Han Sen opened the nine gene locks with his blood life nerves. His body turned strangely red, but he flew sideways like a bird flying low in the sky, narrowly avoiding the Withered Bone Emperor's fist.
The Withered Bone Emperor looked like a physically powerful Emperor Spirit at first glance. Han Sen's physical fitness had not yet reached the standard of an Emperor, so he would not go head-to-head with him.
Han Sen used the secret skill of Phoenix Flying to the limit. He looked like a divine bird Phoenix soaring in the void. His figure was looming, and he was able to dodge the attacks of the Withered Bone Emperor while also being able to continuously counterattack.
The Withered Bone Emperor had an advantage in strength, but his speed and movement skills were not as good as Phoenix's secret skill of flying into the sky. The power of his fists ripped apart the air and caused bursts of vibrations, but he was still unable to hurt Han Sen.
"There are such strong people among us humans!" Several human transcendents trembled slightly at the sight, and goosebumps rose with excitement.
Qiu Ping narrowed his eyes and watched Han Sen's battle, feeling a little surprised in his heart. This kind of movement technique was already unparalleled among human transcendents.
Even many foreign spirits and creatures looked a little stunned. The movement technique was really mysterious, which surprised many foreign spirits who didn't think highly of Han Sen.
The Withered Bone Emperor's expression remained unchanged, and the blood in his eyes became brighter. Suddenly, he grabbed his chest with his palm, and the armor-like bones on his chest were lifted up by him.
Then a hand actually grabbed into his own chest. Just when Han Sen was confused, the Withered Bone Emperor grabbed a bone from his chest.
The bone was crystal clear, like flawless crystal, but it was clearly known that it was just a piece of bone. The feeling was indescribable.
Han Sen looked at the bone in the Withered Bone Emperor's hand solemnly and did not attack rashly. The fluctuations on the bone were heart-stopping.
The Withered Bone Emperor looked at Han Sen and smiled coldly. He held the strange heart-shaped bone in his palm with one hand. He clenched his other bone hand into a fist and struck the heart bone like a drum stick.
when!
Just like the sound of a monk knocking on a wooden fish, Han Sen felt a strange force coming from his heart. He immediately gathered all his strength to block the strange fluctuations.
But the fluctuation seemed to be completely unstoppable, directly invading Han Sen's heart, causing Han Sen's heart to beat violently, as if it was about to explode.
Han Sen looked at the Withered Bone Emperor in slight surprise. This guy looked like he was tall and thick. He originally thought that he was an emperor spirit that evolved mainly for physical strength, but he didn't expect that this guy was majoring in musical power.
when! when! when!
The Withered Bone Emperor stood on the fighting arena like a demon Buddha, holding the wooden fish in his heart with one hand, and tapping continuously on the heart bone with the other.
Strange power fluctuations were transmitted directly into Han Sen's heart, making Han Sen's heart feel like being bombarded by a giant hammer. If it had been someone else, his heart would have burst.
Even if it were replaced by an ordinary super divine creature, I'm afraid the heart would already have cracks crisscrossing it.
Unfortunately, the Withered Bone Emperor happened to meet Han Sen who was practicing the "Ancient Evil Curse". His Ancient Evil Curse had reached the level of the Immortality Curse. The strength of his heart was much stronger than other parts of the body. Compared with those with a tough heart, Super divine creatures are no less impressive.
Moreover, Han Sen has long been accustomed to the high-intensity exercise of his heart. The force that the Withered Bone Emperor exerted directly on his heart was stronger than when he usually used the Immortality Curse, but it was still within the range that Han Sen could bear.
His heart was beaten like a drum, but it never broke. It just made Han Sen feel that his blood was boiling fiercely, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
"This guy withered bones is really working hard. He actually used his special skill so quickly. His heart beat ten times and his bones formed a mountain. It is perfect for dealing with those creatures with fragile hearts." Yinggui narrowed his eyes and looked at the martial arts arena. The guilty Han Sen looked like he was looking at a dead person.
At this time, there was already chaos on the viewing platform. Although there were restrictions in the fighting arena, the sound of heart drums still came out, causing the hearts of those divine blood creatures and royal alien spirits to beat, and many of them spurted out. Blood, all the creatures retreated in shock, scrambling to exit the martial arts field.
"I'm afraid Han Sen will be in trouble this time. The Emperor Spirit is really not something we humans can match." Several humans vomited blood and rushed out of the martial arts arena, their faces full of horror.
"It's a pity. With Han Sen's body skills, if he encounters a super divine creature with powerful physical strength, he may not be able to survive for two quarters of an hour. However, the power of the Withered Bone Emperor is omnipresent, and there is no possibility of dodge. It’s useless no matter how good your body skills are.”
Everyone was still frightened, and also lamented that Han Sen had bad luck and met a nemesis.
Qiu Ping also walked out of the martial arts arena, looking in the direction of the martial arts arena with a somewhat complicated expression. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, he could still hear the terrifying heartbeat coming from inside.
Even though he was already standing outside the martial arts arena, the sound of the heart drum still made his heart twitch, as if he was about to have a myocardial infarction.
"I hope he won't die because of me and Yuchen." Qiu Ping felt worried.
"Don't you want him to die?" A woman's voice suddenly sounded next to Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at his side, only to see a delicate female spirit standing beside him at some point.
"I just think it's a pity that he died like this. His strength can do a lot for Lord Changsheng." Qiu Ping returned to his somewhat indifferent expression.
The female supernatural spirit smiled faintly: "Qiu Ping, my patience is limited. If you don't kill Zhang Yuchen, then this person will be the first person to die because of you today, and then all human beings will All of them died in front of you, except Zhang Yuchen. Since you don’t want Zhang Yuchen to die so much, I will leave his life to you."
Qiu Ping's body trembled slightly. He knew that this woman would definitely do what she said.
The woman has no patience. He has been dragging him for twenty years, and the woman's patience has been completely worn away.
Even a man like Qiu Ping was helpless when faced with such a choice. He did not have the courage to kill his best friend with his own hands, but if he did not kill Zhang Yuchen, all his friends and compatriots here would die.
"Why did you choose me?" Qiu Ping looked at the woman, and the hatred that had been buried in his heart for twenty years was as hard to suppress as a volcano.
"No reason, I like it." The woman looked at Qiu Ping as if she were looking at a fish struggling on the chopping board.
Qiu Ping was so filled with hatred that he suddenly drew his knife and stabbed the woman beside him.
Qiu Ping's sword had been washed away. It was a sword technique that even Han Sen was amazed by. However, the woman just flicked her jade finger and the sword flew into the sky.
Qiu Ping pulled out the dagger in his other hand, but instead of stabbing the woman, he stabbed his own heart.
Qiu Ping was unwilling to choose to kill anyone, so he could only kill himself.
The woman looked at Qiu Ping indifferently and did not stop him, but the dagger stopped when it touched Qiu Ping's skin. No matter how hard Qiu Ping's hands tried, it could not penetrate even a hair.
The woman suddenly grabbed Qiu Ping and came to the fighting arena in a flash. She threw the immobile Qiu Ping on the viewing platform and asked him to look at Han Sen who was vomiting blood in the fighting arena and said indifferently. : "This is the first human being to die because of your cowardice. You have to look carefully." chapter;
