"If you want to take away my cultivation method, then you have to work harder. Han Ye smiled coldly at the Blood Sect Master, deliberately stimulating the other party, "With your current ability, I'm afraid you don't have that ability yet." ”

He threw his car keys at the old god stick: "If you can go, go quickly, don't stay here!"

The old god stick also knew that with his little effort, if he stayed, not only would he not be able to help anything, but he would drag Han Ye down.

So he said to Han Ye, you take care of yourself, and then took the key, stood up with difficulty, and moved towards Han Ye's car.

Naturally, the Blood Worship Sect Master would not let the old god stick leave so easily.

The old god stick is a rare good card in his hand, and it is a killer weapon to leave Han Ye, if he lets the old god stick escape, with Han Ye's cunning, maybe it will slip out of his hands.

Missing today's opportunity, it will be more and more difficult to clean up Han Ye in the future.

"How can it be so easy!

The Blood Worship Sect Master snorted coldly, his body was long, and he pounced on the old god stick, and his withered ten fingers were like sharp iron hooks, quickly grabbing the old god stick's shoulder.

If he catches him, the shoulder blades of the old god stick will immediately have a few more transparent holes!

"Let's go!"

Han Ye urged the old god stick sharply, then turned around and faced the fierce attack of the Blood Worship Sect Master, and directly counterattacked, creating time for the old god stick to escape.

The Blood Worship Sect Leader's drunkard did not mean to drink, the target was originally Han Ye, and the old god stick was just a means to leave Han Ye.

Since Han Ye hurriedly sent it to the door, he naturally smiled happily.

As soon as the Blood Worship Sect Master's wrist flipped, his move changed, and the sharp claws that were originally grabbing at the old god stick immediately changed direction, like a poisonous snake, fiercely grabbing Han Ye's throat, wanting to tear Han Ye's throat apart!

Han Ye hurriedly curled up his body in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the sharp claws of the Blood Worship Sect Master, and took the Heart of the Blood Worship Sect Master with one palm, and in the palm of his hand, a small ball of cyan soul fire almost erupted.

The Blood Worship Sect Master's face couldn't help but change slightly.

It was this flame that burned the soul of the ancient demon White Tiger Mountain Monarch to ashes, and it was also this flame that made him so painful just now that he almost lost his combat effectiveness temporarily.

The kind of sharp pain that came from the soul, he experienced it once, and he never wanted to taste it a second time.

If his heart was burned by this strange flame, even with his strength and forbearance, there was a possibility that it would collapse!

The Blood Worship Sect Master didn't dare to risk himself, obviously his claws were about to touch Han Ye's throat, he could control Han Ye, and even put Han Ye to death, but he had to give up in pain and quickly retreat, so as not to be burned by the soul fire.

Han Ye couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that the Blood Worship Sect Master had such scruples about the Soul Fire, and seemed to see the dawn of retreat.

He was close to the side of the Blood Worship Sect Master, putting on a lose-lose posture, attacking frantically, and not making any defenses at all.

The Blood Worship Sect Master was seriously injured and was near death for twenty years, and it was not easy to recover his health, so he naturally did not want to lose both, and returned to his previous state.

He fought with Han Ye for a while, tying his hands and feet everywhere, and he couldn't help but feel very angry.

If he changes his opponent, he is not afraid of this kind of lose-lose tactic at all, because the gap between the realms of the two sides is so big, he can completely kill the opponent with one blow, and the opponent can't hurt him at all.

But Han Ye was just a third-order grandmaster, but his skin was surprisingly thick, even if he hit Han Ye, he couldn't let Han Ye die immediately.

The strange flame in Han Ye's palm was able to cause him great damage.

However, after all, the Blood Worship Sect Master has been famous for many years and has extremely rich combat experience.

As soon as he realized that this form of battle was unfavorable to him, and it was difficult to make a quick decision, he immediately changed his tactics, let out a low shout, retreated and retreated, and opened a certain distance from Han Ye, and then slapped his palms upwards violently.

An overwhelming force immediately roared out of his palm, slapping towards Han Ye.

Han Ye was stretching his body at this time, approaching the Blood Worship Sect Master at full speed, trying to continue to fight with the Blood Worship Sect Master, and his arms just collided with this force.

With a "boom", his body shook violently, and at a faster speed than when he came, he flew backwards sharply, and more than a dozen heels flipped out in mid-air, and then he barely landed safely.

Han Yeqiang swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth, only to feel that his two arms were about to be unable to lift.

The strength of the Innate Grandmaster is indeed terrifying.

The Blood Worship Sect Master had consumed so much True Qi just now, and he had injured his soul again, and his palm power was still so powerful.

If it weren't for the fact that his bones were strong and his body was like King Kong, I am afraid that the palm just now would have abolished his two arms.

Han Ye didn't worry about his arm, it was just a little out of strength, and with a little pranayama, he could recover as before.

What he was worried about was that the Blood Worship Sect Master had changed the way he fought.

Close melee combat is beneficial to him, but now that the distance is widened, his soul fire cannot contact the Blood Worship Sect Master, and the threat to the Blood Worship Sect Master has been greatly reduced.

The Blood Worship Sect Master has no scruples, but he is afraid that the offensive will be doubly fierce!

As soon as Han Ye's worries rose from the bottom of his heart, the Blood Worship Sect Master's stormy attack had already surged towards him.

Sure enough, as he expected, the opponent's attack method had completely changed, no longer fighting with him in close combat, but opening and closing, relying on the pure and majestic true qi, to attack him from afar.

This kind of attack is very expensive, but the power is also very huge, and the most important thing is that the Blood Worship Sect Master has completely put away his contempt and attacked him with all his might, no longer holding back, obviously wanting to fight quickly.

Han Ye immediately felt the pressure on his shoulders double, and the Blood Worship Sect Master's offensive was like a stormy wave, slapping towards him wave after wave, endlessly, leaving him with little respite.

The ferocious wind and furious force pressed against him from all sides, as if they were about to crush him to pieces!

Han Ye only felt that the Blood Worship Sect Master's attacks were becoming more and more difficult to dodge, and his own actions were also being suppressed more and more under the opponent's offensive.

In this situation, let alone launching a counterattack, even if you want to get out of this fierce offensive, it becomes extremely difficult.

Han Ye gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself under the frantic attack of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

Although this attack method of the Blood Worship Sect Master was extremely violent, the consumption of True Qi was also extremely huge.

He believed that even with the strength of the Blood Worship Sect Master's third-order innate grandmaster, it would not be easy to maintain such an offensive for a long time.

As long as he survives this craziest and most difficult period, he will be able to turn the corner and get out safely, and he may even fight back and hit the Blood Worship Sect Master hard.

It's just that although his wishes are beautiful, the reality is always unexpected.

He had been dealing with the Blood Worship Sect Master for a long time, and his own divine power gradually began to exhaust, and he began to feel tired, but the Blood Worship Sect Master's offensive did not decline, but became more and more violent.

Under this stormy attack, he is like a flat boat, which may capsize at any moment.

Han Ye chanted the Song of Soul Control, hoping to impact the soul of the Blood Worship Sect Master, weaken the opponent's offensive, and find the opponent's flaws, while doing his best to maneuver around the Blood Worship Sect Master.

He only felt that the time was so long, the power of the Blood Worship Sect Master was so powerful, and the true qi was so overwhelming, as if it was endless.

I don't know how long it has been supported, but Han Ye's persistence has finally paid off.

He suddenly sensed keenly that the Blood Worship Sect Master's offensive seemed to have weakened slightly.

He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, knowing that the turning point he was waiting for had finally arrived.

He hurriedly chanted the Song of Soul Control, trying to strengthen his influence on the soul of the Blood Worship Sect Master, creating a gap in this heaven and earth net.

Probably due to the excessive consumption of true qi, Han Ye's soul control song actually played a role.

Under the influence of the Song of Soul Control, the Blood Worship Sect Master's originally fierce and rigorous offensive actually showed a flaw!

The time for this flaw to appear is very short, and it can even be called fleeting, and if you don't pay attention to it, you can't detect it.

But for Han Ye, who has been waiting for this opportunity, how could he ignore it?

He let out a low roar, hurriedly grabbed this line of vitality, swung his fists, gathered all his strength, and rushed towards the northwest where the flaw appeared!

At this life-and-death juncture, Han Ye's speed increased to the extreme, dragging out a long series of phantoms behind him.

Seeing that he was about to break through the net woven by the Blood Worship Sect Master, at this moment, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the Blood Worship Sect Master's mouth.

"Oh no!

This thought immediately flashed through Han Ye's mind.

He instantly wanted to stop the castration and stop the rushing body.

But the problem is that when he broke through just now, he had done his best, although his brain reacted, but his body, due to the effect of inertia, where could it cooperate for a while?

"Han Ye, you're still a little too tender! I've been in the middle for many years, and I have countless opponents, how can I not see through that little abacus of yours?" The Blood Worship Sect Master smirked, and his body accelerated suddenly, bringing out a series of phantoms, and the flaws that were deliberately exposed just now were blocked in an instant.

At the same time, his palm, which had been withered like a chicken's claw, strangely became full, almost like a young man's palm, white and thin.

Immediately after, a mark as red as blood appeared in his palm, and it was rapidly expanding!

When the blood imprint covered the entire palm, the Blood Worship Sect Master roared sharply, and his palms slammed straight towards Han Ye!

"Blood Kill!"

Accompanied by the roar of the Blood Worship Sect Master, countless red palm shadows, and the overwhelming Chao Han Ye smashed down, leaving him with nowhere to hide, nowhere to avoid.

Han Ye looked up, only to feel that those crimson palm shadows were connected together, like an endless sea of blood, shrouding him from mid-air, wanting to swallow him completely.

The violent wind generated by these palm shadows came from all over the body, and even before it touched his body, it had already blown his clothes into a hunting sound, making it difficult for him to breathe!

This is the strongest killing move of the Blood Worship Sect Master, and it is also the last killing move!

Although the Blood Worship Sect Master said that he wanted to capture him alive, he sacrificed such a trick to him, obviously no longer regarded him as a grandmaster of the lower realm, but regarded him as a strong enemy of the same level!

"Being so valued by the old man who worships blood, shouldn't I be a little proud?"

Han Ye smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes suddenly froze, his legs curled slightly, and he kicked on the ground with a "bang", like a rising meteor, and blasted towards the sea of blood above his head!

There was no end to the sea of blood, and he couldn't dodge, and he had nowhere to dodge.

Since this is the case, then he simply faces the danger head-on and rises to the occasion.

Either he is swallowed by this sea of blood, or he breaks through this net and kills a bloody path!