Chapter 351 Cicada Slough (adding 24,000 for collection)

  Two black flying swords, winding like poisonous snakes, flew towards the blood cicada.

  Just this skill of controlling the sword, even among the sword sects, it can be called excellent.

   What's even more vicious is that there are characters like villains on the two flying swords.

  These are witch spells. If you are accidentally entangled, you will not be able to survive or die.

  Xue Chanku sat in the center of the performance platform, although he recited Buddhist scriptures, he never made a move.

  The flying sword circled around him twice, probing like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, but the blood cicada never made any gesture of fighting back.

  Yuan Wushu sneered: "Playing tricks!"

  Two flying swords have passed directly towards Xue Chan's chest.

  Ten Demon Sects are Demon Sects, since it is a contest...then of course there is no point to stop it.

   If you don't use cruel hands, how can you see the real chapter.

   After the two flying swords passed through the chest, they did not restrain themselves, but repeatedly pierced and crossed back and forth.

  At the same time, the witch curse attached to the flying sword also spread on the surface of the blood cicada, branding and entwining its whole body.

   It seems to be engraved into the soul, tearing up Xue Chan's three souls and seven souls.

  The elders watching from the sidelines, no one shouted to stop, Mo Tingyuan also sat on a high cloud and looked down, with a trace of mockery in his eyes.

  The blood cicada was covered in blood, and the black gauze was dyed blood red.

  He pointed to the numerous blood holes on his body, smiling as gently as before.

   "Everyone from the same family, take a look... This is a cicada slough!" The voice just fell.

  The body of the Xue Chan actually shone with layers of rhyme.

  A half-empty and half-solid body fell out.

  The original skin, like a tattered piece of clothing, was peeled off from this gradually solidified figure.

   "Amitabha! The future and the past are entangled in karma. The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner! Almighty! Please go find your enemy!" Xue Chan knelt and kowtowed to her dropped 'body'. The sound of reciting scriptures from the Ksitigarbha Sutra sounded around, but there were a few subtle deviations in the scriptures, which changed the original meaning.

  But seeing the shed skin, glistening with blood, flying towards Yuan Wushu with evil spirit.

  Yuan Wushu's expression changed slightly, but he was not at a loss. While holding the flying sword to block, he struck out a magic weapon like a ring, resisting the approach of the skin.

   Unexpectedly, the ring-like magic weapon can't block the skin at all.

  The flying sword continued to penetrate back and forth, as if it was only passing through a phantom, not an entity.

  Yuan Wushu's complexion changed drastically, he waved out a stick of incense, and lit it with his fingers.

   "Spiritual incense is the guide, Xuansha guides the way, cause and effect disappear, and it has nothing to do with me." Yuan Wushu used the magic of escape, trying in vain to get rid of the skin shed by the blood cicada.

  However, the spell was still ineffective, and Yuan Wushu still couldn't escape the skin bag's pursuit of his soul.

"Blood Cicada was really killed once. He was revived and reborn in a special way with his unique spell. But the hatred of killing lives is still there, and the spell cast based on such blood hatred is completely different. How could it be possible to offset the lure with mere spiritual fragrance?" Ouyang Qin whispered to his son.

  Ouyang Xing hurriedly asked: "Father, how should such a spell be blocked? Is it possible that we can't do anything to this blood cicada? Let alone kill him?"

Ouyang Qin said: "Of course not, it's just that the method of killing him needs to be careful. Either find a substitute for the dead ghost in advance, borrow someone else's hand, and kill him with a knife. Or, completely cut off the method of killing him... Just like Yuan Wushu, If he thinks about giving up those two flying swords and abolishing his practice of witchcraft, he can get rid of the entanglement of this skin."

  The conversation between the father and son did not deliberately conceal their voices.

   Therefore, it also reached Yuan Wushu's ears.

  This is cheating.

  But no one stood up to uphold justice, but they were all connivance.

  Yuan Wushu gritted his teeth when he heard the words, and voluntarily exploded the two flying swords.

  The flying sword bred spirituality, screamed in mid-air, turned into two ferocious pythons, and then rushed towards the skin that had been flying towards Yuan Wushu.

  Yuan Wushu reached out, took out a spell from his altar, and crushed it in his palm.

  Then the seven orifices bleed, very embarrassed.

   Yuan Wushu, with a pale complexion, looked at the skin that had lost its target in mid-air and seemed to have become stiff, panting heavily.

  The next second, the skin bag suddenly landed.

   Wow!

  The skin was like clothes, covering Yuan Wushu's body.

  Two jet-black sword lights pierced back and forth, and terrible witch spells erupted concentratedly.

  Yuan Wushu let out a terrifying scream, and then turned into a puddle of blood on the performance stage.

  The third devil, Yuan Wushu... is dead!

  Dead simply and neatly.

  He still has a lot of tricks, and a lot of hole cards... But it's all useless.

   To die is to die.

  After killing Yuan Wushu, the broken old skin seemed to have finally been superseded and disappeared, but Xue Chan sat cross-legged in the center of the performance table with a ruddy complexion and high breath, scanning the remaining demons with piercing eyes.

"not good!"

   "This guy's magic skills are weird."

   "His method of shedding skin also has the effect of seizing the essence and seizing merit. Every time he kills a devil, it is possible to make its origin stronger."

   "He wants to borrow the flesh and blood energy of other demons to accumulate his own strength, and finally challenge Ke Xiaoliang!" Ouyang Qin said.

  Ouyang Xun's complexion changed again, obviously a little confused.

  He also saw Yuan Wushu's fate before... He thought to himself that he was helpless in the same situation.

  The main reason is that Xue Chan's methods are too shocking and vicious.

   And never seen before.

   Regarding this method, how to guard against it, and how to crack it, everyone has no idea.

   Judgment can only be made based on experience.

   But obviously, Ouyang Qin made a mistake in his judgment based on experience.

  The demons on the black lotus altar almost all had ugly expressions.

  Only Ke Xiaoliang continued to remain calm.

As soon as the martial arts method is opened, every drop of blood has the charm of martial arts to suppress it, even the incantations of the Yuanshen monks are ineffective. No matter how strange this method of Xue Chan is, it also has an upper limit, and it is absolutely impossible to surpass the current state of Xue Chan If you have too many cultivation bases, you will definitely lose control.

  Perhaps Blood Cicada also knows that his spell is useless against Ke Xiaoliang.

   Only then did he think of using other demons as nourishment to nourish himself to complete the final transformation.

   "Next... which senior brother is willing to come down and teach me?" Xue Chan's eyes swept over the many devils one by one.

   Then he fixed his eyes on Ke Xiaoliang.

   "Junior Brother Ke, if you are confident that you can defeat my technique, of course you can come and teach me." The meaning of these words is frivolous, but it is more like deliberately preventing Ke Xiaoliang from going out at this time.

  But when Xue Chan said this, many experienced elders frowned.

   "Did he make a mistake?"

   "Why do you need to do so much, say this sentence?"

"If the blood cicada didn't take the initiative to provoke, then Ke Xiaoliang would not be able to end until the blood cicada reached its peak in order to maintain his face and the status he had set up. But now that he is provoking, he gave Ke Xiaoliang a chance... "

  Sitting on the cloud, watching with cold eyes, Mo Tingyuan, who was waiting for the opportunity, also had a subtle expression.

  Although it was an edict issued by him on his own initiative, he intends to abdicate the position of suzerain.

  But how could he really be willing?

  Everything is a bureau, he is not only in the bureau, but also the organizer.

  The bait and the bargaining chips are the suzerainty beneath him.

  Before Xue Chan asked this question and took the initiative to provoke him, he thought everything was under control.

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  (end of this chapter)