Although Wu Yi didn't know if the cultivation level of blood magic was similar to the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, judging from the strength of the battle just now, this black-clothed man who suddenly appeared was at most a cultivator of the Transformation Wing Realm, if he had reached the Transformation Blood Realm, then Wu Yi would not have the power to resist at all, and he would have been sucked dry long ago.

Using the Blood Condensation Realm to fight against the Transformation Wing Realm, Wu Yi naturally couldn't take advantage, but this arrogant guy actually allowed himself to break through to the Transformation Wing Realm and stood at the same cultivation level as him, Wu Yi at this moment was naturally fearless, and it was his patent to kill gods beyond the level, as for the monks of the same level, it was not in his eyes at all.

"Humble and ignorant human beings, in the face of omnipotent gods, can only be annihilated, and can never resist, today I will let you understand what is the will of the gods. Roger seemed to have flames all over his body, his eyes were red as blood, and the surrounding woods were scorched by the heat, and he finally began to hunt and burn, and he was bathed in the flames, like an evil spirit walking in the demon world, bloodthirsty and evil.

"Flame Fist...... Break!" Wu Yike will not wait stupidly, just when the fire is burning, he smashes out a punch, the red light shines, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, fierce and invincible, the same trick, at this moment, the power is three times stronger, and the layers of qi waves are endless, and there is no way to avoid it.

The last time in Yanjing Guiyuan Villa, Wu Yi witnessed Old Man Wu use the Explosive Flame Fist and resist the Ice Armor Rhino Horn Python summoned by Liu Qiao'an, and his perception of his family's boxing method has improved a lot.

When Roger just fought with Wu Yi, he was secretly injured by the double strength contained in the boxing technique, and at this moment he didn't dare to take it hard, the long sword waved, broke a hole, and his body disappeared in place in an instant, and the violent Yuan Force bombarded a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters on the ground, and the dust flew up, and the fire was shining.

"Not good!" Wu Yi struck to no avail, the wings behind him waved, and disappeared in place in an instant, and at the moment when he just left, the ancient sword in Roger's hand had already struck silently.

"It's really a little weird!" Roger stood with his sword in his hand, finally realizing that he might have missed the best opportunity, and now if he wants to hunt Wu Yi, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"I didn't expect that after the breakthrough of cultivation, the power of divine consciousness has also increased a lot, what an unexpected surprise!" Wu Yi thought with some joy, if it wasn't for the sudden induction of divine consciousness just now, this sneak attack sword may not be so easy to dodge, after Roger cast the blood magic, the speed became faster, only the divine sense could catch the trace of his attack, at this moment Wu Yi found that the divine sense, both in terms of condensation and coverage, had improved significantly, and became more sensitive.

"No matter what kind of moth you come up with, the strength is like this, now it's my turn to attack, boy, take it!" Wu Yi drew out the evil blade, like a falcon, condescendingly, and drew a sharp sword.

"Just because you are also worthy of attacking?" Roger sneered, holding the ancient sword, and took the initiative to meet it, the two red yuan forces collided together, stirring up a monstrous wave, the last attack, Wu Yi did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, but was pierced with a big hole, but this time, the situation was completely reversed.

The true understanding of the martial arts taught to him by the God King, after breaking through to the Transformation Wing Realm, he had a new understanding, the picture of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and the pure teaching of the God King, like an inexhaustible treasure, before Wu Yi broke through to the moment of competing with the sky, it was of great benefit to him, maybe this was the secret treasure of the God King that even the cultivation realm was extremely eager for!

The knife breaks through the sky, the killing intent is vertical and horizontal, Wu Yi wields the evil blade, as if playing a piece of music like flowing water, and in a trance you can feel the hearty feeling of the unity of the human knife, one knife is stronger than the other, one knife is stronger than the other, although Roger has the advantage of speed, but at this moment, under the suppression of the majestic momentum, he can only passively face the battle, the blood is surging, the breath is not smooth, the pace is vain, and he keeps retreating.

It's just a blink of an eye, Wu Yi seems to have completely changed a person, the previous hurry, left and right clumsiness are all gone, all that remains is incomparably strong self-confidence, and the burning fighting spirit, which makes people unconsciously have a feeling of invincibility, this confrontation, in terms of momentum, Roger has already lost.

"Great god, I am willing to exchange my soul, please give me great power!" Roger pointed his sword at the sky, praying sincerely, there was obviously something in the air that was withdrawn, Wu Yi's speed was suddenly imprisoned, and there was a feeling of being constrained.

"Your grandfather's, come to this with Lao Tzu again!" Wu Yi was just injured, because his actions were imprisoned, and he didn't have time to dodge, at this moment Roger repeated his old tricks, how could he plant twice in the same pit, so at the moment when he felt abnormal, his eyes were wide open, and two rays of light like substance were projected into Roger's blood-red eyes, which was cultivated from "Dementorship". The last time the Sword of the Soul killed Liu Qiao'an was this move, and at this moment, his divine sense was more condensed, and his attack power was more powerful, so he didn't believe that this guy could withstand it.

Halfway through Roger's secret technique, he suddenly felt a huge impact on his mental power, his head was splitting, his mind was confused, he almost fell out of mid-air, and hurriedly retreated, and the red blood flowed out of his eyes, looking particularly hideous and terrifying.

"I'll wipe it, this won't kill you!" Wu Yi didn't expect that the attack of the divine consciousness that only a cultivator of the Divine Realm could not get rid of him, the blood magic cultivated by this guy actually had an ability similar to that of warming the divine sense, the blood clan was really a terrible race, no wonder it could survive thousands of years without being destroyed.

However, what Wu Yi doesn't know is that the human beings who really have the pure bloodline of the blood clan are very rare, and every time it is doubled, the specificity of the bloodline will be much weaker, with the passage of time, the inheritors who can have such a precious bloodline are already rare, and Roger, who is opposite him, is one of them, he is the only inheritor of the Tagul family, with the purest 'dragon knight' bloodline, is the hope and future of the blood clan, if it is replaced by an ordinary side branch of the blood clan, it will be scattered long ago.

It is precisely because Roger has a bloodline inheritance, his status in the blood clan is respected, he is the lucky one who is favored by God, and he has been valued and cultivated by the family since he was a child, whether it is exercises or resources, he is satisfied as much as possible, this kind of life that combines thousands of favors not only makes him extremely powerful, but also makes him unswervingly believe that he is the strongest man in the world.

With this kind of self-confidence, he let Wu Yi advance, making Wu Yi's bloodline more pure, more rich in life power, and then for him to cultivate, but he was wrong, very wrong.

In Huaxia, in this inconspicuous small city, he met an existence comparable to the sky, which actually made him injured and bleed, incomparably precious blood, every drop of which he regarded as great wealth and glory, so such a failure was a great insult and blow to him.

"This is the first time I've been injured since I walked the world, and you're really strong. The blood in Roger's eyes condensed, and finally slowly flowed back, his eyes clear, and returned to normal, at this moment he finally began to pay attention to the opponent in front of him, and there was more respect in his words.

"It's even more perverted than Lao Tzu, it's so fucking unreasonable!" Wu Yi didn't expect that the Soul Sword not only didn't hurt him, but also recovered after leaving a little blood, and this blood flowed back again, is there still such a monster in this world?

Roger didn't hear Wu Yi's spitting, and said to himself: "The Tagul family is not allowed to fail, I must kill you today, it is also your honor to let me fight with all my strength." ”

"I've seen someone pretending to be forced, I've never seen you pretend to be forced like this, if you have any ability, just say hello, and the master will follow. Wu Yizhen doesn't know where this kid's confidence comes from, his eyes are bloodshot, and he is still here to speak out, it seems that if he doesn't step on his feet hard, this kid won't have a long memory.

The ancient sword in Roger's hand split into nine and disappeared into his body, and at the same time, he took out a crumpled animal skin from his arms, about the size of a palm, and it was a black mass, and it was impossible to see what it was.

"Why do you want to wash your face before you get beaten?" Wu Yi took a closer look, but didn't find any clues, and sneered.

"Today I will show you what the real dark is. Roger slitted his finger with a sharp fingernail, and a drop of crimson blood fell on the hide, and the light flickered, and the palm-sized hide flew out of his hand into the air, spinning on its own.

"Which song is this?" Wu Yi had never seen such a strange exercise, and his heart was full of doubts, but after the beast skin devoured the blood, it quickly spread out a majestic aura, mysterious and long-lasting, making people feel afraid.

Roger held his left chest in his hand, knelt on one knee, and chanted words in his mouth, as if he was praying, as if he was chanting, and the speed of the animal skin was getting faster and faster, and one with a fiery red rune jumped out, flying up and down, the light flickered, and surrounded the animal skin, like shining stars, dazzling.

"Even if you can't beat me, there's no need to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy! Lao Tzu doesn't eat this, and if I don't wear two holes on you today, it will be difficult to quench the fire in my heart. Wu Yi couldn't see the clue, so he decisively chose to attack, and the man and knife were one, turning into a dazzling red light, and rushed towards Roger.

In the face of the evil blade that stabbed at him, Roger did not dodge or dodge, but showed an evil smile, and with a wave of his right arm, the animal skin instantly expanded countless times, covering the sky and the sun, boundless, and the sky and the earth were dark, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Your grandfather's, what's going on?" Wu Yi was stunned to find himself in a pitch-black space.