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Hun Xiu turned his head and looked at Purifying Lotus Demon Flame. Purifying Lotus Demon Flame was getting weaker and weaker, and the strength in his body was passing quickly. Demonic Flame Origin in the hands of Purifying Lotus Demon Flame absorbed the power of Purifying Lotus Demon Flame and gradually began to transform into shape.
Soon.
Before long, this Demonic Flame Origin will become a real Purifying Lotus Demon Flame, and the second Purifying Lotus Demon Flame between heaven and earth is coming soon.
"Not bad."
Hun Xiu nodded slightly, looking at Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's performance, he understood that Purifying Lotus Demon Flame was not playing any tricks.
He turned his head and looked at the screen in front of him. "Hun Miesheng was defeated. If nothing unexpected happens next, Xiao Chen should take action against Hun Feng and Soul Jade, right?"
"I hope Xiao Chen can take a step back! Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Xiao Chen to get out of this Demonic Flame Space today."
Will he take action? Maybe!
But there is a high possibility that he will not take action, because there is no need for him to take action, whether it is Xiao Chen or Xiao Yan, he will not take action today.
Someone who takes action.
certainly.
If the person who takes action loses, then he will take action as expected.
The dust gradually dissipated, and Hun Miesheng's body was gradually revealed. He was half-kneeling in a large pit on the ground. His clothes were ragged and tattered. There were many bloodstains on his skin, and there was still a little blood flowing on these bloodstains.
With his hair disheveled and dust falling on his body, he was in a real embarrassment. At this time, Hun Miesheng could not have the domineering power of a master of a palace.
He no longer had the vigor of a Dou Sheng Expert, and now he was no different from a beggar on the roadside begging for food.
His face was pale, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his body felt sluggish and weak.
Hun Miesheng resisted the blow from Xiao Chen, but Hun Miesheng also paid a heavy price.
The cost of serious injury.
At this time, the strength of Hun Miesheng is probably even worse, right?
"Pfft!"
Just when all the forces had such conjectures, Hun Miesheng spat out a mouthful of blood. The weakness in his body worsened, and his face became paler. Hun Miesheng's body was shaking, as if he would collapse at any time.
This is the current state of Hun Miesheng in the eyes of all parties.
"I..."
Hun Miesheng naturally sensed the changes in his body. As he spit out the mouthful of blood, he could clearly sense the feeling of fatigue.
His eyelids couldn't help but want to droop. Hun Miesheng had a hunch that if his eyes were closed, nothing unexpected would happen.
His body will completely collapse.
"No..."
"I can't fall." Hun Miesheng was determined, gritted his teeth and persisted. He touched Storage Ring with his palm, and a healing elixir appeared out of thin air.
"Gulu!"
Without hesitation, Hun Miesheng swallowed it in one gulp.
After taking the elixir, a mouthful of warm water immediately passed through the limbs and bones, and the unparalleled feeling of fatigue in the body also dissipated a lot.
Hun Miesheng's body also gained some vitality and slowly stood up.
Xiao Chen held a giant ax and stepped through the void. He looked condescendingly at Hun Miesheng who stood up slowly. "Can you still stand up?"
"It seems that I have to suppress you completely."
Hun Miesheng was able to stand up, but was seriously injured. This was all expected by Xiao Chen. He knew that although his "Sky Severing Slash" was terrifying, it was obviously unrealistic to kill a Five-Star Dou Saint's Hun Miesheng with just one axe.
One ax is not enough.
Then two axes.
If two axes don't work, then three axes.
Four axes.
There is always an ax that will take away Hun Miesheng.
Just do it.
Taking advantage of someone's illness and taking their life is an eternal truth.
Xiao Chen is not a pedantic person.
Holding the giant ax in hand, he was about to chop down again.
"Sky-Breaking Three Axes!"
Xiao Chen shouted loudly, without giving Hun Miesheng a chance to say his last words.
The huge Blood Axe in one hand slashed out three axes!
The three axes are almost connected together. With the naked eye, ordinary people can only see a red shadow passing by in the sky, heading towards Hun Miesheng below.
These three axes and three blood lines seemed to Xiao Chen to be enough to kill Hun Miesheng.
"This..."
Hun Miesheng was shrouded in three blood lines. He looked up at the blood lines coming towards him quickly, his eyes were empty, showing his loneliness.
"Am I going to die?"
Hun Miesheng knew that he couldn't escape. If nothing unexpected happened, these three blood lines would be enough to kill him.
When I briefly look back on my life, I have been working hard for the Hun Clan's future and Hun Clan's plans, and I have never given up.
Now I have no regrets even if I die.
"Hun Clan ten thousand years!"
Seeing three blood lines containing the power of destruction about to fall on him, Hun Miesheng shouted. These are his last words. Then, close your eyes and wait for death to come.
Although he will die.
But Hun Miesheng understands.
Whether it's Xiao Chen, Xiao Yan, or anyone else who is against the Hun Clan, it won't be long before they all come down to accompany him.
He has done so much for the Hun Clan, it is enough.
His only regret now is that he will no longer be able to work for the Hun Clan. He will never see Clan Head break through Dou Di and Hun Clan for ten thousand years.
He believes that his efforts and contributions will be remembered forever by the people of the Hun Clan.
His name will leave a grand mark in the history of the Hun Clan, because he is the master of Hall of Souls.
Soul Jade and Hun Feng had long expected that Xiao Chen would take advantage of his illness to kill him. Just when Xiao Chen came out with his axe, Soul Jade and Hun Feng glanced at their opponents and disappeared.
The two have a clear division of labor.
Hun Feng appeared in front of Hun Miesheng and took away Hun Miesheng, while Soul Jade appeared in front of three sky-shattering blood lines.
The man holding a pitch black iron rod said, "Ruyi Rod Technique."
Thousands of stick shadows appeared, condensing into a shield in front of him, trying to resist the three lines of blood.
boom.
Boom!
Boom! ...
Three blood lines fell on Soul Jade's shield made of sticks. Soul Jade's body continued to retreat, and finally fell on the ground.
Boom.
"Pfft!"
When the last line of blood was blocked, the ground under Soul Jade's feet was sunken, and blood stains flowed from the hands holding the dark iron rod tightly. The clothes on the arms had already been shattered, and the arms were trembling.
Under the strong impact, the iron rod rubbed against his palm. In addition to blood, the white bones of his palm were also exposed.
The picture is somewhat penetrating and shocking.
His legs bent and he finally knelt on the ground.
The last line of blood dissipated, and Soul Jade could no longer hold on and spat out a mouthful of blood. The iron rod covered in blood left his hand and fell to the ground.
The arms also used up the last bit of strength, and became limp. They couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength, and their hands were already useless.
His face was pale, and his sharp breath gradually became weaker.
quiet.
Deathly silence.
The heaven and earth were silent, eerily quiet.
Everyone's eyes were on Soul Jade at this time. They thought Hun Miesheng would die, but they didn't expect Hun Feng and Soul Jade to join forces at the critical moment.
Hun Feng rescued Hun Miesheng, but Soul Jade endured everything that he should not have endured.
In order to endure all this, Soul Jade also paid a huge price.