"Damn." Setting Yang scolded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "This kid is so powerful, why didn't he use this terrifying martial skill in the first place, and had to wait until now."
Hei Lian shook his head thoughtfully, and said, "It's not that simple, haven't you noticed? It seems that his martial arts can only be used in a state of near-death and extreme weakness."
"The premise of using this martial skill is very dangerous. If you are one step closer to the near-death state, you will not meet the conditions for releasing the martial skill. If you take one more step, you will really die. He has to be on the verge of life and death."
"So troublesome?" Setting Sun grinned.
"It's really strong." Hei Lian narrowed his eyes, looking at Xiang Nan's back.
He was overwhelmed by Xiang Nan's charisma, but what he didn't expect was that Xiang Nan, a sunny man who always smiled, had such amazing fighting power.
"En." Setting Yang also became serious, and said: "It is indeed very strong, I have never seen such a strong man."
"Before today, I always thought that the most powerful people in the world were you and Lan Tian, but it turned out to be him."
Xiang Nan was only fifty meters away from the flagpole.
He wanted to sprint, but didn't dare.
There are already six ghosts haunting him, but if no one comes up to let him kill him, he will have no new life to raise the ghosts. If he sprints over, he will consume more power from the underworld.
Evil ghosts have no one to eat, maybe Xiang Nan will be the next one to eat.
In fact, the figures of evil spirits on Xiang Nan's body had already begun to drift away, and they might be sucked back by the crack at any time.
At this moment, in Zuihualou, Liu Ye slapped the table angrily: "Isn't there anyone who can stop him!"
"A bunch of damned trash! They're all trash!"
"Sharp Knife Team, go!"
On Zuihua Street, Xiang Nan was only 30 meters away from the flagpole, and the giant knife dragged on the ground, rubbing off a series of sparks.
And directly in front, a row of restrained and steady-footed people suddenly came out.
These people were all wearing black cloaks, covering their faces in shadows, and each of them was holding a narrow two-meter-long knife in their hands.
The long knife is only about two fingers wide and very narrow. It is a typical type of weapon that only seeks killing efficiency, not grandeur.
There are only twelve people in this row, and they are all at the sixth level of Martial Saints.
But their aura is completely different from those warriors who intercepted Xiang Nan before.
After seeing these people, all the onlookers covered their mouths, for fear that they would anger Liu Ye by making a sound.
Because everyone knows that these men in black robes are not warriors from the miscellaneous guild at all!
They are the generals trained by the sixth master!
This has broken the rules. The most important thing about walking the street is that warriors sent by various guilds must be sent to deal with Xiang Nan.
And Liu Ye does not belong to a certain guild force.
But who dares to say such a thing
Xiang Nan's footsteps continued unabated, but an evil arc was formed at the corner of his mouth.
From his mouth, he was still exhaling ghostly air incessantly.
The twelve people were also silent, they drew out their narrow long knives at the same time, and everyone started to bleed.
The blood evaporated in the air and turned into blood energy, which enveloped every black-robed warrior.
Blood sacrifice is not considered as a kind of martial art, but a means to enhance strength. Xiang Nan has seen several blood sacrifices, and he knows exactly what it means.
The realm of those twelve people began to grow wildly!
The middle stage, late stage, and late stage of the sixth level of Wusheng!
Martial Saint Seventh Level!
Seventh stage middle stage, late stage, big late stage!
Wu Sheng Yae!
Yae middle stage, late stage, big late stage!
Martial Saint Jiuzhong!
Twelve black-robed warriors have been promoted to three small realms in succession! He even reached the ninth level of martial arts.
In this way, they are equal to everyone, and they are eight levels higher than Xiang Nan!
This has completely exceeded Xiang Nan's limit.
"Cheating!" Setting Yang said angrily, "This is cheating!"
But no one answered, even the black sickle was silent.
It's really not cheating. Those black-robed warriors are the sixth level martial saints. They used their own means to temporarily improve their realm, which is also a kind of personal strength.
"Xiang Nan boy, these people are dying." The big snake said in Xiang Nan's heart: "Their blood sacrifice seems to be only able to raise the small realm by one level, but they forcefully raise the third level, so no matter whether they win or lose, after this round, they All will dry up and perish."
"Then damn sixth master, it's clear that he wants to mess with you."
The triple small realm of Wu Sheng, especially the triple small realm of Wu Sheng's later stage! Is that a joke
At this moment, the twelve black-robed warriors moved with the determination to die.
quick! too fast!
Those twelve people turned into twelve afterimages, flickering towards Xiang Nan.
The so-called afterimages are relative to Xiang Nan himself. Only Xiang Nan and Hei Lian saw those twelve people as afterimages. Except for the two of them, the audience couldn't see those twelve people at all. where.
In the eyes of outsiders, those twelve people had disappeared out of thin air!
"Good job." Xiang Nan licked his lips, his body shook.
Seven ghosts haunted!
The seventh evil spirit finally crawled out and landed on Xiang Nan before the other six evil spirits were about to return to the underworld.
At that moment, Xiang Nan's right hand disappeared.
There was a sudden clanging sound in the air.
The speed of the twelve people was too fast to be seen by the naked eye, but Xiang Nan's right hand was just as fast! Fast also can not see the shadow.
But Hei Lian saw it, he saw that Xiang Nan blocked every attack of the black-robed warriors with an almost perfect angle!
But those black-robed warriors are too high-level after all.
When Xiang Nan blocked the attack, he was hit and flew around.
But during the flight, he still accurately judged the enemy's attack route.
"He can't hold on any longer." Setting Yang said.
Hei Sian shook his head and said: "He really can't hold on anymore, every time he blocks an enemy's attack, it will cause a serious impact on himself."
"But I don't know why. I always feel that things are not that simple. He shouldn't have to face the enemy head-on. With his combat awareness, he can escape the enemy's attack, but he didn't."
"I think he's waiting for something, or an opportunity."
on the battlefield.
Xiang Nan lowered his head, his body swayed left and right, but his right hand still quickly made block movements again and again.
Twelve warriors launched indiscriminate bombardment around Xiang Nan, but they realized a serious problem. They were extremely high-level, but they couldn't smash Xiang Nan's weapons and smash Xiang Nan's weapons in a short time. arm.
For a moment, the twelve people exchanged glances, and the twelve people lined up in a file!
At the last moment of life, twelve people push the qi into the body of eleven people, the eleventh person pushes into the tenth person, the tenth person pushes into the ninth person, the eighth person, the fifth person, and the first person !
This belongs to the fact that one martial artist forcibly pours his own stellar energy into another warrior's body, but the martial artist's stellar energy fluctuates like fingerprints, and they will not be exactly the same.
There is no way for a warrior to perfectly accept other people's stellar qi. If he accepts it forcibly, there will only be one end, that is, the spiritual sea and meridians will be severely damaged or even destroyed.
But those twelve people were not afraid, they were sent to die in the first place, and they wanted to die with Xiang Nan.
At that time, an unbelievably terrifying aura condensed on the first person!
It was also at this moment that Xiang Nan smiled.
With a shake of his right hand, the two palms merged into one larger black light palm.
"Twin palms."
Xiang Nan said lightly. Inside the Drunken Flower Tower, Master Liu stood up suddenly, and exclaimed, "A mid-level martial skill!"