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Chapter 464 Blood Prison Killing Phase, one shot to destroy the enemy

Among the strong men watching the battle, there was an old man who was unkempt and somewhat slovenly. He did not attract any attention at all, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth were moving and he was cursing.

"The remnant soul of Xueji? Taikun is indeed a waste. He didn't even kill Xueji completely, and yet he was brought back to life. It's unsettling to find the descendant of Jiang Feng.

"The descendant of Tai Kun is also a waste. The boy Jiang Feng looks like a person, but he turns out to be a blind thing. He doesn't even know that the blood is lurking here..."

The old man cursed, but then looked at Jiang Buping with confusion.

"Why is there something unusual about this young man? What kind of martial arts is that? The secret technique of the soul? It doesn't look like it. It's strange!"

He scratched his head and touched his chin, "The martial arts that even I can't understand is definitely not Tai Cang martial arts, but he is not someone from outside the world, and he doesn't look like something from that bullshit temple..."

Jiang Tianming's soul was already trembling, and his face was pale, with a look of fear on his face. There was no fighting spirit left, only boundless fear and regret.

"what!"

"It's weird, that's all. It's useless to think too much. Let's see what that bastard Tiansha does. Even if the world collapses, it will collapse. He's too lazy to care about such nonsense."

Meng Chong looked at Zhan Zhan, staring at the remnant soul for a long time, and frowned slightly.

"Whatever means you have, just use it!"

Yun Yan'er also cursed angrily.

It also seems to be a kind of martial arts that has never existed in the world.

The old man looked at Jiang Buping and then at Meng Chong, "These two boys are not related, right? Are they from the same sect?"

Jiang Tianming's eyes turned blood red at this moment, showing a look of madness. He glanced at Jiang Buping with an angry look, and he suddenly shouted: "Yan'er, come here!"

"Take my knife!"

"Although he is too weak, that kid Jiang Buping is still unstoppable."

Even though they were far apart, all the Immortal Lords felt at this moment that their souls were unconsciously filled with fear, as if they felt a severe threat.

Xueji's voice was calm and authentic.

Jiang Tianming looked at Xueji and said, "What about her?"

"Yan'er, bitch, you actually went to beg the little bastard?"

Jiang Buping's voice sounded in the Blood Prison.

The remnant soul of the strong man in Hell, if Jiang Buping is defeated, this weirdo will probably devour the essence and blood of the warrior. Isn't the Blood Refining Taikun Realm?

What is even more frightening is that the way to kill the soul is so powerful that even with his method, it feels difficult to defend.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I will help you two, let your two souls intertwined, and your resentment will be inspired..."

When the sword came out, everyone watching the battle seemed to see a sea of ​​blood, as if they were seeing a bloody purgatory, and in this purgatory, a bloody sword light was cut out.

Jiang Tianming suddenly took the lead, and the scarlet sword light shot across the sky, slashing at Jiang Buping in a killing method that was beyond the knowledge of the immortal gods.

"Blood Hell Killing Appearance, one of the three major killing techniques of the Hell Blood Path. Ever since Tai Kun beat Xue Ji to death, I have never seen it again. I never thought that Tai Kun is a waste, and Xue Ji is not even dead." , now displayed again.

Jiang Tianming roared.

The blood prison became more and more shocking, but at this moment, a cold light flashed through the blood prison.

Suddenly, Jiang Tianming let out a scream.

"Your soul is too weak after all, and the quantity is not enough, otherwise it would be more than 70%."

"Death, death, death...kill, kill, kill...bastard, little bastard..."

An image like a purgatory whirlpool appeared on Jiang Tianming's body, and then the purgatory whirlpool swallowed Jiang Tianming's soul and kept pulling him in.

The more the old man looked at it, the more he felt that there were layers of fog hidden in it, and he always felt that something was not quite right in the divine realm.

"Jiang Buping, you are a bastard, but you also want to commit the following crimes. Are you worthy? You want to kill me, are you worthy?"

No Immortal Lord can withstand that powerful, soul-killing blow!

"What kind of soul secret technique is this? It's so powerful!"

Jiang Tianming gritted his teeth and said.

"what is this?"

"There's something wrong with his martial arts. He seems to specialize in killing souls. Even I have to deal with it carefully. If you don't want to die, you should know what to do."

"No matter how powerful you were once, you are just a remnant soul now. A mere remnant soul is trying to threaten me. Who gave you the courage?

"Today, you have become my enemy, Jiang Buping, and you are destined to be unable to survive even with a trace of your soul!"

"I don't know, but I'm sure it seems to be Hell's method."

Jiang Buping smiled coldly and stabbed out with another spear.

A soul half emerged from the body, with a face full of fear and panic, crying and begging: "Jiang Buping, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, please forgive me!"

Jiang Buping's expression remained unchanged, and he stabbed out a spear, and the cold light gathered at one point. In everyone's eyes, they seemed to see a spear light, piercing a passage in the sea of ​​​​blood, piercing the bloody purgatory, and piercing the sword light. The end.

"Boy, do you really think that I can't help you? I just can't bear to part with this remnant soul!"

Jiang Tianming was furious.

hum!

Balls of blood-colored swamp-like light appeared in front of Jiang Tianming's body, and another voice sounded: "Boy, you can deal with this soul on your own. I want this body, so you and I can just let it go. You will avenge your revenge, too." There’s no need to keep fighting!”

Yun Yan'er suddenly asked Jiang Buping for help.

This is the art of defense.

"I don't know how many years I haven't used the Blood Prison Killing Aspect. Although it's not as safe as it was in its heyday, it's enough to kill you, kid!"

boom!

The stormy waves rolled up huge waves, and a stagnant force seemed to emerge from the heaven and earth, and a terrifying corrosive aura filled the battlefield.

The old man was curious.

"You dare to break your promise?"

"what are you up to?"

"I'm afraid, it's not as simple as the secret technique of the soul!"

"Okay, okay, this ignorant boy, do you really think that I am easy to bully?"

Xueji laughed, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the bloody purgatory swept towards Yun Yan'er.

"You don't have much time. Think carefully and take the initiative to sacrifice your soul. If you can still have a trace of your thoughts left, you can see me kill your enemies!"

Thinking about it like this, the old man couldn't help but be surprised.

"Boy, you can't survive. If you sacrifice your soul to me, I can avenge you. Otherwise, your death will be in vain. Face the reality."

"This is what you deserve!"

Yun Yan'er's expression changed drastically. She moved and was about to escape, but in an instant, she was wrapped in the bloody purgatory.

"It's all your fault. If Jiang Tianming had listened to me, how could you have ended up like this!"

"Tai Cang Tian Di, when did the technique that specializes in killing divine souls appear? What's wrong is that the technique is not that simple. It seems to be another kind of martial arts, dedicated to killing divine souls..."