Fantasy: Infinite Lottery Draw System

The Frost Snow Sword in Fang Qingxue's hand was still firmly in front of Sun Dianchen's neck, only three centimeters away from his throat!

"hiss!!"
Sun Dianchen took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disbelief!
"Little bitch, I didn't expect you to have a spirit-level element!!"
Sun Dianchen's eyes widened, and there was a hint of greed in the depths of his eyes.

Spirit level element!
On the Shenwu Continent, spirit-level artifacts are extremely rare, and a single spirit-level artifact is enough to drive a strong person in the infantile realm crazy!
"Humph!"
Fang Qingxue ignored the greedy look in Sun Dianchen's eyes, flicked the Frost Snow Sword in his hand, and stabbed at Sun Dianchen again.

"boom!!"
Sun Dianchen's body was filled with blood mist, holding the scimitar in both hands, blocking Fang Qingxue's attack!

"boom!"
"boom!"
The two of you come and go, the speed is extremely fast, every time there is a roar, a burst of sparks overflows.

Neither of them used any secret martial arts, and they competed with each other's physical and soul power with pure strength.

"Crack! Crack!"
Sun Dianchen's scimitar was covered with cracks, and it was about to shatter completely.

"boom!"
There was another loud noise, and Sun Dianchen's hands were split open, and a trace of blood flowed out!

"Crack!"
Another crack, Sun Dianchen's arms were broken shoulder to shoulder!
"Pfft!"
Sun Dianchen opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, with a look of despair in the depths of his eyes!
Now that Sun Dianchen's hands are disabled, there is no way to continue fighting!

"Little bitch! I give up! I give up!!"
Sun Dianchen begged for mercy loudly, he couldn't care about anything else!

At this time, he doesn't care about his face, saving his life is the most important thing!
"late!"
Fang Qingxue snorted coldly, raised the Frost Snow Sword in her hand, and with a "ding", a blood bead on Sun Dianchen's wrist flew out!
"Huh!"
With a wave of the Frost Snow Sword, the fierce sword light shot towards Sun Dianchen!

"Boom!"
Sun Dianchen covered his chest with his hands, and blood gushed out of his mouth. His body was thrown away by a violent force, and he slammed into a towering ancient tree in the yard!

"Crack!"
This ancient tree couldn't bear the impact, and broke in two instantly!

Sun Dianchen lay on the ground, twitching all over, motionless, his eyelids drooping, and there was no movement at all.

"Wheeze!"
Fang Qingxue was panting heavily, her pretty face was pale, sweat was seeping from her forehead, her hair was sticky and stuck to her cheeks, she looked exhausted.

"Little bitch, you wait, my Blood Demon Sect will not let you go, you can't escape!"
Sun Dianchen's weak voice sounded, he raised his head with difficulty, staring at Fang Qingxue, his face was ferocious, full of resentment and anger!
"Hmph!" Fang Qingxue snorted coldly, ignoring Sun Dianchen.

"boom!"
Sun Dianchen's body shook violently, dense cracks appeared on his body, and blood kept gushing out!

There was a loud "bang", and Sun Dianchen was chopped into pieces!
Fang Qingxue sat on the ground panting heavily.

Xiao Tianyang's tense heart finally relaxed, Sun Dianchen was finally killed by Fang Qingxue.

Just now, Sun Dianchen's state was so weird that it made Xiao Tianyang feel horrified.

"call!"
Fang Qingxue was panting heavily, her pretty face was pale, and her forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat. She stretched out her slender hand to wipe the fragrant sweat on her forehead.

Xiao Tianyang stood up from the ground: "Senior Sister Fang, are you okay?"

Fang Qingxue nodded slightly: "I'm fine, Junior Brother, hurry up and recuperate, this place is the territory of the Blood Demon Sect after all, I don't know what kind of strong they will send out."

Hearing Fang Qingxue's words, Xiao Tianyang also nodded slightly. His current injury is indeed serious, and he must adjust his breath immediately to recover.

Afterwards, Xiao Tianyang found a stone and sat cross-legged, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Time passed slowly, and a day passed in a blink of an eye.

In a day, Xiao Tianyang had fully recovered. He felt a surge of power flooding his body, as if he would tear the sky apart once he made a move.

During this period of time, the strong men of the Blood Demon Sect did not send anyone to seek revenge, and it is unknown what tricks they were planning.

During this period of time, Fang Qingxue has already recovered seven or eighty percent of his strength, while Dong Baishan has only recovered [-] to [-] percent of his strength. After all, in the previous battle, Dong Baishan was the most injured, so in just one day, he recovered Not many.

As for Song Hui, he had fled long ago and never showed up. Dongbaishan didn't intend to spend any time on Song Hui.

After all, we're all of the same clan, we're out there trying to engage the enemy, and you're getting cold feet.

Even if Song Hui and Dong Baishan belong to Ye Xuankong's lineage, Dong Baishan doesn't intend to pay attention to Song Hui.

And Zhao Wuji and others have not been far away during this time, he and his followers are protecting Fang Qingxue and others.

Even if it was Xiao Tianyang whose realm was not as good as theirs, their hearts were full of respect at this moment.

After the fight with Sun Dianchen, everyone could see that, except for Fang Qingxue, Xiao Tianyang was the strongest.

The impact of this battle on everyone is really too great, they are now convinced by Xiao Tianyang!

"Om!"
A ray of light blue aura escaped from Fang Qingxue's body, her body trembled, and she opened her eyes.

Fang Qingxue looked at Xiao Tianyang, shook her head slightly, and said that she was not seriously injured, so that Xiao Tianyang could heal with peace of mind.

Xiao Tianyang nodded when he heard the words, and immediately sat cross-legged on the lawn, and began to exercise his energy and adjust his breath.

Time passed, and several hours passed.

Xiao Tianyang finally opened his eyes.

"Senior Sister, this secret realm has been blocked by members of the Blood Demon Sect. I don't know what the hell they are planning."

Xiao Tianyang frowned slightly and said, he was also a little puzzled.

"I think the Blood Demon Sect should be preparing for a blood sacrifice." Fang Qingxue frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Blood sacrifice?" Xiao Tianyang was puzzled.

Fang Qingxue nodded slightly: "It is an ancient sorcery of the Blood Demon Sect. It is said that it can completely absorb the power of a monk through this kind of sacrificial method. It is extremely sinister."

"However, I have only heard of it. It is said that this kind of sorcery was destroyed when the Blood Demon Sect fell thousands of years ago. However, our current situation reminds me of this kind of magic."

"Blood sacrifice? Do they want to improve their cultivation through blood sacrifice?"
Xiao Tianyang's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help guessing.

"There is such a possibility!"
Fang Qingxue nodded and said, "It is said that those who have been absorbed will eventually lose their consciousness and become puppets of the Blood Demon Sect!"