Fantasy: Infinite Lottery Draw System

Chapter 239 The Power of the Blood Soul Pill

Where the blood glow passed, the void vibrated, making a 'clicking' sound.

Seeing this, Xiao Tianyang didn't panic, and quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Xue Wuming's move.

"Puff!"
"Chi Chi!"
However, before Xiao Tianyang could heave a sigh of relief, Xue Wuming came after him again, and the long knife in his hand slashed fiercely on the ground again. Suddenly, a deep ravine was split on the extremely hard stone slab, and a wave of A powerful shock wave spread along the stone slab.

Although Xue Wuming's strength is only at the fifth rank of Meridian Realm, he is able to exert a power beyond the peak of ninth rank of Meridian Realm, which shows the terrifying effect of the Blood Soul Pill.

Xiao Tianyang secretly rejoiced in his heart, if he hadn't broken through to the foundation building stage, he would have died in the hands of Xue Wuming today.

The long knife in Xue Wuming's hand slashed out continuously, each move was extremely fierce and domineering, with a touch of destructive power, Xiao Tianyang felt the danger, and he didn't dare to neglect any more, he quickly circulated his vitality and poured it on the long sword. Unleashed three sword qi, and attacked Xue Wuming, forcing Xue Wuming back tens of feet away, his face was slightly pale, obviously consuming a lot of Xuanyuan power.

"Blood Nameless, your time of death has arrived!"
Xiao Tianyang stepped forward, his figure turned into a phantom, and appeared beside Xue Wuming in an instant, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand swept down towards Xue Wuming again.

"Damn it, I'm fighting with you!"
Xue Wuming's eyes were red and his face was full of madness. With a loud roar, the long knife in his hand swept out and slashed at Xiao Tianyang.

"boom!"
The long knife in Xue Wuming's hand collided with Xiao Tianyang's long sword, and a deafening sound erupted.

Xiao Tianyang's face darkened, and he felt his jaws were split open, blood was flowing continuously, and a huge counter-shock force gushed out from the knife, causing him to retreat a few steps, the expression on his face changed slightly, revealing a touch of fear look.

"It's such a terrifying blood soul pill, it can't even be blocked by my Xuanyuanli shield!"
Xiao Tianyang secretly sighed in his heart, he didn't want to continue to fight with Xue Wuming, he rose violently and shot towards the distance, ready to leave this ghost place.

But just after Xiao Tianyang's figure took off, Xue Wuming shot again, and once again rushed towards Xiao Tianyang, as if vowing to tear Xiao Tianyang into pieces.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Tianyang tapped his toes on the ground, his body was like a cheetah, he rushed to Xue Wuming's side at an extremely fast speed, and stabbed Xue Wuming's neck with a sword. The fierce wind.

Sensing the killing intent behind him, Xue Wuming couldn't help but his face changed drastically, and his figure quickly moved a little to the left, narrowly avoiding Xiao Tianyang's sword.

"Pfft!"
However, the Qingfeng sword in Xiao Tianyang's hand did not stop, and the sword light was still slashing straight at Xue Wuming's throat, and a wisp of blood spurted out.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a bloodthirsty light in his pupils.

This Xue Wuming is not only much stronger than himself, but also has such weird methods, he must not continue to entangle with him, otherwise, he must be the one who will be hurt in the end, and maybe he will have to take his own life , Thinking of this, Xiao Tianyang stimulated the vitality in his body again, and majestic vitality surged out along the blue long sword in Xiao Tianyang's hand, turning into a giant vitality sword, and assassinated Xue Wuming again.

"Little bastard, since you are looking for death, this old man will help you!"
Xue Wuming shouted angrily, and the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed at Xiao Tianyang's Jianhui, and at the same time, a surging aura erupted from his body, the power of the knife, like a continuous river, slashed fiercely at Xiao Tianyang past.

When Xiao Tianyang saw this, there was no trace of fear on his face, but a cold light burst out from his eyes.

"Since you are looking for death yourself, then I will fulfill you!"
Xiao Tianyang's wrist trembled slightly, and the vitality sword in his hand slashed down at Xue Wuming's long knife again. At the same time, Xiao Tianyang's right fist blasted out, a terrifying fist glow mixed with a fiery breath, fiercely aimed at Xue Wuming's long knife. Nameless's chest bombarded the past.

"Bang bang bang!"
The fists and palms intersected, and suddenly, a wave of terrifying energy rippled out, setting off ripples visible to the naked eye in the air, scattered and splashed, making Xiao Tianyang and Xue Wuming take a step back at the same time.

Xiao Tianyang's retreat speed is much slower than that of Xue Wuming, but Xue Wuming's strength has only just stepped into the fifth rank of the Meridian Realm, and has not stepped into the seventh rank of the Meridian Realm, so Xiao Tianyang did not fall in the process of retreating. defeat.

Both of them took a few steps back. After Xiao Tianyang stood firm, he looked at Xue Wuming solemnly, and a serious look appeared on his face.

Xue Wuming also looked at Xiao Tianyang, his expression extremely ugly.

Originally, he thought that he had taken the Blood Soul Pill, and with his strong strength, he should be able to take Xiao Tianyang down, but what he never thought was that Xiao Tianyang's combat experience was so rich that he didn't even have the slightest advantage .

"Damn boy! Why can't I take the Blood Soul Pill to help him!"
The corner of Xue Wuming's mouth was gloomy, and his eyes were full of ferocity and resentment. He didn't believe that Xiao Tianyang won by relying on his own strength. He must have taken some kind of elixir, or used some special martial arts secret technique to win. Winning, but no matter what the reason is, I can't let this kid go, I must kill him with my own hands.

Thinking of this, Xue Wuming held the long knife tightly in both hands, and once again waved the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Xiao Tianyang. Everything is so normal, it makes people look frightened.

The blood evil spirit on Xue Wuming's body became more intense, like a tide, rolling layer by layer, a terrifying aura permeated his body, like a killing demon descending, it made people feel palpitating.

"Boy, today, you don't want to escape!"
Xue Wuming let out a low growl, and slashed at Xiao Tianyang's head with the long knife in his hand.

Facing Xue Wuming's sharp blade light, Xiao Tianyang's expression remained unchanged, his figure swiftly dodged the opponent's attack, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand kept slashing at Xue Wuming.

The two fought together again, and the two figures kept fighting on the long yellow sand of the mountain. The sword lights and sword shadows, the sword light crisscrossed, and the collision between the sword light and the sword light caused the entire yellow sand to be rolled up within ten meters. High, forming a huge vortex.

Seeing this, Xiao Tianyang didn't dare to be careless.

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