In the End, the Villain Does Not Understand Feelings

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't stop it in full view, and there was no way to stop it, all the elders wanted to do it by themselves!

And on stage.

"cough!"

When Xuanyuan was only ten steps away, Shen Hen finally stood up holding his sword. He was not moved by the discussions and the gazes from the audience, and his eyes were only on Xuanyuan at this moment.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Jian Zong's sword spat out a mouthful of turbid air, which completely suppressed the sword energy and sword intent that invaded his body. He narrowed his eyes, shouted angrily, drew his sword and said: " Come again!"

Slashing with a sword, it is not like the violent storm just now, only with one sword, the trajectory of the sword seems to be a little slow, until you get close, you can feel the heaviness and ferocity of the overturning mountain!

There is no hiding, there is no avoiding, this sword can only be taken hard!

Even Xuan Yuan had to marvel at the amazingness of this sword. After being injured, he was able to swing this sword unaffected. Shen Hen is indeed a genius.

But still the same.

"pity……"

It was Xuanyuan who met.

The Heavenly Sword swung like an ax that opened a mountain, splitting the Xianyu that was slanted down with the momentum of the landslide, and then sent it flying, tearing Shen Hen's tiger's mouth, and even his arms were faintly twisted under the berserk force!

The black-clothed youth was forced back several tens of feet by the turbulent sword energy storm before he managed to stabilize his body. All the clothes on his upper body were torn, and his bronze-colored skin was also covered with sword marks. He knelt down on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But his eyes were still clear, and he swallowed another mouthful of blood that had already been forced to his throat, and then he stood up and raised his hand.

hum!

Xianyu, who was shaken by the Heavenly Sword, flew back to Shen Hen's hand from a distance in an instant. The sword body was darker than before, not at 01:30, and it was obviously also severely injured.

Shen Hen looked at Xian Yu, and suddenly put the palm of his left hand on the edge of the sword, and pulled hard.

"hiss!"

The sharp blade cut through the skin and flesh, and the Lingjian Xianyu drank the master's blood, a bloody light burst out from the sword, and covered the entire sword in the blink of an eye, and then even Chen Hen was covered by the strong blood pack!

The pungent smell of blood covered the entire forum under the gust of wind, even the auditorium could clearly hear it, and Shen Hen, who was wrapped in blood, looked like a blood-bathed demon god. He drew his long sword and let out a low growl.

"Come again!!"

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The spirit sword drank blood and turned against its master. Even the people in the audience could easily see that Shen Hen was going to do his best!

Not only Xuantian Sword Sect couldn't afford to lose in this questioning meeting, he also couldn't afford to lose, at least he couldn't lose so embarrassingly.

It had nothing to do with glory or other people's opinions, it was simply because of his past that he couldn't fall down so easily now.

and so……

"drink!!"

The blood-stained Xianyu was completely scarlet, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood, or as if it had just been fished out of plasma, and Shen Hen, who was holding a long sword, was also dyed into a blood man, with blood gushing all over his body , like a wave, the most terrifying thing is his eyes, at this time there are two inch-long red lights piercing out, like a demon!

If he wasn't Shen Hen, or the sword master of Xuantian Sword Sect, just the appearance of this hand would be enough to immediately judge him as evil way.

"This is... Shura Burning Blood?"

On the side of the Taoist platform, Taoist Baizhu, who was pinching his long beard, couldn't help being surprised. He turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Jianjun, but his face was submerged in the water, and he didn't show any sign, let alone explain. the meaning of.

The so-called Shura Burning Blood originated from a scourge called Blood Shura thousands of years ago. Some also called him Blood Demon. His great skill was Shura Burning Blood!

This kind of stunt, or it should be said that it is a magic skill, can give oneself extremely powerful power in a short time by burning blood, but the price is that the whole person will turn into a madman under the influence of blood, and become a devil who only knows how to kill .

Of course, if that's the case, Shura's Burning Blood would not be called a magic skill. After all, there are not a few skills in the practice world that can improve oneself within a certain period of time with a certain price. Not without.

The biggest difference between Shura Burning Blood and these exercises is that its influence on practitioners will not disappear completely after stopping using it, and practicing this exercise is also extremely 'addictive'.

The more times you use it and the longer you practice, the stronger your desire for blood and killing will become, until it is completely out of control, and you will end up becoming a bloodthirsty monster without exception!

It is also because of this that the kung fu that recorded the magical skill of Asura burning blood was destroyed at the same time as the blood Shura was destroyed thousands of years ago. When it comes to the joint attack of many sects of the righteous way.

For such evil things that can no longer be evil, it is a consensus to jointly destroy them after discovery, but now...

"Sword Lord, should I give the old Tao an explanation?"

Sword Lord Xuanyuan didn't want to talk, but Taoist Baizhu couldn't ignore it. After all, this was a serious orthodox conference. Now the chief disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect used what appeared to be evil magic skills on the stage. Things, no matter what, it can't be justified.

And Taoist Bai Zhu was not the only one who saw the problem at the scene, the others were not blind either. The reason why they didn't react immediately was mainly due to Shen Hen's status as the Sword Master of the Sword Sect.

The others were temporarily silent because of Shen Hen's identity, and they could wait until the Xuantian Sword Sect to give an explanation after the incident, but Taoist Baizhu obviously didn't need to worry about these.

The old man's character was upright, and he couldn't allow a little sand to be rubbed in. At this time, his eyes were burning, and he was staring at Xuanyuan Jianjun to give an explanation.

At such a scene, the other people around naturally also watched over.

Xuanyuan Jianjun was already irritable, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry when he was watched by so many eyes, but after all, he was not an anxious young man, and he knew very well that it was impossible to attack Baizhu Taoist or other people at this time Time, so after being silent for a while, he lightly shook his head and said, "It's not Shura Burning Blood!"

"no?"

Taoist Bai Zhu turned his head and looked up at the stage again. During the short time of communication in the audience, the aura around him became more than ten times stronger under the bloody surroundings. Chen Hate had already fought Xuan Yuan with the Xianyu Sword that seemed to be dripping blood. Ten swords, it seems that there is a tendency to suppress it for a while!

The old man's eyes were focused on the field, which could hardly be seen with naked eyes, and he could barely catch the bloody figures. He frowned deeply, and after a moment of silence, he reluctantly nodded, "It seems that the old man is indeed a mistake. gone."

Shura's Burning Blood will turn the user into a beast that only knows how to kill, and although the aura of Shenhen on the stage is equally chaotic and blood-stained like crazy, if you observe carefully, you will find that his movements are not disorderly. Consciousness is obvious and in a state of lucidity.

So it might just look similar on the surface, but the essence is not the same moves or exercises?

With an inquiring attitude, Taoist Baizhu completely focused on the stage.

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"drink!!"

On the stage of the discussion, Shen Hen, who was dyed red by blood, became more and more terrifying with the movement of swinging the sword.

Every time he swings a sword, there will be an extra sword mark on his body, which will be evaporated as soon as it flows out, and then merged into the boiling blood around him.

The surrounding blood energy is getting thicker and stronger, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, but his face is getting paler and paler.

This is a normal phenomenon, after all, what is burning is his own blood!

Everyone in the audience thought that Shen Hen had the upper hand, but in fact he knew very well that this was all just a superficial appearance!

On the surface, he did seem to suppress Xuanyuan, but the problem was that facing his crazy attack, the opponent was not out of breath, let alone injured, and a few short cracks were torn on the sleeves and hem of his clothes.

And this is what he gained from burning nearly a quarter of the blood in his body!

A quarter of the blood was missing, but it touched the clothes on the opposite side, not even leaving a wound.

What is despair?This is probably despair.

"No, I haven't lost yet!"

After a large amount of blood was burned, Shen Hen's state quickly reached a peak, and then began to slide rapidly. Xuanyuan seized this opportunity very cleverly, and with a few sword strikes, Shen Hen seemed to be pierced. The ball, the momentum that was brewing quickly leaked out.

It's not going to work like this, Shen Hen can naturally sense this, but he has nothing to do.

Is it rare to burn a quarter or even more blood?

If more than half of the blood is lost at one time, even the practitioners will be in danger.

But what if you don't?

The massive blood loss and the huge psychological pressure made Shen Hen's spirit start to sag, and the scene in front of him seemed to be in a trance.

Xuanyuan caught this point, sighed slightly, "It's over."

It was indeed over, unless Shen Hen really fought him desperately, he only needed one more sword to end this boring fight.

And even if Shen Hen really chooses to work hard, it still can't change the result.

With a little regret for the plastic talent in front of him, Xuan Yuan seized the opportunity and stabbed out with a sword.

then……

"Ok?"

Blocked, or rather, caught!

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The time was slightly earlier when he stabbed Xuan Yuan with his last sword.

On the stage, Xuan Yuan repeatedly stabbed with swords, not only leaving new wounds on Shen Hen's body, but also cutting off his surging energy, causing his strength to vent.

No matter whether it was on or off the stage, it could be seen that Shen Hen had really lost at this moment, and it was impossible for him to have the ability to resist anymore, unless he didn't want to live anymore.

Asked that the conference is not a battle of life and death after all, if you lose, you will lose. If you lose your life, don't say that you hate yourself, it is obviously impossible for Xuantian Sword Sect to agree.

So although it feels like this result is a little unexpected, but the facts are in front of them, and they can't tolerate their disbelief.

And just as Xuanyuan stabbed out with a sword, the others seemed to see that Shen Hen was stabbed by a sword and was seriously injured and defeated.

Under the stage, Xuanyuan Jianjun, who had lowered his head slightly, slowly raised his head.

His handsome face revealed a momentary ferocity, like an evil spirit in an endless hell, pain, struggle, excitement, longing... It's hard to imagine that someone can express so many emotions in an instant, and then in an instant Return to silence.

This scene was extremely weird, but except for Xia Yin who was always watching this side from high above the sky, no one else noticed it, and even Bai Xiaoyu who was not far away couldn't notice the slightest abnormality.

Of course, if someone carefully observes Xuanyuan Jianjun's pupils at this time, he can still find that his eyes have turned into a dark red with a sense of filth, and the white part of his eyes is slightly purple, full of evil feelings.

Under the stage, Xuanyuan Jianjun raised his head slightly, and invisible power surged, while on the stage, Shen Hen, who was about to be completely defeated, trembled all over, and then his pupils, which were originally clear, were submerged in darkness in an instant!

It was like pouring a pot of sludge into a vat of clear water, the chaotic colors instantly occupied Shen Hen's entire eye sockets, and even spread outwards, causing traces of dark red blood to appear around.

Along with the changes in the pupils, Shen Hen's whole body also appeared abnormal. His skin, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, instantly turned red like a crab falling into boiling water, and his blood vessels bulged and squirmed Crawl like insects!

At this time, Shen Hen looked extremely terrifying, but the blood surrounding him became the best camouflage, so that few people could notice his abnormality at this time.

Xuanyuan naturally realized something was wrong immediately, but the change happened too fast, even if he realized it, it was too late to take action.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by a deep roar that didn't sound like a human voice, the demon-like grudge did not retreat but advanced, and he let the heavenly sword pierce his body, then grabbed the sword and firmly controlled it. own hands!

Xuanyuan wanted to draw back the Heavenly Sword, but when he lifted it hard, it didn't move at all. Shen Hen didn't know where the strength came from at this moment, and it was like a heavy mountain firmly stuck on the Heavenly Sword.

And he grabbed the sword with one hand, and raised the other hand at the same time, the Lingjian Xianyu slashed out obliquely, wrapped in a dazzling blood that dyed the sky red, and went straight to the head!

Xuanyuan couldn't draw his sword, seeing Xianyu slashing at him, he had to let go and dodge, or his head would be cut off by the sword.