Shamanism kills the god

"Hey..., you really have some skills!"

Xue Wuying screamed, seeing the needle-like long hair suddenly appearing in front of his eyes, he didn't dare to easily block its sharpness. _!~; With a sway of his body, he stepped aside, "Quack quack, come on, taste the power of my weeping blood claw!"

Changing direction at high speed, speeding up the attack, and slamming down with one claw...

Xue Wuying's movements were done in one go, without any bluntness or suddenness, as if what he just did was just a false move.Compared with the previous period of time, the speed is almost doubled, and the bloody claws are even more frightening. Obviously, after a period of meditation in the depths of the blood sea, the strength has improved greatly, and the ancient magical powers that can be displayed are getting stronger and stronger. More and more, one step closer to returning to its heyday.

"It's just in time, you should also taste the taste of my Liuyun sleeve!"

The third day of junior high school let out a cold snort, and his eyes lit up.

The speed of the Demon God Specter Xue Wuying was too fast, he was close at hand in an instant, and there was no time to dodge.In the blink of an eye, his long hair suddenly transformed from hard and sharp thorns into soft and tough ropes, wrapping around Xue Wuying's suddenly outstretched right hand.At the same time, two empty sleeves slapped Xue Wuying's face with a huff.

puff……

Xue Wuying's skinny claws left five bloody scratches on Chu San's chest.

It's a pity that before he could pull back and retreat quickly, his right hand was entangled by countless long hairs.Then, there was a burning pain on his face, and he was slapped hard by the two sleeves of the third grader.The pain was on the face, and the spirit in his mind shook suddenly, and quickly dimmed, with fine cracks appearing.The headache was splitting, as if the head had been hit hard by a big hammer.

Flowing Cloud Sleeve Palm!

After inheriting the mantle of Master Sin Slave, Chu San mastered the unique supernatural powers of Tiancanmen. |i^The long hair that looks ordinary to others is his deadly weapon; the two empty sleeves are also very powerful, implying a terrifying soul attack!

Being pulled by his two sleeves, even Xue Wuying, the ghost of the demon god, felt that his soul was broken in an instant, and his three souls and seven souls were almost defeated!

"Okay, that's a good move, Liuyun Sleeve Palm, but you're doomed, quack quack!"

Xue Wuying, who was badly injured, nearly lost his soul and was entangled in his right hand by long hair, did not panic, but smiled evilly, "Quack, burst, burst, burst..."

bang...

Before Xue Wuying, the demon ghost, could finish his sentence, there was an ear-shattering muffled sound within Chusan's body, as if something had exploded inside him.

In an instant, he stepped back a few steps, and involuntarily let go of the long hair wrapped around Xue Wuying's right hand.His face was pale, a streak of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and the true energy in his body fluctuated in disorder, and he was seriously injured in an instant.

Weeping Blood Claw!

After a period of meditation in the sea of ​​blood, Xue Wuying's ancient supernatural power that made the masters of the world fear in the past has reappeared in the world!

Mu Feng, the great blood refining witch, is also good at attacking the blood of the enemy.But the difference is that Mu Feng is refining blood to seize the sun, plundering the enemy's Yang energy and blood energy with one move; but he, the former ancient demon god, is just the opposite, after tearing the enemy's physical defense with one scratch, he takes a drop of his own blood. The blood is sucked into the enemy's body without anyone noticing.The next moment, he used his powerful divine sense to control the drop of blood to explode like a bomb.

Suddenly, without any precautions, ordinary masters will lose their skin if they don't die under this move. At least, their internal organs will be damaged, and at worst, they will be torn apart on the spot and blown to pieces!

call……

After the two sides clashed head-on, Qiqi flew out backwards.

Xue Wuying laughed superficially, as if he had the upper hand, but secretly he was awe-inspiring, not daring to be careless in the slightest.Until now, there is still a burning pain on the face, and the spirit is broken.As for the third grader standing opposite, his face was serious, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.If you watch carefully, you can also find that his long hair is constantly shaking slightly, and his body is trembling uncontrollably.Apparently, the weeping blood claws of the demon ghost Xue Wuying also caused him a lot of damage.

Each show their magical powers, evenly matched!

The first contest between Chu San and Xue Wuying, two masters in the painting world, was short and swift, and they showed their respective strengths in a flash, which was thrilling!

"Okay, okay, all good, they are all top masters in our painting world!"

Mu Feng nodded, stood sideways between the two of them without showing any traces, and continued calmly: "Okay, it's the first time we meet, enough is enough, let's end today's contest. Let me introduce you, this is blood Wuying, a former ancient demon god; this is the third grader, a little brother I knew a long time ago!"

Seeing that the two of them were attacking viciously and fiercely, Mu Feng's eyelids twitched, and he didn't dare to let them continue fighting.

The power of the demon ghost Xue Wuying is far from restored to its heyday, and the damage caused to him by the joint efforts of the ancient great sages has not been fully recovered, and the junior three who just came back from Amethyst Mountain with him were hit by Zao Wou-ki. The Qijue Duanyang Fist also suffered serious injuries.At this time, if they continue to fight, it will undoubtedly hurt both sides.

"The third day of junior high school? Good name, this name is good, quack quack!"

Xue Wuying chuckled, looked up and down at the blank-looking third-year junior with empty sleeves, then shook his head and said, "No, my lord, we must not let it go like this. How old is he, and how many years have I, Xue Wuying, practiced?" The ancients said that there is a sequence of hearing, and the ranking must be in order, right? If you are really not convinced, then let’s fight again! Today we have to score and see who is the number one in the painting world Master, quack quack!"

Xue Wuying shook his head while talking, and laughed loudly.

In the eyes of others, it is incomparably arrogant.However, looking at the evil smile on his face, Mu Feng understood that he was just unwilling to be lonely.It's rare to have an evenly matched opponent, and it's just itching to find the opponent to compete with.

"If you want to fight or kill, I will accompany you at any time!"

On the third day of junior high school, his expression was indifferent and blank.

In front of Mu Feng, he would say a few more words, but in front of other people, he was cold and taciturn!

"Quack quack, okay, this is a bit of a master! Let's go, let's go directly to the depths of the blood sea, and compete again to see who is the number one master in the painting world, quack quack. But, look at you kid For the seriousness of the injury, come with me first, recuperate at the bottom of the sea, recover to the peak strength, and then come to a hearty battle!"

Xue Wuying laughed loudly, took the lead, stepped on the waves, and appeared thousands of meters away before he could finish speaking. He turned his head to look at the junior three who followed closely, and dived into the rough sea of ​​blood to heal his injuries at the bottom of the sea. up.Behind him, the thin third grader bowed to Mu Feng from a distance to salute, then turned around and also dived into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

"These two guys!"

Looking at the waves created by Xue Wuying and Chusan after entering the water, Mu Feng shook his head.With a flash of his figure, he was in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, away from the vast land, and his body sank slowly.

For him, a blood witch, the sea of ​​blood is the best holy place for cultivation and healing, and it contains endless energy.

Whether he can heal his wounds quickly and return to his heyday; even after consolidating his previous stage of Daoist Realm, he can advance to another level depends on this move!