The moment my mind caught Wang Shijie's figure, he noticed the blood-colored sword in his hand, which exuded endless evil aura, which made people frightened!

In front of him, the Yan Emperor Fist came towards him with the emperor-like majesty, and on the side, Wang Shijie held a blood-colored sword and slashed at his neck.

The auras of both sides locked Xiao Yun at the same time, and he could not dodge him at all!

"Good means!"

Facing Wang Shijie's two-handed kill, Xiao Yun had to admire the other party's fighting consciousness for being so good, it can be said that it was too evil.

"not good!"

However, when Xiao Yun was about to use the Xuanji diagram again, he found that the spiritual energy in his body had already reached the bottom and could not be converted into Zi Ye's mysterious energy.

Even at this time, Xiao Yun was determined to use Yuanjing and elixirs to replenish the spirit, and it was too late to go to time.

When the others noticed that Xiao Yun's aura was stagnant, Lu Chen, Yuan Kong, Bu Tian and some disciples who had a good relationship with Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel nervous.

The disciples who were hostile to Xiao Yun held their breath and watched the battle between the two of them in a hurry, fearing that they would miss something.

Stimulated by the blood evil energy on the blood-colored knife, Xiao Yun felt the blood in his body boiling, and the word "Zhen" in his body was involuntarily circulating on his own.

"Disillusion!"

Fortunately, this is meeting myself. If anyone else had any disciple, even an ordinary Taoist palace disciple, facing Wang Shijie's ultimate kill, would probably have to be hated.

Just as Wang Shijie's Yan Emperor Fist and the blood-colored sword were about to fall on him, Xiao Yun started to use the "Spiritual Control Technique" without hesitation.

Spirit control is a kind of magic to control all spirits, and humans are also part of all spirits, so when Xiao Yun's mental power is used to control all spirits.

Influenced by the spirit control technique, Wang Shijie's body paused for a moment. This breath was enough to make Xiao Yun do a lot of things.

This pause revealed Wang Shijie's figure from nothingness, and everyone was shocked to find that the knife in Wang Shijie's hand was about to fall on Xiao Yun's neck at this time.

"Xiao Yun was defeated?"

"Why don't you admit defeat?"

"Stopping in the top four is enough to make him proud!"

The sharp-eyed man thought that Wang Shijie showed mercy under his command, and deliberately showed his figure and stopped for a while, giving Xiao Yun a chance to admit defeat.

However, this fact is not the case. This pause of time was not because Wang Shijie showed mercy, but because Xiao Yun used the spirit control technique.

Amid everyone's somewhat puzzled expression, Wang Shijie's face showed an incredible expression in a moment.

This expression seemed to have encountered something that was beyond his reach and was extremely terrible from the sky, and it made everyone confused.

When the masters fight, they fight every minute and every second, and the gap of one breath is enough to affect the subsequent battle situation.

The moment Wang Shijie paused, but the last blow of the Yan Emperor Fist had arrived as promised, just like an emperor ruled the world. All the obstacles were like princes and only one after another!

However, although the Yan Emperor Fist is powerful, when it encounters the word "Zhen" in Xiao Yun's body, it instantly loses its majesty as an emperor.

When the word "Zhen" suppressed all the power of the Yan Emperor's Fist, Wang Shijie instantly recovered and continued to maintain his original movements and came towards Xiao Yun.

However, at this time, Xiao Yun had avoided the crisis of life and death. At the moment of "suppressing" Yan Emperor's Fist, he moved himself to a complete position with his agile body technique.

The result was that the blood-colored sword in Wang Shijie's hand was instantly lost. If it weren't for the timely retraction, his figure might have already left the range of the arena.

"That's the Nine-ring Blood Knife!"

An experienced disciple couldn't help but speak out in horror.

Some elders who were secretly paying attention to the battle showed surprise eyes on their faces, obviously a little disbelief. The Fire Emperor actually gave his weapon of fame to Wang Shijie.

It can be seen that Yanhuo Emperor has valued Wang Shijie so much, but today's things are developing somewhat unexpectedly. Once Wang Shijie is defeated, Yanhuo Emperor will not be able to bear the face.

The Nine-ring Blood Sword is a superb mortal weapon that the Fire Emperor once used. When the Fire Emperor was young, he defeated many enemies with it.

This is a magic knife that has killed many people, and after continuous adjustment by generations of powerful men in the Wang family, it finally came to the hands of the Fire Emperor when he was young.

When he was a child, Emperor Yanhuo even used his cultivation level in the Spirit Sea Realm to kill powerful people at the same level and many higher than him. Even masters from the Tao Palace Realm died in his hands hundreds or thousands.

Over time, even if a strong man in the Tao Palace realm encounters it, he will feel frightened.

The nine-ring blood knife has nine blood-colored rings on the back of the knife.

They were all watered by the blood of thousands of strong men, and when shaken, they would emit a breathtaking sound.

If Xiao Yun had not had the word "Zhen" in his mind to suppress his soul, he would have probably had the Nine-ring Blood Sword's Tao in the moment.

"Nine-ring Blood Knife!"

Whenever the disciples who had heard of it were the Nine-ring Blood Sword, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The successors of the royal family who had once competed with Wang Shijie were all calm at this time, including Lian Qingkong and Mo Yu who were in the top one and two places in the Linghai List.

"Flame and Fire Vein..."

Lian Nishang noticed the Nine-ring Blood Sword in Wang Shijie's hand, and for some reason, he felt relieved. After silently chanting the three words "Yanhuo Mai", his eyes became extremely cold.

"If Xiao Yun hadn't emerged and forced Wang Shijie to play all the trump cards, the biggest winner in the Linghai List this time would probably be the Yanhuo Mai!"

After hearing what Lian Nishang said, Lian Qingkong was thinking about it and then continued: "Now the Fire Vein is at its peak. Once their Wang Shijie is taking the first place in the Spirit Sea List, it will probably directly affect the prestige of our Lian family..."

"You know this is very good at Qingkong, but as long as the number one in the Linghai List is not the Fire Vein, why not take away the descendants of the other three veins once?"

After Lian Nishang's voice finished, his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace. Only Lian Qingkong stood there, looking thoughtful.

In the other direction of the observation stage, Mo Yu, Mo Xin and others silently watched the two people in the battle.

Mo Xin's pretty face turned pale, and at this time she truly saw how big the gap between him and Xiao Yun and Wang Shijie was.

However, contrary to her, Mo Yu's eyes seemed a little calm, and it did not change because Wang Shijie took out the Nine-ring Blood Sword.
Chapter completed!