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Chapter 327 The Power of Blood

"Get out!"

Tu Sanqian's eyes were cold, his right hand formed a palm, and the void suddenly burst out.

Endless golden spiritual essences surged out like a torrent, and turned into a huge spiritual essence palm more than ten feet above the void.

This Lingyuan's palm has a clear texture, and there are palm patterns on the palm, as if it is a real person's palm.

Xing Hesong stood in the air, and pointed out his index finger in the void with his right hand, and a strange blood light burst out from his fingertips.

But the blood light burst out from the fingertips and rushed into the void, turning into more than ten feet of blood-colored fingers, leaving the sky.

Boom boom boom! The golden palm and bloody fingers bombarded together heavily, bursting out in the void with endless explosions.

An endless storm swept away, and the clouds in the sky were completely blown away, revealing the clear blue sky.

The aftermath of the golden and blood-colored energy swept across all directions like a torrent, and the warriors around them retreated one after another.

The palace buildings several miles under the feet of Tu Sanqian and Xing Hesong collapsed into ruins because they could not bear the power of both.

"kindness?

Tu Sanqian, your strength is stronger than I expected!”

Xing Hesong narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Tu Sanqian, the opposite side, also took a few steps back. The two stood hanging above a height of hundreds of meters, confronting each other from a distance.

"Elder Xing! I have no desire to be an enemy of you! Today I want to protect Mu Feng's life, you'd better get out of here!"

Tu Sanqian's eyes were too long and authentic.

Xing Hesong sneered: "Tu Sanqian! It's really a coincidence that I'm going to let Mu Feng die today. If you want to save Mu Feng, you need to defeat me!"

As he said that, Xing Hesong took a step in his right foot, and a crackling sound came from his body, and his momentum was rising, just like a volcano on the erupting ground, with a momentum like a rainbow and a dragon.

Tu Sanqian's face was gloomy, and he was secretly shocked by Xing Hesong's strength.

If he expected it was good, Xing Hesong's cultivation level might have reached the peak of the Ninth Level of the Life Sea. If he went further, he would probably be able to step into the realm of King of Martial Arts with half his foot.

What made Tu Sanqian even more afraid was that Xing Hesong put such great pressure on him before he could use his bloodline. If Xing Hesong tried his best, he would probably be under greater pressure.

"Tu Sanqian! You are not my opponent. Your cultivation is still a little short of the peak of the Ninth Level of the Life Sea. If you fight with me, you will definitely lose!"

Xing Hesong's eyes were full of arrogance. He was confident that even if he did not use the power of blood, he could defeat Tu Sanqian, so he planned to let Tu Sanqian retreat.

"Elder Xing! This may not be..." Tu Sanqian also stepped out of the void, the fighting spirit in his eyes was as violent as a fire, and the momentum in his body surged out like the momentum of burning the sky.

If it were the past, he would be far from being a match for Xing Hesong.

But now, he is no longer the same as before. With the help of Mu Feng, he has melted two bloodlines. Once he has performed it, even a half-step Martial King will not be able to kill him.

Xing Hesong's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. He obviously did not expect that Tu Sanqian would dare to fight him even though he knew he was not his opponent.

"Tu Sanqian! I will not hold back! If you are careless and die in my hands, you can only blame yourself if you blame me!"

Xing Hesong carried his hands behind his back and walked step by step towards Tu Sanqian from the void.

As he continued to approach Tu Sanqian, Xing Hesong's momentum became more and more terrifying, and his skin gradually changed, becoming no longer dry or wrinkled.

After looking closely, his skin gradually showed clear dark veins.

What's even more strange is that among these dark veins, strands of black flames swept out, instantly wrapping him up.

"It seems that Elder Xing is going to fight quickly! Even the dark bloodline was directly used."

Wu Yucheng's mouth raised a faint curve and murmured to himself.

In the entire Qinghong Sect, only three people are qualified to practice the bloodline awakening method, namely the Qinghong Martial King, the Qinghong Sect Leader, and the Great Elder Xing Hesong.

Xing Hesong rarely uses his bloodline power. Once he uses it, it means that he is indeed serious.

"Tu Sanqian is going to be unlucky! The peak of the Ninth Level of the Life Sea plus the power of bloodline, Tu Sanqian cannot be an opponent!"

"This Tu Sanqian is also stupid! Mu Feng is over, and he is willing to help him. Now he has harmed himself."

"..." In the distance, the kings of the four countries surrounded Mu Feng. Every word of your words and I was paying attention to the battle between Xing Hesong and Tu Sanqian.

In their eyes, Mu Feng was already in the jar. They could do whatever they wanted, and they didn't rush to catch Mu Feng.

Mu Feng carried his hands on his back, and he was also hanging in the air, his expression as calm as water, without any tension at all.

And his eyes also fell on the battlefield between Xing Hesong and Tu Sanqian in the distance.

At this moment, Xing Hesong's speed was getting faster and faster, and a sharp and sharp tearing sound sounded in the air. Endless black flames poured out, forming a black tail behind him.

Many of the warriors onlookers were disgusted by it and were completely shocked by Xing Hesong's terrifying offensive.

Tear! In an instant, Xing Hesong arrived in front of Tu Sanqian, clenched his right hand into a fist, and blasted out suddenly. The rolling black flames roared out, like the force of burning the sky, hitting Tu Sanqian's face.

"Tu Sanqian! You are dead!"

Xing Hesong showed a proud look on the corner of his mouth. After using his bloodline power, his strength increased sharply. Even with a random punch, he could severely damage the ordinary Ninth Level of the Life Sea.

He didn't think Tu Sanqian could block his punch.

Tu Sanqian looked particularly calm. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he did not retreat but advanced, and his right fist also blasted out, intending to confront Xing Hesong head-on.

"Is this Tu Sanqian crazy?

It’s really hard to fight against Elder Xing in his bloodline, he’s really looking for death!”

Wu Yucheng's eyes showed surprise, and he didn't understand Tu Sanqian's behavior. In his opinion, this was seeking death.

Not only Wu Yucheng, Yuan Ruiguang, the kings of the Four Kingdoms and most of the people present also shook their heads in their hearts.

They could all see that Xing Hesong in his bloodline is much stronger than Tu Sanqian, and Tu Sanqian is indeed impulsive to fight head-on.

However, everyone didn't see that when Tu Sanqian's right fist was blowing out, golden veins surged out of his skin.

The moment the golden veins appeared, strands of golden flames jumped out of the veins, instantly filling Tu Sanqian's entire body.

Boom! The two fists touched each other, and a terrifying explosion sound burst out from the air.

In an instant, the two black and golden flames in the fists soared into the sky, intertwined each other, and instantly spread throughout the sky.

Looking closely, the sky above the Jiuli Palace was completely covered with black and golden flames.

A terrifying temperature invaded, and many dry cracks appeared on the surfaces of many buildings within the Jiuli Palace.

Most of the surrounding martial artists in the sea of ​​life mobilized their spiritual energy to cover their bodies, resisting the sudden terrifying temperature.

Some warriors with low cultivation had their clothes and skin dry and cracked, and they were so scared that they retreated from the Jiuli Palace, their eyes full of fear.
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