Chapter 4116

The black light dissipated, revealing the figure of the puppet Mo Hun, like a fierce ghost, clinging to the blood-clothed protector.

Her eyes widened and she looked at Mo Hun in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Hmph, go to hell."

Xueyi didn't say much. For her, she had already killed countless people and her heart was numb, leaving only her violent instinct.

From Mo Hun, she instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous aura that almost froze her.

If she wants to live, she must fight desperately, otherwise she will end up dead.

Then go for it.

The blood-colored long whip covered with barbs was swung with all its strength, making a whimpering sound, and was whipped towards Chen Xiao under the shock of the air.

In an instant, countless whip shadows appeared, forming a phantom cage, several times faster than lightning, and whipped through.

"What a quick whip."

Chen Xiao's pupils shrank, but he did not resist and allowed the barbed whip to hit his body.

"Bang bang bang."

A series of crashing sounds came out, and the protective magic power flashed on Mo Hun's body surface. It looked very scary, but it seemed like nothing happened, motionless as a mountain, and it didn't cause much damage at all.

When Xueyi saw it, he was so horrified that he didn't dare to think too much and yelled with all his strength: "Try this trick from me again."

There was a crisp sound, the sound of breaking through the air started again, and the long whip was swung.

The next moment, Xue Yi turned around and ran away without looking back, "Blood Light Escape Technique."

Originally, she didn't think about risking her life from the beginning, she just wanted to escape. Taking advantage of Chen Xiao's opportunity to attack, she directly burned her life and used the secret method of escape.

With a snap, the figure in blood clothes melted rapidly and turned into countless bloody lights, which exploded in mid-air and flew into the distance.

Although the cost of this move is extremely tragic, the advantage is that it is impossible to prevent. As long as a streak of blood escapes, you can be reincarnated again.

Of course, the cost is also huge.

After that, her soul realm will permanently fall, and she will no longer be able to become stronger through practice. She will always have the realm of manifestation, which is cruel.

But compared to death, she still wanted to live.

If Xueyi had encountered other monks instead of Chen Xiao, she would have really been allowed to escape.

Unfortunately, she met Chen Xiao.

"Want to leave? Soul-stealing sword."

A small cyan sword flew out, with a flash, and the speed was so fast that it was silent. In just a moment, the countless blood lights separated by the blood clothes were all broken, and the soul was destroyed on the spot.

The speed of the soul-stealing sword was so fast that even a fish that slipped through the net was not missed.

"receive."

In mid-air, Chen Xiao made a move with his right hand, and the soul-stealing sword flew back, bringing back with it a trace of the remnant soul of the blood-clothed protector.

I saw only this ray of remnant soul, the face was extremely distorted, and there was endless resentment and evil spirit around it. The whole body was riddled with holes and tatters, and it was suffering from great suffering all the time.

"Kill me, kill me, please kill me."

The blood-clothed protector's eyes wept with blood, and he roared desperately.

Her current situation made life worse than death. She was completely desperate and just wanted a quick death.

In my heart, I didn't feel much sadness and remorse, I just felt helpless and a little unwilling.

When she chose to embark on this evil path, it seemed that the outcome was already doomed.

When Chen Xiao saw it, he couldn't bear it. He sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll send you to your door soon."

The blood-clothed protector, who was riddled with resentment, had a rare gentle smile on his ferocious face, which seemed to be relief.

"Thank you."

Chen Xiao nodded, "Search for souls."

He reached out with his right hand, and the power of his spiritual thoughts was like a spider's thread wrapping the remaining soul, and like countless steel needles piercing into it, searching for the soul bit by bit.

The process of soul searching was extremely painful, but for the dying Xue Yi, it was a kind of relief.

After a moment, Chen Xiao's eyes lit up, "I found you, leader of the Blood Spirit Sect. Oh, it turns out you were hiding here."

Then, the five fingers of his right hand tightened, and the remaining soul was crushed into pieces, turning into countless tiny points of light and dissipating into the void.

Completely relieved.

Chen Xiaoren was in mid-air, his eyes were deep, but what was hidden was endless anger, and he was looking in a certain direction.

"The Blood Spirit Cult, oh, damn it."

His feet flew into the air, and his whole body shot out. He crossed hundreds of thousands of miles in just one step and disappeared in place.

Far away from Baishi City, there is a prosperous city called Anyang City, with a population of over ten million, among which there are many monks and a prosperous population. The Zhao family has been respected for dozens of generations, and it can be called the overlord of the area.

Today, as usual, the head of the family, Zhao Zheng, is sitting firmly in the main hall, with a figure like a tiger and a leopard, with the power of not being angry. The many maids and clan members below are busy keeping their feet from touching the ground.

Zhao Zheng raised his head and took a big sip of wine, then hugged the delicate, fair-skinned female cultivator in his arms, put his hand into the skirt of his clothes, and started playing with it wantonly, with an evil look on his face.

"Are you ready for the family meeting?"

At this time, Zhao Zheng, whose face was glowing red, asked.

Hearing this, Zuo Zuo quickly replied: "Master, according to your wishes, all the disciples in the clan who are above the Soul Realm have been recalled to participate in this family meeting, and the arrangements have been made."

"Haha, I can rest assured that you are doing something. Let's go take a look."

Zhao Zheng put aside the female cultivator in his arms, stood up, and strode out of the hall.

"yes."

Left and right hurriedly followed.

The huge Zhao family's mansion occupies an extremely wide area, almost half of the entire Anyang City, and is entirely the Zhao family's territory. It can be said that Anyang City is the Zhao family's Anyang City.

In the city, Zhao Zheng, as the head of the Zhao family, has the power of life and death, and he has complete control over what he wants and what he wants.

Outside the main hall of the Zhao family is a huge martial arts performance field. At this time, it is surrounded by countless children of the Zhao family, including men and women, some with strong strength and some with low strength. Everyone gathers together, and it is very lively.

In the center of the martial arts arena is a arena.

The Zhao family holds a family meeting once every ten years. Firstly, it is a lively and lively celebration. Secondly, it is for selection. The family leader selects cultivation geniuses and encourages them. The arena in front of them is the highlight of the family meeting.

As the competitions unfolded, cheers could be heard endlessly.

"Okay, a good fight. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have already cultivated my fist to such a level. It's so powerful."

"Wow, he really made a breakthrough. It seems that the legend is true. Now there is something good to watch."

"I don't know who will be in the top ten in this year's competition. I'm really looking forward to it, it's so interesting."

"Yes, it is said that this year's reward is very unusual, but the ancestor personally set it, and it is even rarer than in previous years. It's a pity that we don't have the strength to compete for it."

"Look, look, it's Zhao Feng. He's about to take action. I can guarantee that he will have a place in the top ten of this year's competition. Take a look." Witnessed by countless members of the Zhao family, on the ring The disciples worked hard to win and get rewards.