Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Han Sen's bloodline exploded, this fat pig is dead!"

"Of course, the king-level first-grade bloodline is not just that, now Han Sen can easily kill an ordinary fourth-level Holy Spirit Realm."

Some people in the Ice City discussed.

"Burning bloodline."

The fat young man laughed, and the next moment, the aura on his body suddenly soared and increased by a large margin.

"Cut!"

With a cold shout, the blood-red blade slashed, tearing the air and slashing at the fat young man.

"Tricks!"

The fat young man sneered, watching the blade slash, holding the mace tightly, the veins on his arm bulged, the aura was wild, and he suddenly smashed it with the stick.

Bang! !

In an instant, the blade collided with the mace, setting off a surging wave of air, blood light spurted, energy rolled, and circles of impact waves spread out, shaking the void.

Bang!

The next moment, the blood-colored blade light trembled violently and flew back. The blood light disappeared, and it was Han Sen's figure. He retreated dozens of feet before he stabilized.

"What!"

Not only Han Sen, but many people in Ice City were also shocked. They never expected that Han Sen, after the bloodline burst, would still be defeated by the opponent.

But just now, before the bloodline burst, Han Sen was clearly fighting with the opponent on equal terms, but after the bloodline burst, Han Sen fell into a disadvantage.

Obviously, this fat young man also hid his strength.

"The first-grade bloodline of the king level is just so-so."

The fat young man laughed sarcastically.

Han Sen's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that the opponent also hid his strength, and it was not a little bit. After the bloodline burst, he couldn't take advantage of anything and was repelled.

But at this moment, he had already burst out with all his strength. Now he is in his peak state, and the bloodline time is limited. Now if he doesn't seize the time to attack, the situation will be worse after the bloodline passes.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Han Sen stepped forward and attacked the fat young man again.

He believed that the opponent had already exerted his full strength and could not become stronger. He wanted to kill the opponent while the blood time was still there.

"Kill!"

Han Sen and his opponent merged into one, launching a violent attack like a storm. In the void, blood-colored blades flashed and slashed at the fat young man.

The fat young man responded calmly, swinging his mace and defending impenetrably. Every attack of Han Sen was blocked by him.

Han Sen was anxious and tried his best to attack wildly, but he still couldn't do anything to the opponent.

As time went by, the blood time was about to end. Han Sen's blood power was weakening, and his attack power was also rapidly decreasing.

"Is the blood time up? Ha!"

Realizing this, the fat young man raised his mouth, burst out with a breath, and suddenly smashed out with a stick.

Bang!

With a bang, Han Sen retreated violently, and the fat young man took the opportunity to counterattack.

For a moment, the situation was completely reversed. Han Sen was forced to retreat step by step. After the bloodline ended, he had a period of weakness, and he was no match for the opponent.

Bang! Bang...

A series of roars, Han Sen was completely suppressed. He was hit on the arm by the mace without paying attention. With a bang, his arm exploded directly.

"Ah!"

Han Sen screamed, blood all over his body, and his face was full of fear. Knowing that he was no match for the opponent, he turned around and fled towards the direction of Ice City.

However, before he went far, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard. It was the sound of the wolf teeth on the mace tearing through the air.

"Ah!"

At this moment, Han Sen's scalp was about to split. Feeling the threat of death, he knew that he could not avoid it, so he simply slashed with all his might.

Dang! !

The sound of metal clashing rang out, Han Sen's arm trembled, and the sword flew out of his hand. The next moment, the mace hit him directly.

Bang!

Before he could even scream, Han Sen's body exploded, and blood and flesh splattered.

The scene was suddenly dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"How... How is it possible!"

In the Ice City, there was complete silence, and many people squinted their eyes, looking incredulous.

Yan Dan and others also looked grim and solemn.

After all, the first-grade bloodline of the king level is not everywhere in the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. Han Sen's death is definitely a loss for the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

"Boy, my name is Xu Wubiao, but it's a pity that you can't hear this!"

The fat young man twisted his neck, picked up the mace, and swept towards the Ice City again, "Who else is going to die in the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm!"

This time, the Ice City fell into silence.

There is no doubt that in these two battles, the opponent concealed his strength. As a result, the two people who went up all died. Who knows if the opponent has something else to hide? In this case, if someone who is only slightly stronger than Han Sen is sent up, it will be very risky.

But the problem is that there are indeed people in the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm who are stronger than Han Sen, but there is really no one who is much stronger than Han Sen at the scene.

On the other hand, many disciples of the Saint Sect sneered.

Xu Wubiao is a veteran disciple of the Saint Sect, but due to some special reasons, his cultivation has been stagnant and he has been stuck at the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm for five years.

In the past five years, Xu Wubiao has focused on the artistic conception, as well as the training of his physical body, spiritual essence and other aspects, and has developed all of these aspects to the extreme. His real combat power is comparable to some warriors of the fifth level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

On the other hand, warriors of the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect have basically stayed at this level for at most one or two years. Of course, they cannot compete with Xu Wubiao.

On the Saint Sect side, among the disciples of the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm, Xu Wubiao is the strongest one.

They are confident that the Ten Thousand Blood Sect will definitely lose this game.

"Forget it, since you can't send anyone to play, warriors at the fourth level of the Holy Spirit Realm can also come!"

At this time, Xu Wubiao suddenly said.