Douluo: Begin As Bibi Dong’s Righteous Son

Seeing this, the first elder just wanted to stop Qingsheng, but he just moved, the Sky Frost Sword in Wu Zhangkong's hand, directly cut out, a sky blue sword energy condensed from soul power, and shot straight at the first elder. direction.

But the sword qi didn't hurt the Great Elder, it just rubbed his neck and flew past. A deep sword mark appeared on the ground, and there were also strands of blood left between the Great Elder's neck.

Cold sweat broke out on the head of the Great Elder, and his body immediately froze in place, not daring to move. How could a Super Douluo's attack be missed? It was obviously intentional, and the purpose was to keep him from tampering. Otherwise, whether the next sword will miss, it is not certain.

Qing Sheng didn't pay any attention to the Great Elder's intention. The attacks in his hands were as dense as raindrops, hitting Bai Han overwhelmingly, and screaming screams kept coming out of Bai Han's mouth.

But Qingsheng always said Ye Xuan's words. When Bai Han was dying, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Han's neck, carried him to Shan Yexuan, released his hand, and threw Bai Han directly on the ground. .

Ye Xuan looked at Bai Han on the ground, and in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, he asked the evil eye holy king: "What should I do so that you can use his blood to transform my evil eye?"

"Simple, their bloodlines are all derived from me. As long as you release your martial spirit and touch him with your hands, I will be able to extract my bloodline. However, there are a lot of impurities in the bloodline. , a large part of everything will be eliminated, leaving only the most pure and small part to strengthen your evil eyes." The understated voice of the evil eye holy king resounded in Ye Xuan's mind.

Ye Xuan heard the words, and immediately let go of his hand and let go of Qian Renxue in his arms. Qian Renxue looked at Ye Xuan curiously. She wanted to know what was the use of keeping Bai Han.

Ye Xuan got up from the main seat, and the White Tiger Martial Spirit was released, a suppression far beyond the Qingsheng Martial Spirit, which directly affected the people of the White Tiger Sect.

The martial spirits of the people in the White Tiger Sect are all tiger spirits, so they can feel the absolute suppression of Ye Xuan's martial arts. This suppression is not only brought about by the quality of the martial arts, but also from the bloodline.

Whether it was Bai Jian who was sitting quietly drinking tea, or the four elders who were suppressed by Wu Zhangkong. They could clearly feel that their martial spirits seemed to be trembling, and they seemed to be afraid, but they couldn't raise their fighting spirit at all, which caused a storm to rise in their hearts.

Especially the four elders, their strength is far from Wu Zhangkong's. Now that their martial spirit is being suppressed, they can't raise any concern. It is even more difficult to resist Wu Zhangkong's soul power suppression. The four elders, who were originally upright, gradually disappeared, and the sweat dripped from their heads.

Ye Xuan looked at Bai Han on the ground, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted Bai Han up.

The moment Ye Xuan opened his martial arts, the Holy King of Evil Eyes felt the situation in the outside world. Among the three eyes of the Holy King of Evil Eyes, the three colors of red, blue and gold were shining brightly.

And Ye Xuan's third spirit ring flashed involuntarily and quickly, red, blue, and gold rays of light shot out from the spirit ring, followed Ye Xuan's arm, and wrapped around Bai Han's body.

‘Ah ah ah. ’

Painful screams came from Bai Han's mouth, Bai Han's white tiger martial spirit appeared behind his back, and the three spirit rings on his body began to shatter gradually. After the three spirit rings were broken, the white tiger spirit behind Bai Han also became flickering.

As the red, blue, and gold rays of light left Bai Han's body, the martial spirit behind Bai Han also gradually dissipated like a flower in a mirror and a moon in the water. At this time, Bai Han fainted because of the pain of being stripped of his blood vessels.

Ye Xuan let go, and Bai Han's body fell to the ground.

Ye Xuan didn't pay any attention to Bai Han, but put his eyes on the light of red, blue and gold. I saw that in the three rays of light, a blushing blood was being wrapped, and the blood was still being peeled off.

The stripped blood fell straight to the ground, but before the blood fell on the ground, a bead emerged from Ye Xuan's body and absorbed the stripped blood.

Ye Xuan looked at the situation in front of him and was a little dazed. That bead was the inner core of the Dark Demon Evil Soul Tiger. What made Ye Xuan dazed was that the inner core of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger would actually absorb blood.

Although he was a little dazed, he had no plans to take back the inner alchemy. He was very curious about what would happen to the inner alchemy after absorbing the blood.

As time passed bit by bit, the blood in the light had been stripped away, leaving only two drops of golden blood, and the light was flying towards Ye Xuan's eyes with those two drops of golden blood.

The inner core of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, after absorbing the stripped blood, quietly suspended in front of Ye Xuan, as before, without any change.

Just as the two drops of golden blood melted into Ye Xuan's eyes, two purple-black rays of light shot out from the inner core of the Dark Demon Tiger, entering Ye Xuan's eyes. After shooting two rays of light, the inner core of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger flew into Ye Xuan's right arm, forming a strange purple pattern on his right arm.

The evil-eyed holy king was a little caught off guard when he was attacked. He didn't even know what the two rays of light shot out of the inner alchemy were and what their effects were. But he is now transforming Ye Xuan's evil eyes, and he can't stop when the evil eyes are being transformed. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious, so the Holy King of Evil Eyes can only bite the bullet and transform. At the same time as the transformation, the Holy King Xie Eye also hopes in his heart that nothing will happen during the transformation, unforeseen things, or he will definitely not be better in the future.

Ye Xuan's eyes closed involuntarily after two purple and black rays of light shot into his eyes, and his body shook a little. Seeing this, Qian Renxue hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him, supported him on the main seat, and sat down.

Qian Renxue whispered in Ye Xuan's ear, "Xiao Xuan, what are you doing, or what happened?"

"Xue'er, the next thing seems to be necessary, you can handle it, I am transforming the evil eye, and I can't take action for the time being." Ye Xuan kept his voice very low, so low that it was only him and Qian Renxue Only two people can hear it.

"Well, no problem, you can concentrate on transforming the evil eyes, and leave the rest to me to handle it." After agreeing, Qian Renxue sat down beside Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan quietly looked at the purple pattern on his right arm, stretched out and put his sleeve down again, and secretly decided in his heart that he would never use the sword of hatred until it was a last resort. .

Although Ye Xuan only cares about the people he cares about, and doesn't care about the lives of others, he doesn't want to kill those innocent people because of an evil soldier. But if it is really a last resort, it doesn't matter if others kill innocent people, that is, slaughter the world. Anyway, as long as the people you care about live happily, it is enough.

It's like giving up oneself for others for a long time, but Ye Xuan doesn't know it at all. As long as he takes care of the people he cares about, it is enough, as for other people, he has nothing to do with him.

Ye Xuan looked at the sky outside, and now the sky outside was white with fish belly. It was obvious that the night had passed, and it was now the next morning.

He stretched his lazy waist, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate to cultivate his soul power, while waiting for Bai Fangyu's upcoming battle.

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At about ten o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue, and along with the knock came Bai Fangyu's clear voice: "Young Master, Miss, the arena of Hundred Wars is already here. After the construction is completed, the hundred disciples of the White Tiger Sect have also been selected, do you want to watch it?"

When Ye Xuan and Qian Renxue heard Bai Fangyu's voice, they immediately withdrew from their meditation practice and opened their eyes. After the two looked at each other, they got up from the bed, walked to the door, and reached out to open the door in front of them.

Ye Xuan looked at Bai Fangyu in front of him and said, "Go and call Wu Zhangkong, Qingsheng, Ying'er and the others to go to the arena together and see how your results are in a hundred battles."

"Okay, son." After Bai Fangyu agreed, he hurriedly walked to Qing Sheng and Wu Zhangkong's room and called out the three of them respectively.

Immediately, everyone went to the ring together.

When everyone came to the arena, they found that Bai Jian, the lord of the White Tiger Sect, and the four elders had already taken their seats, waiting for their arrival calmly. Ye Xuan looked at the place where they were seated, and was a little surprised, because Bai Jian and the others actually gave up the main seat and all sat in the second seat.

But Ye Xuan didn't mean to be polite to them either, he stretched out his hand to hold Qian Renxue's Rou Yi, went straight to the main seat, and sat down.

Wu Zhangkong was still silent, standing behind the two of them. Qing Sheng and Ying'er sat down at will.

Bai Fangyu walked straight onto the ring, watching the people in the White Tiger Sect, waiting for his first opponent.

When Bai Jian saw that everyone had arrived, he stood up and said, "Now that everyone has arrived, the Hundred Battles Competition will officially begin, and the disciples who participated in the Hundred Battles will play in turn."

"If Bai Fangyu wins 60 battles in a hundred battles, she can return to the White Tiger Sect. If she cannot win 60 battles, then she cannot return to the White Tiger Sect. According to the rules of the game, you can't deliberately hurt people with heavy hands. Dead hand kills, you all know that."

Bai Jian's voice resounded clearly in the arena. After hearing Bai Jian's voice, the disciples of the White Tiger Sect who participated in the competition bowed and saluted, indicating that they already knew the rules of the competition.

Soon, a disciple of the White Tiger Sect walked onto the ring, looked at Bai Fangyu in front of him, and released his martial spirit. The three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, flickered constantly under his feet.

Bai Fangyu looked at the opponent in front of her with a dignified look in her eyes. She released the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Spirit, a yellow centennial spirit ring that flickered constantly on her body, and was ready to fight.

The disciple of the White Tiger Sect opposite, looking at the hundred-year-old spirit ring at Bai Fangyu's feet, couldn't help but let out a chuckle and said, "You illegitimate daughter, let's go down, don't fight anymore, among the hundred disciples of the White Tiger Sect, I am It's the weakest one, but I also have level 31 soul power, so you have absolutely no chance of winning."

"Whether there is a chance of winning, you have to fight it before you know it. It's useless to talk with your mouth, nothing works." Bai Fangyu looked at the three spirit rings under her feet, completely unafraid, and rushed to her opponent first.

Ye Xuan, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Bai Fangyu's movements with a speechless look in his eyes. Just by looking at Bai Fangyu's movements, it can be seen that her own combat experience is very lacking.

Bai Jian, who was sitting in the second place, looked at the situation on the ring, and covered his eyes with his hands. He couldn't bear to look again. Bai Fangyu's soul power was not as good as the opponent's, and he lacked combat experience. Not, Bai Fangyu's hope of victory.

Ye Xuan stretched out his hand to pick up the cakes on the side, and at the same time as the cakes, he activated the power of his own blood, and walked towards the arena. The pressure from his blood directly acted on the disciples of the White Tiger Sect.

The disciples of the White Tiger Sect looked at Bai Fangyu rushing towards him with a look of contempt on their faces. As soon as they were about to fight back, they felt as if there was an invisible coercion acting on them. Let your martial soul tremble uncontrollably.

His body also seemed to be carrying a big mountain, very heavy, and his movements were much slower. And because his own soul power is not as good as Ye Xuan's, and the reason why his martial soul is suppressed by the blood of the divine beast Baihu, his own strength has also been suppressed for the most part.

Even his movements were much slower than usual.

Bai Fangyu didn't have any hesitation when he saw that he made such a slow shot. The first spirit ring under his feet also flashed quickly, and purple-black lightning appeared in his hand. A dark and evil aura was released from the lightning.

"First Soul Skill: Dark Wing Thunder!"

The purple-black thunderbolt in Bai Fangyu's hand disappeared from his hand, and went straight into the space, and then suddenly appeared in front of the disciples of the White Tiger Sect and struck them.

The disciple of the White Tiger Sect only felt a sharp pain hit his body, and his body also flew straight out of the ring, and fell heavily on the ground.

Ye Xuan looked at Bai Fangyu's unleashed soul skill, and the action of eating the cake suddenly stopped. He now wants to know what Bai Fangyu is thinking. Since her own first soul ability can be hidden in space, so that people can't find the trajectory of the attack, why should she rush up to fight with people directly? Wouldn't it be better to catch the opponent by surprise with a long-range soul skill?

Or, she has no idea how bad her own combat experience is.