Do things according to the rules?

Su Xing frowned. That was the rule he and Zhuo Fengyi set, but there was no such rule he set with Zhuo Yelun.

But he also knew that once he lost, Zhuo Yelun would definitely do that.

Moreover, it’s not just one kneeling.

He will definitely find an opportunity to destroy my cultivation.

Su Xing's heart was as clear as a mirror and guessed Zhuo Yelun's plan.

And his current condition is indeed very bad.

In the darkness, Zhuo Yelun carried out a series of violent bombardments. Not only did the aftermath of power invade Su Xing, but also several heavy blows hit Su Xing's back and chest.

Even though his body is strong, he is seriously injured at this moment.

The internal organs are cracked, the qi and blood are rolling, and the body is eroded by the power of darkness, resulting in the dissipation of cultivation.

But Su Xing stood up straight and said coldly: "You haven't seem to win yet."

"Haha..." Zhuo Yelun smiled and pointed at Su Xing with his finger, "You are not even my opponent at the peak. Now you are only 50% of your strength left at most. Why are you fighting me?"

After saying that, Zhuo Yelun's eyes suddenly became cold.

Without any warning, his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in mid-air the next moment. A palm containing surging power fell towards Su Xing.

Boom boom boom boom...

The same black handprint is about 30% stronger than the first strike at the opening.

On the other hand, Su Xing lifted his sword and slashed up, but this time the "Crass Sword Technique" did not help him break the black big handprint.

The grass was bombarded back after a meeting.

It’s not that the “Caozi Sword Art” is not strong enough, but that Su Xing himself has sharply shrunk.

With a bang, although he was dodging, his back was still hit by the force in the black handprint, and he flew out, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Wake up, admit defeat." Chang Qi shouted, Chang Wenbin, Mo Li, and Bai Cang were also anxious.

"It's useless!" Su Xing shook his head at them.

Even if he let go of his dignity and admits defeat, Zhuo Yelun will not let him go easily.

"Haha..." Zhuo Ye turned his palm into fist and rushed towards Su Xing.

This time, Su Xing's body was bombarded and collided on the light curtain of Tianxu Platform, and finally rebounded out and fell to the ground.

Puff!

He sprayed another mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his injuries became worse.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to be so resistant!" Zhuo Ye laughed non-stop. He discovered Su Xing's extremely strong physical body. This did not panic, but instead showed joy.

A strong body means that it is very resistant to beating.

In this way, he can take action unscrupulously and ravage Su Xing again and again without having to worry, and do too much action and directly beat Su Xing to death.

Killing Su Xing is not a good thing.

First of all, his identity as a core disciple is there. Killing the core disciple in front of so many people is undoubtedly a serious crime.

Secondly, Zhuo Yelun didn't want to end Su Xing's life directly. He was unhappy and wanted to ravage Su Xing hard and finally destroy his cultivation.

Boom boom boom boom...

Zhuo Yelun kept making moves, like a ball, hitting Su Xing's body high and smashing it down hard.

The square fell silent, and many people showed a hint of pity in their eyes.

Bai Cang and Cao Wenbin were so angry that they trembled all over, and their fists were clenched, and crystal tears flowed out from Mo Li's eyes.

Mo Li is actually very strong and rarely cries.

This time, it was the first time she cried.

Next to Mo Li, Chang Qi's face became extremely gloomy, and even... a murderous intent burst out.

boom!

Su Xing fell to the ground again, his body was covered in blood and blood was gushing from his mouth.

But he gritted his teeth and refused to surrender to Zhuo Yelun.

Suddenly, his eyes looked at the Zixing Magic Sword, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

As his blood was squirting wildly, a few drops of blood splattered on the grass attached to the Purple Star Sword.

The blood was not scarlet, but pure black.

This is because the blood contains a large amount of dark power that Zhuo Yelun eroded into Su Xing's body.

The power of darkness represents death, withering, and nirvana.

It is said that if the power of darkness is understood to the highest realm, it is possible to transform and then comprehend the power of death.

The power contained in the grass is the wood-based power, representing magnificent vitality.

If the wood-based power comprehended to the highest realm, it is possible to comprehended the power of life.

One is the power of life and the other is the power of death. The two are inherently incompatible.

When they meet together, a fierce collision occurs.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, this is the encounter of the opponents who are hit.

As the battlefield, the grass constantly changes when the two forces confront each other.

Sometimes it becomes full of vitality, green and dripping, sometimes it witheres and turns yellow, and leaves are drooping...

These two forces are comparable to each other when they meet the opponent.

And when they clashed, the power of death and the power of life were intertwined and entangled, and a new force was born.

The power was extremely subtle, only as big as a hair. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all. It showed a chaotic color and vaguely scattered, making it a terrifying feeling of palpitations.

Suddenly, a light of inspiration passed through his awakened mind like lightning.

His body suddenly shook, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his lower eyes.

He seemed to have made some major discovery and his body trembled with excitement.

At this moment, Zhuo Yelun approached.

"Why don't you continue to stand up? Can't you get up?" Zhuo Yelun stared at Su Xing, saw him trembling all over, and laughed, "Why are you trembling? Is your body eroded by the dark power, which is particularly unbearable?"

Every time Zhuo Yelun attacks, he will have dark power, eroding into Su Xing's body.

After repeated attacks, a large amount of dark power has been invaded into Su Xing's body.

The power of darkness is uniquely corrosive.

This corrosiveness is not a toxin, but a power of death. It will wipe out human vitality and is more terrifying than any toxicity.

"Since you can't do it, I'll give you another trip!" Zhuo Yelun's eyes flashed with a strong cold light, and a hideous smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Buzzing!

In Zhuo Yelun's palm, the power surged endlessly. He was too lazy to continue playing, and he was ready to destroy Su Xing's cultivation with one blow.

"very good!"

"Ye Lun is worthy of being the most promising junior in our Zhuo family except Tianliu."

On the platform, the Zhuo family had already stood up, their eyes flashing with excitement. They guessed what Zhuo Yelun was going to do.

"Zhuo Yelun, what are you going to do? Su Xing no longer has the power to fight and has lost." Chang Qi roared.

He even rushed out of the crowd and came outside Tianxu Platform.

However, he could not open the Tianxu Platform, and the only Elder Li who could open the Tianxu Platform stood with the Zhuo family.

Zhuo Yelun ignored Chang Qi at all, stared at Su Xing, looked ferociously, raised his palm, and pressed hard towards Su Xing's abdomen.
Chapter completed!