Global Awakening: The Strongest Death Row Prisoner

"Well...I have to thank you..."

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader walked towards Ning Jue step by step.

At this moment, he seemed to have absolute confidence.

It was completely different from the previous panic.

Dacheng's dragon-blooded body is no longer invincible.

"I originally thought that the completion of Dragon Blood would have to wait a few years."

"I didn't expect that my men were not all useless. They devoured so many people and completed their goal ahead of schedule!"

"If you hadn't forced me to recover the dragon's blood in advance, I really wouldn't have discovered it, and I would have wasted several more years."

The Dragon Blood Cult Master had a satisfied smile on his face.

Beside Ning Jue, two swords were floating in the air, pointing at the Dragon Blood Cult Leader, trembling and buzzing.

"Why do you want to suck my sister's blood?"

Ning Jue stared at him and asked.

Ning Xia is a sick and weak mortal without any special powers. What is the use of drawing her blood?

The leader of the Dragon Blood Cult stopped, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You don't know what's in her?"

Ning Jue shook his head slowly.

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader laughed.

"Hahahaha!! You risked your life to save her, I must have a deep bond!"

"But you don't know who she is, what a huge irony!"

"I won't tell you, just die with doubts!"

His face was full of pride and he rushed towards Ning Jue.

Ning Jue raised his eyebrows.

The two swords slashed away instantly, aiming at the reverse scales under his neck.

But the leader of the Dragon Blood Cult tightly covered the scales with his hands, and the blade could only hit the scales on the back of his hands.

Click!

The scales on the back of his hand split into two large holes, but they failed to penetrate.

He actually withstood the slashes of two swords!

The wound healed quickly and was no longer visible.

The current defense and self-healing power of the Dragon Blood Cult Master are already comparable to those of A-level superpower users!

The huge bloody hand covering the sky suddenly struck with its claws!

Ning Jue could hear the roar of the dragon's blood that made up the bloody hand, as if it was trying to eat him up.

Ning Jue hugged her sister and used Lingbo Weibu, her figure instantly became illusory!

Whoosh!

With one gentle step, the distance is ten meters.

He narrowly dodged the blow.

The black robe disappeared, and Ning Jue and her sister disappeared in an instant.

Invisible power!

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader looked at this scene with unspeakable horror in his eyes.

"How many trump cards do you have?"

He differentiated into a pool of blood.

The pool of blood moved crazily towards Ning Jue's location.

Under the sniff of dragon blood, the invisible power is completely meaningless!

Ning Jue broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and released his invisibility.

He tried his best to activate the Statik electric blade and slashed towards the Dragon Blood Cult Leader.

The Statik electric blade remained invisible, coming and going without a trace.

The lightning wrapped around the electric blade made a crackling sound of electricity.

brush!

The moment the sword blade passed by, the frightening golden thunder struck him.

Half of his body was torn apart by lightning.

The sword blade penetrated the Dragon Blood Cult Leader's body perfectly.

Even the scales of Dacheng's dragon-blooded body cannot withstand the power of the Statik electric blade slashing with all its strength. After all, it is an A-level weapon.

No matter what, it can't be killed at all.

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader had always been wary of this sword, so he kept covering the reverse scales on his neck, unable to really kill him.

The blood healed the wound immediately.

"give up……"

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader stepped forward and punched Ning Jue, sending him flying backwards.

Ning Xia also fell heavily to the ground.

A sneer appeared on his lips, thinking that he was sure of victory.

But the next moment.

A handleless black sword appeared between his neck.

The invisible black sword is inconspicuous.

He didn't feel it until it penetrated Ni Lin.

Boundless pain engulfed the Dragon Blood Cult Leader.

"ah!!!!"

The shrill screams made people's hearts tremble.

Ning Jue struggled to get up.

The blow he used to control the electric blade was just a cover to attract the attention of the Dragon Blood Cult Leader.

The real killing move is the hidden black sword.

When he relaxed and released his hands covering his neck, it was time for the Wolf Steel Sword to take action.

The scales on the Dragon Blood Cult Master's body suddenly shattered.

The blood flows.

His body suddenly went limp as if it was filled with pus.

"No!!!"

"Impossible, how could it end today after ten years of planning and hard training for Dragon Blood!!"

"Sacrifice your lifespan and melt the dragon's blood!"

His body trembled suddenly, the blood all over his body suddenly gathered, and he suddenly returned to his original state.

But the reverse scales on his neck were really broken.

The wolf steel sword stuck around his neck was squeezed by his muscles, and the arrogant force instantly shattered it!

The wolf steel sword split into thousands of pieces.

It splashed and fell to the ground, making a metallic sound.

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader raised his head again, his skin was aging and his hair was withered.

"I sacrificed my 50 years of life, but in the end I still saved my body with the blood of Jackie Chan!"

"You deserve to die!!!"

Although he barely maintained his cultivation.

But now, the Dragon Blood Cult Master may only have a few good years left.

He was so angry that he roared, all the muscles in his body bulged, smashed the floor with one step, and flew towards Ning Xia.

Obviously, he wants to kill him!

Ning Jue's wrists trembled, and her hands were empty.

Thousands of sword blade fragments on the ground were suspended in the air.

The next moment.

Thousands of blades rose up and arrived at Ning Xia's side in an instant!

The broken blades gathered together.

More than a thousand blade fragments protected Ning Xia.

Constructed into an arc.

The broken blade forms protection.

The dragon-blood leader's attack hit the broken blade shield and was blocked by layers of force, unable to hurt Ning Xia at all.

The broken sword blades were extremely small and light, so even if there were a thousand of them, Ning Jue could control them at the same time.

The leader of the Dragon Blood Cult was so angry that he pierced his heart with his palm and pulled out a large amount of dragon blood.

The splash of dragon blood formed the shadow of a giant beast.

It is the original owner of the blood, the Dragon Scale Taotie Beast, who looks like a hanging dragon made of blood.

"Blood dragon, kill!!"

The shadow of the giant beast made of blood exudes an unprecedented dangerous aura.

The whole room was shaking, and the cement and walls were peeling off layer by layer.

The giant beast suddenly charged towards Ning Xia!

This is the Dragon Blood Cult's most powerful killing move.

Ning Jue felt that her mental strength had bottomed out, and she bit the tip of her tongue to force herself to wake up.

Lingbo took a slight step and stepped lightly.

Ning Jue came to Ning Xia.

The Thousand Blades returned to their clan and formed an extremely thin long sword, thirty meters long!

Hurricanes and flames rose in the room at the same time.

Fire shot into the sky, filling the room.

The wind howled among the flames.

There are hundreds of wind knives burning with flames.

boom!

The wind and fire blade exploded instantly, filling the entire room.

Ning Jue pinched her wrist.

The Blade of Wind and Fire condensed in an instant with the Dragon Blood Cult Leader as the center!

The storm swallows it up!

The wind and fire blade with the ability to strangle finally broke through the scale defense of the Dragon Blood Cult Leader, cutting his flesh and blood into a blur.

The dragon's blood evaporated crazily.

A large string of white mist rose over the Blood Refining City.

"No! You are not my opponent!"

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader didn't believe this fact, and he became angry.

He desperately wanted to kill Ning Xia.

Ning Jue held the handleless thousand-edged sword, her wrist was cut and bleeding.

A sword.

Cut out.

A diagonal sword mark appeared throughout the room.

There is a smooth fracture in the cement wall, tables, chairs and benches.

The blood pool was cut into two halves.

The Dragon Blood Cult Master's dragon scales on his neck were severely damaged again.

This time, the already broken dragon scales were broken into two pieces.

All the scales on the Dragon Blood Cult's body were completely paralyzed, and the pus turned into blood.

The shadow of the giant beast made of blood suddenly lost its cohesion and turned into a waterfall of blood flowing all over the ground.

Blood everywhere.

The dragon blood on the ground seemed to have lost its vitality and seemed to be wailing and trembling.

They struggled to gather towards the Dragon Blood Cult Leader, wanting to possess him again.

But Ning Jue raised his hand to create a ring of fire to completely separate them from the Dragon Blood Cult Leader.

Ning Jue moved her fingers lightly.

The broken blade will automatically return to its normal shape and then be inserted back into its sheath.

The Dragon Blood Cult Leader was completely defeated.