"Huh? It turned out to be a yellow-haired child, who heard my voice, and didn't know how scared he dared to come to die? What ignorance and fearlessness! It's okay, let's take him on the ring today! What a bloody meal! Hehe-hehe-" The man in black sneered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just as the man in black was talking to himself, the wind and night were already galloping. Seeing Feng Yechang's swift figure, the man in black was slightly stunned, but he didn't care at all. The grim smirk:

"Little doll! At your age, it's really rare to have this kind of body, but it's a pity that you met an old man today, which is really unfortunate in life. I'm having a dry mouth these days, and I'm trying to drink with my heart and liver, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door, which can be regarded as fun! The old man will give you a good time. Knock you out before eating, and you will die in peace. Hey, hey—"

"Huh!? Isn't it the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm? "When he got closer, Feng Yechang couldn't feel the realm of the old man on the other side at all, and he secretly said something bad in his heart. A martial artist who can isolate the divine sense, is it the Xuanling Realm? I couldn't help but exclaim. Feng Yechang didn't know that the reason why this black-clothed man was able to isolate his divine consciousness was not that his realm had reached the Xuanling realm, but that his cultivation techniques were relatively special.

"Why, you still know the old man's previous realm, what a weird little guy. The old man has just been promoted, and you are my congratulatory gift! The man in black was a little surprised, but he didn't drag his feet. As soon as the words fell, his hands were already lightning and thunderous towards the wind and night.

Suddenly encountered a strong enemy, and the wind and night were long and did not dare to hold it up. The right hand is "no edge" out of the sheath, and the left hand waves to greet him. With the left palm and the right sword, the strongest attack will be directly gone.

The man in black shook his body and showed surprise on his face, obviously he didn't expect this little boy to have such strength, and the most proud "turning things around" in his life was in vain.

Feng Yechang was even more frightened, this man in black was actually under the attack of his strongest palm style and sword move, and his body just shook. Xin said: "It's hard to do now." ”

The more crisis, the more calm you must be, and remind yourself secretly of the long wind and night. The body was tilted backwards, holding the "no edge" sword, secretly thinking about a plan to break the game.

Not to mention the Xuanling Realm martial artist, it is the Meditation Realm, a few months ago, it was still a mythical legend for Feng Yechang.

He had seen the Xuanling Realm powerhouse make a move, except for the wine master, who was his uncle, who would have thought that now he would have to fight against such a powerful demon, although he knew the importance of calmness, Feng Yechang was still a little fluctuating.

"Not a bad boy, if I hadn't been successfully promoted, it would be really hard to clean you up!" The man in black screamed.

"You should be the number one of the Blood Guards, right?" Feng Yechang suddenly had an idea and asked in a deep voice.

"Huh! How do you know these things? Sure enough, the black-clothed man's blood-colored eyes flickered. Apparently very wary of the wind night chief telling his identity.

"Demon Evil Blood Guard No. 1, usually the highest martial arts, can advance to the Xuanling Realm, your original realm should be the completion of the Tongqi Realm, among the four groups of Demon Evil Blood Guards in Longkou Town, how many will be such realms, only you, a group of No. 1 have this possibility." The wind and night are long and eloquent.

"Hmph, who am I? You're the freak that Helin said you were talking about, right? I know so much about us, and I can't spare your life today. Boy, you're smart but you're being mistaken by smart. Blood Guard No. 1 smiled, pulled out a blood-colored long knife in his right hand, and rushed over with a faint red light in his left hand.

He naturally heard the mistake in Feng Yechang's words, Feng Yechang had always thought that his realm had advanced to the Xuanling Realm, in fact, his original cultivation of the Great Completion of the Tongqi Realm had already degenerated into the early stage of the Tongqi Realm under the backlash of blood oaths and exercises, and today he had just recovered to the peak of the middle stage, even so, he could already feel that his current cultivation was much higher than that of the Dacheng period that day, so he had the confidence to challenge the elders and protect the Dharma.

Since the young man on the other side didn't see through it, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to find out. With a teenager who has never met, confessing that his cultivation has declined, he doesn't have this cheekiness. What's more, the two are already in a state of hostility to the death.

The reason why Feng Yechang said such a thing was mainly to buy some time, and in addition, to verify his own doubts. Otherwise, even if you escape, these situations can only be your own guesses, and there is no evidence to confirm them at all.

Under the inducement of a few words, this Demon Evil Blood Guard No. 1 told him what he wanted to know, and it was also because he was too arrogant and didn't put Feng Yechang in his eyes at all.

"Chivalrous sword!" Feng Yechang didn't dare to hold it up, and his most powerful move at present was only the "Three Strikes of the Heroic Sword" obtained the day before yesterday. Although he has not yet practiced to the realm of Dacheng, he can also use the "Bladeless" sword to instantly strike out a force of 100,000 catties.

This kind of power can at least be achieved by a martial artist in the early stage of the Xuanling Realm, and in terms of strength alone, Feng Yechang is on par with this Demon Evil No. 1.

"Hehe, little mongrel, martial artists fight, strength alone is not enough." Blood Guard No. 1 was triumphant, the blood knife in his hand had cut a long hole in Feng Yechang's abdomen, blood splattered, and a sharp pain hit his whole body, and Feng Yechang's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmph, there's also a body protection spirit armor, it's okay! I tore it apart with a knife. What a tempting taste of blood! Bloodguard One smiled cruelly. Seeing that Feng Yechang was slashed by himself, leaving only one wound, this demon blood guard attributed it to the "shield skin soft armor" outside Feng Yechang's body.

How did he know that Feng Yechang's body was far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, and even if he didn't have a spirit armor on his body, he couldn't cut a fatal wound with a single sword.

Wind Night Chang's swordsmanship is known for its heavy and fast skills, and in front of opponents of equal strength, he can take advantage of it. However, at this moment, he is facing an opponent whose realm is far beyond his own, and the art of heavy sword has become his own shortcoming, competing with the Xuanling Realm with the speed of the meditation realm, so what is the advantage?

The sword technique of the Blood Guard No. 1 is smart and weird, the moves are wonderful, each knife hides countless changes, if you immediately judge the position of the first sword, and use the heavy sword to block and break it, immediately, you will be cut out of a deep wound on your body.

Bloodguard One, who had the upper hand, got carried away, and from time to time let out a shrill laugh, and his expression was extremely rampant and disgusting.

In the eyes of Blood Guard One, Feng Yechang was already a piece of knife meat, and a picture of Feng Yechang about to be cut into pieces, holding Feng Yechang's trembling tender heart and liver, and eating it in one bite seemed to have appeared in front of his eyes.

The extremely confident Blood Guard No. 1 did not pay any attention to the scars on Feng Yechang's body, although he was still bleeding, he was being healed by a faint multicolored brilliance, and the resistance of the young man in front of him did not weaken at all.

Feng Yechang had his own plans, he endured the pain all over his body, and only used the first two styles of "Basic Sword Technique and Wave Breaking Technique" and "Heroic Sword Three Strikes" to entangle with Blood Guard No. 1, but he was constantly narrowing the distance between him and this Blood Guard No. 1.

In the middle of the Tongqi Realm, the power of heaven and earth has gradually merged with the martial artist, and these attribute powers help the martial artist to double his strength and speed, but he can limit the opponent's strength and speed.

Therefore, it is not easy for Feng Yechang to break through every step and block a sword light, but fortunately, Feng Yechang has such divine power, coupled with the bladeless heavy sword with infinite potential, he can have this ability, but it is also very difficult to move forward.

"I won't play with you anymore, I'm really annoyed!" Blood Guard No. 1 let out a strange scream, and the blood knife in his right hand slashed out a bloody mouth again under Feng Yechang's body, and the blood light in his left hand flashed, and a blood-red qi was punched into Feng Yechang's body, wanting to end the battle quickly.

This blood-red energy is the one that Blood Guard No. 1 obtained from that fragment, which is called the "Blood Interceptor". This palm can penetrate the power of qi and blood he cultivated into the opponent's body, causing his blood to condense until he loses resistance.

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