Fights Break Sphere: After I became Xiao Yan's sister, I was loved by everyone

Xiao Xue looked at the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb on the ground and saw that many of them had been killed because of the fighting skills performed by Fan Zheng, and it seemed that the time was almost up.

Xiao Xue's ball of fire hit the center of the blood mist-filled formation directly. A strong light flashed, and the flames instantly tore through the blood mist like a bolt from the blue.

The blood rain stopped instantly. Looking at the dead and injured disciples in the Black Skull Tomb, the old ghost in the tomb was completely furious. The price paid this time was really too high.

The fighting spirit circulating around the angry Tomb Old Ghost turned into black mist. The two Dou Wang elders were instantly knocked away by the Tomb Old Ghost. The two elders who flew backwards knelt on one knee on the ground and spat out blood.

Seeing that his fighting skills were broken by Xiao Xue and the battle situation below was not optimistic, Fan Zheng became even more violent.

It was completely different from the last fight in the academy. Erha carefully reminded: "Miss, this guy might want to die together, you better be careful."

Xiao Xue nodded slightly. When she saw the bloody fighting spirit surrounding Fan Zheng, she knew that this guy was more difficult to deal with than what the academy had expected.

Although the strange fire can suppress the blood sect's skills and fighting techniques, it will have a different consequence when facing a person who is not afraid of death.

Xiao Xue didn't know when a lightning bolt appeared in her hand and attached to the sword, making a crackling sound of lightning.

"If you want to destroy my Blood Sect, you won't be able to get out alive."

The blood mist on Fan Zheng's body became thicker, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a bloody man. He looked extremely scary, and his hair was scattered on his shoulders due to the violent roar just now.

"Blood Demon Seal!"

A blood-red giant about ten feet tall appeared behind Fan Zheng.

A palm descended from the sky like a mountain pressing down on one's head. Xiao Xue looked at the palm, which was almost two meters in size, pressing down on her head.

The Blood Clan has such fighting skills? No, it's more like some kind of secret technique.

Xiao Xue's warning came from the air. The old ghost in the tomb looked up and saw that not only the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb were fleeing from the battle circle, but even the disciples of the Blood Sect were fleeing.

Fearing that they might be contaminated, the two Blood Sect elders shouted, "Master, you can't do that!"

Fan Zheng could no longer care about so many things, and said in a deep and rich voice: "Today, the disciples of the Blood Sect must swear to fight to the death against the powerful enemy."

The two elders saw that Fan Zheng had already used the Blood Sect's most powerful secret technique, and knew that the enemy facing the sect leader in the sky was too powerful, so he had to do so.

Seeing that their leader was so ready to die, the Blood Sect disciples no longer valued their own lives and used the Blood Sect's strongest fighting skills and techniques to fight against the enemies in the Black Skull Tomb.

The fireball of the strange fire could not break the bloody handprint that was smashing down. Xiao Xue dodged quickly and avoided the attack of the bloody handprint.

Seeing the handprint that suddenly appeared on the ground and the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb and Blood Sect who were killed under the handprint, Xiao Xue took a breath of cold air. This guy might be crazy.

The Blood Clan elders on the ground also began to form a formation. Upon seeing this, Tomb Old Ghost's black fighting spirit surrounded him and quickly attacked the two Blood Clan elders like two giant ghost hands.

"Ghost hands!"

The two elders of the Blood Sect had not yet finished their arrangements when they were grabbed tightly by the ghost hands of Tomb Old Ghost.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard. At this moment, the blood mist emanating from the two Blood Sect elders completely engulfed the Tomb Ghost.

The sword in Xiao Xue's hand flashed with lightning one after another, and she muttered: "Thunderous!"

These days I have been practicing thunder magic fighting skills and techniques, combined with the Xuan Lei Jue.

A dark cloud formed above the giant blood-colored puppet, blocking out the starry sky. A loud rumbling sound came from the dark cloud. It was thunder.

As the black cloud formed into the center of a tornado-like vortex, a force of thunder struck the giant blood-colored puppet.

When the lightning hit the blood-colored puppet, the blood energy on the blood-colored puppet was like tearing off the skin and flesh layer by layer.

One after another, the power of thunder struck the blood-colored puppet, and the blood energy condensed in the blood-colored puppet dissipated bit by bit.

Fan Zheng was furious and roared, "Ah, go to hell."

This time, the attack of the blood puppet was more fierce than the last time. The two giant palms formed a left and right attack. Xiao Xue originally wanted to fly towards the sky.

Unexpectedly, after being struck by the thunder, the blood-colored puppet actually stretched out six arms. This time, the remaining four palms completely compressed Xiao Xue's escape route from different directions.

"Just die."

Under the simultaneous attack of six palms, Fan Zheng smiled. The old ghost who had just broken the tomb of the Blood Sect elder, who had consumed a lot of energy, now looked up at the sky.

There was no direction to escape in any direction.

With the sound of a door closing, the whole earth fell silent.

Under the secret technique of the Blood Sect, the entire space will be slowly eroded by blood energy, and no one has ever escaped this secret technique.

Fan Zheng smiled triumphantly. Although he was badly injured, at least he was still alive. As for his opponent, there was only one word for him, and that was death.

The old ghost in the tomb cried out inwardly that something was wrong, even though he had broken free from the restraints of the Blood Sect elders and even killed an elder in the blood mist.

But Fan Zheng is still alive. Although he seems to be injured, after all, Fan Zheng is a Douhuang powerhouse and he himself has suffered considerable injuries. Could he have failed like this?

The old ghost in the tomb was unwilling to accept this. After sacrificing so many disciples from the Black Skull Tomb, he ended up in failure. How could anyone accept this willingly?

Fan Zheng looked down at Tomb Old Ghost and said, "Tomb Old Ghost, it's your turn next."

Just when Fan Zheng was feeling smug, the bloody handprint that sealed Xiao Xue made a sound.

The bloody handprint is like a closed secret room, so the noise coming from inside shows that Xiao Xue still has the strength to resist.

The old ghost in the tomb covered his chest and laughed: "Looks like you are the one who should end it."

The corner of Fan Zheng's mouth twitched slightly as if it was stung by a bee.

He didn't dare to take his eyes away from the bloody handprint.

He even muttered to himself: Impossible, unless you have the strength of a five-star Douhuang or above, it is impossible to break free.

A white light like lightning flashed through the bloody handprint.

The six bloody handprints vanished in an instant, and white light illuminated the entire night sky, illuminating the entire Blood Clan City.

Fan Zheng's body couldn't help but step back, and the light of his elbow blocked the dazzling light.

The blood-colored puppet behind him no longer had arms. All six of its arms were cut off at once and fell to the ground, turning into pieces of blood-colored fragments.

After the light, Xiao Xue appeared in front of Fan Zheng unharmed.

Fan Zheng was horrified and looked unbelieving: "Impossible, you can't have reached the level of a five-star Dou Huang."

"That may not be the case."

As soon as Xiao Xue finished speaking, the sword in her hand turned into a flash of lightning and struck the blood-colored puppet directly, followed by a light yellow column of flame.

Just as the lightning pierced the body of the blood-colored puppet, a column of light yellow flame entered the body of the blood-colored puppet along with the lightning.

In an instant, the blood-colored puppet turned into a ball of burning flame and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.