World Wide Martial Art

"That's right!"

A cold light appeared in the eyes of Holy Son Wuji. The deputy sect leader's words made him wake up and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Ye Feng is indeed very strong, but his Holy Son Wuji is not an ordinary person. If he is not a proud man, how can he master the art of calculation? If he is not an extraordinary talent, how can he become the Holy Son of Wuji Sect.

"Deputy sect leader, if I use blood to practice magical arts, would you agree?"

Holy Son Wuji spoke word by word, with a scarlet color appearing in his eyes, like a crazy wolf.

"Of course I agree."

The deputy sect master's calm voice came, "They are just a bunch of trash. It is their honor to be able to be used by you."

"good!"

Holy Son Wuji responded excitedly, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and he laughed ferociously.

The next moment, Holy Son Wuji suddenly waved his arm, and the chessboards in the secret room shook. The chess pieces on them turned bright red, and then a chess piece suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

The broken chess pieces turned into splashes of blood, falling on the face and body of Saint Wuji.

The face was stained with blood, which made Holy Son Wuji's expression even more cruel and terrifying, like an evil ghost. His eyes looked towards the door of the secret room, as if he were seeing the scene outside.

"Bang bang bang!"

The chess pieces exploded one after another, and in the Wuji Sect's main hall, the disciples and elders also exploded one after another.

The splashing blood dyed the entire hall red, turning it into a hell on earth. The people of the Wuji Sect were all terrified and fled in all directions, but they could not avoid the unknown attacks, which exploded one after another.

After dozens of Wuji Sect disciples died, a Qizong realm disciple suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, and he looked towards the secret room where the Wuji Saint Son was.

"This is a miracle of blood refining, and we have been abandoned!"

The Qi Sect disciples roared sadly, while the other fleeing Wuji Sect members gradually stopped and looked at the door of the secret room with different eyes.

"It's over, it's all over..."

A disciple murmured, "Blood Refining Qigong", this is an evil skill of the Wuji Sect, just like the Wuji Demonic Skill, it is a very evil existence.

This blood refining skill is a skill that sacrifices life to turn into one's own strength. However, it is different from the Wuji magic skill that sacrifices oneself. The blood refining skill involves sacrificing the lives of others.

The members of the Wuji Sect in Tianfu Dongtian were all forced to take a blood-colored pill, which was the life-killing pill condensed by the blood-refining miracle. Once the practitioners of the blood-refining miracle wanted to sacrifice their lives, they would be Use the Life-Calling Pill to kill them suddenly on the spot.

It was obvious that Holy Son Wuji was sacrificing them at this moment in order to control their power.

For a time, all the people of the Wuji Sect were in despair. The hall became silent. Everyone stood in silence in the hall, just looking at the door of the secret room of the Wuji Holy Son. These eyes were a little desperate, a little resentful, and a little unwilling...

But everything disappeared as the body exploded.

"Boom!"

In the outside world, Ye Feng and the others are still attacking Wuji Sect's sect-protecting formation. This sect-protecting formation is much more powerful than Dragon Palace's. Perhaps it is because of the presence of the Wuji Holy Son, or because of the Wuji Sect's formation. Higher grade.

No matter what, Ye Feng and others spent a lot of effort to bombard the formation to the point of collapse.

Looking at the large formation full of cracks, a chill appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, and he used the Void-Breaking Sword Technique again.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Feng shouted in his mouth, and slashed with the huge sword light. This time, the sect-protecting formation suddenly trembled, and then exploded.

The Wuji Sect without the protection of the sect-protecting formation was exposed in front of everyone. It was still deathly silent, but there was a smell of blood coming from it.

"What happened to Wuji Sect?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The previous formation isolated the inside and outside, and he didn't know what was happening in Wuji Sect.

But now, the smell of blood made Ye Feng alert. There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and there must be something strange in the Wuji Sect.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng quickly called out to Ye Qi who was about to attack Wuji Sect, and slashed towards the Wuji Sect hall with his backhand sword.

"Boom!"

Without the protection of the formation, the magnificent Wuji Sect hall was vulnerable and was directly split open by Ye Feng's sword.

Everyone's pupils shrank, the scene inside the Wuji Sect was exposed to their eyes, and blood flowed from the cracks in the hall that was split in two.

The entire interior of the hall was covered in blood, as if it were a purgatory on earth. The strong smell of blood spread to the nostrils, and everyone couldn't help but frown.

"All dead?"

Ye Feng looked at the main hall and frowned slightly. There was still a trace of warmth in the blood, but there was so much that he couldn't help but suspect that all the Wuji Sect members had died.

"What's going on here?"

Ye Qi also had a curious look on his face. Even though it was one of the ten ferocious evils of the ancient world, such a scene still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ye Feng, you're here!"

At this moment, a cold voice came.

Ye Feng looked slightly solemn and looked down, only to see a figure walking out of the broken Wuji Sect.

The person who came was wearing a white robe that had been dyed scarlet, with blood constantly dripping from the corners of the clothes. He was the Holy Son of Wuji.

"It's really beyond my expectation that you see me pushed to this point."

Saint Wuji raised his head to look at Ye Feng, his eyes were blood red, and his face was covered with blood lines, like an evil ghost.

"It's just that you can only go so far."

After the words of Saint Wuji fell, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and stacked chessboards appeared in the sky.

"Seventh level of airbending!"

Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. Not long ago, Holy Son Wuji was at the fifth level of Qi Bong. I don't know what happened during this period, but he actually reached the seventh level of Qi Bong in a short period of time.

Later, Ye Feng smelled the smell of blood in the air and instantly realized that the Holy Son of Wuji must have used evil means to kill his brothers and elders and plunder their blood power to reach this point.

"No wonder the Wuji Sect is completely silent. You are so cruel, you don't even spare your own people!"

Ye Feng spoke coldly, looking at Holy Son Wuji with murderous eyes. Such a cruel and ruthless person did not deserve to live.

"Haha, they are just some trash. The value of their existence is for my own use."

The Holy Son Wuji sneered when he heard this, and the next moment he waved the folding fan in his hand again.

"Buzz buzz!"

The stacked chessboards in the sky trembled at the same time, and each chess piece glowed with blood-red light. The next moment, they fell off the chessboard and fell from the sky.

During the falling process, the chess piece unexpectedly grew in size rapidly. In just the blink of an eye, it was as big as mountains, and it was still expanding.

Seeing the chess pieces getting bigger and bigger, almost turning into stars, covering the entire sky, Ye Feng couldn't help but look solemn.

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