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Hun Xiu turned his head and looked towards Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame. Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame became weaker and weaker. The strength of his body also passed quickly, and the source of Demon Fire in Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame was absorbing With the power of Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame, it gradually began to transform into shape.

Almost.

It won’t be long before this source of Demon Fire will become a real Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame, and the second Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame between Heaven and Earth will soon come.

“Not bad.”

Hun Xiu slightly nod. Looking at the performance of Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame, he understood that Purifying Lotus Demonic Flame didn’t play any tricks.

Turn his head to look towards the picture in front of him: “Hun Miesheng is defeated. If there is no accident, Xiao Chen should do something to Hun Feng and Hun Yu?”

“I hope Xiao Chen can take a step back! Otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult for Xiao Chen to get out of this Demon Fire space today.”

Will he make a move?

Maybe!

But it is very likely that he will not shoot, because there is no need for him to shoot, whether it is Xiao Chen or Xiao Yan, he will not shoot today.

There are people who shoot.

Of course.

If the person who shoots loses, then he will do it without accident.

……

The dust gradually dissipated, and Hun Miesheng’s body gradually appeared, half kneeling in the pit on the ground, his body was ragged, tattered, and on the skin. There are many blood stains, and there is still a little blood flowing on these blood stains.

Dishevelled hair, mud fell on the body, really embarrassed. At this time, Hun Miesheng still has the domineering Lord of a Hall.

I don’t have the spirit of a powerhouse, and now he is not much different from the beggar beggar by the side of the road.

look pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and the breath on his body is sluggish and weak.

Hun Miesheng fought against Xiao Chen’s axe, but Hun Miesheng also paid a great price.

The price of serious injury.

At this time, the strength of Hun Miesheng is not one of ten, right?

“Pu chi!”

Just as all influence was making such a guess, Hun Miesheng vomited a mouthful of blood. The weakness on his body was even worse, and his face became paler. Hun Miesheng’s body trembled, as if it would fall down at any time.

This is the state of Hun Miesheng in the eyes of all influence at this time.

“I…”

Hun Miesheng naturally sensed the changes in his body. As the spit a mouthful of blood went out, he could clearly sense what is called exhaustion.

The eyelids couldn’t help but want to collapse. Hun Miesheng had a hunch. If his eyes were closed, it would be no surprise.

His body will completely fall down.

“No…”

“I can’t fall down.” Hun Miesheng was firm in his heart, gritted his teeth and persisted, swiping his palm to the Storage Ring, a healing Medicinal Pill appeared just like this out of thin air.

“gu lu!”

Hun Miesheng swallowed it without hesitation.

Medicinal Pill lowered his stomach, and a warm sip immediately shed his limbs, and the incomparable exhaustion that came from the body was also dissipated a lot.

Hun Miesheng’s body also got a little vitality, and slowly stood up.

Xiao Chen holds a giant axe in his hand, trampling in the void, condescendingly looking at Hun Miesheng, who is slowly standing up: “Can I still stand up?”

“It seems that I have to be thorough Suppress you.”

Hun Miesheng was able to stand up, but was seriously injured. This was all in Xiao Chen’s expectation. He knew that although his “Sky Slash” was terrifying, he wanted to rely on The axe killed a 5-Star Fighting Saint Hun Miesheng, which is obviously unrealistic.

One hit is not allowed.

Then two axes.

If two axes do not work, then three axes.

Four axes.

……

There is always an axe that will take Hun Miesheng away.

Just do it.

Take advantage of his illness and kill his life. This is an unchanging principle.

Xiao Chen is not a pedantic person.

Holding the giant axe, he is about to chop down again.

“Sky Cleaving Three Axe!”

Xiao Chen loudly shouted and did not give Hun Miesheng a chance to speak his last words.

The huge blood axe shua shua in one hand is to split three axes!

The three axes are almost in one piece, and ordinary people can only use naked eye to see a red shadow above the sky passing by, moving towards Hun Miesheng below.

These three axes and three blood lines are enough to harvest Hun Miesheng’s life in Xiao Chen’s eyes.

“This…”

Hun Miesheng was shrouded in three blood lines. He looked up at the blood line that was coming towards him quickly, his eyes were hollow, showing a feeling of loneliness.

“Am I going to die?”

Hun Miesheng knew that he couldn’t avoid it. If nothing else, these three blood lines would be enough to kill him.

In my short review of my life, I have been working hard for Hun Clan’s future. Hun Clan’s plan has never given up.

Now I have no regrets even if I die.

“Hun Clan Wannian!”

……

Seeing that the blood line of Three Dao Accumulation with Destruction Strength is about to fall on him, Hun Miesheng is big Shouted. This is his last words. Immediately afterwards, I closed my eyes and waited for death to come.

Although he will die.

But Hun Miesheng understands.

Whether it is Xiao Chen, Xiao Yan, or other people who oppose Hun Clan, they will come down to accompany him soon.

He did that many things for Hun Clan, it was enough.

His only regret now is that he will not be able to work for Hun Clan anymore. He can’t see Clan Leader breakthrough Dou Di, Hun Clan’s ten thousand years of scenes.

He believes that his efforts and credits will be remembered by the people of Hun Clan forever.

His name will leave a grand mark in the history of Hun Clan, because he is the Palace Master of Soul Palace.

……

Hun Yu and Hun Feng had long expected that Xiao Chen would take advantage of his illness and kill his life. Just when Xiao Chen came out, Hun Yu and Hun Feng The opponent glanced at it and disappeared in place.

The two have a clear division of labor.

Hun Feng appeared in front of Hun Miesheng, took Hun Miesheng away, and Hun Yu appeared in front of three bloody lines.

While holding a black iron rod, said: “Ruyi Stick Art.”

Thousands of stick figures appeared, condensing into a shield in front of them, trying to resist the three blood lines.

Boom.

hong long!

hong long long!

…

Three successive blood lines fell on Hun Yu’s shield composed of sticks. Hun Yu’s body kept retreating and finally landed on the ground.

Boom.

“Pu chi!”

When the last line of blood was blocked, the ground under Hun Xiu’s feet was sunken, the hands holding the jet black iron rod were bleeding, and the clothes above his arms Already shattered, his arms trembled and trembled.

Under the strong impact, let the iron rod rub against his palm. In addition to the blood, the bones of the palm are also exposed.

The picture is a bit intriguing and shocking.

Bent his legs, and finally knelt on the ground.

The last line of blood dissipated, Hun Yu could no longer hold on to spit a mouthful of blood and came out, leaving the iron rod full of blood in his hand and falling to the ground.

The arm has also used up the last trace of strength, limp, unable to lift the least strength, and his hands are already useless.

Look pale, the sharp breath also gradually becomes weak.

……

Quiet.

Death silence.

Heaven and Earth is silent, quiet terrifying.

At this time, all eyes fell on Hun Yu. I thought Hun Miesheng would die, and didn’t expect Hun Feng and Hun Yu to join forces at a critical moment.

Hun Feng rescued Hun Miesheng, but Hun Yu endured everything he shouldn’t have.

In order to bear all this, Hun Yu also paid a great price.