Chapter 540

"Xiao He, can Xiao Jian really resist?" Ouyang looked at the sky and frowned slightly. Although she didn't see the Guanghua confrontation, it's unrealistic to rely on her physical body to compete with the martial arts of Huadan territory.

"Don't worry, the childe won't suffer." Sun Xiaohe obviously has extraordinary confidence in Xiao Jian. His pretty face is a little natural. Since the childe is ready to fight the enemy with his flesh, it means that the childe is absolutely capable. Even if the battle looks weak, it doesn't matter.

Although Wang Tong no longer tried to use his martial arts to break Xiao Jian, he chose the most advantageous fighting method for him, that is, directly rolling with the Xuanqi intensity of Huadan realm.

The Xuanqi degree and toughness of Huadan realm are far from comparable to that of Jindan realm, which is also the reason why Wang Tong chooses to continue the war.

"Hehe, do you rely solely on the power of the flesh? It doesn't pay much attention to Wang Tong in Huadan territory." Fang Tai didn't care about the battle, shook his folding fan and said slowly.

"It's just an act of looking for death. He shouldn't last long."

Yang Tian asked, his eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes stared at Xiao Jian's figure, but he found that after each collision, the latter's breath was a trace of decline. I'm afraid it won't be long before he will lose.

"I don't think so. Have you forgotten his endless cards?" the cold voice of Leng Qingchi sounded. Then he glanced at the figure wrapped in blood red light and said faintly: "don't you find that Xiao Jian is only the power to urge the body from beginning to end? I'm afraid he should really do it next."

"No, there is still room for such an offensive? I'd like to believe that he can't resist it by other means, so he has to rely only on physical strength."

Lei Meng glanced at him. He obviously disagreed. He was very upset when he lost to Xiao Jian last time. If Wang Tong, who has reached the state of Huadan, can't clean up this guy, can he still raise his head when he sees each other in the future.

"Believe it or not, Wang Tong should also have hidden many means, and the next should be the wonderful time." Leng Qingchi's eyes showed their brilliance, stared at the slightly decadent figure in the sky, and quietly clenched his fist.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Xiao Jian, who was constantly punching and kicking, also looked up at the fierce attack. He really looked down on him because he wanted to crush him with Xuanqi.

He looked at Wang Tong's cold smile when he made a move. He also smiled faintly and took a deep breath. Then the blood on his body was steep and deep. Since there was no result, he had to use some means.

I'm afraid you think too much to beat me so easily.

The extremely violent dark gas swept between heaven and earth like a storm. The two lights and shadows were like the God of war. They fiercely collided in the sky. The bloody fist and the dark giant sword roared fiercely. The explosion of the dark gas shock wave made the surrounding space vibrate faintly.

It was another extremely fierce collision, but the bright man's body was separated by the shock, and Xiao Jian's blood light became deeper and deeper, as if a powerful demon God was about to recover.

Wang Tong stepped into the realm of Huadan. Sure enough, he was not able to compete only with his flesh. In that case, he used his martial skills to crush each other completely.

"Can't the flesh resist it? It's just what I want to fight for martial arts!"

Wang Tong held the dark long sword in his hand. His eyes looked coldly at Xiao Jian with blood light. A strong killing intention flashed in the depths of his eyes. Soon he made a seal with one hand, and the dark and mysterious Qi in his body rushed to the dark giant sword like a tide.

Buzz!

The dark light rippled in the body of the giant sword like a substance, and the cold was diffuse. Immediately, his eyes were cold, and the majestic dark air quickly condensed on the sword. Finally, the dark giant sword became deeper and deeper, and the meaning of forest cold seemed to freeze through this space.

"You divine sword, cut in the cold!"

Wang Tong burst out, and the giant sword waved fiercely. The dark giant sword seemed to freeze the void in an instant. The vertical and horizontal position of the sword Qi actually condensed the surrounding air into black ice. The cold force was frightening.

Wang Tong's sword almost pushed his power to the extreme. Combined with this domineering sword move, it was enough to crack the sky.

Many geniuses could not help but look at the fierce sword.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Xiao Jian's face did not change at all. He was still so calm and calm. Between the surging blood color, an extremely powerful killing storm swept open. In a moment, his momentum climbed to the peak.

"It's so easy to draw a conclusion. Is it too hasty?"

The voice was not loud, but it was so steady and calm that people who were concerned about the war could not figure out what cards he was going to play.

Wang Tong's eyes were still so cold, and he didn't move for this sentence. He looked coldly at the bloody Xiao Jian and said gloomily, "if you dare to speak hard at this time, then die for me!"

In Wang Tong's eyes, the killing intention surged, and the giant sword crashed down with a faster momentum. The dark dark ice force directly frozen through a long and narrow dark ice path in the air. Even the space was split into some small cracks.

Xiao Jian stood in the air, his eyes were calm, and his hands quickly printed. The mysterious printing formula led to a trace of deep blood murderous spirit, and gradually condensed a blood demonic lotus in front of him.

The lotus flower was a small one, glittering and translucent, and the blood color flowed. Then Xiao Jian held it with one hand. The lotus rose in the storm, and in a twinkling it did not turn into a giant of tens of feet. The blood light filled the air and quietly suspended over Xiao Jian.

This huge blood colored lotus doesn't seem to have too many mysterious gas fluctuations, but on the blood dense petals, a simple and obscure Rune flickers. The rune flickers slightly, and a startling wave quietly spreads out.

Xiao Jian stretched out his palm and gently held the huge lotus. He smiled at the welcoming Wang Tong. The corners of his mouth were full of banter. He saw his fingers gently, and then a faint voice slowly spread in the sky: "blood demon Tiangong, dead blood lotus!"

When this voice fell, the huge blood lotus floating quietly in the sky quietly bloomed at the moment, and the blood brilliance filled half the sky. There was a palpitating fluctuation hidden in the blood.

Anyone can feel the terrible power contained in the huge and enchanting blood lotus. This level of martial arts is at least the level of the earth level!