With the order of Black, the third match of the King Pill Group Challenge officially began.
Zhu Shiyao and Xuerou Tu, who were previously forced to the edge of the arena, were released at the same time and placed in the middle of the arena.
Zhu Shiyao still looked cold and indifferent. In the center of the arena where millions of people gathered, her figure looked slender and thin, like a delicate girl. Only the brilliant sword light of the Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword in her hand made her show a bit of fierce momentum.
In contrast, Xuerou Tu's momentum was much stronger. This massacring devil was naked, only wearing a human skin apron. The apron was stained with blood, and there were several bloody pieces of meat hanging at the corner. Even from a distance, there was a bloody smell.
In the past, Xuerou Tu would intimidate his opponent with a lot of flesh and blood before the start of the fight. There was a pocket sewn in the human skin apron, and there was a universe of flesh and blood in the pocket. It was just that, after witnessing the fiasco of Little Poison Immortal just now, this massacring devil, who was known for his arrogance and boldness, was surprisingly careful.
Some cards, it was better to hide them until the end and not use them, than to take them out only to find that they were ineffective.
Xuerou Tu was well aware of how poisonous the tumor on Little Poison Immortal's chest was. Sixteen thousand years ago, when he fought against Little Poison Immortal, that tumor had melted a hundred of his flesh and blood mountains and a hundred rivers of boiling blood. However, just now, when the tumor detonated, the all-pervasive poison field was driven straight into by Liu Li and broken by her sword. Little Poison Immortal's most trusted card failed to save his life.
Xuerou Tu was more murderous than Little Poison Immortal, but he was also more afraid of death. He liked to slaughter cultivators and cut off their flesh and blood because he believed that other people's flesh and blood could be turned into his own use, and his own flesh and blood were not easy to die. He had the Dixian Stage and the massacring devil body. He was the most difficult person to die in the Dixian Stage. Even when he fought against the Fallen Immortal, he could still survive the full blow of the latter …
However, in this Grand Competition, he suddenly found that his biggest reliance seemed to be disappearing. Although he was still incomparably powerful when compared to cultivators of the same realm, being forced to stay in the King Pill realm, he couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as himself when he was at his peak.
Little Poison Immortal was also a person who was not easy to die. Although he was not afraid of death, he did not want to die. Moreover, his poison technique had reached the pinnacle, and even the Fallen Immortals could not kill him.
However, he died in the Death Arena, under the sword of a lowly King Pill cultivator. In the battle just now, Wang Lu said that it was to intimidate his opponent, so that Dixian would not dare to risk his life rashly. The Lamp Lady said that he was talking nonsense, but in fact, Wang Lu was right, because Xuerou Tu knew that he really didn't dare to risk his life easily anymore.
As a matter of fact, this Grand Competition was not that important to him. No matter who won in the end, it made no difference to him.
If the Dixian side won, he would not get more recognition. People would only treat him as a mad dog, throw him the hardest and most tiring work, and kick him away when they didn't need it … Under the threat of the Fallen Immortal, Human and Demon could indeed cooperate, but the massacring devil was not one of them.
And if the Wanxian League won, he would not be ostracized because of this. Dixian could be rated as a first-class fighting force, so that he could be put in an important position everywhere. Even if people didn't like him, when they knew how powerful the Fallen Immortal was, they had to turn to him for help.
That being the case, why should he risk his life for an insignificant victory or defeat? Would it do him any good?
Once he had such an idea, Xuerou Tu's momentum became less aggressive. Although the human skin apron was terrible, he didn't take out the immortal treasure "meat cleaver" that he was really famous for.
This gesture might not be noticed by the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, but the Earth Immortals frowned one after another.
"What does Xuerou Tu want to do? He doesn't seem to have any intention to fight? "
On the other side, when the cultivators of the Wanxian League heard this, they immediately blushed with shame: This is called no intention to fight? The soaring blood and qi made the audience feel uncomfortable. If he was full of fighting intent, what kind of scene would that be? One must know that this was the lowest middle-level King Pill group in the Grand Competition. If it was replaced with the Supreme level, would they still be able to hold the stage?
As for the situation on the stage, people didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Xuerou Tu made it clear that he didn't want to fight seriously. It didn't even matter whether he won or lost. However, the opponent didn't seem to appreciate it. Zhu Shiyao always held the Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword in her hand. Her two clear eyes stared at the opponent seriously, not letting go of the slightest change.
Although the girl's momentum was not strong, it gave people a sense of crisis as if there was a hidden needle in a cotton floss, as if facing a beast waiting for an opportunity. Xuerou Tu didn't want to fight, but Zhu Shiyao seemed to be full of fighting intent!
This made Xuerou Tu feel very uncomfortable.
I've already made it clear that I'm going to throw the game, but you're still eager to fight. Do you think I'm really afraid of you? You really don't know what's good for you!
Yes, for me, it doesn't matter whether I win or lose. But because it doesn't matter, even if I kill you in this fight, no one can say anything about it!
Thinking of this, Xuerou Tu's two thick eyebrows gradually stretched out, and a burst of crazy killing intent surged in his heart. In his eyes, a blood red gradually covered his field of vision. And the slender and graceful girl in his line of sight also turned into a pile of bones, blood, and flesh.
Zhu Shiyao, the Big Sister of Lingjian School, Sword Spirit Root, Stellar Divine Eyes … The bones, blood, and flesh in Xuerou Tu's eyes gradually became good material. He was not as greedy as Little Poison Immortal, who wanted to occupy the opponent's body and primordial spirit. However, later on, as long as he could take a few drops of blood and a few pieces of flesh from the opponent … that would be a good harvest.
After sixteen thousand years of sleep, the degeneration of Nine Regions was astonishing. However, after the Age of Chaos, there were many amazing and brilliant cultivators. Not to mention that Wang Wu, her disciple was also a great figure. The girl in front of him, though not so brilliant in intelligence, in terms of cultivation aptitude, was not inferior to Wang Lu. The physique of Sword Spirit Root was also extremely rare in the glorious era of cultivators.
Thus, Xuerou Tu finally pulled out his knife, which made the Dixian people outside the field a little relieved.
The knife was a meat cleaver, the treasure that made Xuerou Tu famous. The knife was two feet long, wide and thick. Its shape was not like the knife on the battlefield at all, but the butcher's knife. It was just that, this knife was condensed with the law of heaven and earth. Once the knife was out, it must see the flesh and blood. No matter how great the ability was, it was difficult to escape the law.
He once fought with a Supreme of Dacheng Stage. The other party cultivated an indestructible body, which was not weaker than ordinary immortal treasure, and could rely on it to resist the heavenly tribulation. However, Xuerou Tu's meat cleaver made thirteen cuts in a row, which cut off all the flesh and blood of his hands and feet, leaving only four white bones.
Now, this knife was naturally not as sharp as it was at its peak. In the King Pill Stage, the meat cleaver's ability to disintegrate the body was much weaker. However, even if it only exerted a negligible trace of the law of immortal treasure, it was enough to defeat a little King Pill.
After Xuerou Tu pulled out the knife, he looked at the opponent's reaction. That was because he needed to see the girl's reaction to decide whether to cut more or less when he used the knife later.
It was just that, the moment he looked up, the girl in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Without hesitation, Xuerou Tu raised his hand and slashed.
This slash didn't have any amazing power, it couldn't even stimulate the three feet long blade qi, but when the slash came out, there was blood. When the meat cleaver was halfway through, the blade was dyed red. A line of blood sprinkled down from mid-air, and Zhu Shiyao, who just disappeared, appeared. The line of blood from her left shoulder to her right leg seemed to divide her body into two halves!
However, Zhu Shiyao's eyes didn't waver in the slightest, as if the injury on her body didn't exist. She was in mid-air, only ten feet away from Xuerou Tu. She thrust her Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword forward, and the three feet long blade immediately cut through the space and went straight to the vital spot between Xuerou Tu's eyebrows.
Although this sword strike didn't have the imposing manner of Liu Li's brilliant sword heart, the angle and strength of the sword strike were just right, which made Xuerou Tu, who bore the brunt of the attack, feel extremely uncomfortable. Because no matter how he responded, it seemed to be wrong.
The meat cleaver had seriously injured Zhu Shiyao, but unexpectedly, she seized the initiative. At this time, his blade momentum had been exhausted, but the opponent's sword momentum was still rising!
Xuerou Tu didn't want to take this sword strike head-on. Although he could give it a try with his physical strength, the death of Little Poison Immortal was right in front of him, so how could he dare to be careless?
The next moment, the human skin apron was shaken by him. There was a mountain and river hidden in this apron, a mountain and river of blood and flesh, which was equivalent to the essence of hundreds of millions of creatures. Unless the opponent could kill hundreds of millions of people with one sword strike, otherwise, he couldn't be hurt.
Once, Little Poison Immortal used a tumor to melt a hundred mountains of flesh and a hundred rivers of blood, but compared to the entire mountain and river of flesh and blood, it was still only a small part. The current human skin apron didn't have such a great magical ability, but the opponent would never be as strong as Little Poison Immortal.
How many people could a mere sword of King Pill kill? A thousand? Ten thousand? For Xuerou Tu, it was just a drop in the bucket.
At the same time, Xuerou Tu became more cautious. A hidden arm in his abdomen quietly grasped a knife hidden in his fat.
It was a saber that was rarely shown to others. It was called Deboning. It was six inches long, and its blade was thin. It was flexible and frivolous, but it was a sharp weapon for defense.
However, the next moment, the Great Sun Golden Brilliant Sword suddenly penetrated the apron, and the sword momentum was so fast that the Deboning Knife couldn't react.
When Xuerou Tu came back to his senses, the sword edge had already penetrated three inches into his forehead. At the same time, a stream of starry river like sword qi went all the way down from his forehead and went straight to the core of his chest!
Zhu Shiyao's sword didn't kill thousands of people, but only one person. That person was called Xuerou Tu, and now, his life was hanging under the sword!
Xuerou Tu had never seen the power of Stellar Divine Eyes, and he didn't know that once Zhu Shiyao used her sword, it would be more difficult to block than Liu Li's sword.
However, in the moment of crisis, he became even calmer. At this time, any escape would not work. Since his existing means could not stop the opponent's deadly sword strike, then he had to change the way.
Go all out.
Only by going all out could he save his life. No matter how strong the opponent's sword strike was, it was still driven by a person. If he could kill the person one step ahead of time, the sword momentum would vanish.
Therefore, Xuerou Tu, who had always been afraid of death, was no longer afraid of death at this moment. He endured the pain and horror of the sword edge entering his body and focused his attention on his right hand, where there was a meat cleaver.
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