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Bai Zhou stared at her, his gaze was like a sharp sword, and said: "If there is any loss, the Bai family will compensate you afterwards! But if you stop it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
While speaking, a dark figure walked out of the black long sword in the tornado behind him.
As soon as that pitch-black figure appeared, everyone felt a chill and majestic killing intent that seemed to come from Jiuyou.
Everyone was shocked.
"The tenth level of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword! Bai Zhou actually cultivated the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword to the last level!"
"Bai Zhou is the most powerful genius of the Bai family in the millennium! With this sword alone, he is strong enough to enter the top three on the second floor! He even has a chance to compete for the first place!"
The faces of the heads of those big families were extremely solemn.
Zi Linglong was also extremely nervous.
Although she was angry that Xia Wuji lied to her to take the dragon and tiger pill, she didn't want Xia Wuji to be hurt in her heart.
In fact, it was the crazy stimulation of Longhu Pill that made her awaken the inherited martial spirit, and finally made her break through consecutively, stepping into the realm of the third-rank ghost king in a short period of time.
It can be described as a blessing in disguise.
The reason why Xia Wuji looked like a big enemy was more because of shame and anger than because he really wanted to put Xia Wuji to death.
When she saw Xia Wuji, she thought of the embarrassing scene when she saw a man in the family.
She vaguely remembered that because she fell into hallucinations in the family, she regarded many men in the family as Xia Wuji.
Whenever this time, she wished to tear Xia Wuji's body into thousands of pieces.
In the end, fortunately, she was determined, so that no catastrophe was caused and her innocence was preserved.
Therefore, Xia Wuji has to recover her shame in the family.
But subconsciously, she has an indescribable affection for Xia Wuji, even she herself can't tell whether it is gratitude, hatred, or something else.
But that doesn't mean she will forgive this apprentice!
However, when Bai Zhou wanted to kill Xia Wuji, she became nervous.
Perhaps, subconsciously, she regarded Xia Wuji as her own, and she didn't want anyone other than her to hurt him, which she didn't even know.
Bai Zhou looked at Xia Wuji, raised the blood sword in his hand to point at him, and said coldly, "Are you ready?"
The majestic killing intent on the blood sword swept away frantically, making everyone's hearts tense.
Xia Wuji was about to speak when Zi Linglong suddenly rushed forward and stopped Bai Zhou.
Bowing and cupping his fists, he said: "Uncle Bai, Xia Wuji is not a bad person, he is a friend of mine, it was just a little misunderstanding before, please let him go for my sake."
Xia Wuji was taken aback.
Looking at Zi Linglong's slender back, the corners of her mouth curled up.
But the next moment, his face turned cold.
I saw that Bai Zhou waved Zi Linglong without hesitation, and said in a cold voice, "You are not worthy!"
Zi Linglong flew more than 100 meters, hit the high wall of Wanjin Building, bounced off, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xia Wuji swept away his mental power and found that the injury was not serious and there was no life-threatening, so he was relieved.
He looked at Bai Zhou and said, "Originally I didn't want to kill people, but now I've changed my mind."
The momentum was not obvious when he spoke, but it gave people an inexplicable chill.
But the moment he finished speaking, the momentum of his whole body suddenly exploded, and the violent momentum swept across the entire world like a huge wave.
Bai Zhou's hairs stood on end immediately, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Years of fighting experience made him stab Xia Wuji with the blood sword in his hand without hesitation.
A shot is a lore.
"The tenth floor of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword—the Demon God's Advent!"
With the sword shadow facing Xia Wuji's berserk momentum, the pitch-black figure rushed out instantly, as if it was about to tear apart the world.
Xia Wuji touched the ground under his feet.
There was a crackling sound on the extremely hard ground, and the cracks spread for tens of meters like spider webs.
But he himself appeared in front of Bai Zhou like a teleportation.
One punch!
Tiger Fist - One Punch Exceeds Speed!
Boom~~
The terrifying punch pierced through the void, and the pitch-black sword intent and the demon god were the first to bear the brunt of it, and were blasted and shot all around.
Then there was the blood sword, which was shattered inch by inch, and finally rolled back with the terrifying fist power.
The spirit of Bai Zhou's death is frightening.
Over the years, I have experienced countless life-and-death battles, but I have never experienced such fear as I am now.
And more helpless.
"My life is over!"
Along with Bai Zhou's thoughts, all the fragments of the blood sword that accompanied him for countless years fell into his body, instantly piercing him into a sieve.
But it didn't end there.
The terrifying fist power arrived as expected, blowing him up instantly.
Blood rained, and blood mist filled the sky.
And that terrifying fist force hadn't completely stopped, it actually pierced directly through the Wanjin Tower, piercing the vast cloud and mist into a big hole, and finally disappeared into the sky.
Xia Wuji looked at the big hole pierced in Wanjin Building with bright eyes.
This is a one punch!
He felt that this was the real boxing technique!
Wan Jin Lou was silent.