After listening to Xiao Ting's words, Suo Ming laughed wildly and said sarcastically: "You are really overestimating your abilities! You are only at the early stage of the True Emperor Realm, but here we are the top ten kings and I am the True Emperor Realm! Where did you come from? With your confidence, can you beat us?"

Xiao Ting looked calm, secretly mobilized all the soul energy in his body, and said: "If you can't beat me, you will know if you try it!"

After saying that, he waved the unsheathed divine sword in his hand, and an invisible murderous aura filled the air.

Suoming snorted coldly and shouted: "Everyone with bloody hands, listen to the order! Form the Emperor's Killing Formation!"

The ten king realms responded in unison, and as their bodies changed, they formed a strange formation. A blood-colored light pillar rose from the bodies of the ten people, converging into the sky, making the sky faintly dyed red.

The ten people are connected to the branches with the same energy, and their auras are connected with each other. Under the blessing of the ten people, their cultivation aura has faintly reached the early stage of the True Emperor Realm.

The corner of Suoming's mouth curved into a cruel arc, and he said in a cold voice: "Quick victory! Blood sacrifice, human slaughter!"

The eyes of the ten kings all flashed with a hint of fanaticism, and they said in unison: "The slaughter of men will never be destroyed, and the secret hand will last forever!"

As soon as the words fell, all ten people spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ten groups of bloody essence and blood gathered into the air and began to churn non-stop. The Ten Great Kings mobilized their true energy with all their strength and raised their right hands at the same time. The surging spiritual energy gathered into the surging blood group above, and unexpectedly in Xiao Under Ting's somewhat shocked gaze, it transformed into a big hand as red as blood.

This bloody hand, carrying a monstrous evil aura, was suspended above the heads of the ten people. There were faint drops of blood falling down, corroding small holes on the ground.

Seeing that the bloody hand was ready, the auras of the ten king realms merged into one, and they waved their hands at the same time. I saw the huge bloody hand clenched into a fist and smashed towards Xiao Ting underground!

Before the punch landed, the wind from the fist was already carrying a monstrous evil spirit and blew all the stumps around Xiao Ting into the sky. For a moment, the scene was strange and eerie.

Xiao Ting instinctively wanted to dodge this blow, which was comparable to the True Emperor Realm, but the huge blood fist in the sky had locked onto his aura, and no matter where he fled, he could not escape. So Xiao Ting's eyes condensed, and his expression changed. Become serious.

Putting away the unsheathed divine sword, his whole body began to emit a black-gold light. The muscles all over his body swelled visibly, the blood all over his body boiled, and even his eyes turned red.

Overlord’s Secret Technique!

The black-gold domineering energy empowered by the bloodline power of the Luo Shen Clan made Xiao Ting's aura reach its peak at this moment!

Facing the huge bloody fist falling from the sky, Xiao Ting did not dodge, he also roared and punched out!

The black-gold air flow circulated on Xiao Ting's fist, and the two disproportionate fists, one large and one small, clashed together.

A sound like thunder sounded. Where the two fists collided, the space was slightly shattered. Two different energies, one blood red and one black gold, collided with each other, and the entire sky was covered with these two colors. Full of energy.

Xiao Ting's feet sunk deeply into the ground, half a meter deep, which shows the great pressure he was under.

But he had no intention of retreating, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and invisible domineering energy circulated around him.

This punch embodies Overlord Xiang Tian's Overlord Divine Art. Only by having an indomitable domineering spirit in his heart can he maximize the power of this punch. Therefore, Xiao Ting cannot retreat, he can only fight hard!

Xiao Ting roared wildly, veins popped out on his forehead, and he used all his strength to push back the bloody fist in the air bit by bit.

Xiao Ting's eyes were about to burst. He raised his right foot and stomped it hard. He slightly retracted his fist, and with the strength of his fist, he punched out with all his strength and roared: "Break it!"

"Crack!"

The huge bloody fist in the air was still broken by Xiao Ting's dominating punch.

Countless cracks formed on the blood fist, like a dense spider web, and finally the entire blood fist exploded.

The top ten kings below were immediately hit by a backlash. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces turned white and they were on the verge of collapse.

And at the moment when Xiao Ting blasted the blood-shattering fist, when the old power was exhausted and the new power had not yet arrived, he made a life-threatening move!

The same move is still to hold the dagger tightly, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and one's own true energy into one point, and stab Xiao Ting in the heart!

From the beginning to the end, taking his life was the final killing move, and everything else was just a preparation to create opportunities for him.

Xiao Ting looked at the dagger getting closer and closer to him, but his eyes were very calm.

He had already suffered a loss once, how could he put himself in danger twice?

With a thought in his mind, Xiao Ting began to recite silently in his heart: Soul-shaking curse!

As the obscure incantation was recited, Xiao Ting felt that the Soul Locking Palace in his body began to vibrate, and a mysterious aura began to leak out from the Soul Locking Palace, following his body to the outside world.

When Suoming saw that his dagger was about to pierce Xiao Ting's chest, but Xiao Ting had no reaction, he was immediately overjoyed.

But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

A shadow of a palace exuding an aura of destruction actually appeared behind Xiao Ting. The palace was extremely huge, with nine open or closed doors, forming a semicircle around the main hall.

And just as the shadow of the palace appeared, an aura that was like the beginning of the prehistoric era began to circulate. Suoming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, and had a faint urge to leave his body and be sucked into the hall.

This immediately made people risk their lives. What kind of method was this? Directly attacking the soul? And what exactly is that illusory hall? Why did I feel the desire to worship just after taking a look at it, as if I was facing a whole world?

, a world in general?

Xiao Ting also used the power of the Soul Locking Palace for the first time in reality, and the effect did not disappoint him.

Seeing Suo Ming getting closer and closer to him, with a look of pain on his face, even the dagger stabbing him began to shake, and most of the power gathered on the dagger was lost.

Xiao Ting finally had time to retract his thrown right hand and blocked the life-threatening blow. Then with a cold look in his eyes, he carried the blazing glass fire in his left hand and punched the life-threatening chest with a punch!

At this moment, Suoming was suffering from the torture of his soul needing to leave the body. Facing Xiao Ting's flame fist, he could only avoid the fatal position on his heart, and then received a solid punch from Xiao Ting!

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the life-threatening mouth, and the figure was sent flying a hundred meters away by Xiao Ting's punch.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Xiao Ting followed Suoming who was flying backwards. He held the unsheathed divine sword in his right hand and turned his hand with a sword: The Eight God-Slaying Swords of Dog Slaughter! Suoming looked at the sword light that was close at hand,

He desperately mobilized all his true energy to lay down a hasty defense on his body.

However, Xiao Ting's sword still cut a deep sword mark on his chest, and his beating heart could be faintly seen.

Suoming never dreamed that he would attack with the ten king realms, but instead of being able to injure even one of the opponent's true emperor realms, he would be completely suppressed by his opponent. After only a few moves, he was already seriously injured and defeated.

But after all, the True Emperor Realm is not comparable to the King Realm. Even though he was so seriously injured, Suo Ming still glared at Xiao Ting fiercely, clapped a palm, used his strength to retreat, and then punched himself in the heart with his backhand, spurting out

A stream of essence and blood looked at Xiao Ting with malicious eyes and roared: "You forced me to do this! The art of blood sacrifice, human butcher's hand!"

The top ten kings screamed in an instant. A stream of blood-colored energy floated out from their bodies, and finally converged on Suoming's body. Suddenly his aura began to return to its peak state, and it was still faintly strengthened. It seemed that he was about to break through to the real level.

The middle stage of the Imperial Realm!

Feeling the surging power in his body, Suo Ming opened his mouth and laughed wildly: "You asked for it by forcing me to this point! I will cut off your flesh and blood piece by piece and make you wail for three days.

And die!"

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, blood dripping all over his body, and there was a huge sword mark on his chest. Combined with his sickly laughter, he looked like a devil in the dark night.

Suoming threw the dagger in his hand and raised his hands to hold the sky. Suddenly, the blood surged out and condensed into a faint blood-colored figure behind him. Then the figure slowly and Suoming

The bodies overlapped. Suddenly, the blood spread. The life-seeking pupils disappeared, the eye sockets were filled with bright red blood, and the voice became extremely harsh, as if it smelled of blood.

"Human slaughter hand, crush!"

Suoming raised his right hand and waved it. The overwhelming blood energy suddenly turned into a tangible big hand, and he grasped it towards Xiao Ting below!

Xiao Ting took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The next moment, when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with clarity. He raised the unsheathed divine sword in his hand above his head and whispered: "Three Thousand Swords!"

It was that day in Xuanyuan Valley that the mysterious old man taught him his technique!

I saw the dark clouds suddenly explode above Xiao Ting's head, and strands of starlight fell down, gathering bit by bit on Xiao Ting's unsheathed divine sword. Then, Xiao Ting glanced at the bloody hand that was holding it towards him.

, wave gently.

There was no surging energy fluctuation, and the unsheathed divine sword just had a trace of black light and wisps of twinkling starlight on it, touching the bloody and terrifying huge palm.

But something happened that stunned Suo Ming.

The huge palm was blocked by the small unsheathed divine sword. Then, wisps of starlight covered every part of the big hand, and the blow that Suo Ming had originally intended to win was just like ice and snow melting.

, turned into nothingness.

The blood disappeared in the sky, leaving only a black unsheathed sword.

"Impossible, impossible..."

Suoming stared blankly at the bloody hands dissipating in the air, and yelled like crazy: "Impossible! I am already at the middle stage of the True Emperor Realm, how can I be defeated by you with one move? This is impossible! Ugh~

"

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out from Suo Ming's mouth. Suffering from the backlash, Suo Ming's breath began to weaken rapidly, and his face became extremely white.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ting was at his side, and the unsheathed sword was placed on Suo Ming's neck.
Chapter completed!