Chapter 136: Severely Injuring Jin Wuxin! The first combined attack between Purgatory and Demon-killing Style (Second Update)

The world seemed to be shrouded in scarlet light.

The terrifying sword energy instantly broke Jin Wuxin's illusion.

He felt the picture in front of him flash and it was scarlet.

"Clang clang clang clang clang!"

Black iron chains as thick as arms appeared out of thin air, tightly tied Jin Wuxin's limbs. His whole body seemed to be nailed to death by a wedge and suddenly could not move.

"What's going on?"

Jin Wuxin's face changed suddenly.

Puff puff puff!

Countless long swords stabbed into his body one after another, and then stirred in his wounds.

"Ah!" Jin Wuxin let out a shrill and painful scream.

"This is mine."

Jin Wuxin's eyes burst and screamed in horror. Two long knives instantly stabbed into his mouth.

This was obviously the fantasy he had put on Han Zhao, why did the retribution come to him?

Even though his demon's body is far superior to that of the human race, the pain in his fantasy will not only be reflected in the body, but will also directly attack the spirit. His whole body twitches in pain.

However, his body was tightly bound by iron chains and he could not resist at all.

"It's strange, right?"

Han Zhao's voice suddenly rang beside Jin Wuxin.

"What did you do to me?" Jin Wuxin's face was distorted, his eyes were covered with blood.

"Is this the illusion you imposed on me yourself?" Han Zhao smiled, stretched out his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm.

Puff!

Han Zhao stabbed Jin Wuxin into Jin Wuxin's mouth with a knife. The sharp knife stirred in his mouth, and blood was pouring.

"Aren't you very good at speaking? Why don't you talk?"

Han Zhao asked with a smile.

"Give it."

Angry whimper came from Jin Wuxin's throat, but after Han Zhao stabbed her through her throat, the sound suddenly stopped.

"Ah!!" Jin Wuxin let out a shocking roar.

boom!

His whole body burst.

The fantasy was instantly broken.

thump!

In the Angry Dragon Hall, Jin Wuxin suddenly felt weak and he fell to the ground.

The gang members in the field were full of confusion. Jin Wuxin's strange scream just now made them feel like their brains were about to explode. But why did he kneel down as soon as he came to his senses?

Everyone looked at Han Zhao.

I saw that he was standing in front of the golden chair of the gang leader, and the scarlet sword on his waist was only half unsheathed.

What's going on?

Everyone looked at each other.

The young gang leader just made a knife draw action, and nothing else happened.

There was an extremely powerful sword energy gathering on his long sword, but before the sword energy was released, Jin Wuxin suddenly woke up and then knelt down and admitted his mistake, right?

"You are" Jin Wuxin completely lost the arrogance he had just now. He forced himself to explode in the illusion. Although he was out of control, his body was like he really exploded. There was a sharp pain in every place.

Zheng!

The answer to him was Han Zhao's complete unsheathing.

Three styles of Killing God·Purgatory Style!

The scarlet sword light swept across the audience with a violent airflow.

Everyone felt that the eyes were red, followed by endless darkness, as if they were falling into the Avici Hell, losing their sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.

Jin Wuxin, who was in the center of the sword energy, felt that he was in the sword mountain.

The most evil aura of heaven and earth seemed to gather this sword, and countless sword auras hit his body.

"Ah!" Jin Wuxin shouted angrily, his body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and in an instant he turned into a human-shaped monster more than three meters tall. His whole body was like a huge black carp, covered by black hard scales. Human hands and feet grew like humans, sharp claws emerged from his thick and hideous feet, and the hard bluestone floor was like tofu, and he stepped into a big pit.

Puff!

The muscles on his spine wriggled, and there was something under his skin like a living thing. His six arms suddenly pierced the skin and rushed out.

Silent and scream!

Countless sword auras swept over, and Jin Wuxin's arms danced wildly irregularly, colliding with the sword aura, making a sharp and dense sound of air, and sparks flew everywhere.

However, there was too much knife energy. With the addition of a large amount of knife energy, the scales on his body cracked inch, revealing the black flesh and blood swept by the knife energy.

“Wow~!”

A strange and painful cry came out, and the ripples in the air just left the body and were shocked back by the scarlet knife energy and violent airflow.

Jin Wuxin finally couldn't hold on, and his body flew out of the hall as if he was hit by a cannonball.

boom!

"Brother Han, I'll help" a familiar voice sounded outside the hall.

Qi Xuanming had just walked to the platform outside the hall and felt the violent aura coming from inside. He immediately shouted and his body flew ten meters away in the air.

As soon as his body entered the door, he saw a huge black shadow rushing straight into his face.

"What the hell?!"

A terrifying sword aura came, Qi Xuanming was startled, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his heart. He felt his scalp numb, and the emerald green sword on his waist suddenly unsheathed.

Three Spirit-killing Styles·Demon-killing Styles!

Puff!!

The sword energy condensed to the extreme turned into an emerald green silk thread, which just gently surrounded Jin Wuxin's body.

Jin Wuxin's body was instantly removed from the ground.

At the same time, it was cut into minced meat by the scarlet knife energy.

The sword energy collided head-on.

boom!!

Countless airflows were instantly blasted, and the sword energy and the sword energy were crazily pressing the air, forming an amazing white high-pressure shock wave. The sword energy and the sword energy were strangely fused together, and rushed straight into the sky like a laser cannon.

After Jin Wuxin's body turned into minced meat, no blood or bone slag appeared. Instead, it turned into a large amount of black mist and scales. Under the influence of the body's restraint, it quickly recovered.

"Huhuhu.Huhuhu!"

Jin Wuxin gasped and looked at Qi Xuanming who suddenly appeared beside him with a resentful expression.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the hall, fear appeared in his eyes.

Han Zhao walked out of the hall, followed by a group of warriors from the Angry Dragon Gang.

"Isn't this dead?" Han Zhao sighed at the terrifying recovery ability of the seven-patterned demon, and couldn't help but feel a little envious. If his body was hit by this move, it would probably be a waste.

"The Purgatory Style of the Heavenly Sword Killing Nerves?! And the Demon-killing Style of the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword Book?!"

Jin Wuxin's voice was extremely hoarse.

If it weren't for the life-saving thing given to him by the leader, he could avoid the power of the sword attack and hit the move just now, even if he was a demon with the perfect seven-line pattern, he would definitely die.

He actually learned about the unique skills of the two sects of Tiansheng Sect at the same time today.

Forget it, Qi Xuanming is a direct descendant among the five major surnames. He has this talent and resources, but what kind of monster did Han Zhao jump out of?

"It's worthy of being the Grand Secretary of Jiuyou Mansion, and it's quite a bit of knowledge." Qi Xuanming said in a deep voice, but his main focus was on Han Zhao.

The knife just now was actually made by Han Zhao.

It's really incredible.

He has given Han Zhao a purgatory secret book for only one month, right?

Han Zhao not only learned it, but also had a strong power, and was almost attained by the level of success. Compared with the magic-killing style he had practiced for a year, he was only inferior to the magic-killing style he had practiced for a year.

Even though Qi Xuanming has been called a genius since he was a child, he has a senior brother Qi Yuntian in his family who is called a monster, and he feels a little unreal at this moment.

It took six months for the senior brother to learn the first move to practice the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword Book.
To be continued...