Chapter 867 13 Swords

The surrounding onlookers did not know Zhou Ran.

"Who is this guy? How dare he challenge Jia Xiong?"

"Even Master Daotian was completely defeated. Can he go up there?"

"I don't know, you're an idiot from nowhere!"

Jia Xiong has killed thirteen foreign masters, all of whom were Nascent Soul or above. Jia Xiong had to crush these challengers to death.

How could the unknown Zhou Ran defeat such a strong man?

Lin Xuan couldn't help but worry. He had seen Zhou Ran's strength. Zhou Ran was indeed very strong, but he was only able to kill the golden elixir monster instantly.

Jia Xiong is not a monster, and he is far more powerful than the golden elixir. Zhou Ran stepped forward rashly, fearing that the danger would be worse.

"Zhou Ran, since you have come up to challenge me, I will say the ugly things first!" Jia Xiong pointed to the thirteen hanging corpses, "These are the people I killed today. There is no turning back in the bloodline test, or you win." , or die!"

"I know."

Zhou Ran said lightly, his calm posture made Jia Xiong feel uncomfortable.

As long as they are challengers, they are all trembling with fear. This is the first time I have seen someone as unafraid as Zhou Ran.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Jia Xiong snorted coldly and walked towards Zhou Ran.

A heavy palm struck Zhou Ran's forehead, the force of the palm was like a mountain pressing down, enough to smash Zhou Ran's head to pieces.

Facing the overwhelming attack, Zhou Ran remained calm and waved a palm towards Jia Xiong.

The two palms met together, making a violent sound.

Even someone as strong as Jia Xiong was actually shocked by this palm and took a step back.

Jia Xiong felt his arms go numb, and then he realized that the opponent in front of him was completely different from the strong men he had encountered before, and belonged to another realm.

Compared with Jia Xiong's shock, Zhou Ran was unscathed. He looked at his palms.

I am not good at fisting, and the palm just now was just a whim.

But a slap on the spur of the moment was enough for Jia Xiong.

"Jia Xiong, stop warming up and get serious! When you competed with those thirteen masters, you haven't tried your best, right?"

Zhou Ran said lightly, Jia Xiong's expression suddenly changed.

He was actually at a disadvantage with the slap just now, and more importantly, the opponent in front of him was so arrogant.

"You asked for this!"

Jia Xiong was furious, and the true energy in his body continued to expand.

There were gusts of strong wind all around, and the strong wind was filled with powerful force. Those onlookers who lacked concentration were even blown away by the strong wind.

Even those who could stop and watch couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"I'm finally going to use Jia Xiong's magical power to suppress Shura. That kid actually provokes Jia Xiong. Isn't this looking for death?"

"Use the prison-suppressing Shura, let alone that kid, even we will be in danger!"

"What to do? Let's run away!"

Everyone was talking about it, and Lin Xuan was too frightened to speak.

Zhou Ran and Jia Xiong had the upper hand in the palm fight, which surprised Lin Xuan. What was even more surprising was that Zhou Ran actually spoke to stimulate Jia Xiong. Isn't this too courageous?

Now that Jia Xiong is angry, what should Zhou Ran do?

In full view of everyone, Jia Xiong finally released all the true energy in his body, and his body also changed.

What appeared in front of Zhou Ran was a monster with three heads and six arms. The six arms held different weapons.

All of them are magical weapons at the level of mysterious weapons.

"Hehehehe! This is my magical power, Shura Shura. Zhou Ran, if you can die under my magical power, it is considered your good fortune!"

Jia Xiong sneered, no longer hesitated, and walked straight towards Zhou Ran.

It was completely different from the momentum just now. Just like a cannonball, the six magic weapons used different moves and attacked Zhou Ran from different angles.

No matter how you look at it, this blow cannot be avoided.

"That's it?"

Zhou Ran smiled slightly, and without even trying to avoid Jia Xiong's attack, the Jade Blood Sword in the Qiankun Ring had already flown out.

"You also use a sword?"

Jia Xiong said angrily, even though Zhou Ran used a sword, he had six magic weapons, and Zhou Ran only had one. With six against one, how could he lose?

However, the next second, Jia Xiong was shocked.

Although Zhou Ran only used one sword, the power of this sword was completely different.

The golden light of the Jade Blood Sword flashed, and several sword energy burst out, forcing Jia Xiong's attack back.

"What!"

Jia Xiong was shocked. Before he could react, the sword energy struck him again. Jia Xiong could not avoid it, and the sword energy passed through his thigh, causing Jia Xiong great pain.

"Damn guy!"

Jia Xiong cursed loudly, but to no avail. Zhou Ran had already arrived, and the jade blood sword in the air attacked Jia Xiong again.

This blow hit Jia Xiong in the abdomen.

"ah!"

Jia Xiong screamed loudly, and then he realized that Zhou Ran was much more powerful than the strong men from the outside world that he had encountered.

Nascent Soul? Become a god? Perhaps it has surpassed these two realms.

"Zhou Ran, you passed! You passed the bloodline test, you can enter the inner realm!"

Jia Xiong had no choice but to give in. If he continued to fight Zhou Ran, he would definitely die.

Zhou Ran pretended not to understand: "What did you say? I have already passed? But you just said that you will either win or die in this battle. Did I hear it wrong?"

Zhou Ran's words made Jia Xiong grit his teeth.

"How dare you, Zhou Ran, to kill me? I am the gatekeeper of Rashomon. If you kill me, you will be hunted down even if you enter the inner domain!" Jia Xiong threatened fiercely.

Zhou Ran smiled and said, "I can also not kill you, but you have to take my thirteen swords to atone for those foreign strongmen who were hung up by you for public display."

"What did you say!"

Jia Xiong's eyes were full of anger.

He actually had to take thirteen swords for those untouchables.

"Zhou Ran, you dare!"

Jia Xiong opened his eyes wide, but for Zhou Ran, this level of threat was not a big deal.

Thirteen swords represent thirteen insulted corpses.

A gentleman can be killed, but not insulted. Jia Xiong's behavior has touched the bottom line, and he must pay the price for it.

The Jade Blood Sword flew out and went towards Jia Xiong's body.

Jia Xiong was already timid, how could he resist Zhou Ran's Jade Blood Sword?

One sword, one sword, and another sword.

Thirteen swords, not one more, not one less.

Although Jia Xiong's body was strong, he could not resist Zhou Ran's Jade Blood Sword.

After thirteen sword strikes, Jia Xiong was already dead. .

Zhou Ran looked at Jia Xiong's body coldly, and another sword energy shot out. In a flash, Jia Xiong's body was nailed to the Rashomon by the sword energy, together with the thirteen foreign warriors he killed.

Then Zhou Ran looked at Jia Xiong's men again and said, "I won, can I go in now?"