"Yi Xiaoyu!"

Hua Yue hurriedly pounced and picked up Yi Xiaoyu who fell to the ground, only to feel a power that could devour people's minds emanating from Yi Xiaoyu's body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are you so stupid, don't you know that the art of blood sacrifice can't be used casually!"

Hua Yue cried very sadly, she had never been so sad, when she was a child, she always laughed at Yi Xiaoyu for dragging her back, and then she would always hear Yi Xiaoyu unconvinced that she would definitely surpass her, and then protect her and not let her be hurt at all.

The truth is cruel, Hua Yue's talent is very demonic, just two years of martial arts, she stepped into the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and Yi Xiaoyu is still forging the fifth layer, the difference is very large, she always relies on her to get Yi Xiaoyu in times of crisis, and Yi Xiaoyu doesn't know when, she began to wear a smile that made her smoky.

After that, Yi Xiaoyu's cultivation grew rapidly, and she couldn't see Yi Xiaoyu's figure, sometimes she came back very late, sometimes she didn't come back for several days, her master was very worried, but she was helpless, although she was also a little worried, but she quickly forgot about it.

Once, when she was practicing, the master brought back Yi Xiaoyu, who was red-haired and red-eyed, which really scared her a lot, and the breath of the whole person was extremely weak, and it could dissipate at any time, and the master gave him a lot of spiritual pills, and used spiritual power to help him refine, which lasted for half a month before pulling him back from the brink of death.

After that, Yi Xiaoyu no longer likes to stick to Huayue, but seems to be very busy, and Xiuwei gradually catches up with her, which makes her very surprised, until the news of the assessment of the Holy Academy came out, and the master let them be admitted to the Holy Academy, so they went down the mountain together and came here.

"Flower girl, what is this blood sacrifice technique?"

Duan Mingxiao stepped forward, looked at Hua Yue, who was gradually calming down, and asked.

"The art of sacrificing blood, is Yi Xiaoyu in an experience of accidental acquisition, originally the Red Blood Spirit Emperor's exercises, but not complete, one of them, is to consume their own essence blood, the power of red blood to infuse its body, although it can obtain a strong power in a short period of time, but after use, it will be subject to the extremely terrifying power of the backlash, the power of red blood is supported by the power of the bloodline, and our realm does not have too strong blood power, so, it will devour people's essence to replenish, according to our realm, almost exhaust the essence of the whole body, in order to fill the required red blood power, then the end is death！”

Hua Yue explained to them as she took out a few pills from the Space Ring and stuffed them into Yi Xiaoyu's mouth.

"Flower girl, let me try. ”

Duan Mingxiao walked to Yi Xiaoyu's side and said to Hua Yue, Hua Yue looked at him in some surprise, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Qin'er, come and help me. ”

His strength has not fully recovered now, but his life is at stake, so he has to make a move, Lan Qin'er cut him down with some concern, he gave her a reassuring look, and began to use the artistic conception of life to help Yi Xiaoyu heal.

Lan Qin'er's hand was wrapped with crystal clear water attribute spiritual power, with a vigorous breath of life, with his artistic conception of life, injected into Yi Xiaoyu's body, when the spiritual power entered Yi Xiaoyu's body, he felt how weak Yi Xiaoyu's vitality was, and a powerful force devoured the residual life breath in Yi Xiaoyu's body, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

After the vitality was injected, the power of red blood seemed to have found new food, not eating the little vitality left by Yi Xiaoyu, turning his head to devour this new vitality, and suddenly both of them felt that the spiritual power was rapidly consumed, but they did not dare to relax, took out a few pills to supplement spiritual power, and continued to inject vitality into Yi Xiaoyu's body.

"Hehe, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, Jamon, there are four people here, one is dying, two are helping him heal, and there is a very weak beautiful girl, it is simply mutton in the mouth!"

A group of people appeared in front of them, and it was a monkey-faced young man who spoke, Duan Mingxiao recognized him, it was this young man who spoke disrespectfully before, and the sturdy young man behind him should be Jia Meng, who was also dismissive of them before.

"Damn, how can you be distracted at this time!"

Duan Mingxiao tried to free up his strength to deal with them, but found that his strength could not be recovered at all, and the power of red blood was like a bottomless pit devouring the power injected by the two, and there was no time to clone at all.

"Leave it to me, and you will heal him. ”

Hua Yue stood up and took out the twin knives behind him, the wind attribute spiritual power wrapped around the blade, and the color of determination flashed in his eyes.

"But you"

Duan Mingxiao didn't think that she would be able to deal with the opponent's combination of nearly ten people, and the lowest cultivation was in the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel, and Huayue was only in the early and late stages, and the situation was very unfavorable.

"It's okay, leave it to me. ”

Hua Yue's voice began to be cold, there seemed to be no trace of emotion, with a killing intent on his body, and he disappeared without a trace as soon as he moved his feet.

"This style is very similar to Yi Xiaoyu's. ”

Duan Mingxiao observed Huayue's movements, and if there was any disadvantage, he would make a timely move, but found that her body was the same as Yi Xiaoyu's.

"Huh, where are the people?"

Everyone was looking around, but they didn't find Hua Yue's figure, Jia Meng didn't care, he just hid, there were so many of them, were they afraid that a woman wouldn't make it?

"Hmph, coward, there's a kind"

Before the man who spoke could finish speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, stretched out his hand to wipe it, the warm blood was scarlet and dazzling, and he wanted to shout for help, but found that he couldn't shout at all, and soon fell in a pool of blood.

"Be careful, this woman is a killer!"

Some people with eyesight, while seeing the means of Hanazuki, the way of assassination, lies in the shadowless, to go to the enemy's name, just like before, without even seeing the figure, they killed one of them.

"Get together and see what she does!"

Jamon was also a little nervous, such an invisible threat was too deadly, and he didn't know where the enemy would appear in the next moment.

"Flower Shadow Dance!"

A coquettish cheer came, and everyone was nervous, looking around, for fear that the next person to die would be themselves.

A black shadow instantly rushed into the crowd, breaking the previous silence, the sword light flickered, bringing up countless blood, like a blood-colored lotus flower in bloom, bewitching and eye-catching, Duan Mingxiao's eyes appeared The shadow of the black dragon, only to barely see her movements, and in an instant, she swung out four or five knives, how strong does this need to be explosive!

The lotus flower dispersed, and the black shadow disappeared, leaving a scarlet mark, and the team of nearly ten people was now only four people left, each with injuries, only Jamon was in good condition, but there were a few blood marks hanging on his arms, and his face was ugly.

"It's over!"