Dou Po: I didn’t mean to put it on the yandere beauty

The originally quiet and tense hall was like a concentrated bomb thrown into the furnace at this moment. Almost in an instant, the main hall began to heat up like a frying pan.

As the ball of light disappeared, ten streams of light of different colors shot out from it. Through the light, one could faintly see the scrolls. An ancient aura wafted from the scrolls, causing many strong men's eyes to turn bloodshot at this moment, and even their breathing became heavier.

"The Heaven-level fighting skill has been born."

At this moment, inside the hall, someone shouted and the scene instantly became chaotic.

The light surged, and after a brief blink of silence in the hall, it began to break with the appearance of this voice. Waves of powerful fighting spirits burst out from the hall, and figures rushed towards the scrolls that turned into streams of light like a swarm of locusts.

Facing the obstruction of many powerful men, the ten streams of light wrapped in the scrolls seemed to have their own wisdom. They would automatically turn while flying, avoiding all the big hands that were coming towards them.

For half a day, overwhelming figures were flying towards each other, and the sound of fighting was heard in the air. Then, one figure after another vomited blood and fell, and finally fell heavily under the hall. The low muffled sound made many people tremble with fear. These guys were fighting to the death, fearing that others would seize this great opportunity.

"hold on."

Xiao Miao looked at the extremely chaotic scene outside the window and said to the people around him, "It's not the time yet."

When the people from Fenyan Valley saw that Xiao Miao and his companions were still standing there and had not made any move, they did not rush forward to fight for the weapon. Instead, they waited there with them. There must be a reason for him to do so. In that case, they should not act rashly and should just observe quietly.

These symptoms were obviously caused by some means. It is not a particularly easy task to catch them, and it will take some effort.

But let these people fight for it first, it won’t be too late to take action later.

Suddenly, a somewhat shrill scream sounded in the hall. Everyone looked over and sighed, raising their brows slightly. It seemed that the stone puppets around the stone bases had completely awakened at this moment. The extremely strong murderous aura seemed a little terrifying under the stain of blood.

Each of these puppets has the strength of a Dou Zun. Now they are killing and abusing like a tiger entering a sheep's den. Except for some big forces, no one has the strength to fight against them. They will usually be torn deeply by these puppets after two or three rounds of fighting, and their death is extremely miserable.

"These are not ordinary puppets. There is still some life left in their eyes."

Xiao Yan was watching the nearest puppet that was killing crazily, and his sight suddenly swept to the latter's eyes. They were not empty like the other puppets, but were burning with an extremely strong murderous intent.

"This is an ancient human puppet. The soul of a strong man is extracted from his body by special means, and then sealed inside the body of a puppet. The puppet created in this way not only has consciousness, but can also use fighting skills. It is much more difficult to deal with than ordinary puppets."

At this time, Tang Zhen, the master of Fenyan Valley, seemed to have realized something and spoke slowly, which made everyone feel a little cold in their hearts.

This method is really cruel. I believe that at least a dozen Dou Zun powerful warriors must have been killed in order to make these puppets.

The already chaotic situation in the vast hall became even more chaotic with the addition of these puppets who were obsessed with killing. At this time, even those people and forces who wanted to reap the benefits could no longer sit idly by, because these powerful puppets who only knew how to kill had already included them in the attack range.

Suddenly, a puppet came towards everyone. It had obviously noticed the people who had not moved for a long time. It had a strong smell of blood on its body and came towards Xiao Miao and others.

Seeing this scene, he was not panicked at all. A Dou Zun puppet of this strength might be a huge trouble for other people, but for Xiao Miao, it would only take a little more effort.

Taking advantage of the bloody puppet rushing towards him, Xiao Miao simply stretched out his hand slightly, and a chill instantly condensed his body, freezing it and making it unable to move.

Then he circulated his fighting spirit and instantly came in front of him and punched him.

In just a moment, the puppet that was causing headaches for everyone on the scene was instantly shattered and turned into pieces of blood-red ice.

Looking at this horrifying scene, countless people in the field couldn't help but feel terrified. What kind of cultivation level did this person have? The puppet that had been so difficult for them to handle was shattered in an instant.

Xiao Yan, who was standing by, felt the remaining soul mark of the puppet and couldn't help but feel helpless. It seemed that the mark was a bit too strong and he couldn't erase it now. Otherwise, if he could subdue these human puppets, it would be an extremely powerful force.

As Xiao Miao shattered the puppet, he no longer stood aside. He slowly walked forward, ready to join the battle for the scroll.

At the same time, as he took steps forward, the icy aura under his feet continued to spread to the surroundings. Anyone who approached Xiao Miao had their bodies frozen, unable to move again.

Seeing this scene, the old man Zhaixing couldn't help but flash a look of horror on his face. At the same time, cold sweat broke out on his body. This person's cultivation aura was so unfathomable. He knew very well in his heart that he could not defeat him with a few Soul Palace elders by his side. Now the only way to survive was to leave as soon as possible.

He thought about it in his mind, but when he looked at the ancient scrolls that were still fleeing in the air, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. So many high-level scrolls, but now he had to give up easily. However, there was no other way. If his life was gone, it would be useless even if he got them. He just didn't know how to explain when he returned. After all, the hall master had assigned them other tasks this time. But it was just right that he could pass on the information of the person next to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Miao looked at the old man who was trying to hide and escape in the distance, his eyebrows slightly raised. He would certainly not let them leave easily, let alone under his nose. He immediately moved his body and blocked them.

At this time, the old man Zhaixing's face changed when he saw this, and he cursed secretly. It was obvious that he had also discovered the figure in front.

"I just said something harsh, how can I let you go like this now?"

Xiao Miao looked at the old man below and spoke slowly, but his words did make several Soul Palace strongmen at this time look ugly.

Without giving too much chance to delay, Xiao Miao's fighting spirit exploded instantly, blocking all the space present. This was also to prevent the people in front of him from using the space jade talisman to escape. This time, they could not escape at all.

Looking at the actions of the young man in front of him, the old man Zhaixing couldn't help but panic. He could naturally feel that the surrounding space was reinforced again. He was afraid that he could not get out now. However, he still didn't believe it, so he took out a silver-white jade talisman from the ring and then crushed it completely.

However, the imagined scene did not occur. Instead, he felt a little desperate. No space channel appeared in front of them. It was just as quiet as before. It seemed that this last means of escape had completely failed.

"What do you want to do? I am a junior, but I am standing with the Soul Palace. Do you really want to fight to the death with us, the Soul Palace?"

At this moment, the old man could only keep uttering harsh words. Both his own strength and means of discussion were restricted by the man in front of him. Now the only thing he could rely on was the notorious Soul Palace force in the past, trying to make the man in front of him afraid.

Hearing this, Xiao Miao couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile. He didn't expect that the old man below would actually take advantage of his power to bully others and want to use the background behind him to suppress him. He didn't know how many people from the Soul Palace he had killed, but they just didn't kill him. But it was only a matter of time.

Xiao Miao ignored the old man who was like a stray dog, but the cold air around him surged more and more, heading towards the people in the Soul Palace below.

Looking at the powerful attack coming towards them, even though the Soul Palace strongmen worked together to resist, they could not stop getting injured. However, looking at the relaxed look on the man in the sky, it must have been just a casual attack, without much strength involved, and he was just teasing them.

The anger in the heart of the old man Zhaixing continued to rise. In the past, he had always been treated like a mouse being played with like he was today. It was a great shame and humiliation, and he must avenge himself.

Seeing the hatred in the old man's eyes, Xiao Miao didn't take it to heart. How could he not know that the old man wanted to eat his flesh alive at this moment, but he would not give him the chance to retaliate in the future. No one in the Soul Palace would be able to leave today.

The fighting spirit in Xiao Miao's hands continued to surge. At the same time, it slowly condensed into a pair of giant frosty hands in mid-air, exuding endless power, and slapped towards the people in the Soul Palace.

Although this giant hand looked very huge, its movements were not as slow as imagined. Instead, it was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it came in front of everyone, and then catapulted everyone's bodies to the ground like a cannonball, making a huge bang.

This scene also made the people who were constantly fighting for the scrolls in the field more deeply realize the gap between them.

However, just as Xiao Miao subdued the people in the Soul Palace, Medusa and others also scattered, searching the surroundings for the fleeing scroll. As expected, with their cultivation level, basically no one on the battlefield was their match.

Anyone who approached and tried to fight for it was slapped away.

Xiao Miao looked at the several Soul Palace powerhouses who were held in the giant frost hand in front of him. He slowly stretched out his right hand. The mysterious patterns in his hand instantly attached to their bodies, constantly absorbing the fighting energy surging in their bodies.

Feeling the fighting spirit in their bodies disappearing rapidly, Old Man Zhaixing and the others were horrified. They had never heard of such a method before. While screaming continuously, horrified guesses flashed through their minds. Could it be that this person could improve his own cultivation by devouring the cultivation of others?

A fierce look flashed across the new old man's face. Since he couldn't escape today, he would not let the man in front of him have an easy time. Presumably, everyone would want to obtain this ability, and then the man in front of him would be hunted down by countless powerful men in Zhongzhou.

He gathered the last bit of fighting spirit left in his body, and along with his own voice, transmitted it to the people in the field.

"This person can devour the cultivation of others to improve himself."

As the words fell, everyone in the field slowly looked up at the star-picking old man who was held tightly in the giant hand in the sky. They also heard the words just now, and the originally chaotic scene in the field suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Xiao Miao took a look at the weak old man Zhaixing in front of him and could tell at a glance what evil intentions were in his mind, which was nothing more than wanting everyone present to unite to deal with him. Seeing a hint of greed flashing in the eyes of some people off the field, Xiao Miao did not panic at all, as these people did not pose any threat to him.

But he wanted to see if anyone dared to attack him.

Medusa, Xiao Yixian and others who were fighting for the scroll at this time couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard this. A trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in their eyes. That hateful old man actually wanted to drag Xiao Miao into the water. He was simply looking for death.

Feeling the extra biting murderous intent coming from below, the old man Zhaixing couldn't help but tremble. This powerful pressure was definitely from a strong man at the peak of the Dou Zun level. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, wondering why so many peerless strong men would appear here. It was extremely strange. Where did this man in front of him come from? He didn't even take the Soul Palace seriously.

Xiao Miao clenched his right hand slightly and instantly crushed the Soul Palace people in front of him who had been drained of energy into powder. Trickles of blood flowed down the giant frost hand in the air, which looked very bloody. Everyone in the field couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, especially those who had shown greed on their faces just now, and they also retracted their thoughts.

Chapter 227: Medusa's Sudden Concern

At this moment, Xiao Miao's face looked very indifferent, coupled with the remaining blood on the scene, for a moment he looked like a beautiful killer god that fell from the sky, but no one wanted to change their minds about attacking him.

Seeing the looks of the crowd, Xiao Miao no longer planned to hold back. The aura on his body surged out, and in addition to the scrolls that Medusa and the others got, countless hands reached out to the other scrolls that were still flying in the air. In the shocked eyes of the crowd, he quickly took down a scroll.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the field couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. There were only ten light balls, and Xiao Miao and his group had taken as many as six volumes. Now there were only four volumes left for them, which naturally made them feel full of urgency.

If it were anyone else, they would have been rushed forward by the crowd. However, after seeing his terrifying strength, no one dared to charge forward. It was obvious that no one wanted to be the first scapegoat, and even more so did not want to die meaninglessly.

After Xiao Miao saw that everyone had gained something, he shifted his gaze to the Fighting Saint skeleton and slowly walked towards the middle stone seat.

His eyes were fixed on the skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat. He had sensed before that this skeleton was not simple. Sure enough, as he slowly approached, he could clearly see the skeleton's fingers tremble slightly.

However, he did not care too much about it. The remaining energy fluctuations were not particularly strong. As it got closer, Xiao Miao stretched out his hand slightly and began to touch the skeleton. Suddenly, the space there began to wriggle slightly, and then it turned into countless extremely sharp space spikes, which fiercely pierced Xiao Miao's white jade palm.

Seeing this scene, Medusa's phoenix eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and she couldn't help but blurt out.

"Be careful, get out of the way!"

Before Medusa finished her words, her body involuntarily ran towards Xiao Miao, as if trying to stop this sudden attack.

Xiao Miao naturally heard the shouts coming from behind him, but he never slacked off for a moment. The moment the bone spurs appeared, cold air surged around his arm. Unsurprisingly, these bone spurs were instantly frozen before they even touched his skin.

Seeing this scene, Medusa's heart couldn't help but relax a little, but she saw Xiao Miao turned around and looked at her with a smile. Maybe he thought of her nervousness just now, and a little blush appeared on her pretty face, but she glared back fiercely. She was really scared just now.

But it makes sense. Even she could sense that sudden attack, not to mention Xiao Miao, whose soul power is much stronger than hers. He must have sensed the attack a long time ago.

Xiao Miao looked at Medusa's expression and felt a little warm in his heart. After all, it felt good to have someone worry about you.

But at this moment, the jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat trembled slightly, and then two faint blood-red colors flickered in the empty skull.

"what!"

As the blood light emerged, the Fighting Saint's skeleton slowly raised its head, and an earth-shattering roar, like thunder from heaven and earth, suddenly burst out from its mouth at this moment.

The terrifying roar turned into tangible sound waves in an instant, and like a storm, it spread out like lightning with Baizu as the center, causing many people with low cultivation in the field to feel dizzy and even suffer some physical injuries.

Even some people who were originally close to the target were transformed into pools of blood mist and exploded away under the sound waves.

There were originally many strong men in the training camp who were chasing after the remaining scrolls, but after experiencing the sharp sound waves that spread like lightning, they were suddenly seriously injured.

The sudden bloody scene also made everyone wake up from the temptation of this high-level fighting skill. Horror quickly appeared on their faces, and the fighting spirit in their bodies burst out without reservation. Many figures were as embarrassed as dogs that had lost their homes, and they moved away from the center of the hall.

However, after seeing this scene, the women and Xiao Yan's men, especially Xiao Miao who was facing the Dou Sheng skeleton head-on, couldn't help but worry secretly in their hearts and wanted to step forward to help, but they were waved away by him, indicating that it was nothing serious.

However, the sudden spread of sound waves, after causing a chilling massacre, finally dissipated gradually under the embarrassed faces of everyone. Looking at the blood mist slowly drifting down in the air, everyone's heart was filled with a strong sense of horror. At least hundreds of people had died under this sound wave, including several Dou Zun powerful warriors.

But at this time, they wanted to see what happened to Xiao Miao, who was in front of the Fighting Saint's skeleton.

As the blood mist slowly dissipated and disappeared, Xiao Miao was not injured at this time.

At this time, the skeleton stood up from his seat, and his pair of blood-red eyes stared at the man in front of him. When the people in the field saw this scene, they couldn't help swallowing and felt extremely nervous.

"Anyone who trespasses into the ruins will die."

The bloody skeleton looked at the man in front of it and the people in the audience, with bloodshot light flashing in its hollow eyes. An ancient, hoarse and indifferent voice softly echoed in the hall.

The skeleton's thin body stood in the hall. Its originally white body had gradually turned scarlet after absorbing the blood mist present. It looked extremely bloody, and in the skeleton's eye sockets, two faint red lights were still flashing.

In the air above the Fighting Saint's skeleton, there were three scrolls flying continuously. During the previous chaos, no one knew which lucky guy got one of them, so now the remaining three scrolls were ownerless. Of course, under this circumstance, with the intimidation of the Fighting Saint's skeleton, I'm afraid that except Xiao Miao and his group, no one dared to step forward again.

Xiao Miao looked at the blood-red skeleton in front of him, and without hesitation, he immediately slapped the giant frost hand that was still in the air in its direction.

Looking at the huge hand shadow coming towards him with vast fighting spirit, the dark red skeleton hand also punched back. As soon as the two sides came into contact, violent waves erupted and scattered around, making everyone on the field feel the power of the energy frenzy again.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but start to leave in a farther direction. They knew that if they stayed here, the aftermath of these two people alone would be a threat to their lives. Now they could only retreat and run farther away first.

Xiao Miao looked at the bloody skeleton in front of him and smashed his icy palm with one punch. He didn't expect that the skeleton was so hard. But when he thought about it, a Dou Sheng strongman shouldn't be much different.

Seeing this, Xiao Miao couldn't help but feel a little interested. He circulated the fighting spirit in his body, clenched his fists, and rushed towards the blood-red skull in front of him. Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the two of them kept hitting each other's bodies back and forth.