Chapter eight hundred and twelve(2/2)
All he has to do is defeat the other party and avenge his previous shame!
As the roar was heard, the blood evil spirits on Wu Xiaotian's body flashed across the sky, crossing hundreds of meters away. A ferocious blood-colored afterimages were left along the road, and the true body instantly appeared in front of Jiang Ziye, raising his hand
He slashed his palm and looked at it.
Rumble!
This palm was like a river flowing back, with evil spirits roaring, rolling up endless blood clouds. It was Wu Xiaotian’s specialty, Blood Cloud Slashing!
"broken!"
Jiang Ziye's face did not change color, and she looked up with a light finger.
boom!
There was a shocking noise during the touch, and the two of them retreated.
"Blood Shadow Demon Trace!"
Before the black roaring sky landed in the air, the blood evil all over his body rolled up again like a river, wrapping his body like a blood python that opened its mouth and bit it hard. This move changed very quickly and was used extremely brightly.
The body movement and the roaring evil spirit can interfere with the opponent's six consciousnesses and cause spatial confusion to people.
Crack Crack Crack Crack!
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ziye was hit seven times in a row, and each punch fell like it had been bitten by a blood python.
"Split!"
Seeing that his opponent was in power and was unforgivable, Jiang Ziye stabilized the true energy in his body and pushed the opponent's evil aura out of his body. His aura spread like a cloud. Under the opponent's aura, Jiang Ziye was clearly standing in front of him.
But it seemed to be gone and could not lock it.
"Go!"
Just when Wu Xiaotian was a little stunned, Jiang Ziye blew over with her palm, and a strange phenomenon appeared behind her. There were boundless white clouds piled up like mountains, towering and heavy, and the mountain rose from the ground brought great pressure to people.
Every time a palm was blown out, a mountain was piled up. After a few palms, there were already mountains behind Jiang Ziye, which were endless.
"Qianyun Jue!"
"It's the Qianyun Jue again, the universe and the world are full of gathering and dispersion, which is really unfathomable."
"Wu Xiaotian was a little uncomfortable, and he could not perform his blood evil magic skills at all."
The face of Wu Xiaotian on the Shenglong Platform changed slightly. After a few years of not seeing each other, his opponent became stronger. I am afraid that the Qianyun Art has been practiced for the other party at the thirteenth level, and it has reached the legendary realm of transformation, which is really a bit powerful and terrifying.
"Look at how I can break your Ganyun Art!"
Wu Xiaotian's eyes flashed. He was not wasting time over the years. He had already thought about how to crack the other party's Ganyun Art.
There are still ways to not be released?
Seeing the surging blood light on Wu Xiaotian's body, everyone showed a look of anticipation.
Chapter completed!