-eating bead on the fire stick. Then this friend cut his own hand, isn't he just looking for death?"

Huai Ye couldn't help but said in a low voice: "I really believed in evil, the suzerain also lied to us that we did it by ourselves, and now the blood-devouring beads have come out."

Yang Xi said: "The suzerain must have been to Qingyunmen, and then lied to Xiaofan."

Accompanied by the discussion of the crowd, Twelve Nights and Six Nights have become human affairs!

The blackened skin covered the bones, and the mouth was still wide open, unable to close.

Murong Chi stared blankly at the scene in front of him, took Yang Xi's hand and sent it down, allowing Yang Xi to run back.

Looking back at Wen Ping, he finally realized that he had misread the Immortal Sect in front of him.

With this magic weapon called the burning stick, Tongxuan will be sent to death if he comes to the lower realm.

No wonder the Hundred Sects Alliance will be kicked out.

(I wanted to use the author's words to let everyone see my warning, but I thought that there are still friends who watch pirated copies, so I will say a word at the end of the chapter. Remember: Do not borrow money online. My friend, borrowed tens of thousands, Not yet, he committed suicide... I just found out today that his ashes were sent back yesterday afternoon.)