Seeing a sword stabbing at the blue sky, the devil's eyes lit up, and he shouted that it was good, and flew away with the sword move of the blue sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In an instant, the figures of the two sides were staggered, there was no collision, no explosion, and the sword moves of the blue sky passed directly through the body of the demon.

"What's going on!" After the confrontation, Blue Sky staggered to stabilize his figure, his ears were full of buzzing sounds, and he looked at the seven-star sword in his hand in disbelief. The blade of the sword clearly penetrated the body of the demon in front of him, but the latter was still floating in the air unharmed, but he lost one-fifth of his essence blood in this encounter!

Something must have happened just now! Blue Sky looked up at the demon floating in the air, his sharp eyes as if he wanted to see through it, and at the same time, his brain was running at high speed, trying his best to analyze the opponent's fighting style.

Ho ho ho ho ...... The demon laughed gloomily, stretched out his long tongue and licked the corners of his mouth: "Before I went out of the mountain this time, I had a premonition that I could meet the opportunity, and sure enough, the sky did not live up to me, and let me meet the best blood source like you." Hahaha, obediently let me drain my essence and blood, and it will save you a lot of pain. ”

The demon unfolded his black robe and swept towards the blue sky again, and everywhere he passed, the flowers and plants were decaying and lifeless.

Blue Sky didn't dare to be careless, the Heavenly Soul Eye stared at the figure of the demon, and saw that it was clearly a human body under the black robe, recognizing this, Blue Sky Juhe slashed out of the sheath suddenly, and the sword light was placed first, and before the demon could touch him, the attack passed through his body again.

But at that moment, Lan Kong felt a cardiac arrest, his face turned pale, and his whole body had no strength, and he almost couldn't hold the light Seven Star Sword.

"Why is this happening, he obviously didn't touch me, why do I still lose my essence blood?!" Ten thousand questions popped up in Blue Hollow's heart, and after a few seconds of confrontation between the green pupil and the demon, he turned around and fled.

If he continues to fight, Blue Sky feels like he will die of losing all his blood!

When the demon saw the blue sky running away, he didn't chase it, but his body floated backwards, disappearing in the air.

"Legend, do you see any doorways?" the blue air panted, and the figure shuttled through the trees, sheltered by the tall trees, constantly moving away from the battlefield.

Well..... The legend pondered for a while, and then replied in a low voice: "If I am not mistaken, the other party is using a long-lost blood derivation spell, which can capture the opponent's essence blood silently, strengthen his own strength, and extend his life at the same time. ”

"Blood Curse! Vampire Demon Leader Cold Cleric! He's still alive!" Lan Kong was shocked when he heard this, he had also read the introduction of the Blood Curse in the Book of Immortality.

The blood mantra is one of the forbidden techniques in the mainland, and those who practice this spell must endure the pain of blood refining from an early age, engrave the spell all over the body, and recite it every day until the spell mark is firmly imprinted on the soul. Among them, the pain is very tolerable, so there are very few martial artists who can practice this spell to the fullest, almost none.

But once the blood derivation spell is practiced, the strength will increase by leaps and bounds, like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, and then becoming a dragon, it can become a master in one of them, Fang Han is one of them.

It is said that Fang Han's life is extremely tortuous.

Fang Han's original name was Fang Defu, and his parents took the meaning very simply, that is, they hoped that their children could be happy. Although the family of three is a poor family, they are also content and happy, and live an ordinary life every day.

But when Fang Defu was ten years old, bandits broke into the village, and the bandits raped and plundered, killing people when they saw them, and in just half a day, they killed most of the hundreds of people in the village. Among them, Fang Defu's parents died in front of Fang Defu's eyes, and the frightened Fang Defu didn't dare to move, so he could only watch the thief's bloody axe slash at him.

At that moment, the rolling purple wind blew, a ghost cultivator came, killed all the bandits, and saw that Fang Defu had a good foundation, so he took Fang Defu away, accepted him as a disciple, and taught him the blood mantra.

Cultivating the Blood Derivation Mantra was very painful, and he had to endure the torture of blood refining every day, but Fang Defu enjoyed it, thinking about repaying his master's life-saving grace after becoming strong.

Until one day, when Fang Defu was practicing, he overheard the conversation between the master and another ghost cultivator, and learned that the master had been planning to refine himself into an elixir to take, and he had never had a teacher-student affection for himself!

Fang Defu, who knew the truth, was suddenly discouraged, and his heart was in turmoil, he walked to the cliff in a frenzy, and jumped down.

The cliff is hundreds of zhang deep, and a warrior without the power of the sky will only be shattered if he jumps. Fang Defu had a slight success in the blood mantra at that time, but it was also in the realm of Xingzhen, and when he jumped down, he didn't think that he would be alive again, so he slapped his palm on the neck first, knocking himself unconscious.

In this way, even if he fell to his death, he did not feel the slightest pain, and he was very satisfied to die peacefully like this.

Although Fang Defu thought so, the free-falling body coincidentally hung on the branch growing from the cliff during the fall, and shook up and down dozens of times before falling down again. Then he was blocked by a tree branch several times, and when Fang Defu landed at the bottom of the cliff, the momentum had already been eliminated, and there were only abrasions on his body, and there was no danger of life.

When Fang Defu woke up again, he found himself in a large village house, and soon several teenagers of his age came in to visit.

The boys were very happy to see him awake, and brought him rice and side dishes every day so that he could recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind. Later, during the conversation, the teenagers were all surprised to learn about Fang Defu's identity as a warrior, and then turned to admiration.

After many days, Fang Defu recovered from his injuries, and he often watched the mountains and rivers at dusk, unable to believe that he was still alive, and then lamented that he was still alive. Gradually, the local blessing saw everything, forgot the hatred, and had no demons in his heart, according to the surname of this Hanjia village, he changed his name to Fang Han, intending to be reborn here.

Fang Han was very grateful to the young people of Hanjia Village who had saved him, so he decided to teach them the basic exercises, even if they could not be allowed to draw qi to become martial artists, they could also have the effect of strengthening their bodies and living a long life.

The cultivation results of the teenagers were also similar to what Fang Han expected, among the more than 500 teenagers in Hanjia Village, only a few of them succeeded in inducing qi, and the others all failed.

Seeing this result, Fang Han also tried his best to comfort the teenagers, don't be sad, fortunately, the teenagers have not entered the world deeply, and their nature is simple, but after a few days of sadness, they returned to life with a positive attitude.

(I would have liked to write about the path of martial arts, talent and hard work are just as important.) But then I thought of that sentence: talent is the upper limit of success, hard work is the lower limit of success, I haven't even achieved the lower limit of success, and I really don't dare to judge the future of these teenagers in these books, even if these teenagers are illusory characters. But who knows how many teenagers in this world have been unable to extricate themselves from their childhood because of their lack of talent. ）

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