Chapter 625 I'll Play with You!

"Who else dares to come and die?!" Xuehong Half Saint shouted fiercely, with an extremely powerful momentum.

Seeing Song Linlin being killed by a knife, many male monks were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to step forward for a while, because Xuehong Half Saint's performance was too amazing, which made them feel terrified.

"Haha, you Divine Court monks are really cowards!" Seeing that no one stepped forward, Xuehong Half Saint laughed, and his words were full of disdain.

"Evil creature, don't be so arrogant!"

A loud shout was like a stone breaking the sky, resounding through billions of miles.

I saw a tall and heroic man, surrounded by brilliant holy light, holding a mighty golden halberd, slashing at him with great force, and the halberd blade rushed straight into the sky, as if to create the world.

Dang~!

The sound of metal clashing echoed between heaven and earth.

"Look, it's Mr. Xiang who made a move!" Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Divine Court monks suddenly lit up and said excitedly.

Feeling the pressure from his arm, Xuehong Half Saint raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Finally, a guy who can fight has come."

Xiang Jiba's face was full of murderous intent, and he said coldly: "This is not a place for you to run wild at will!"

"Do you think you have defeated me?"

"Roar!"

The next moment, Xuehong Half Saint showed his sharp fangs, his eyes were bloodshot, and his aura was raging like a storm. The fierce weapon in his hand released a strong energy fluctuation.

Then, the blood-colored knife light filled the sky and turned into a terrifying abyss mouth, swallowing Xiang Jiba in front of him.

"Hmm..." Xiang Jiba felt the surging pressure in front of him, and realized that this was an extremely powerful opponent. He did not dare to hide his weakness and immediately resisted with all his strength.

Boom boom boom~

The vast energy airflow was stirred.

A huge Dharma image appeared behind Xiang Jiba, shaped like a five-colored sacred mountain, exuding a majestic and heavy aura. With the appearance of the Dharma image, his strength also ushered in a surge.

"Break it!"

Holding the halberd, he swung it violently, roaring like a beast, shaking the sky.

The surging blood-colored blade light dissipated and turned into nothing.

"Huh? This is actually a Saint-level Dharma Image..." Xuehong Semi-Saint's eyes were shocked, and he was very surprised.

Being able to condense a complete Saint-level Dharma Image at the Semi-Saint level is like looking for a needle in a haystack, which is really rare!

Xiang Jiba exhaled a turbid breath, carrying the majestic Dharma Image, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and there was a terrifying aura of kingship on his body.

Just kidding, he is the first Tianjiao who was valued by Panlong Wusheng as a registered disciple at the Semi-Saint level. Of course, he has his own uniqueness!

"This is interesting, otherwise this battle would be too boring to win." Xuehong Semi-Saint smiled playfully.

Even so, he was confident and felt that he could win this battle.

"Arrogant!"

Xiang Jiba was furious, and with a roar, he swung the halberd in his hand and chopped it hard. The halberd blade covered the sky and earth, like a mighty divine wind.

Shua, the wings of the Half-Saint of Blood Hong fluttered violently, and his figure turned into a dark red stream of light and flew away rapidly.

Boom!

The two sides fought again, and a shocking fight broke out.

In just a short time of an incense stick, they fought for no less than dozens of rounds, and the fight was indisputable.

No creature dared to approach the place where they fought, for fear of being dragged in and getting hurt.

And the supervisors who watched this battle were secretly communicating with each other.

"Jiuyou is coming with such a fierce force this time. He even sent out a figure like Xuehong Semi-Saint. At the level of Semi-Saint, there is almost no opponent of the same level!"

"Haha, the Shenting team responsible for defense this time has a junior like Xiang Jiba in charge. He is the only genius who is valued by Panlong Wusheng and becomes a registered disciple at the level of Semi-Saint. I am very optimistic about his performance!"

"Yes, Xuehong Semi-Saint is not simple, but Xiang Jiba is not weak either. It is not certain who will win!"

...

However, as the battle entered a white-hot stage, Xiang Jiba began to feel exhausted.

"Batian Zhan!"

Xiang Jiba seized a gap and swung the halberd to cut out a mighty halberd blade. The momentum was extremely domineering, as if he was going to crush everything.

Chila~

Part of the body of Xuehong Semi-Saint was cut open, and at the same time his sword fell on the opponent.

"Uh ah!"

Xiang Jiba's body-protecting qi was broken, and a shocking blood mark appeared on his shoulder. He retreated in pain.

On the other hand, the injured part of Xuehong Semi-Saint healed quickly, and his aura was still very strong, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the heroic man with a gloomy face, he sneered: "See? This is the gap between you and me! How can you, a lowly human race, compare with the noble bloodline of my undead blood race?"

Hearing this.

Xiang Jiba's expression was ugly, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

He realized that the strength of both sides was evenly matched, but as long as he exchanged injuries, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. After all, the other party had the unique talent of the undead blood race, which was the terrifying self-healing ability!

Seeing this, the Jiuyou Supervisor outside the domain was in a good mood. Looking at the powerful figures of the God Court, he sneered: "Your people are doomed to lose, and you can't protect this fairyland!"

The supervisors of the God Court looked gloomy and did not refute, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xuehong Semi-Saint had certain advantages, which was the key to winning.

In the fairyland

Xuehong Half-Saint flexed his neck, making a crackling sound. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a frightening murderous light in his eyes. "Continue!"

As he said that, he was about to continue slashing violently with the sword in hand!

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Hey, I'm here to play with you!"

"Who?!"

For some reason, Xuehong Bansheng's heart instinctively trembled.

He saw a white fist coming, ordinary, without any gorgeous moves, just like a mortal punching, but at this moment, Xuehong Bansheng's hair stood on end, and the breath of death surged in his heart.

"Not good!"

Xuehong Bansheng's scalp numbed, and he resisted with all his strength.

Bang~

The sword in his hand turned into fragments and flew in all directions the moment it touched the fist.

At this critical moment, Xuehong Bansheng's adrenaline soared rapidly, and his wings frantically flapped and dodged sideways.

Even so, his left shoulder was rubbed by the fist, and then shattered by a huge force.

Xuehong Semi-Saint dragged his body and rotated more than a dozen arcs in the air before he could barely stabilize his body. He looked at it with a look of horror, his heart trembling wildly.

What the hell is this? !

"Huh?"

Ye Junlin's handsome face showed some surprise. Looking at the Xuehong Semi-Saint who escaped death, he pondered: "You were not killed by my punch. It seems that you are really powerful..."

The corner of Xuehong Semi-Saint's mouth twitched. For some reason, this sounded strange. Was it a compliment or a criticism?

At this moment, he felt a great fear about the appearance of this silver-haired young man!

Just one punch made him feel the feeling of death. He had never experienced this in the battle of the semi-saint level!

Who is this person? !