NIP Chapter 186 Human Race, Shining Brightly, Wild Holy Sword!
Chapter 186 Human Race, Shining Brightly, Wild Holy Sword!
In the next competition, there will be nothing for Wang Xuan.
The randomly matched contestant did not select him.
But when the fourth competition began, Wang Xuan was selected again.
"In the next battle, Wang Xuan vs. Evil Star."
The referee's grand voice sounded slowly.
"I really hit him and chose him again."
"This Wang Xuan was chosen again, this is also too bad luck."
"In the top ten peak competition, he has to play three games alone, which is really unlucky."
"Evil Star, who is said to be the true strongest Tianjiao of the Blood Clan, has been locked up in the Blood Clan, has never been born for a hundred years, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the extraordinary peak consummation realm.
"Shhh! Evil Star vs. Wang Xuan, now there is a good show to watch. ”
"Perhaps, the entire top ten peak competition will really be ruled by him alone."
Onlookers couldn't help but complain about Wang Xuan's bad luck, in the top ten peak match, one person has to play three games.
"The three evil floating slaughters are one of the three major heavenly pride of the blood clan, and this evil star is the real first day pride of the blood clan, and the strength is very strong, and it is said that they have also inherited the bloodline atavism and practiced the fourth layer of the blood clan's Great Hun Tian Blood Skill."
Wen Jian leaned on the news he heard from the side and quickly reminded Wang Xuan.
"The first day of the Blood Clan."
Wang Xuan nodded thoughtfully.
"Ask the two contestants to come on stage."
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On the competition platform, Wang Xuan and the blood family looked at each other on the first day.
Evil Xingchen had a gloomy face, a burly and tall figure, draped in a black coat, his eyes were red, and his body exuded a gloomy and cold aura.
He clasped his arms and said playfully, "Terran, Wang Xuan, I heard about you during the retreat."
"Evil Floating Tu, Evil Mo's three wastes, you beat them at the party like three bereaved dogs and fled back to the Blood Clan.
"Lost all the faces of our blood family, do you know that you also hit the face of our blood family, looking at the entire starry sky, no one dares to offend our blood family."
"Later, I will torture you to death in front of the entire Tianjiao of all races."
Speaking of the last sentence, Evil Star let out a harsh strange smile, and the red light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, looking a little excited.
At this time, Wang Xuan suddenly remembered what Elder Ge had said.
Wang Xuan Yi said calmly: "The blood clan is naturally gloomy and will repay it, and if it is stained, it is like a dog skin plaster, and you can't shake it off if you want to, it seems that it is really right."
Hearing this, Evil Xingchen's smile suddenly froze on his face.
This guy is calling himself a dog skin plaster.
"Evil Star, teach this guy a good lesson,"
"This Terran does not see the coffin and does not shed tears."
Under the competition stage, the three evil floating tu stood up from their positions and shouted angrily.
First, the Starry Sky Tianjiao Gathering, was severely injured by Wang Xuan, and fled back to the Blood Clan like a bereaved dog.
Then he called Panlong of the Li God Clan to find trouble with Wang Xuan, but he was taught another lesson.
They can be said to hate Wang Xuan to the extreme, and they can't wait to pick up their skin and bones, drink his blood and eat his flesh to relieve their hatred.
Knock knock
The competition begins.
Hmm——
Evil Xingchen suddenly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and his hand shook slightly, and the soft sword suddenly became straight.
At the same time, the cold breath of the day swept outward.
His toes snapped a little, and his body turned into a bloody light and shot straight away.
Wang Xuan's feet were like a living wind, and the dragon moved, and his figure instantly greeted him like a ghost.
Evil Xingchen swung his sword towards Wang Xuan, attacking like a poisonous tongue, and snatched it towards Wang Xuan's heart.
Seven layers of sword intent were wrapped in it, and the powerful energy seemed to shatter Wang Xuan's internal organs.
Wang Xuan's eyes are shining with stars, as if they are equipped with a gorgeous galaxy, which is extremely deep.
The qi and blood in the body boiled, and the power perfused into the right arm.
"Thunder."
Wang Xuan's fist clenched lightly, and a powerful physical strength burst out in it.
A punch burst out, the muscles and bones sounded in unison, and it exploded one after another.
The power of terror is like thunder.
It was as if there were thousands of tiny strands of thunder lingering in the fist, and the thunder was furious and exploded in an instant!
A punch smashed on the tip of the sword.
The energy surged and exploded.
Evil Xingchen's eyes were slightly shocked, but his figure exploded more than ten meters away, and he only felt that his arm was sore and numb, and the qi and blood in his body were also rolling.
"You blood clan, is that all?"
Wang Xuan had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were filled with contempt.
"Damn!"
"You are just a lowly Terran who dares to speak wildly."
"It seems that I need to help you, a lowly Terran, to recall the fear of those years, lest you forget what happened back then."
Evil Star Chen laughed cruelly, completely enraged by Wang Xuan, and there seemed to be a bright red light bursting out of his eyes.
The seven-layer sword intent climbed to the peak, and the ground under his feet also crumbled inch by inch, and the cracks spread outward like cobwebs.
He slashed out with a sword, and the cold aura on his body fully erupted, and the powerful aura of the extraordinary peak perfection completely exploded.
A thick blood qi rushed out overwhelmingly, and the gloomy and cold aura made people feel as if they were in Senluo hell.
In the blood, it seemed to conjure up hideous ghost faces, screaming and laughing and flying towards Wang Xuan.
The laughter was extremely harsh, as if it could demagogue and make people hallucinate.
The cold and gloomy breath was unsettling, making countless onlookers feel that their hearts were hairy, and the qi and blood in their bodies were about to be frozen.
Great Heavenly Blood Gong, the fourth layer.
The overwhelming blood qi shrouded the entire competition platform, as if turning the entire competition platform into a blood-red hell!
Wang Xuan's eyes reflected one after another hideous ghost face whistling and flying.
Wang Xuan's eyes were cold.
A powerful aura surged violently.
The qi and blood in the body roared like explosive thunder, boiling like a volcano.
The entire jousting platform, centered on him, shattered to the outward.
The slender Liu Xia sword swirled around his arm and fluttered lightly into Wang Xuan's hand.
The moment he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, the Liu Xia sword trembled, and the layers of swords were released outward.
Seven layers of sword intent, soaring into the sky!
Ling Ren's sword intent filled the entire competition platform, surging like a great river.
A terrifying sword intent that almost slashed everything came in vain.
"Barbarian Holy Sword!"
Wang Xuan Yi sword cut off.
In the void, countless powerful sword intents converged into a long dragon of sword intent, and flew away with a long roar.
In the void, there seemed to be a fierce dragon roaring, roaring angrily.
The majestic sword intent is like a thousand-year-old volcano, and once it erupts, it will destroy the heavens and the earth!
The long dragon of sword qi roared into the sea of blood, crushing one vicious ghost face after another, and rushing towards the evil star with the force of destruction and decay.
"The Terran race can never rise."
Evil Star Chen retreated one after another, and just the sword intent that rushed towards him cut his skin in many places, staining his body with blood.
Facing that long dragon of sword qi, he was frightened and afraid.
The blood qi on his body was overwhelming, condensing a huge ghost face and blasted out.
BOOM!!
The violent energy exploded from it, setting off a wave of air that covered the sky a hundred meters high.
The wind howls, the energy surges, and the wind rolls upside down.
The great pressure pressed in all directions, and all the onlookers were dizzy by this breath.
The jousting platform trembled incessantly, becoming devastated and full of cracks.
A large pit appeared in the center of the jousting platform.
Evil Star Chen lay in it, soaked in blood, bleeding from the seven senses, turning him into a real blood '' clan.
The soft sword in his hand was only debris.
The evil star has more breath and less intake, and his spirit is sluggish, and he is extremely weak.
The audience watched this scene in silence, as if they had not recovered from the fierce battle.
Wang Xuan stood on top of the pit, looked down at him, and sneered: "This is the famous blood family in the starry sky, and the first day of the blood family is proud, but that's it."
"You said that the three of them were embarrassed like bereaved dogs, but today, you are no better than them." 093
"Blood Clan, why do you still boast of the Starry Sky Clan, it's simply laughing generously."
Wang Xuan's voice was very cold, resounding throughout the venue.
In the audience, the three Tianjiao of the evil floating slaughter, their eyes were full of anger, and they were trembling with anger.
"This Terran is really arrogant!"
"In the entire starry sky, no one has ever mocked me so much.
They gritted their teeth in anger, but they were helpless.
"Hahaha... Ahem. ”
"You say my blood family is a bereaved dog? Hahahaha, back then, your human race was the real dog of the bereaved, the entire Starry Sky Race, who didn't know. ”
"Now, on the contrary, it is said that my blood family is a bereaved dog, hahaha."
In the deep pit, the extremely weak Evil Star laughed maniacally, and the seven tricks kept bleeding.
Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could hear that Evil Xingchen was not trying to force his tongue.
As if there was such a thing, it was extremely sarcastic.
Wang Xuan Yizi immediately remembered what Mangu had said to himself at the starry sky gathering, and what the elder of the Terran Pavilion had faintly mentioned.
The Blood Clan has a feud with the Terrans.
However, Wang Xuan didn't care at the time, but now it sounds like this matter is not as simple as he thought.
"What happened back then?" Wang Xuan muttered.
"Haha, it seems that the Pavilion Elder of your Terran tribe has not told the people of your generation about the events of those years.
"Indeed, this is the shame of your human race, the history of blood and tears, I am afraid that it is a shame to say it."
"Then let me tell you and help you recall the memories."
Evil Star struggled to stand up, and although he was weak, he was still laughing wildly.
"You Terrans, but just the original bereaved dogs."
"At the beginning, when your Terran race first began to develop, we all occupied the Terran city.
"Thirty stars, all invaded by all the races of the starry sky."
"You Terrans are the real dogs of the bereaved!"
Evil Xingchen's eyes were full of pride when he looked at Wang Xuan.