Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

"I'm telling you, no one dared to be wild in front of my **** Wutian." Under the cloak, a sound of terrifying killing intent was heard.

The sturdy spear with his arms was tightly clasped in his palms, and under his feet, he suddenly exploded with the aura of shattered sky and spear light.

Bailong's spiritual treasure is right in front of his eyes, as long as Chu Qianye is removed, it can be obtained. This heavy obstacle must be removed!

"Since you are not willing to hand over the white dragon essence and blood, then you can leave your life here." An indifferent voice, accompanied by the spear stab, followed.

"Xuewutian? This name is really ugly." Chu Qianye sneered, and the halberd was held tightly in his palm, and it was also stabbed in vain.

"clang!"

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The violent metal collision sound swept away suddenly, the terrible strength was like a dragon, and it shook crazily.

"The fifth stage of the Profound Realm?"

Feeling the breath of Xuewutian, Chu Qianye's eyes flickered.

Chu Qianye was expressionless, but his palms were also slowly clenched. Facing the fifth stage of the Profound Realm, he still felt extremely troublesome, but in the current situation he obviously had no other choice. As long as he took a step back, the **** sky The offensive will be more terrifying.

Therefore, the best way to face such a rival is not to retreat. Even though he only has the first stage of the Profound Realm, it is not a so-called "soft persimmon", it is not as easy to handle as expected!

"A little bit of strength." Xue Wutian's voice came out.

Chu Qianye did not respond.

Xue Wutian's voice fell, his figure rushed out, and a black spear emerged from the palm of his hand, and suddenly stab Chu Qianye violently towards Chu Qianye.

Facing such a fierce offensive, Chu Qianye's figure also retreated backwards, thundering the sword bell, and then flashed out, the sword humming, forming a defense in front of him.

Clang!

The war sword in Chu Qianye's right hand flashed, and the profound energy in his body was energized to the extreme, roaring like a wild snake, and fiercely collided with the spear shadows from the **** sky.

The huge rebound force caused the blood qi in Chu Qianye's body to surge violently, but his expression was calm and he did not show any panic.

Now he has stepped into the Profound Extreme Realm, his profound energy is enough for him to consume, and his body, blood energy, including muscles and bones are all tempered by the colorful spirit lotus, and his strength is barely equal to that of the blood martial sky. The profound energy in his body is also Run to the extreme.

"Tongtian Divine Eye."

In Chu Qianye's body, the power of blood, the coldness of the bone spirit, and the profound energy were all surging, waiting for the flaws in the **** sky at any time.

The energy quickly condenses, and the energy under the eyes is like a hurricane.

"Die to me!"

Xuewutian yelled violently, and the spear suddenly accelerated.

Chu Qianye's dual purpose, the halberd and war sword that turned left and right suddenly made Xue Wutian extremely angry, and the dual purpose was so fierce that he had not captured it until now.

Feeling the irritability of Xue Wutian's change, Chu Qianye continued to brew the Tongtian Divine Eye.

The blood races, under the cooperation of all forces, defeated one by one, and the decline became more and more obvious.

Xue Wutian was very impatient. The longer the delay, the more disadvantaged it would be for them. He was sure that the other sect forces of the Scarlet Cloud Dynasty were on their way to arrive. They were a step late, and they would be at risk of being attacked by the group.

Chu Qianye was secretly happy.

This guy, can't wait finally.

"Blood Seal Spirit Art!"

Xuewutian's two-handed imprinting method changed, and a powerful mysterious energy rippled.

His blood spear suddenly erupted with a long and violent groan, and the surrounding profound energy quickly gathered at him.

This kind of profound energy fluctuation between heaven and earth caused Chu Qianye's heart to jump.

This guy should have used profound arts, and his eyes flashed.

hold on!

Chu Qianye's precipitation and experience over the years has made him extremely firm in mind, and also very calm and calm, without the slightest panic.

Now, it is not an opportunity to shoot, Tongtian Shentong has only one chance, he must cherish it.

"Come on to me!" Xue Wutian's face sank, his feet slammed, and he rushed towards Chu Qianye.

Spear shadow stabbed him overwhelmingly.

Everywhere he reached, the emptiness pierced every inch, and the terrible sound of breaking wind came in bursts.

Clang.

Chu Qianye was still resisting desperately, he was waiting, still waiting.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes,...

Finally, after five minutes, with the blood clan being jointly attacked and retreated, Xue Wutian finally became completely impatient.

This is the time!

Chu Qianye touched the sole of his foot and took the initiative to get close to the opponent. The halberd and sword in his hand burst out like a rainbow.

Xue Wutian was shocked. He didn't expect that Chu Qianye would have kept his strength, and now he finally broke out completely, making him panic.

Chu Qianye was suddenly fierce and decisive, and the **** Wutian was also slightly stunned.

Under the eyes, the energy has condensed, like a storm.

Tongtian **** pupil!

Chu Qianye violently yelled in his heart, and in his eyes, two groups of fire-like flames appeared in vain, and then rushed towards Xue Wutian, the monstrous momentum shocked Xue Wutian's heart.

Everyone turned their heads inwardly.

However, this stunning glance made them unforgettable.

In Chu Qianye's eyes, two groups of flames were shot out, and Xue Wutian quickly retreated, but still not in time. He clenched the palm of his spear, still being entangled by a group of flames.

Chi Chi Chi.

"--what!"

A terrible flame suddenly wrapped the palm of Xue Wutian, half of his hand was still burnt in the blink of an eye, and the fire was still spreading...

A short knife in Xue Wutian's left hand flashed, and he decisively chopped off his right hand, and this stopped the fire.

At the fifth stage of the Profound Realm, was Chu Qianye forced to cut his right hand?

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a touch of horror.

What kind of people are these people, so fierce!

Huh!

A figure flashed behind Chu Qianye, the feather fan flicked, and the five four-inch-long knives flashed coldly and pierced Chu Qianye's back.

Feeling the crisis of terror, Chu Qianye was taken aback.

"Puff."

The short knife pierced his right shoulder, and the blood stained his clothes.

Chu Qianye's eyes flickered with cold light.

His right hand shook, and the halberd stabbed backward in vain.

The figure behind him quickly backed away.

Chu Qianye turned around, his eyes flashing coldly, and looked at each other indifferently.

A suave white man, holding a feather fan, stood five feet away, his eyes slightly disappointed.

Chu Qianye's face was expressionless.

His palms were slowly closed, and a blood-red spear with a hideous shape suddenly flashed out, replacing Fang Tian's painted halberd.

This spear was the spoils he obtained from killing the blood lion regiment's deputy regiment. It looked mottled in the monuments, but it was shocking. It should be a mysterious soldier above the Longwu level.

"The Scarlet Cloud Sect likes to attack from behind?" Chu Qianye's eyes were blank. He stepped on the soles of his feet, and the blood-red spear shook violently, the sky of blood gushing out, and the surging blood rushed out, unmatched fighting spirit, permeating the world...