Chapter 439 Defeating the strongest secret technique
Xiao Xue looked at the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb on the ground who lost many people due to Fan Zheng's fighting skills, and saw that they were almost done.
Xiao Xue's ball of flame struck directly at the center of the blood mist-filled formation. A strong light flashed through, and the flame ripped through the blood mist instantly like a bolt from the blue.
The blood rain stopped instantly. Seeing the dead and injured disciples of Black Skull Tomb, the old ghost of Tomb was completely angry. The price paid this time was really too high.
The fighting spirit circulating around the angry Tomb Old Ghost turned into black mist and vicious fighting spirit. The two Dou Wang elders were instantly knocked away by the Tomb Old Ghost. The two elders who flew backwards knelt on the ground with one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood.
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Fan Zheng saw that his fighting skills were broken by Xiao Xue, and the battle situation below was not optimistic, so he became even more violent.
It was completely different from the last fight in the academy. Erha reminded carefully: "Miss, this guy may have the idea of dying together. You have to be careful."
Xiao Xue nodded slightly, and when she saw the bloody fighting spirit surrounding Fan Zheng's body, she knew that this guy was more difficult to deal with than the academy.
Although the strange fire can suppress blood sect skills and fighting skills, facing a person who is not afraid of death will have another consequence.
Xiao Xue didn't know when a lightning bolt was attached to the sword, making a sizzling sound of thunder and lightning.
"If you want to destroy my Blood Sect, you will never get out alive."
The blood mist on Fan Zheng's body became even thicker, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a bloody man. He looked very terrifying. His hair spread out in the violent sound just now and draped around his shoulders.
"Blood Demon Seal!"
A bloody giant about ten feet tall appeared behind Fan Zheng.
A palm fell from the sky like a Mount Tai pressing down on top. Xiao Xue watched as the palm, which was almost two feet long, pressed down on the top of her head.
Does the Blood Sect still have such fighting skills? No, it's more like he has activated some kind of secret technique.
Xiao Xue's warning came from the air, and Tomb Old Ghost looked up. Not only the Black Skull Tomb disciples were fleeing from the battle circle, but also the Blood Sect disciples were fleeing.
For fear of being contaminated, the two Blood Sect elders shouted: "No way, Master!"
Fan Zheng could no longer take care of so much, and said in a thick and deep voice: "Today, the Blood Sect disciples must swear to death to fight against the powerful enemy."
The two elders saw that Fan Zheng had already used the most powerful secret technique of the Blood Sect, and knew that the enemy facing the sect master in the sky was too powerful, so he had no choice but to do so.
When the Blood Sect disciples saw that their sect master regarded death as such, they no longer cherished their own lives, and used their strongest Blood Sect fighting skills and techniques to fight against the enemies of the Black Skull Tomb.
The fireball of the strange fire could not break through the bloody handprint that was thrown down. Xiao Xue quickly dodged and avoided the attack of the bloody handprint.
Seeing the handprints that suddenly appeared on the ground, as well as the Black Skull Tomb and Blood Sect disciples who were killed under the handprints, Xiao Xue took a breath, maybe this guy was crazy.
The Blood Sect elders on the ground also began to form a formation. Seeing this, Tomb Old Ghost, with black fighting energy around him like two giant ghost hands, quickly attacked the two Blood Sect elders.
"Ghost hands!"
Before the two elders of the Blood Sect completed their arrangements, they were held tightly by the tomb old ghost's ghostly hands.
The sound of bones breaking could be heard. At this moment, the blood mist emanating from the two blood sect elders completely drowned the tomb old ghost.
The sword in Xiao Xue's hand flashed with lightning one after another, and she muttered something: "Thunder!"
These days, I have been practicing the fighting skills and exercises related to thunder, in conjunction with the Xuan Lei Jue.
A thick black cloud formed over the bloody giant puppet, covering the starry sky. There was a loud rumble in the black cloud, which was the sound of thunder.
As the black cloud formed into the center of a tornado-like vortex, a bolt of thunder struck directly at the bloody giant puppet.
When lightning hits the bloody puppet, the blood on the bloody puppet is like tearing apart the flesh layer by layer.
One after another, the power of thunder struck the bloody puppet's body, and the blood energy condensed on the bloody puppet's body dissipated little by little.
Fan Zheng was furious and roared, "Ah, go to hell."
This time, the bloody puppet's attack was more violent than the last time. Two giant palms formed an attack with left and right bows. Xiao Xue originally wanted to fly towards the sky.
Unexpectedly, the bloody puppet stretched out six arms after being hit by the thunderbolt. This time, the remaining four palms completely compressed Xiao Xue's escape route from different directions.
"Just die."
With six palms attacking at the same time, Fan Zheng smiled. The old ghost who had just broken through the blood sect elder's tomb at great expense now looked up at the sky.
There was no way to escape in any direction.
With the sound of a door closing, the whole land fell silent.
Under the blood sect's secret method, the entire space will only be slowly eroded by blood energy. No one has ever escaped from this secret method.
Fan Zheng smiled proudly. Although the damage was huge, at least he was still alive, while his opponent only had one word, and that was death.
The Tomb Old Ghost secretly screamed, even though he broke free from the shackles of the blood sect elders and even killed an elder in the blood mist.
But Fan Zheng is still alive, and it seems that although there are injuries, Fan Zheng is a strong fighter after all, and his own injuries are not small. Could it be that he failed like this?
Tomb Old Ghost was unwilling to accept it. He sacrificed so many Black Skull Tomb disciples in exchange for failure. How could anyone accept this willingly?
Fan Zheng lowered his head and looked at Tomb Old Ghost: "Tomb Old Ghost, it's your turn next."
Just when Fan Zheng was elated, the bloody handprint sealing Xiao Xue made a sound.
The bloody handprint is like a closed secret room, so the noise coming from inside shows that Xiao Xue still has the power to resist.
Tomb Old Ghost covered his chest and laughed loudly: "It seems you are the one who should end it."
The corners of Fan Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, as if being stung by a bee.
He didn't dare to look away from the sealed blood handprint.
He even murmured to himself: Impossible, unless you have the strength of a five-star or above Dou Huang, it is impossible to break free.
A white light like lightning flashed from the bloody handprint.
The six blood handprints vanished into nothing in an instant, and white light shone across the night sky, illuminating the entire Blood Sect City.
Fan Zheng's body couldn't help but retreat, and the light of his elbow blocked the dazzling light.
The bloody puppet behind him had no arms. All six arms were cut off and fell to the ground, turning into pieces of bloody fragments.
After the light, Xiao Xue appeared in front of Fan Zheng unscathed.
Fan Zheng was frightened and showed disbelief: "No way, you can't have reached the Five-Star Dou Huang."
"That's not necessarily the case."
As soon as Xiao Xue finished speaking, the sword in her hand turned into a bolt of lightning and struck the bloody puppet directly, followed by a light yellow flame pillar.
Just as the lightning pierced the body of the bloody puppet, the light yellow flame column followed the lightning and entered the body of the bloody puppet.
In an instant, the bloody puppet turned into a ball of blazing flames, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.