Start With A Martial Arts Apprentice

"The son of God is really powerful, but with one move, the son of Ashura has nothing to do!"

"That's up to you to say, Shenzi is the number one genius in a hundred domains!"

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On the ring, looking at the unscathed and slowly shrinking huge black and white grinding disc, Qin Junhao's face was ugly and desperate. Just now, that was already his strongest attack in normal state, but it was useless.

"It's impossible, I don't believe that I can't break your black and white grinding disc!" Looking at Wang Heng standing in the air like a normal person, a trace of madness flashed in Qin Junhao's red eyes.

"Use my Shura's blood to draw the sea of ​​blood from the netherworld, the sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and Shura will never die!!!"

As Qin Junhao shouted, a red mist quickly spread around the body of Ashura, which was already less than a thousand meters away, and more and more, and finally the mist turned into water, the water condensed into a river, the river gathered into a lake, and the lake converged. For the sea, endless blood-colored sea water rushed out, completely enveloping Qin Junhao.

"Nonsense!" Liang Yuanliang, the elder of the Shura sect, stood up angrily outside, but he didn't take any action to stop it. First, it was too late to stop it now, and second, the way the Shura sect trained disciples was so responsible for what own did.

Sect can be your back, but will not pay for your misconduct.

"Old Liang, it seems that the Holy Son of your Shura sect may have to recuperate for Hundred Years to recover. It really is your Shura sect's style, easy to get on top! Tsk tsk..." Looking at Liang Yuanliang who sat down again, Liu Elder gloated.

The blood of Shura used by Qin Junhao this time is not ordinary blood, but the blood of his own life of the divine body of Shura. It takes several years to condense one drop. This time Qin Junhao used at least dozens of drops. Even if he wins, he will His vitality was seriously injured, not to mention that Liu Elder knew he couldn't win.

During the formation, looking at Qin Junhao covered in a sea of ​​blood, a strange color flashed in Wang Heng's eyes.

Actually is not how terrifying the sea of ​​blood is, but what Qin Junhao said just now made him have some associations.

"The sea of ​​blood never dries up, Shura never dies? Ashura! Is this Shura really related to Patriarch Styx? No way!" Wang Heng thought to himself.

"Hmph! The sea of ​​blood will not dry up, Shura will not die? If you are not ashamed, then I will dry up your sea of ​​blood!" Wang Heng snorted coldly, and raised his hands again.

"The second type of Yin & Yang Divine Fist - Yin & Yang rotates, and everything wears away!" With Wang Heng's congratulations, the two black and white grinding discs in the midair quickly began to rotate violently, and began to connect with each other, and finally turned into one The huge black and white two-color constantly rotating sphere completely enveloped the raging blood sea.

After that, the huge black and white sphere began to rotate and shrink rapidly, and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

20,000 meters, 10,000 meters, 5,000 meters...

With the contraction, Qin Junhao's angry roar continued to be heard from the black and white sphere, and ripples were also splashed on the surface of the sphere, which turned into huge shock waves and rushed tens of thousands of meters, but unfortunately, it could not affect its rapid contraction.

When the black and white giant ball shrank to less than 100 meters, it gradually returned to tranquility, as if Qin Junhao had given up resistance.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the black and white sphere that had shrunk to a hundred meters suddenly swelled a large circle, but unfortunately it still did not shatter.

"Hmph, dying!"

Wang Heng snorted coldly, raised his right hand and clenched it tightly, and the black and white sphere that expanded to a diameter of more than 500 meters quickly shrank inward and collapsed, 300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters...

Finally, when the contraction reached fifty meters, a sound transmission sounded in Wang Heng's ear.

"Boy, the opponent admits defeat, let Qin Junhao out."

Listening to Liu Elder's voice, Wang Heng glanced at the Yin & Yang sphere that stopped shrinking, and swung his right hand again to disperse it.

It revealed the sea of ​​blood with only a small pond left, and the pale Qin Junhao in it. As for the body of Ashura behind him, it had dissipated as early as the final blow.

"Qin Shengzi, do you still want to fight? I have only used my strength!" Seeing Qin Junhao's ugly face, Wang Heng teased.

"You... Puff!" Qin Junhao, who was already seriously injured, was furious, and a stream of reverse blood spurted out directly.

"Yeah, don't get excited, look, you're bleeding again." Looking at Qin Junhao who was spurting blood, Wang Heng suddenly thought about it.

Then he said: "How about this, you also know that I have comprehended the Dao of Life, or you can discuss it with your big Elder, as long as you give me the last Nether Soul Refining crystal, I will cure you, How about it?"

"Then please trouble Wang Shenzi!" Before Qin Junhao could speak, a voice suddenly appeared in Wang Heng's ear, it was Liang Yuanliang, the Elder of Shura.

"Eh..." Wang Heng turned his head in astonishment, only to see Liang Yuanliang putting four storage bags containing Nether Soul Refining crystals into Liu Elder's hands.

Liu Elder's voice appeared in Wang Heng's ear again: "Boy, what are you looking at, heal the injury quickly, it's what you said, come out after the treatment."

"Qin Shengzi, you are really valued, tsk tsk..." Wang Heng appeared next to Qin Junhao, who was up and down in the blood pool, and muttered softly.

After that, Wang Heng's hands lit up brightly, and the rich light of life quickly poured into Qin Junhao's body, quickly filling his damaged body.

As for the divine blood missing from Ashura's divine body, he can only recover it slowly by himself. Although Wang Heng can help him recover quickly, it will expose his life avenue in the Taoist realm. The gain outweighs the loss, or it will bring him Endless troubles come, and now he still can't stand it.

Half an hour later, Wang Heng got up and left the isolated space of the ring, reappearing in the outside world.

At this time, the disciples on both sides had already regained their calmness, and the excitement and disappointment in their eyes showed again from time to time.

"Boy, you did a good job. This is yours. Sect will not treat you badly." As soon as he returned to the team of Sanjue Shenzong, Liu Elder came to Wang Heng's side and sent four storage bags to his In his hand were four copies of the Nether Soul Refining Crystal he had won.

"Thank you Elder Liu!" Wang Heng waved his hand and accepted them all. He deserved it, and he had no reason to shirk it. His spiritual fetus clone needed such treasures very much now.

"What are you polite, let's go, we should go back."

Afterwards, Liu Elder and Sui Elder returned to the station by the Nether Lake with the team of the Sanjue Shenzong. After explaining some things to the deacon in the station, they released three huge warships again and set off to return to Sect.

In the returning team, although the number has not changed, there are some new faces. They are the disciples who changed defense, and the disciples who received the garrison mission stayed behind.

And on the way back, there are...