On the battlefield, those who are greedy for life and afraid of death often die the worst.
People who are not afraid of death can often live to the end.
This seems like a paradox, but it does exist.
Just like now, with the help of seven bloody halos, Qi Xuanting can exchange injuries for injuries. The more seriously injured he is, the stronger his combat effectiveness will be.
"Stab"
Qi Xuanting raised his right hand, and there was a silver scimitar in his hand, with water-like ripples flowing on its surface, and at the same time revealing a fierce murderous aura. The blade was engraved with countless complicated totems, and it was obviously a high-grade spiritual weapon at the heaven level.
"Deadly Sword Technique"
Qi Xuanting wielded the silver scimitar at an incredible speed. The sharp blade was like a life-harvesting scythe of death, completely cutting the air.
Ye Fan was not afraid and stood up with his gun drawn.
The ancient spear and the sharpness of the blood of the gods are enough to defeat this scimitar in an instant.
However, just as he was about to stab the scimitar with the tip of the spear, Qi Xuanting turned his body sideways and actively pushed his chest against the tip of the spear, as if he was seeking death.
"?_"
The ancient spear pierced Qi Xuanting's right chest, and a stream of bright red blood spattered, and blood lotuses bloomed in mid-air, which was shocking.
With just this one blow, Qi Xuanting suffered extremely horrific injuries. His skin, flesh, and bones were completely pierced by the spear, and his face was as pale as paper.
But in an instant, those seven bloody haloes burst out with a coquettish light, as if giving Qi Xuanting a majestic power. This energy seemed to skyrocket endlessly. Even a strong man who had survived four or five heavenly tribulations would not be able to survive.
Far worse.
"Whoosh"
The next moment, Qi Xuanting suddenly swung his silver scimitar and chopped Ye Fan's left arm hard.
"Stab"
Ye Fan couldn't dodge, and a deep bone-deep wound suddenly appeared on his left arm, and blood spurted out, making him extremely painful.
Immediately, the two figures passed each other, each passing hundreds of meters.
Looking closely, a huge hole appeared in Qi Xuanting's right chest, as if it had been annihilated by a black hole. No matter how hard he mobilized his inner energy, he could not regenerate his flesh and blood.
This ancient spear once killed gods. Even though it is sealed now, it is still as powerful as ever.
However, after suffering such a serious injury, Qi Xuanting did not show any expression of pain on his face. Instead, his eyes were scarlet, his face was ferocious, and the corners of his mouth were outlined with a wanton smile.
On the other hand, the wound on Ye Fan's left arm that was split open by a scimitar contained Qi Xuanting's domineering inner strength and could never be healed.
"Boy, this is just the beginning. I'm going to cut you into pieces with a thousand knives to purge the hatred in my heart."
Qi Xuanting roared like a beast, in a desperate posture, waving the long knife wildly, and the sword energy swept over the ground like mercury, not giving Ye Fan any chance to breathe.
Ye Fan raised his gun to respond to the enemy.
Both of them were as fast as thunder, so dazzling that the monks watching the battle could only barely capture two afterimages.
However, the sounds of weapons clashing and the sound of sharp blades entering the body were heard one after another during the confrontation, revealing the brutality of this battle.
Relying on the domineering effect of the bloody halo, Qi Xuanting completely gave up on defense and adopted the strategy of "injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging himself a thousand".
However, he didn't care at all about the "one thousand" he lost, but only the "eight hundred" he injured the enemy.
This is a completely lifeless strategy
How does Qi Xuanting look like the noble third prince of the Dawu Dynasty? He is clearly a mad dog.
But the more this happens, the more terrifying he becomes
Even though he was covered in blood and bruised, his fighting power was increasing rapidly, dozens of times higher than at the beginning.
This kind of fighting power made many Tribulation-Transcending True Immortals present tremble. Even Emperor Xia Qin Yuan and Elder Zhaixingzi frowned and their faces became increasingly gloomy.
As the other protagonist of this war, Ye Fan's current situation is really uncomfortable.
Even though Ye Fan had the Heavenly Tyrant Body and his physical body was stronger than a high-grade heavenly weapon, Qi Xuanting already possessed the ultimate strength, and coupled with the sharpness of the silver scimitar, he left hundreds of wounds on his body.
Although none of these wounds are fatal, dripping water can penetrate stone.
If this continues, Qi Xuanting can slowly consume Ye Fan to death.
"boom"
There was another fierce collision, and Ye Fan was stabbed in the lower abdomen, almost cut in half.
Fortunately, his Dantian was not in his lower abdomen, otherwise it would have been completely destroyed.
On the opposite side, although Qi Xuanting was also shot, he didn't care at all. He even reached out and wiped the blood on the scimitar, put it to his lips and licked it, with an intoxicated expression on his face, as if he was tasting some fine wine.
That perverted expression made people shudder, as if he was facing a terrifying Nine Nether Demon King.
"Do you see? This is the power of the python aura. I have evolved seven times now, second only to my father. In this huge world, no one can stop me from becoming the king."
"boom"
The next moment, a torrent of blood energy erupted from Qi Xuanting's body, filling all directions. The thick bloody smell spread out and enveloped the entire palace, making people sick, as if it was going to turn the whole world into hell.
"hiss"
Immediately, some people gasped, as if a big invisible hand was holding their heart hard, almost suffocating.
"It's so scary. This is not a human being. It's clearly a demon king in human skin."
"The Dawu Dynasty actually produced such a monster. With Qi Xuanting's qualifications, he is expected to reach the top in a few years and survive nine heavenly tribulations. If so, wouldn't it mean that the Dawu Dynasty has two powerful ninth-level tribulation masters?"
"Master Ye is a genius who only comes once in ten thousand years. Who would have thought that when he met Qi Xuanting, this time he might be in trouble."
In everyone's opinion, Ye Fan is already strong enough, but Qi Xuanting has too many trump cards.
Once the python aura appears, it is enough to cross the realm to fight the enemy, not to mention that Ye Fan's realm is far inferior to him.
Under such circumstances, it would be too difficult for Ye Fan to go against the will of heaven.
Suddenly, Qi Xuanting's pair of charming scarlet eyes looked straight at Ye Fan, and said with a ferocious smile, "Boy, do you have any last words to say? If you don't have any other trump cards, then go to hell."
The words were filled with boiling murderous aura, as if Ye Fan had been regarded as a corpse.
"snort"
Ye Fan sneered and asked, "Who said I have no trump cards?"
Although Ye Fan was covered in bruises and blood, he was full of energy and confidence when he said these words.
"oh"
Qi Xuanting raised his eyebrows and asked, "You still have a trump card? Even if you sacrifice another sacred weapon now, you will definitely not be my opponent. Stop struggling in vain."
"If you want to see my trump card, then you will get what you want."
The next moment, Ye Fan tried his best to activate the life palace, and a vertical eye suddenly opened between his eyebrows.
"Rumble"
The mighty divine power poured out, surging in all directions, covering the entire world in an instant, and even overshadowed the soaring blood energy erupting from Qi Xuanting's body.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious stone gate seemed to cut through the long river of time, coming from eternity before, and appeared in everyone's sight.