He actually lost?
The immense shame made his eyes flash with ferocity.
The Blood Hand suddenly exerted force, gripping the Undying Blade.
The next moment.
The Undying Blade looked down only to become a pool of blood falling to the ground.
Jiang Fan’s pupils contracted.
What kind of divine art is this, so insidious?
Even the Undying Blade, a weapon of such celestial masculinity, could be squeezed into sinister blood.
If it had squeezed his neck just now, wouldn’t he have turned into a pool of mucilage on the spot?
The Blood Hand crushed the Undying Blade, and the five fingers, like sharp arrows, shot together towards Jiang Fan.
Vaguely, they also contained a hint of space power.
Seemingly still in the distance, yet actually already at hand.
Jiang Fan didn’t hesitate at all.
He decisively swung a palm.
The Undying Blade, thousands of feet long, came down fiercely.
This strike, though not using the Void Flow Thunder Force, was still seven to eight thousand feet long, and the current Martial Arts Arena couldn’t accommodate it.
The surrounding restrictions were all activated, bursting with flickering lights under the enormous strike of the Undying Blade.
Sharp and urgent sounds echoed, further hinting that the restrictions were about to give way.
Jiao Huang Yin, with a face full of malice, was startled; this strike had the might of a Four Apertures Nascent Soul!
He hurriedly said, "Stop! Enough!"
"I concede!"
He shouted loudly while retracting the Blood Hand.
Jiang Fan felt a sense of regret.
He really wanted to take the opportunity to destroy that Blood Hand.
That hand was quite dangerous.
If they became enemies in the future, it would certainly be a significant hidden danger.
But since the opponent had already called to stop, insisting on attacking would not only create enmity before the White Bone Alliance discovered the underground palace but also implicate the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
He had to retract the Undying Blade and said indifferently, "I concede."
And marked this person as dangerous in his heart.
In a future war with the White Bone Alliance, this person would be a priority target to eliminate!
Jiao Huang Yin had lingering fears and deeply gazed at Jiang Fan, saying, "Your Thunder Path mastery is profound."
Jiang Fan smiled, "Your divine power treasures are also impressive."
Today, he was merely probing the White Bone Alliance’s means.
If he really intended to kill, the Soul Secret Technique would leave Jiao Huang Yin no chance to strike back.
He casually clasped his hands, then returned to number one seat amidst the silent gazes of the crowd.
He glanced at Feng Yuan Sect, who was still standing by the number one seat, and laughingly asked, "Feng Dao, did you just tell me to move aside?"
Feng Yuan Sect swallowed hard and quickly sat down on his number two seat, laughing:
"I was joking, just joking."
"Please don’t take it to heart, Senior."
He felt embarrassed.
How could he dare make a Senior who could easily defeat a Third Level Nascent Soul move his seat?
Everyone else was also speechless with shock.
They had thought the Tyrant sitting in the number one seat was not simple, but didn’t expect him to be so formidable!
This Tyrant, is he really their peer?
Yun Che’s eyes shone with excitement, "Wu Ying, no wonder this Senior was able to protect you during your tribulation."
"With such strength, he could establish a sect and hold sway over an area!"
"Can you introduce me to him?"
Hua Wuying nodded, "No problem."
"The premise is you need to have an unreliable master."
Yu Peiyuan was stunned.