Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Xue Xuan, I really belong to you. I didn't expect that after two years of hard training, I activated dragon blood, and practiced a lot of martial arts, I still can't beat you. It seems that it will be difficult for us to decide the winner today."

Xiao Lie said solemnly, clenching his fists with a look of reluctance on his face.

"Haha, today, the winner will definitely be decided!"

At this time, Xue Xuan suddenly sneered.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end, but with all due respect, we are as strong as you and I, even if we fight thousands of moves, it will be difficult to tell the winner!"

Xiao Lie said in a deep voice.

"Really? If your strength in the past two years has only grown to this level, then unfortunately, I will definitely win!"

Xuexuanyin said coldly, and immediately, a bloody light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a breath of frightening blood energy was released from his body.

boom! !

A blood-red aura swept out, like a bloody craze, swirling around Xue Xuan at extremely high speeds.

"The artistic conception of blood...no, this is..."

Xiao Lie's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Level 3 artistic conception!"

"Yes, the third-level artistic conception. A few months ago, at the Fallen Battlefield, I got an opportunity that made my blood artistic conception perfect from the second level to the third level."

Xue Xuan said, his voice full of confidence, "Xiao Lie, Son of Destiny, I am determined, you will lose this battle!"

"Third level artistic conception!"

Suddenly, the stands exploded.

"It is actually a third-level artistic conception that can only be understood by the Holy Spirit Realm. Unexpectedly, the Blood Xuan can be understood in the Spirit Realm. Sure enough, the Blood Xuan's talent is stronger than Xiao Lie."

"That's not necessarily the case. The evil arts practiced in the Evil Temple are all evil arts that can stimulate the human body's potential and will shorten the warrior's lifespan. Blood Xuan can comprehend the third-level artistic conception, which does not necessarily mean that his talent is higher than Xiao Lie."

"No matter what, the third-level artistic conception is one level higher than the second-level artistic conception. It is a power that can only be controlled by the Holy Spirit. Based on this alone, Xue Xuan has a great chance of winning. After all, they are almost equal in other aspects."

In the stands, everyone was talking a lot.

The leader of the Evil Temple, the old blood owl, curled his lips. He had obviously known this for a long time, and his face was full of confidence. The son of destiny must be his Evil Temple.

On the other side of the Dragon Palace, Xiao Che, Xiao Yun and others had their brows furrowed and their faces full of anxiety. Elder Shang, who was the leader, also had his brows furrowed and secretly screamed that something was not good.

On the battlefield, Xiao Lie's expression was condensed, but he did not show any timidity. Instead, his eyes were filled with more fighting spirit, "In that case, let's fight. I also want to learn how high your level 3 artistic conception is! "

"as you wish!"

Xue Xuansen smiled coldly, and the next moment, he stamped his feet and turned into a bloody afterimage. He held the blood blade and shot it out.

bump!

Xiao Lie stepped down and held the spear in his hand, turning into a golden shadow and rushing out.

In an instant, the two sides approached and collided violently.

Bang! !

There was a loud noise as the spear collided with the bloody blade, causing a terrifying wave of energy to roll out.

Sizzling...

Where the spear and the blood blade collided, energy shot out, sparks flew everywhere, and shock waves spread out like ripples.

The two breaths collided and squeezed wildly.

"Xue Xuan, your third-level artistic conception is nothing more than this!"

Xiao Lie sneered, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, "Why is my spiritual energy... decreasing... What's going on!"

"It's you...you're devouring my spiritual energy!"

Xiao Lie's expression changed drastically.

"Haha, did you just realize it now?"

Xue Xuan smiled solemnly, "My blood artistic conception not only broke through to the third level, but also evolved into the devouring artistic conception!"

"Damn it!"

Xiao Lie looked solemn and tried his best to break away, but found that his body was completely sucked by an invisible force and could not get rid of it. At the same time, the spiritual energy in his body continued to drain, and his artistic conception was completely suppressed. .

"It's a pity that my Devouring Concept is not yet ready, otherwise, even your essence, blood and blood could be sucked away!"

Xue Xuan sneered, and the bloody aura around him surged, shrouding Xiao Lie. Those bloody auras released powerful devouring power, sucking out the spiritual essence in Xiao Lie's body.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing the continuous loss of spiritual energy, Xiao Lie was so anxious that he roared angrily. A dragon roar rang out from within his body, golden light surged, and it exploded.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and a golden energy beam shot up.

The next moment, Xiao Lie's figure flew backward wildly, falling to the ground with a "thud", and retreated several hundred feet before he stabilized his figure. His body trembled, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his face turned pale.

The aura on Xiao Lie's body became much weaker.

On the other side, Xue Xuan was at full strength, walking towards Xiao Lie step by step, "Do we still want to fight? Xiao Lie, the outcome is already obvious."

"Damn it!"

Xiao Lie gritted his teeth, his energy and blood surged up, and he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood. He worked hard and practiced hard for several years, just to shine in the battle of destiny and compete for the son of destiny, but he failed. He actually fell short and lost to Xue Xuan, which was hard for him to accept and extremely unwilling.