"If you have exhausted your calculations and forced me to a dead end, you are not afraid that I will fight against the water, and you will regret it!"

Han Ye carefully lowered the old god stick to the ground, gave him a three-yuan compound bone pill, slightly lightened his injuries, and then stared coldly at the Blood Worship Sect Master.

Hearing this, the Blood Worship Sect Master laughed, with a thick disdain and mockery in his smile, as if he was laughing at the other party's ignorance of the sky.

Indeed, if Han Ye is given enough time and space to grow, Han Ye will definitely become his confidant, and may even endanger his life!

But for now, Han Ye's strength is far inferior to him, and he is not his opponent at all, which is why he is in a hurry to get rid of Han Ye.

Strangling potential enemies in the cradle is the best way to go.

In his opinion, the current Han Ye is the fish and meat under his knife, and he is left to kill and take away him.

However, the fish and meat in his eyes actually spoke wildly, which made him regret it?

This is too ignorant of life and death!

"I'm looking forward to it, what the hell are you going to make me regret, but don't let me down!" the Blood Worship Sect Master said leisurely with his hands behind his back and an arrogant smile.

"Then open your dog's eyes and watch!"

Han Ye's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he snorted loudly, and suddenly like a cheetah, with a strong wind, he pounced on the Blood Sect Master!

The strength of the Blood Worship Sect Master is too strong!

Therefore, he must try his best to gain the initiative, even if he can't suppress the Blood Worship Sect Master, at least he must disrupt the rhythm of the other party, and he must not let the other party control the rhythm of the battle.

Otherwise, there would be no need to fight this battle.

Han Ye attacked with all his might, the speed of the attack was extremely fast, and he even dragged a faint afterimage behind him.

Although he and the Blood Worship Sect Master were a hundred meters apart, they were crossed in the blink of an eye and rushed to the Blood Worship Sect Master.

His lips were tightly closed, his fists came out together, and the temples of the Blood Sect Master, one left and one right, slammed straight past, and suddenly the sound of whirring wind stirred, and the fist was extremely powerful.

"Moths to the fire!"

The Blood Worship Sect Master snorted coldly from his nostrils, stood in place and did not dodge or dodge, but just put his right palm on his chest, and then pushed it out.

With a "whew", a violent wind gushed out from his palm, and rushed straight towards Han Ye.

He came first with this palm, and before Han Ye's fists could hit it, he only felt an overwhelming force surging towards him, making him almost suffocate!

Han Ye's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he hurriedly changed his moves, retracted his fists, made a mistake in his steps, and flashed to the left, just as he wanted to avoid this blow and attack from the side.

However, the Blood Worship Sect Master's movements seemed to be slow, but it was just an illusion of the eyes, but in fact it was amazingly fast.

Before Han Ye's dodge was completely completed, the Blood Worship Sect Master's palm had already slapped his chest fiercely!

Han Ye was taken aback, if he was slapped by this palm, he was afraid that he would immediately shatter his sternum, spit blood from his mouth, and fly out upside down.

He hurriedly swung his fists and crossed them in front of his chest to withstand the heavy blow of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

"Bang!"

With a dull crashing sound, the Blood Worship Sect Master slammed his palm into Han Ye's arm.

The strong palm force slashed Han Ye back more than ten meters away, and only then did he barely gain a firm foothold.

Because he was pushing too hard to retreat, his feet were on the solid ground, leaving a series of half-deep footprints.

Taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the churning qi and blood in his chest, Han Ye only felt that the pain in his arm was unbearable, as if his bones had cracked.

He quickly lowered his gaze, only to see that the part of his arm that was hit was already high and swollen, and after careful inspection, he found that only the muscles were slightly damaged, and the bones were not really cracked, which did not affect the follow-up battle, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, if the injured position continues to withstand such a violent blow, there is no guarantee that it will crack or break.

"Yes, the reaction was quite fast, and it actually blocked my blow. The Blood Worship Sect Master praised him, but his tone was full of condescending arrogance, as if everything was under his control.

"This kind of soft strength is like a mosquito bite, how can you not take it? Blood Sect Master, didn't you have dinner?" Han Ye lost people and did not lose the battle, although his strength was inferior, but his momentum was not weak at all.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!"

The Blood Worship Sect Master was too lazy to do a senseless battle of words, and jumped up with a "whew", like a big peng, with a violent wind, it hit straight down from the sky, and kicked towards Han Ye with one leg!

Han Ye almost had an illusion in an instant, it felt like there was a huge black shadow, and the black pressure pressed down on him from mid-air, trying to crush him into pulp!

His heart was shocked, knowing that the Blood Worship Sect Master had gone all out, and he kicked the ground with his toes, and quickly dodged to the right, unwilling to take the blow hard.

He had just jumped out not far when there was a loud "boom", and the air behind him was rolling, the dust was flying, and the splashed dirt hit his back with a faint pain.

He turned his head to look, only to see that the position where he had just stood was unexpectedly blasted out of a pit with a diameter of one meter and a depth deep enough to bury people alive by the Blood Worship Sect Master!

Han Ye was secretly shocked in his heart, if this palm slapped on him just now, he was afraid that half of his body would be slapped into the soil!

The Blood Worship Sect Master missed the blow, and with the power of the counterattack, he took one leg a little, soared into the air again, and continued to pounce on Han Ye.

As soon as Han Ye took a breath, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the Blood Worship Sect Master rushing towards him again, and hurriedly jumped to the side again.

Sure enough, he had just rushed out a few meters away, and the ground behind him was blasted out of a deep pit by the Blood Worship Sect Master.

The Blood Worship Sect Master's legs were like springs, and every time an attack missed, he immediately rose into the air, followed closely behind Han Ye, and kept bombarding him.

The roar of "rumble" continued to sound, the ground trembled slightly, and under the flying soil, one deep pit after another blasted out under the violent bombardment of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

In less than a cup of tea, dozens of huge deep pits appeared on the empty earth.

From a distance, it looks like it has been plowed by rocket artillery.

Although this is a wilderness and the ground is relatively soft, it is not easy to dig such a large deep pit.

Han Ye felt that he could do it with all his might, and he could barely blast out a few potholes.

But if he wants to keep blasting out so many potholes one after another, it is definitely not enough!

The Blood Worship Sect Master not only did this, but also looked at ease, and the skill of that body was really unfathomable!

Han Ye had fought with the Blood Worship Sect Master several times, but it was basically not a head-to-head confrontation, and the Blood Worship Sect Master did not see him as a threat at that time.

Today, the other party let go of his hands and feet and did it with all his might, and his terrifying strength was immediately revealed.

"This old guy is really golden! It's been strong for so long, and he still has so much energy, and he hasn't seen a breath! It can't be that he took viagra before going to the appointment, right?"

Han Ye was full of malice and slandered the strength of the Blood Worship Sect Master, but in his heart, he was secretly shocked by the strength of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

Originally, he was wandering around, trying to consume the true qi of the Blood Worship Sect Master, so as to create opportunities for future counterattacks.

What I didn't expect was that the Blood Worship Sect Master blasted out dozens of deep pits on the ground in one go, and it was still a good time, and it seemed that these true qi consumed were like a drop in the bucket for the Blood Worship Sect Master, and they didn't have much impact.

This almost frustrated most of his calculations!

Han Ye knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, the Blood Worship Sect Master now had the initiative and could do whatever he wanted, but he couldn't make a wrong step!

As long as his reaction was a little slower, the Blood Worship Master's thunderous blow would immediately fall on his head, injuring him.

And once he is wounded and his agility is impaired, the ensuing attacks will come like a wave, endlessly, and he will never be able to escape until he is bombarded by the waves.

If measured only by realm and strength, Han Ye was indeed defeated at this time, and there was no possibility of surviving.

After all, the Blood Worship Sect Master was already a third-order innate grandmaster many years ago, and Han Ye's strength was only equivalent to a third-order grandmaster, and it was still fast, which was very unstable.

Not only was the strength of the two sides a whole realm apart, but the Blood Worship Sect Master's combat experience was far more abundant than Han Ye's.

If it was hard, the Blood Worship Sect Master would be able to easily crush Han Ye without giving him any chance.

However, Han Ye was not discouraged, he was still calm and persistent, and maintained a strong fighting spirit.

Because although his realm and cultivation were far lower than those of the Blood Worship Sect Master, the ancient divine techniques such as the "Praise Moth Secret Text" and the "Six Realms Soul Suppression Song" that he cultivated were far beyond the martial arts techniques practiced by the Blood Worship Sect Master.

Even if he had just started these magic techniques, they were still extremely subtle and mysterious, and they were not something that a secular martial arts master like the Blood Worship Sect Master could imagine