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Chapter 3545 The Final Winner

"The injuries on his body are constantly accumulating, and they will not have no impact on him. As the injuries become more and more serious, his strength will be affected. How can it be reversed every time?" The strong man shook his head.

"You see, after the few rays of sword light he released before, the spiritual energy of the Jiuzhou Sword God has dropped more than a little. The injuries are getting worse and the spiritual energy is weakening. These blood servants are not afraid of death. Even if they die, they will not be afraid of death."

You can add at any time, how do you think he should fight?"

"Or what about a sneak attack?"

"You should pay attention to the Xue Granny. She is not standing casually. Her eyes are always fixed on the Nine Provinces Sword God, and the distance is always as far as possible."

"Xue Granny is a Second-Delay cultivator after all, and she knows the previous combat methods of the Nine Provinces Sword God. How could she not be careful?" the strong man sneered.

"Although a sneak attack on the main body is the most effective method, it is equivalent to leaving the opponent's back. Once it fails, it is equivalent to giving up his life to others."

"After all, Xue Granny has stronger cultivation and fuller state, and she has witnessed various methods of the Kyushu Sword God in advance. Do you think she will easily give the opponent a chance?"

Speaking of this, the cultivators were silent for a while.

After being analyzed in this way by the strong man, they were also a little desperate.

"However, this does not mean that the Kyushu Sword God has no chance. I think he should have accumulated the power to deliver a fatal blow in his body, and that method should be the final winner."

However, the conversation changed and the strong man spoke again.

"In other words, the Kyushu Sword God still has means and the possibility of reversal."

Everyone felt a little hopeful again.

"That's right, it's just very slim."

"Fellow Taoist, seeing as you have such good eyesight, I wonder which big shot in Kyushu Continent you are. I'm disrespectful."

I felt that what this strong man said made sense, so some monks asked out of curiosity.

"You are wrong. I am just an ordinary monk. I just like to observe."

The middle-aged monk smiled slightly and laughed.

"Everyone, if you think about it carefully, it's useless to say these complaints. All we can do is encourage fellow Sword God Taoist." A monk said.

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Sword God has created miracles by fighting all the way here, and it has also allowed us to see how strong a monk Yishen can be. No matter whether this fellow Daoist wins or loses, since we support him

, just do what you can."

"I'll shout a slogan first. How about everyone shouting it together?"

"good."

"Kyushu Sword God!"

"Kyushu Sword God!"

Although the monks felt a little uncomfortable, they also knew that they had no way to influence the situation on the field.

The only thing they can do is to let Qin Cheng feel the emotions of everyone through their methods.

Soon, the shouts spread from one corner to the entire bloody ring.

The tens of thousands of monks present were also infected.

Suddenly, shouts and shouts rang out one after another, shaking the entire palace.

Not only the bloody monks waiting in the side hall, but also Elder Qu and the many monks in the Shadow Hall also had changes in their expressions.

Unexpectedly, everyone present would be so impressed by Qin Cheng.

"Qin Cheng, I feel like I won't be able to hold on if this continues. Do we really not do something?"

But everyone's support was their support. Seeing that the scene was becoming more and more passive, Fu Mo couldn't help but say.

"I have one last resort, the nameless technique plus the burst of Dao Ti Wushuang Jue. The main body should be looking for an opportunity." Qin Cheng said solemnly, distracted.

Now all the consciousness of Qin Cheng's body is controlled by selfless fighting spirit. Even if Qin Cheng is distracted by himself, he doesn't know when this method will be used.

Bang!

Even as the two of them were talking, the situation changed again.

It seemed that Qin Cheng was finally being besieged and was a little impatient. After jumping up, spiritual energy exploded in all directions, knocking back several monks who were surrounding him. At the same time, the Yueyang Sword in his hand slashed directly at one of the blood servants.

With a loud noise, the blood servant in front of him instantly turned into pieces, and because he failed to get rid of the person behind him in time, Qin Cheng's back was instantly opened with two deep wounds by two blood servants.

"How stupid. Do you think I'm showing off? I'll see if you kill faster or I recover faster."

Seeing Qin Cheng being seriously injured and falling towards the ground, Xue Granny laughed mockingly.

She opened her mouth again, and violent suction was generated, sucking the flesh and bones of the blood servant who had just been killed by Qin Cheng into her body again.

"It's over, the Kyushu Sword God is panicking."

"Now that I'm seriously injured, I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

"He was one against eight all the way. It's not easy for him to be calm for so long. I guess he was impulsive this time."

While everyone was lamenting, the eyes of the talisman hidden in the formation pattern lit up.

"Qin Cheng, are you ready to take action?"

"It should be."

Qin Cheng is in the state of selflessness at this time and has not escaped from this state. It is impossible for him to have any mood swings.

The only possibility is that Qin Cheng is ready to take action.

That's what Fenshen said, the ultimate move that determines victory or defeat.

Bang bang!

Just as Qin Cheng fell to the ground, he threw two pill pills in his hand into the air.

The two pills exploded, instantly filling the area with thick fog.

"Stupid, my blood servants are no longer human beings. They rely entirely on their energy and blood to sense their opponents. Your white mist can seal your consciousness, but can it also seal your energy and blood?"

The blood woman sneered, stretched out her hand, and six blood servants immediately flew out of the white mist.

The other two newly born blood servants looked at the blood woman somewhat blankly.

"What are you doing standing still? Kill him for me."

"roar!"

The two blood servants also came to their senses and rushed into the white mist with low roars.

Rushing into it, Bai Wu was instantly torn apart by eight blood servants.

Qin Cheng, who was seriously injured, fell on the ring, his breath weakened.

"kill!"

Eight blood servants fell to the ground, their bone-white arms like knives, stabbing towards Qin Cheng who was struggling to get up.

"It's over!"

In the audience, some monks couldn't bear to watch anymore.

However, the next second, when all the blood servant's arms penetrated Qin Cheng's body, no blood came out.

These eight blood servants were all a little sluggish, and the blood woman was also slightly stunned.

Bang!

Next, Qin Cheng's body turned into a black mist and spread out in all directions.

"This person is fake, what about this guy now?"

The blood woman subconsciously raised her head, but this time there was no sky.

Then her expression changed, as if she sensed something, and she looked behind her suddenly.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

It was a sword light, extremely brilliant, like a scorching sun.

When Qin Cheng escaped from the Nether Submersion Technique, the Yueyang Sword in his hand had already been chopped down.

There was a loud bang.

The nameless skills and Wushuang Jue all exploded, and the brilliance of the thirty-two divine orifices in the body lit up.

In Xue Po's shocked eyes, Qin Cheng's sword fight seemed to move in slow motion.
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