At the end of the second round, these monks still had two hours of rest. Shen Feng returned to his area to rest, and Aaron also approached Shen Feng. The two of them meditated together to restore their cultivation.
As time passed slowly, it soon came to the third competition. This time there were many fewer monks. After all, many monks had been eliminated in the first two games.
This time Shen Feng was facing Xuemao. The two of them looked at each other. Xuemao showed a bloodthirsty smile, while Shen Feng showed a cold face.
Invisibly, there was evil energy in their eyes, and they all saw how extraordinary each other was.
Soon half an hour passed, and it was the turn of Shen Feng and Xuemao to compete. The two of them stepped forward, and before they took a step, they both released evil spirits.
In an instant, the entire competition stage became a little colder. The monks in the audience also felt this coldness, and they all shivered unconsciously.
Shen Feng's expression was cold, and he looked at the monk in front of him without any emotion, while Xue Mao showed a scary smile, and there was blood around him.
From a distance, his whole body was shrouded in blood, as if the God of Death had come to the world, but all this did not affect Shen Feng at all, and his expression did not change at all.
At this time, Xuemao said in scary words
"Boy, I think your blood is rich, so it should taste good."
After speaking, he licked his tongue and drooled.
Shen Feng snorted coldly
"Humph, it's up to you. I'm afraid of knocking out your teeth. Stop talking nonsense and use whatever tricks you have. If you're scared, just say it."
Xue Mao sneered and said to himself
"Interesting, but I like it."
After saying that, the hair all over his body began to grow rapidly, and soon it covered his entire body, looking extremely weird.
Shen Feng raised his right hand high, and soon an illusory big hand appeared in mid-air. Shen Feng tentatively made contact with Xue Mao. As a result, there was only an explosion sound at the place, and the ground was shaken out of a deep pit.
But Xue Mao stood there as if nothing was wrong, and a sneer came from the strong hair.
"You are just tickling me. If you attack like this a few more times, I will feel more comfortable."
Shen Feng's eyes narrowed at this time. In fact, he didn't use all his strength just now, he just made a tentative attack. However, this level of attack left Xue Mao unscathed, and Shen Feng also saw the clues.
"His thick hair should play a role in blocking attacks and weakening physical attacks, which is equivalent to naturally having a protective shield."
"Since you are so confident in your own protective ability, then I will destroy it for you."
But before Shen Feng launched his second attack, Xuemao's body changed again. His hair bulged like sharp thorns, and blood-red liquid dripped from the tip.
The monks in the audience looked at the blood-red liquid and exclaimed
"Could it be blood poison? It is said to be the most poisonous liquid in the world. I'm afraid the monk opposite is in danger of his life."
Shen Feng also heard their discussion, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, toxins are to Shen Feng, and he can use his own fire source to fight them. Besides, whether these sharp thorns can break through Shen Feng's body is still a question. .
Xue Mao shouted sharply
"prick!"
Then the sharp thorns all over his body shot out like arrows, and instantly came into contact with Shen Feng's body. A crackling sound was heard, and at the same time, sparks emerged from Shen Feng's body.
Suddenly, the entire competition stage was filled with dust and large pits were formed. Xue Mao sneered.
"I thought you were very capable, but I didn't expect it to be anything more than that. It seems like there is another poor person on the road to hell."
But before he could be happy for long, a shadow appeared in the dust, Xue Mao's eyes narrowed, and then Shen Feng's voice came.
"Is that all you have? Then you will disappoint me."
Obviously these words were meant to offend Xue Mao, who was not someone to be trifled with. He looked at the intact Shen Feng and sneered.
"Okay, then I'll let you taste the blood flowing out."
After saying that, blood came out of the sharp thorn stuck in the ground, and slowly formed a bloody mist that slowly enveloped Shen Feng.
Shen Feng snorted coldly
"Humph, is it just the blood mist? I've seen a lot. You can't trap me."
Unexpectedly, Xue Mao ignored him and smiled sinisterly.
"Do you think it's so easy for me to trap you? My bloody mist is enough for you, so just taste it slowly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Feng felt something was wrong, because he found that the blood in his body was rolling, and there seemed to be some external force pulling on his blood.
Shen Feng let out a light sigh
"Hey, this is strange. Why does it feel so hot? Could it be that this blood is a kind of flame? No, what is this feeling?"
He was puzzled, so he had to use water droplets and sand grains to form a sandstorm and rush towards the bloody mist. However, there was only the sound of collision between the two sides, and the sandstorm could not break the bloody mist.
And as time passed, Shen Feng's breathing began to become rapid, his heart was pounding, and his whole body felt as if it was on fire.
He took out the flying sword from his storage bag to fight against the bloody mist, but he slowly found that his physical strength was a little unable to keep up. This strange feeling surprised Shen Feng.
He quickly stopped attacking and looked for the source of this strange feeling. When he lowered his head, he discovered something fishy.
He found that there was a dark red shadow on his skin. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all, because his body was surrounded by blood red, which was similar to the color of his skin.
"What's going on? What exactly is this dark red shadow? Is it because of the blood-red irradiation? No, it's not that simple."
At this time, Shen Feng used his spiritual consciousness to carefully examine his skin. He finally discovered the source of the dark red shadow. It turned out that this was the blood gushing out from his body.
But even if Shen Feng discovered this, he could not stop his blood from escaping.
At this time, a huge blood-red head appeared in the mist. Judging from the facial features of the head, this person was Xue Mao. He sneered and said
"Boy, what do you think? This feeling is unpleasant. When your blood is drained, you will add nutrients to my mist, and you will also become a mummy."
"Although this approach will make the Sun God Sect unhappy, my background determines that I can control everything."
After saying that, he burst out laughing, as if everything was under control.
But he thought wrong, and he also calculated the wrong person, and that was Shen Feng. The other person could crawl out of the dead and had never experienced any unpredictable things.
Shen Feng did not panic. He calmly let his blood flow out. At the same time, he used the Fire Phoenix, but it did not act on the outside world, but on his blood.
Gradually, his blood took on the fire source of a phoenix bathed in flames, and flames began to appear in the blood, but it was not too obvious because after the blood came out of the body, it was scattered everywhere.
Shen Feng said calmly
"You must have accumulated this blood over a long period of time. The monks who were defeated by you must have turned into the blood here."
"And it's not easy to collect so much blood. After all, if you are weak in cultivation, you won't be able to provide much valuable blood."
Xue Mao laughed and said
"Your understanding is pretty good. I might as well tell you that the process of collecting this blood is extremely demanding. It must be a monk of the same level as me, and it must be a monk with a very evil spirit."
"So you should be able to imagine what kind of monks I am fighting against, so it is not unfair for you to lose at my hands. You can smile happily."
After hearing this, Shen Feng nodded and said
"Yeah, it's too troublesome to collect, and it's also life-threatening. If one day you encounter a tough problem, you will fall into the hands of the other party, just like me now."
After hearing this, Xue Mao burst out laughing and said with a contemptuous tone.
"Just you? Not to mention, you are still very good at talking. I guess I can't compare with you, so let you have a good time before you die."
"Oh? Really? Since it is so difficult for you to collect this blood, then I will destroy it."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and balls of fire began to burn and crackle. Xue Mao was startled. He looked around in panic and said in disbelief.
"Impossible, it's impossible for this blood to be ignited. How did you do it?"
Shen Feng stared at Xue Mao with red eyes and said word by word.
"Ordinary flames may not be able to do it, but I am the ancestor of fire. I can still do it with your little blood."
The flames grew stronger and stronger, and Xue Mao retreated from the bloody mist in the collapse. He was covered in cold sweat. He was breathing heavily, half of his soul was lost.
Moreover, Shen Feng's behavior just now made him completely angry, because as he said, he had taken all this blood from his opponent with great pains.
Now that Shen Feng had burned him completely, how could he not be angry?
The monks in the audience also exclaimed when they saw this, because all this happened so suddenly, they had no idea what just happened, and a ball of flame suddenly burned from the competition stage.
Shen Feng stood in the flames. At this time, he was like the god of fire coming to the world. His aura that looked down on the world made everyone stunned.
Xue Mao's blood was also rising at this time, and a red light flashed in his eyes. At this time, he squeezed out words from between his teeth.
"Boy, if you offend me, don't blame me for using the last resort."
At this time, Xue Mao's hair grew again, reaching a height of three feet, and then each hair directly attacked Shen Feng as if it had eyes.
They did not actively attack Shen Feng, but slowly enveloped Shen Feng, similar to the bloody mist just now, but this time it was real hair that trapped Shen Feng.
And Xue Mao also roared as if possessed by a demon
"Go to hell! No matter how powerful you are, you can't break through this red prison of mine. I'm going to crush your body to pieces. I don't care about any bullshit rules!"
From his words, it can be seen that he was extremely angry and began to lose control of his emotions.
And just like Xue Mao's words, this is a bloody prison that traps Shen Feng inside, and this layer of prison is still slowly shrinking. It seems that it is going to squeeze Shen Feng into it and swallow him alive. he.
Shen Feng also tried to touch the red prison with water drops and flying swords, but only sparks came out and there was no reaction. There was not even a hole left on it.
"Hey, it's really hard, just like the first time I attacked. This is the first time I've seen this level of hardness. I guess this is his final move."
