On the battlefield [Pencil Novels www.qbxs.xyz], those who are greedy for life and fear of death often die the fastest and the most miserable.

People who are not afraid of death can often live to the end.

This seems to be a paradox, but it does exist.

Just like now, with the help of the seven blood-colored halos, Qi Xuanting can exchange injuries for injuries. The more he is injured, the stronger his combat power will be.

"Thorn!"

Qi Xuanting raised his right hand and added a silver scimitar in his hand. The surface was filled with water-like waves, and at the same time it revealed a fierce murderous aura. The blade was engraved with countless complex totems, which were obviously the top-grade spiritual weapon of the heavenly level.

"Deadly Sword Technique!"

Qi Xuanting waved the silver scimitar at an incredible speed. The sharp blade was like the death scythe that reaped life, completely cutting the air.

Ye Fan was not afraid at all and stood up with a gun.

The ancient spear and the sharpness of the blood of the gods are enough to defeat this scimitar in an instant.

However, the tip of the gun was about to stab the scimitar. Qi Xuanting, on the side of his body, actually crashed his chest into the tip of the gun, as if he was seeking death.

"See!"

The ancient spear pierced into Qi Xuanting's right chest, and a series of red blood splashed, and blood lotus bloomed in the air, which was shocking.

With just this blow, Qi Xuanting suffered a severe severe injury. His skin, flesh and bones were completely pierced by a spear, and his face was as pale as paper.

But in an instant, the seven blood-colored halos burst out with a charming light, as if they provided Qi Xuanting with great power. This energy seemed to surge endlessly, and even the strong man who had survived four or five heavenly tribulations was far inferior.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, Qi Xuanting suddenly waved the silver scimitar and slashed Ye Fan's left arm.

"Thorn!"

Ye Fan could not dodge, and a deep bone-sensing wound appeared on his left arm, and blood also shot out, causing pain.

Immediately, the two of them interlaced and each dodged hundreds of meters.

Looking closely, a huge hole appeared in Qi Xuanting's right chest, as if it was annihilated by a black hole. No matter how he activated his internal strength, he could not regenerate his flesh and blood.

This ancient spear used to kill gods, but even if it is sealed now, it is still extremely powerful.

But after being hit so hard, Qi Xuanting did not have any painful expression on his face. Instead, his eyes were scarlet and his face was ferocious, and his mouth was outlined with a wild smile.

On the other hand, Ye Fan's wound on his left arm was slashed by a scimitar, which contained Qi Xuanting's domineering internal strength, which could never heal.

"Boy, this is just the beginning. I want to cut you into pieces to relieve my hatred! Huh huh huh huh..."

Qi Xuanting let out a beast-like roar, completely in a desperate situation. He waved his sword wildly, and the sword energy swept over like mercury, without giving Ye Fan any chance to breathe.

Ye Fan took the gun to fight the enemy.

Both of them were as fast as thunder, dazzling. The monks present could only barely capture two afterimages.

However, the sound of weapons colliding during the confrontation and the sound of sharp blades entering the body came one after another, revealing the tragic battle.

Relying on the domineering effect of the blood-colored halo, Qi Xuanting completely gave up defense and used the "injure the enemy by 800 times and hurt one thousand times" strategy.

However, he didn't care about the "one thousand" he lost at all, but only the "eight hundred" he hurt the enemy.

This is a completely life-saving style!

Qi Xuanting did not look like the noble third prince of the Dawu Dynasty, he was clearly a mad dog!

But the more this happens, the more terrifying he becomes!

Even though his body was covered in blood and covered in bruises, his combat power was increasing gradually, increasing dozens of times from the beginning.

Such combat power made many true immortals present tremble. Even Xia Huang Qin Yuan and Elder Zhai Xingzi frowned and their faces became more gloomy.

As another protagonist of this battle, Ye Fan's current situation is really not very good.

Even though Ye Fan was carrying the Cangtian body and his body was stronger than the top-grade spiritual weapon of the Heavenly Level, Qi Xuanting already possessed the ultimate power, and the sharpness of the silver scimitar left hundreds of wounds on him.

Although these wounds are not fatal, dripping water can penetrate stones.

If this continues, Qi Xuanting can slowly kill Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

It was another fierce collision, and Ye Fan was stabbed in his lower abdomen and was almost cut in half.

Fortunately, his dantian was not in his lower abdomen, otherwise it would have been completely useless now.

On the opposite side, although Qi Xuanting was shot, he didn't care at all. He even reached out to wipe the blood from the machete, put it on his lips and licked it. His face showed an intoxicated expression, as if he was tasting some fine wine.

That perverted expression was chilling, as if facing a terrifying Nine Nether Demon King.

"Did you see it? This is the power of the python bird's halo! I have evolved seven times now, second only to my father. In such a huge world, no one can stop my path to kingdom!"

"boom!"

The next moment, a vast blood energy burst out from Qi Xuanting's body, spreading everywhere, and the viscous smell of blood spread out, covering the entire palace, making people almost disgusted, as if they were about to turn the whole world into hell.

"hiss!"

Immediately someone sucked his heart, as if he was being slapped by an invisible big hand, and he was almost suffocating.

"It's so terrifying! This is not a human being, it's clearly a demon king wearing human skin!"

"The Great Wu Dynasty has 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! In that case, wouldn't the Great Wu Dynasty have two Nine-level powerful men who have passed through the tribulation?"

"Young Master Ye is a genius who meets Qi Xuanting once in a thousand years, but I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger this time!"

...

In everyone's opinion, Ye Fan's strength is already strong enough, but Qi Xuanting has too many trump cards.

Once the halo of the python bird appeared, it was enough to cross the realm against the enemy, not to mention that Ye Fan's realm was far inferior to him.

In this case, it is 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 grim smile: "Boy, do you have any last words to explain? If you don't have any other trump cards, then go to hell!"

The lines were filled with murderous aura, as if he had regarded Ye Fan as a corpse.

"snort!"

Ye Fan sneered and asked back: "Who said I have no trump card?"

Although Ye Fan was covered in bruises and blood, he was full of energy and confidence when he said this.

"oh?"

Qi Xuanting raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you still have a trump card? Haha... Even if you use another holy weapon now, you will definitely not be my opponent. Don't make unnecessary struggles!"

"If you want to see my trump card, 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 his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The mighty divine power poured out and surged in all directions, instantly covering the entire world, and actually overwhelmed the blood qi bursting out of Qi Xuanting's body.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious stone door seemed to cut through the long river of time, came from eternity and appeared in everyone's sight.
Chapter completed!