Chapter 1253 Nightmare
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"hiss……"
The rain of blood sprinkled the air, like blooming flowers dancing in the air.
The purple shadow blade transformed from the shield of punishment is like a flying shuttle that travels through endless years, silent, yet sharp and rapid...
Pei Ye's pupils constricted to the extreme, full of infinite fear, he watched his two legs detach from his body and flew in front of him.
Shocked!
fear!
It all appeared on the face, all the previous fear, anger, and hatred turned into an unprecedented tremor...
All Wu Zong disciples inside and outside Xingqing Peak opened their eyes wide open, each and every one of them felt terrified, and a cold feeling ran down their backs.
My scalp is numb and my feet are shaking!
For all the supporters of Xiqiongfengyuan and Pei Ye, this scene before them will become a nightmare that they will never get rid of for the rest of their lives.
This moment will become a memory imprint that they will never forget.
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Even Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, Wu Yan and others all had pale complexions. They never thought that Pei Ye would meet such a miserable end.
Chu Hen obviously spared his life.
In the blink of an eye, he lost a pair of legs.
So far reduced to useless.
If Situ Song's palm strength hadn't slightly changed the trajectory of the shadow blade just now, Chu Hen's blow might have cut Pei Ye in two.
Instantly die here!
...
At this moment, the faint purple light in Chu Hen's pupils slowly faded away.
The six black dots also disappeared.
Compared with the defense-oriented five-star demon pupil, the bloodline of the Holy Body, which has evolved into a six-star, has re-evolved to a higher level of powerful power.
The shield of punishment is no longer limited to the defensive end.
Can also be used for attacks!
The shield, which was supposed to defend against astonishing punishment, was powerful enough to rival the might of a divine weapon once it was used in an attack.
...
"boom!"
Pei Ye, who fell from a high altitude, hit heavily on the devastated fighting arena. The severe pain and the heavy trauma he suffered made him mad like a mad dog.
"what……"
The miserable screams made one's heart shudder, followed by a mouthful of blood gushing out, and he fell to the ground with his head depressed, unconscious.
The chief disciple of Xiqiong Peak.
Not long ago, he was arrogant and proud of the audience.
In a blink of an eye, it was as miserable as a dead dog.
All of this is thanks to Chu Hen.
...
Looking at Pei Ye, who was desperate to die, the master of West Qiong Peak, Situ Song, had red eyes and was furious to the extreme.
He glared at Chu Hen angrily, with a deep chill and murderous intent in his eyes.
"You are so brave..."
Every word is like ice, bitingly cold.
Suddenly, an unshakable and majestic momentum erupted directly from Situ Song's body, and it actually flew (body shēn) towards Chu Hen's position.
...
"Stop!" Yuan Shang, the leader of Beichen Peak, shouted sharply.
The master of Dongxuan Peak, Ao Yunzhuang, and the master of Nanling Peak, Ning Qiushui, were also shocked.
No one thought that Situ Song would be so furious that he would attack a mere disciple regardless of his identity as the peak master.
...
What happened was extremely unexpected.
Everyone was too late to stop it.
Chu Hen's eyes sank, he clenched his fists, and the endless manic Xuansha Divine Thunder rushed out of his body.
But just in the next moment, all the power released by Chu Hen was suppressed, the dark blue lightning pillars were all retracted, and even the true energy circulating inside the body was completely stagnant. Confinement jìn) confinement state...
"No, it's the 'Spirit Binding Art'..." Someone in the audience exclaimed.
The art of binding spirits!
Situ Song's original (Jìn) confinement technique can freeze the opponent's power into a static state in an instant.
Everyone in the audience was shocked!
This Situ Songuo really wanted to take Chu Hen's life to vent his hatred.
...
Looking at Chu Hen who could hardly move, the complexions of Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang, Zhao Qingyi, Wu Yan and others were all as white as paper.
"Brother Chuhen..."
"stop!"
...
Without any pause, Situ Song's solid palm force was like a mad dragon going out to sea, crushing down towards Chu Hen below.
Chu Hen's pupils tightened sharply.
The endless momentum of destruction surged down.
Just when everyone thought that Chu Hen was going to die, a heavy and violent explosion of "Boom..." was released in the sky above the Lingxiaotai, and the violent real energy mixed with chaotic spiritual energy spread across the audience ...
Under a pair of astonished gazes, Situ Song's sharp palm was the first to hit a light curtain composed of thousands of runes.
"That's the art of runes...he's still a sect-level tattoo artist..."
A subconscious sentence blurted out from the mouth of Ning Qiushui, the leader of Nanling Peak.
Art of runes!
Zong level tattoo artist!
...
A simple sentence once again set off a huge wave in the hearts of everyone in the audience.
Shocked every time!
Surprises every time!
Just like Chu Hen's continuous trump cards, everything that happened today shocked everyone to doubt their lives.
evildoer?
genius?
At this moment, all the geniuses are all eclipsed.
Even Qiu Xingyi, who was at the top of the Tianwu list, quietly became the foil of Chu Hen.
...
How can anyone reach it?
But it is unmatched!
...
However, in just a split second, the rune light curtain in front of Chu Hen (body shēn) transformed by Ling Yi was instantly shattered by Situ Song's domineering palm power...
After all, he is the master of the peak courtyard!
The entire Wu Zong is under one person and above ten thousand people.
No matter how monstrous Chu Hen was, it was difficult to contend with him.
The bright rune light curtain exploded into countless fragments of light and shadow, Chu Hen was also shocked, and at the same time as he retreated again and again, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth...
One palm is not dead!
Situ Song's second palm followed closely, and overwhelming terror swept down.
At this moment, an imposing (body shēn) figure stood in front of Chu Hen's (body shēn) impressively, and it also raised its palms out, and the thin, dry palms lingering with strong true energy slammed against Situ firmly. On top of loose palm strength...
"boom!"
"boom!"
The thunder-like explosion shook the sky, the frenzied wind and waves howled in the sky, the rocks under the Lingxiao platform collapsed, and the aftermath of the churning true energy was like a tide...
The two retreated towards the rear.
I saw that the person who came was none other than Yuan Shang, the master of Beichen Peak.
"Situ Song..." Yuan Shang frowned horizontally, showing majesty, and called the opponent by name, "If you openly attack a disciple, will you live like a dog?"
At the last moment, save Chu Hen.
Everyone in Beichenfengyuan heaved a sigh of relief.
Long Xuanshuang and Ye Yao rushed to the fighting stage immediately.
"Brother Chuhen, how are you?" Ye Yao asked anxiously, with a look of worry on her brows.
Chu Hen wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, smiled and shook his head, expressing that he was fine.
Immediately, he raised his eyes to look at Situ Song in front, with a chill in his eyes.
...
And Situ Song's eyes were even redder, as he gritted his teeth with hatred for Chu Hen.
He was glaring at Yuan Shang who stood in front of him, and before he could speak, a trembling aura filled the sky above Xingqing Peak.
"If you do something in front of the suzerain, are you afraid that I will not survive?"
The indifferent voice is as calm as the water in an ancient well.
But this sentence without any (emotional) fluctuations directly caused the face of the master of Zhongfengyuan to change suddenly...
Situ Song's heartstrings trembled suddenly, and all the anger and arrogance in his heart disappeared immediately, as if awakened from a dream, Situ Song immediately knelt down on his knees.
"Lord Sovereign, calm down, I was confused for a moment, please forgive me, Lord Sovereign!"
"Wow..."
In an instant, all the disciples and high-level elders in Xingqing Peak all got up (body shēn), bowed (body shēn) and lowered their heads, muttering in unison.
"My lord, calm down!"