I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

“Dong Dong…!”

As the drums on the battlefield sounded loudly, figures flew and mysterious light burst out in the four formation light curtains, and the participants on both sides simultaneously launched a shocking battle!

The fierce battlefield attracted the four branches of the Demon Alliance, all of whom were overwhelmed.

At this time, Cao Que's eyes quickly passed through the four formations and finally fixed on the formation light curtain on the far left.

At this time, the loli girl and the horse-faced young man had already fought fiercely with their opponents.

Both sides were strong, elite-level warriors in the early stage of the Ascension Realm, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

In the center of the formation, there were two figures that were even more eye-catching.

That was Xuanyuan Kuang and Zhao Heng. The moment the battle started, Xuanyuan Kuang did not attack immediately.

He looked at Zhao Heng with a sneer, like a cat playing with a mouse, and walked towards him step by step, as if he wanted Zhao Heng to suffer psychological torture.

At this time, Zhao Heng stood there blankly, as if he was really overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum and dared not move.

Seeing this, Cao Que and the senior executives of the Southwest Division all frowned slightly.

"Old Cao, isn't this kid a potential nine-star? How come he doesn't even have the courage to take the initiative?"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Cao, what's wrong with that kid? Have you seen his actual combat ability? Don't tell him that he is a guy with a golden exterior and rotten inside."

...

The senior executives of each district asked one after another.

At this time, Cao Que couldn't help sweating slightly on his forehead.

At the beginning, Ren Woxing's three test data were all excellent, reaching the comprehensive nine-star level.

In his ecstasy, he didn't even think about actual combat testing.

In addition, this battle came suddenly, and he didn't see Zhao Heng take action with his own eyes.

Seeing Zhao Heng's current state, he couldn't help but start to worry whether the other party was a silver-plated spearhead.

He hurriedly sent a message to the envoy Wu Tong behind him.

"Wu Tong, didn't you say that Ren Hufa had killed Qinglong Zhenren, who was in the middle stage of the Ascension Realm?"

Wu Tong, who was standing behind Cao Que at this time, was also sweating profusely, and replied in a low voice: "I... I interrogated Yu Linglong and Jiang Yan, and they said so, but they didn't seem to see him killing Qinglong Zhenren with their own eyes.

Because there is a lack of on-site evidence, it is not ruled out that they colluded in advance and falsified the record."

Hearing this, Cao Que's face was slightly dark.

This is a battle related to the allocation of the fifth relic, and even the president is quite concerned.

If there is a misunderstanding in such an occasion, he can't bear the consequences.

So Cao Que and Wu Tong raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat together, staring at Zhao Heng in the big formation.

Both of them were shouting silently in their hearts.

"Do it, do it quickly, you do it!"

Even if they will lose in the end, as long as Zhao Heng takes action and fights with the opponent for a few moves, they can get away with it.

After all, the battlefield of the warriors in the early stage of the Ascension Realm can hardly affect the entire battle situation.

However, what made them despair was that Zhao Heng was still dumbfounded!

At the same time, in the Southwest Branch camp.

Ku Xuan was also looking at this scene with a smile on his face.

He thought that Ren Woxing, who had repeatedly opposed him and was as cunning as a loach, should be extraordinary.

Now it seems that he is just so-so.

At this time, Xuanyuan Kuang had come to Zhao Heng, within a range of three meters.

Looking at Ren Woxing, who was motionless and staring at him, a cruel smile appeared on Xuanyuan Kuang's face.

"Hehe... Ren Woxing, you are scared silly before I make a move?

Tell me, how do you want to die?"

When Xuanyuan Kuang walked to Zhao Heng, within a range of three meters.

Zhao Heng, who had originally had a dull look, suddenly regained his clarity.

He stared at Xuanyuan Kuang with a cold and emotionless look, and spoke faintly.

"Xuanyuan Kuang, it doesn't matter how I want to die. Do you mind... that there is only one way to die?"

"Hmm...?"

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Xuanyuan Kuang's eyes suddenly shrank.

When he met Zhao Heng's cold eyes again.

He suddenly felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

A chilling feeling enveloped his whole body!

"You...!"

In an instant, a three-foot-long machete appeared in Zhao Heng's hand, and a cold blade light just shone on Xuanyuan Kuang's face.

A strong sense of crisis, as if a flood was coming from all directions, was going to completely submerge Xuanyuan Kuang and suffocate him!

"You die!"

Under extreme pressure, Xuanyuan Kuang finally roared and took the lead.

He was full of blood, and his muscles expanded rapidly, forming spherical muscles like "tumors".

The whole person almost doubled in size in an instant, turning into a "barbarian bear".

The pair of iron fists burst out with a strong bloody light, and the innate energy and mysterious energy of the whole body gathered madly on the arms.

Then through a pair of mysterious boxing gloves, the power was amplified, and an astonishing and terrifying power burst out.

"Shura Evil Fist!"

A pair of fist shadows that condensed monstrous blood and majestic power suddenly enveloped Zhao Heng.

When this powerful blow was blasted, Xuanyuan Kuang finally got rid of the inexplicable sense of horror just now.

At this moment, he regained his strong self-confidence.

He believed that with his full-strength blow, he could severely injure Ren Woxing!

At this time, Zhao Heng stared at the pair of huge bloody fist shadows, indifferent and speechless.

The tiger-headed machete in his hand suddenly rose with a strange bloody light.

Zhao Heng moved his arm, and the blade in his hand was like a bloody lightning, cutting through the void.

The blade rubbed against the air, making a series of fine explosions. When the blade rose to the height of the opponent's chest, the trajectory suddenly changed.

The blade slashed horizontally, leaving a blood line.

"Blood Shadow Soul-Severing Slash First Style - Soul-Severing!"

At this moment, the opposite Xuanyuan Kuang had a fierce look and was full of strong confidence.

He only felt a flash of blood in front of his eyes, and in a blur, he saw a blood line hitting the fist shadow he had blasted out.

The next moment, his fist suddenly stagnated, and his body inexplicably stood still, as if it was suddenly locked by some force.

He was shocked to find that the fist shadow he had blasted out actually broke in the void and turned into light spots and dissipated.

"Why is this happening? How did he break my attack? What was that blood line just now..."

At this moment, countless questions flashed through Xuanyuan Kuang's mind in an instant.

He tried hard to use his brain to figure it all out.

But his mind became dull and drowsy.

He suddenly felt so sleepy and tired, and wanted to have a deep sleep.

The fatigue surged like a tide, unstoppable.

When he exhausted all his strength and could no longer hold on, his head fell back, but there was no support... rolling backwards!

In an instant, the world in Xuanyuan Kuang's eyes became dizzy.

In a trance, he saw the man with a knife sheathed, cold eyes, and a ghost mask.

He also saw the blood gushing out like a fountain, and a headless corpse standing on the ground with his fists raised high.

That man looked so familiar, as if it was...himself!