Infinite Bloodcore

The flame is burning.

In the blazing air, a giant tree fell slowly, slamming on the ground with a bang, and the splashing fire star caused more chaos.

The leader of the Eight-footed Spider made a sharp howling, almost piercing a person’s eardrum.

This is its territory, its homeland, but now it has been burned out. Everything in front of him made it very angry.

Different from the ordinary Eight-footed Spider, it is not afraid of flames. At the same time, the spider silk also has a qualitative change and is not afraid of burning.

The culprit is right in front of them. It wants to pour all the anger on these two people!

Zi Di has been trapped by the spider web, and she is just Blackiron aura, not to worry.

The only thing to consider is Zhen Jin.

The leader of this youngster’s aura-Eight-footed Spider is also a little confused.

The leader of Eight-footed Spider shrouded all the killing intents on Zhen Jin.

It shoots more and more spider silk at Zhen Jin.

At first, only the hands of lance and youngster were bound by spider silk. Soon layers of spider silk wrapped around Zhen Jin’s whole body and even began to cover the ears and nose.

If this time, there is a dagger to cut the spider silk, Zhen Jin can get rid of this dilemma.

But no!

Huang Zao had the opportunity to throw the dagger, but he didn’t!

So, Zhen Jin fell into a desperate situation.

A sharp weapon is the key to getting out of trouble at this moment.

Or if the long sword was in the hands of Zhen Jin, it would be easy to solve this situation.

Even without long sword, machete is fine.

In short, it is not a battle lance.

Zhen Jin suddenly exerted his strength in the spider web, he has not given up yet!

Although his strength has increased, it is far from the limit that the spider web can withstand, and he cannot break free.

As a result of the attempt, Zhen Jin felt a little desperate.

If you cant get rid of with all your strength, there is basically no hope. Struggling indiscriminately will only make the spider’s silk tighter and tighter, like being trapped in quicksand, a worthless attempt, but will make death come sooner.

Zhen Jin stood still, his thoughts flashed, trying to find a cure.

Wrapped up in layers of spider silk, looks at the youngster who seems to have resigned, the leader of the Eight-footed Spider deliberately closes to the youngster’s face. At the upper end of the hideous mouthparts, there are a total of a dozen eyeballs, densely packed together.

The spider’s eyes are all staring at Zhen Jin, his mouthparts are slightly opened and closed, and he makes a zhi zhi sound, as if the spider leader is sneering at Zhen Jin!

It has to ravage this youngster well. It has to pierce it and let the blood drain. At the same time, it has to inject spider venom into the body of Zhen Jin, looks at the venom erosion , Looks at youngster from the inside out, it starts to rot a little bit, and finally it rots into a pool of youngster and sucks it all, leaving no drop at all, filling it into its belly.

This is the end of offending it!

Zhen Jin did not struggle, gritted his teeth and was forced to look at the spider leader.

The two sides face each other, and the distance is only a few steps.

The spider’s collar raised the two front-end tentacles, and the slender front-ends of the tentacles were as sharp as a gun and sword, and easily penetrated the web.

Immediately, Zhen Jin groaned, he felt that two of his feet were like daggers, trying to penetrate from his back.

The chain mail worked and resisted these two feet.

Such obstacles angered the spider leader even more.

It fiercely pulled the spider silk, the distance between Zhen Jin and it was shortened instantly, and the width between his eyes was almost only a palm.

Squeak!

The mouthparts of the spider’s head were wide open, and a strong sour odor was sprayed on Zhen Jin’s face.

At the same time, a lot of green viscous liquid, like saliva, flows out from the mouthparts.

Zhen Jin’s eyes widened, almost thinking that the spider leader wanted to swallow his mind in one bite!

But at the next moment, the spider leader relaxed slightly, his mouthparts converged, and he shook his head at Zhen Jin.

Zhen Jin saw a joke and cruel smile on the spider’s face.

He felt a chill in his heart, and immediately understood: The spider in front of him was purely trying to intimidate him, torture him, slowly concoct him, and let him fully enjoy the pain. Listening to his screams and howls, looks at him struggling, stepping into death bit by bit!

The pressure on the chain mail is getting bigger and bigger, and finally reaches its limit. The chain mail can’t support it, and it is pierced by the spider’s sharp feet.

The latter pierced into Zhen Jin’s skin smoothly.

The youngster felt a cold first, and then the pain came.

In addition to intense pain, there is also vividly and thoroughly fear.

Zhen Jin can clearly feel the following path of the two contact feet. After they pierced the outermost skin and flesh, one of the feet continued to penetrate, very slowly, and began to endanger the youngster’s internal organs. The other one encountered obstacles and hit the ribs.

The spider leader continued to exert force, Zhen Jin’s ribs only blocked a little bit, and broke apart.

“Ah!” The pain came, Zhen Jin couldn’t help letting out a deep roar, his handsome face twisted in an instant.

The flame continues to burn, and the light of the fire shines on Zhen Jin’s face. At this moment, the youngster is as fierce as a devil.

The spider leader quietly admired, a dozen eyeballs perfectly reflected the youngster’s look at the moment. But what makes the spider leader more disappointed is that it not at all finds any cowardice and pleading emotions of Zhen Jin-only anger and hatred!

The flame in Zhen Jin’s heart burns more vigorously than the surrounding forest fire.

“aaaah!” Under the torment of the spider leader, he let out a continuous low growl.

His head is about to explode, and a whole new memory suddenly emerges.

The periphery is full of people than the martial stage.

The duel in the martial stage has also come to an end.

“Sure enough, it is the great aristocrat of the South!” A youngster was forced into the corner.

He has wounds on his body, some of which can be seen deep in bone, and he is extremely embarrassed.

It is Templar Knight Qing Kui.

His opponent is a middle-aged man with a long and thin beard, unscathed. He raised his head slightly, leisurely and calmly, almost pacing to the front of Qing Kui.

Zhen Jin found himself in the crowd of onlookers and looked nervously at the two people in the field.

His eyes are mainly on the middle-aged man.

Because this man is his father, Patriarch of the Hundred Needles family!

Beside Zhen Jin, there are still many Templar Knight colleagues, all of whom are familiar faces.

“Qing Kui, surrender if it doesn’t work!”

“The opponent is too strong, and you are too young. It is not shameful to lose.”

“Think I think you still have a younger sister, Qing Kui, don’t be stubborn.”

The young Templar Knights are shouting.

Qing Kui’s younger sister is also off the court. At this moment, her face is pale, without a trace of blood, her lovable body is trembling, like the poor little flower in ****.

Qing Kui took a deep breath, stood up straight unsteady, tried his best to lift the long sword in his hand, and faced the Hundred Needles Patriarch again.

“oh!” The crowd sighed heavily.

“This duel was initiated by Qing Kui. It is harder to get a guy like him to surrender, than to pull a giant dragon back.”

“How can this be? Do?”

“Even if Qing Kui voluntarily surrenders, it depends on whether Hundred Needles Patriarch is willing to let him go.”

“Yes, Qing Kui’s father and grandfather All died in that battle, all died in the hands of the Hundred Needles Family. The two families have too deep animosity.”

Qing Kui shouted and launched a useless charge again.

Hundred Needles Patriarch easily dodges, the rapier in his hand is gently stirred, and the long sword in Qing Kui’s hand is stirred up.

Qiang.

The long sword flew to in midair and immediately fell to the ground. Qing Feng cut into the marble and inserted it behind Qing Kui.

The contrast between strength and weakness is very obvious.

Qing Kuis younger sister couldnt bear it anymore. She pleaded with the Knight old man who presided over the duel in the court: “Commander Uncle, please take a look at the relationship between our two families for many years. , Please take action and save my brother.”

This old Knight man is the Commander of Templar Knight Fifth Regiment.

He was coldly snorted with an unhappy expression: “This is a sacred showdown between Knights, fair and just, and never partial!”

He looked towards Qing Kui’s younger sister with sharp eyes “I have already tried to save your big brother, but as a member of my Fifth Regiment, he doesn’t even listen to the words of my Commander, and insists on challenging Hundred Needles Patriarch.”

“hmph How old is he, how much strength does he have? And how much practical experience? He didn’t even have a thorough cultivation success with the signature battle skill Bronze of the Green Leader Family, so he dare to challenge Hundred Needles Patriarch.”

” Is this Knight’s bravery and fearless? This is the idea of vengeance dazzled, it is stupid!”

“So, you also saw it. Hundred Needles Patriarch displayed a battle skill Ardent Thousand Needles , You will completely destroy your brothers Bronze.”

“Ardent Thousand Needles is the advanced of the Hundred Needles familys signature battle skill Hundred Needles Style. It is a trick that can only be used by the gold cultivation base. I once died in this trick. There were hundreds of people under Empire Knight. Even I fell under this move and pierced my heart by the rapier of the Hundred Needles family!”

“Your brother Qing Kui, he did not abide by Templar Knights creed, he gave up bravery and violated patience. This is his bring about one’s own destruction!”

“As the contemporary Patriarch of the Green Leader Family, he must do it for himself The recklessness of Qing Kui bears the consequences. This is the price he should pay-even if the price is his life.”

The words of Old Commander ruthless made Qing Kui’s younger sister completely powerless and immediately paralyzed Sitting on the ground, hiding his face and crying.

The angry young Knights around were also silent because of Old Commander’s reprimand.

It’s just that their teeth are clenched tighter, and their fists squeezed harder.

Hundred Needles Patriarch took a deep look at Old Commander and approached Qing Kui again. He said in an arrogant tone: “Green Leader Patriarch, what other ability do you want to resist? Do you still have battle energy?”

“Then, the next move I will kill you.” Hundred Needles Patriarch raised the rapier slowly, the tip of the sword straight up, almost touching the tip of his nose.

“This will be the last scene of your life. So, just keep your eyes open and look at it.”

“Don’t worry, use Ardent Thousand Needles to kill you. I have praised you too much. You are far worse than your father and grandfather. Hundred Needles Style is the most suitable burial for you.”

“Take this move, you are lucky not to die, then I forgive you. What’s the matter with a small life?”

After that, the rapier in the hands of Hundred Needles Patriarch suddenly turned into a bright sword shadow.

Qing Kui ahhhh roared, he had been waiting for this moment.

The only remaining battle energy in the body was forced out by his brain, and between the azure light flashes, a long spear of Knight’s charge was vaguely formed.

bang!

The two sides collide together as one and then pass each other.

An arm was thrown in midair, dripping with blood, and then fell off the court.

This arm also holds a rapier in the hand.

That is the hand of Hundred Needles Patriarch holding the sword!

The audience was shocked.

There is dead silence.

With a plop, Qing Kui fainted on the ground, motionless.

Hundred Needles Patriarch used his left hand to cover the wound that was almost shoulder-length apart, his face was hard to see the extreme.

“Father, father!” Zhen Jin exclaimed, his voice trembling violently.

Old Commander walked into the venue at this time and stood between Hundred Needles Patriarch and Qing Kui, separating the two.

He furrowed his eyebrows deeply and stared at the middle-aged aristocrat with a severed arm: “Hundred Needles Patriarch, everything you say in the duel is a sacred oath. The duel between you is over. “

The middle-aged man’s pupils shrink slightly, staring at the unconscious Qing Kui, gritting his teeth, and despite the bleeding from the wound, his face is full of surprised and angry and hatred.

For a while, he was slowly nodded, with a strong shame and unwillingness, staggering down the Martial Arts Competition Stage.

“Father!” Zhen Jin rushed over, holding onto Hundred Needles Patriarch.

There were cheers all around, Qing Kui’s younger sister cried with joy, the young Templar Knights raised their arms and shouted, and many passers-by shouted incredible.

The middle-aged man looked around for a week, and saw all the surrounding scenes in his eyes, but his expression was already calm: “My son, lifts the head to look at me. Tell me, my familys home What is training?”

“Never overestimate people, nor underestimate people.” Zhen Jin reluctantly lifts the head, his tone choked.

“Very well, remember it, remember it firmly!” Hundred Needles Patriarch gritted his teeth and said fiercely.