Supreme Training System

Chapter 146 The Young One Comes The Old One
How is this going?

Although a little puzzled, he also knew that this was definitely a good thing.

There was a flash of greed in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the Fear Demon Knife.

It's like seeing a beautiful woman with a graceful body twisting and exuding endless temptation.

The eyeballs almost popped out.

"Good stuff! It's really good stuff!"

That small sword seems to be very interested in sharpening the knife with fear.

It actually exudes a kind of eagerness to try.

Mind!

The Supreme Wisdom Sword turned into an aurora and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already lingering around the sharpened knife of fear.

Every time it flickers, a little power of fear on the Fear Demon Knife will dissipate.

"impossible!"

Fearing the Demon Lord is Blood Eleven's invincible method.

Even in the face of a warrior in the Nirvana realm, he can easily mobilize the opponent's emotions.

Let the opponent's real combat power be greatly weakened.

"Impossible? Ha ha! My name means that everything is possible."

A smile appeared on Zhao Xing's delicate face.

However, this smile has a breath of returning from hell.

There were bursts of chills, condensing a supreme murderous intent.

"Since you are the first to jump out of the face so much, then I can't live up to your kindness."

Just as he finished his words that were so cold that he almost froze time and space, bursts of cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

Stepping out with one step, a looming and mysterious Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared.

The light flickered.

It seems that it is just a step, but it is so close.

Like a ghost, even some warriors in the Nirvana realm can only see hazy phantoms.

I saw that Zhao Xing pointed in the void, and the two colors of light intertwined, instantly forming a picture of the supreme Tai Chi.

The Tai Chi Diagram rotated at a high speed, instantly reduced to the size of a millstone, and crushed towards Blood Eleven.

At the same time, the Supreme Wisdom Sword completed its transformation by continuously absorbing the magic power of fear.

The criss-cross gullies exude unparalleled magic power.

Click!

The Fear Demon Knife actually made a sound like gold and iron breaking, and then collapsed.

And the pocket wisdom sword, spinning at a high speed, formed a swallowing vortex, swallowing up the magic power of fear.

Then it appeared around the fearful Lord, obviously a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The Mysterious Taiji Diagram is a sacred battle skill.

Although Zhao Xing has only evolved into a state that has just arrived.

The empty Tai Chi Diagram is somewhere between a weapon and a combat skill.Comparable to a real king.

Suddenly, Blood Eleven will inevitably panic a little.

However, he is also a well-informed old driver.

The blood glowed, and space fluctuations faintly rose around.

"Gorefiend's escape method? Xiao Dao'er!"

Zhao Xing's left hand stretched out, and the light flowed between the five fingers, and the magnificent light rose.

The flowing colors of five colors seem to be a collection of all the beautiful things between heaven and earth.

The void collapsed, and the Gorefiend's escapism immediately failed.

The Taiji diagram rotates at a high speed, and every time it rotates, it will strip a bit of the breath from Xue Shiyi's body.

And the Lord of Terror, out of control,

"Old Wu! Help!"

Blood Eleven roared in horror.

In fact, there is no need to export blood eleven.

The law enforcement elder known as Mr. Wu is ready to take action.

Although Blood Eleven is unbearable, he is a member of the new generation of Blood Demon Sect.

In particular, cultivating the Dao of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires has condensed the Demon Lord of Fear, and his importance is self-evident.

"presumptuous!"

With a yell, Elder Wu took a step forward, protruding from the palm of his hand, the violent vitality was highly condensed, forming the big handprint of Qingtian.

The handprints covering the sky and the sun are like the sky.

"Little ants, dare to be rampant!"

For Zhao Xing, a young man, Mr. Wu also had to admire him.

It can be said that at Zhao Xing's age, possessing such fighting power is definitely a rare feat.

Even the supreme lord of the Blood Demon Sect, the Old Blood Demon, could not reach it.

However, at this moment, he had a mocking expression on his face.

This kind of ridicule is obviously out of control for Zhao Xing.

What is Tianjiao?

Only those who have really grown up and fought side by side are called Tianjiao!

It's too late, big may not be good!
What's more, with such reckless behavior, Zhao Xing didn't even have the chance to grow up.

The hand that holds the sky, suppresses downwards fiercely!

As if the sky was falling, it made people feel gloomy, and they had no expectations for the future.

"Good come!"

Zhao Xing jumped up, and the five-color divine light that collapsed the void appeared in his hand again.

The power of the five elements circulated and completely merged with Zhao Xing's palm.

Nine turns of the body, the incarnation of the supreme giant.

The collapsed space exudes a terrifying atmosphere.

The palm that spanned the world was directly torn.

"If that's all you have, you can go down and accompany your son of the blood demon!"

The cold voice sounded, making people feel horrified.

Son of the Gorefiend?
Murong Qiushi?

Everyone is horrified.

"I'm still wondering why the son of the blood demon, the big devil who likes to join in the fun, didn't show up? It turns out that he has been beheaded!"

"Son of the blood demon? Blood pool? It seems that this young man is really not simple!"

"It's not easy! Now I understand. What kind of boy is this? Anything that is entangled with him seems to be weird!"

"Now, I have a kind of immature doubt. He is so rampant now, could he have the treasure left by the strong man who shattered the void? It is enough for others to eat a pot!"

The hand that held up the sky was broken.

Elder Wu was also secretly startled.

In an instant, it was replaced by surprise.

The first thing he thought of was not to avenge the Son of the Gorefiend.

Instead, focus on the blood pool.

"Could it be that the pool of blood is really on your body?"

Mr. Wu tried his best to pretend to be calm.

However, the trembling in his words still exposed his true thoughts.

Zhao Xing didn't speak, but stretched out his palm, a bloody light continuously gathered, forming a small square pool.

Bursts of strong breath of blood, like billowing wolf smoke straight into the sky, tearing apart the sky.

"Blood pool! It's really a blood pool!"

Sensing the aura of rolling blood, and the boiling of the sea of ​​blood in the hole in the body.

"Now there are two roads in front of you. One is to obediently hand over the blood pool, and then kneel on the top of the mountain for three days and nights, and I will spare your life! Of course, you can also choose the second road , there is no place to die!"

Having said that, Mr. Wu's eyes fell on Zhao Xing, his tone was cold, and there was an aura of silence in his eyes.

"Maybe there is a third way!"

Zhao Xing's playful voice sounded, with bursts of jokes: "And the result of this road is that you kneel on the ground. You won't even have the chance to beg for mercy."

Sharpen!

The world seems to be completely shrouded in the meaning of killing.

(End of this chapter)