Cultivation Fury Upgrade

Chapter 300 You Are Really Trash
surrender?

It is impossible, even if it is falling, Xue Tu will not choose to surrender.

As a majestic eighth-level reincarnation martial saint, just because of my own dignity, I told myself that I must not do this.

Lin Hao has decided that no matter how much the price is paid, he must be killed.

Once Xue Tu left, the consequences would be disastrous.

An eighth-level Samsara Martial Saint, once he descends to the Sky Sect, he will know what it means once he thinks about it.

Comparing Wanyun Martial Saint and Blood Slaughter Martial Saint, although there is a level difference between the two, it can almost be asserted that the strength of a single round, the strength of Blood Slaughter Martial Saint, must be higher than Wanyun Martial Saint.

Fight!

boom.

A loud noise resounded throughout the formation space.

The terrifying power began to gather continuously, and Lin Hao began to comprehend the formation quietly, and he comprehended it by attacking.

Once the level of the formation can be raised, and the sixth-level formation is raised to the seventh-level formation, then with the strength of Duanmu Patriarch and others, the chances of killing Xuetu are very high.

Countless ghost images, like a tsunami, swept away with crazy joy.

Xue Tu ignored it at all.

Although I can't break the formation, it is impossible for the opponent to use the formation to kill me.

The big deal is the stalemate here, Xuetu doesn't believe it, he can't think of a way to break the formation.

"Give me a stop."

Xuetu fought back while thinking of ways to break the formation.

"Lin Hao, when the old man breaks the formation, it will be the time to ingest your soul." The angry eyes shot out two roaring hatred.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye.

Originally thought that the tempering of the flying sword in the cave could only last for seven days, but unexpectedly, the flying sword was tempered by the blood of the cave for a full three months.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine blood swords formed a sword array, and began to surround Xue Tu from all directions.

If it was outside, even with a flying sword, it would be impossible to kill Xuetu.

It's just that in the formation space, the situation can be changed completely, and Lin Hao is no longer willing to wait any longer.

Boom, boom, boom...

Nine hundred and ninety-nine blood swords, carrying a bloody aura, formed a huge bloody tornado, sweeping the entire space.

After three months of counterattack, Xuetu can be said to be covered in bruises, from the anger at the beginning to the numbness now.

The phantoms around are happening all the time.

Xue Tu didn't bother to fight back at all, and when he encountered a powerful illusion, he directly scattered it with his own soul.

Ignore the flying sword.

And at this time, a figure appeared behind Xuetu, it was none other than Patriarch Duanmu.

If it was placed three months ago, Xue Tu would definitely attack with all his strength, but now, Xue Tu, who has become numb, doesn't care about illusions at all.

Unless the opponent can advance to the seventh-level formation, otherwise, relying on the sixth-level formation alone will not be able to kill him at all.

But what about the result?
It's really careless to kill people.

With a sneer, what he wants is Xue Tu's carelessness, which is what Lin Hao and Duanmu Patriarch discussed. Only in this way can he successfully kill Xue Tu.

As for the Immortal Dragon Mana, Lin Hao didn't summon him at all. The Immortal Dragon Mana was his own. If there was some loss, there would be no chance to regret it.

Suddenly.

A terrifying force slammed towards Xue Tu fiercely, and Xue Tu, who was caught off guard, was hit impartially.

Time seemed to freeze, even if Xuetu was killed, he would never have thought why there would suddenly be a Samsara Martial Saint in the formation.

Patriarch Duanmu's strength may not be able to compete with Xuetu, but under the sneak attack, Patriarch Duanmu was enough to kill Xuetu.

"Hahaha, Xuetu, you are really rubbish, aren't you full of confidence?"

Hearing Lin Hao's sudden voice, Xue Tu, who had already been severely injured, could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. With a wow, he spat out blood, his whole body was on the verge of falling, and his face was extremely pale.

Lin Hao's figure finally appeared, standing shoulder to shoulder with Patriarch Duanmu, looking at Xuetu who was about to lose his feet with great interest.

"Xue Tu, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems."

"Patriarch Duanmu, your luck is really good. You even invited a sixth-level formation mage, who is still so powerful. Otherwise, do you think you can stop me?"

Hearing Xue Tu's words, Lin Hao's heart moved. It seemed that his guess was correct. Xue Tu and Duanmu Patriarch knew each other at all, and the two might even have a grudge. Otherwise, why would Xue Tu choose Tianshui City start.

"Xue Tu, what happened back then is my fault, but the many families in Tianshui City are innocent. You have absorbed the souls of the major families, really."

"fart."

Without waiting for Patriarch Duanmu to finish speaking, Xuetu sneered and said: "Duanmu, back then you and I were brothers, and Xuetu treated you as a big brother, and put you first in everything, but you are despicable and shameless, for a Woman, for a treasure, for a chance to advance, you actually pushed me into the abyss, hahaha, my good brother."

Lin Hao stood quietly beside Patriarch Duanmu without interjecting. It seems that Xue Tu suffered a lot of grievances in those years, otherwise, he would not have become what he is now.

With a helpless sigh in my heart, I am afraid that no one knows who is right and who is wrong except the two.

"Xuetu, I don't want to explain what happened back then. If you believe me, I will definitely give you an explanation in the future, how about it?"

"Either you die, or I die."

Duanmu didn't say anything more, but turned around, saluted Lin Hao deeply, and said, "Please save his life."

"Grass, Duanmu, don't cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful here. I don't like this. Winners and losers, losers are losers."

"Xue Tu, are you willing to surrender to me?"

"Don't even think about it."

Lin Hao's face turned cold in an instant, Xuetu was unwilling to submit, so he had to kill the weeds and root out the roots, otherwise, once Xuetu left the formation, the first person to deal with would be Patriarch Duanmu, and the second would be himself. It doesn't matter to me, but the Sky Sect, how can it resist the blood slaughter?
"Xuetu, why are you so stubborn."

"It's not up to you to take care of my affairs, boy, you won today, but you won't win by force, you can kill if you want, don't talk nonsense, I want this saint to submit to you, hahaha, you should go home Go to sleep and dream."

A move in my heart.

"Xuetu, let me make a bet with you. If you win, I will let you go, but if you lose, you must submit to me. How about it?"

"What bet?" Xue Tu was very vigilant, the ghost knew what the other party wanted to do.

"You and I enter the formation, a fair fight, other people will not intervene, how about a showdown?"

"You want to fight me fairly?"

(End of this chapter)