On the stand, everyone was a little sluggish.

    The next moment, a tsunami-like discussion sounded.

    "What is that? After the spells are fused, they are dismantled?"

    "Chu Yan''s use of spells has reached the ultimate level!"

    "The ghost head is completely suppressed!"

    "Pervert, full pervert!"

    ...

    Qi Tianlie naturally came to watch this competition in person. Originally, he had a smile on his face, and his heart was full of confidence. He felt that the scourge of Chu Yan could finally be eliminated today. Qi Tianlie''s face was ashen, and his heart was full of anger.

    on the ring.

    The water mist has dissipated, and the ghostly figure is revealed.

    At this time, Guishou''s clothes were in tatters, and blood was still flowing from dozens of small wounds on his body. Under the mask, he gasped for breath. Obviously, although these eight low-level eight-pattern spells were not as powerful as the 13-pattern spells, they also made It suffered quite a bit of damage.

    "Now, are you still so confident?"

    Chu Yan said lightly, and his face was flat.

    "Chu Yan, I underestimated you!"

    Guishou was extremely depressed in his heart. He originally thought that he could easily win because of his high level of cultivation, and the blood refining magic weapon in hand, and he knew Chu Yan''s tricks very well, but it turned out that he underestimated him once again.

    The ghost head sneered, as if it was not a voice that a human could make, and continued: "However, you will still be trampled under my feet today!"

    "Bang!"

    As soon as the words were closed, the countless blood vessels on the ghost head''s upper body burst open, and the scattered blood water turned into a layer of blood mist in the air, completely wrapping the ghost head inside.

    The blood-stained clothes were completely shattered, and the two chains on his naked upper body, which were covered with wounds, passed through his pipa bones and wrapped several layers around him.

    For a while, a strong and pungent bloody smell spread throughout the arena.

    "Oh?"

    Chu Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, watching the strange change of the ghost head.

    "Congeal!"

    The ghost head let out a low roar, and the blood mist all over his body penetrated into his body together. Suddenly, the muscles on his body swelled a little, and the muscles were full of blood lines.

    The long black hair has been dyed red with blood, and the ghost mask with the ghost head in the hair seems to be even more hideous.

    "Come on, enjoy the killing!"

    The ghost''s head shouted violently, and the aura on his body suddenly rose, actually breaking the confinement of the eleventh floor of the Qi training period and reaching the twelfth floor of the Qi training period.

    The blood-colored long knife was covered with a layer of blood mist and slashed towards Chu Yan at a high speed. At the same time, the iron chain wrapped around his body fell, and the length was more than ten meters long. The blood-colored chain came out of the body. He yanked it towards Chu Yan.

    Two blood-colored chains and a blood-colored long knife completely sealed the space in front of Chu Yan, and Chu Yan could not avoid it.

    On the stand, Yan Tianlong appeared beside Qi Tianlie at some unknown time.

    "Raise your weapons with your body, Junior Brother Qi, what your disciple is doing is the magic method! Is he a spy sent by the magic practitioners?"

    Yan Tianlong suddenly snorted coldly, and Qi Tianlie''s body shook violently.

    The so-called body-cultivation tool is to use the body to condense the magic tool, and combine a part of the magic tool with the body. The blood-refined magic tool produced by this spell is very powerful, but these methods are too extreme, generally only the magician cultivator. will be used.

    "Senior Brother Yan is surprised by what he said. This old man was a loose cultivator before joining the Ascension Sect. It is well known that this method of raising weapons was only obtained from a demon cultivator killed by the old man when he was young!"

    Qi Tianlie said indifferently, and there was no flaw in his words.

    "Hmph, I hope as Junior Brother Qi said, if I really find something, then Junior Brother Qi, you will also be punished!" Yan Tianlong sneered.

    Qi Tianlie''s face instantly turned down, and he couldn''t help but think of the last time he had a hundred sticks, and his teeth were itching again.

    "Huo Lin Dao, Golden Pin Sword!"

    Facing the mighty blood-colored long knife and blood-colored chains, Chuan Chu Yan''s expression remained the same, only a faint word.

    In the savings bag at the waist, the Fire Lin Dao and the Golden Pin Sword came out in response, ignoring the blood-colored long blade and directly facing the two blood-colored chains.

    This golden pin sword was one of the four flying swords seized by beheading the golden-robed old man that day.

    And the blood-colored long knife still slashed towards Chu Yan with a layer of blood light.

    "Chu Yan, this is your own death, your life, I will take it, kill!"

    Seeing that Chu Yan didn''t dodge, Guishou''s heart was calm, the spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed, and the blood-colored long knife shone brightly towards Chu Yan''s head.

    "Chu Yan, what is this for?"

    "Did he want to kill himself? Why didn''t he dodge?"

    "Even if you don''t dodge, you should hold up the protective mask!"

    "It is estimated that Chu Yan knows that he is no longer able to fight, and is ready to die!"

    ...

    Everyone in the stands exclaimed in amazement at Chu Yan''s approach.

    And the next moment, the amazed expressions on everyone''s faces became huge again, and they instantly froze there.

    When the blood-colored long knife was less than half a meter away from Chu Yan, Chu Yan gently raised his right hand.

    "when!"

    A crisp sound came out, and the blood-colored long knife slashed on Chu Yan''s palm. The powerful blow with the potential to kill was underestimated by Chu Yan''s fleshy palm under the eyes of everyone like a ghost. Next.

    The violently vibrating blood-colored long knife was difficult to move in Chu Yan''s hands.

    Guishou''s heart instantly cooled down, and a faint word rang in his ears:

    "Game over!"