"No wonder he can be called the youngest cultivation genius in Anyang City, this sword alone is enough to completely defeat many cultivation powerhouses who have passed through the four realms. ”

Except for the Eastern Emperor, all the other cultivators in the valley at this moment didn't know what kind of sword Han Baichuan was using at this time, but everyone could see that Ye Haotian's situation was very dangerous.

In order to deal with the crimson sword shadows that were constantly jumping and changing between the virtual and the real, Ye Haotian had already used a free flash that purely pursued speed, but at this time, Han Baichuan's posture was extremely casual.

The game between Ye Haotian and Ma Dongxia seemed to be completely reversed at this time.

Ye Haotian seems to have become Ma Dongxia, while Han Baichuan has become Ye Haotian.

It was also at this time that Han Baichuan really said what Ye Haotian had said to Ma Dongxia before.

Han Baichuan looked at Ye Haotian mockingly, and said, "Can you be faster?"

As this voice sounded, the air around his body vibrated even more violently, and the spirit yuan aura emanating from his body was several points stronger!

With a snort, the originally illusory crimson knife light became several times wider, and the knife path that was originally straight suddenly became shaking and twisted, falling into everyone's eyes, just like in the night between him and Ye Haotian, it seemed that there was suddenly an extra red carp jumping on the water surface.

A red carp is followed by many tails, and red flames continue to gush out in front of Ye Haotian, like peach blossoms blooming, falling in the eyes of everyone, just like many red carp constantly jumping out of the water, pecking at the blooming peach blossoms.

However, in fact, these peach blossoms are formed when the red carp arrives.

Just because it's extremely fast.

It's so fast that even the eyes of the cultivators inevitably have an illusion.

Quicksand squinted, her pupils already dyed red by this crimson knife light.

She could see that Han Baichuan's Gu Blood Blade's flight at this time was actually not much faster, but because of the natural shock caused by the power infusion, the flight of this Gu Blood Knife naturally became erratic.

The path of the knife is erratic, and it is more difficult for the opponent to judge, which is equivalent to being faster.

......

A line of blood flowed down from the corner of Ye Haotian's mouth.

As his body retreated sharply, the blood thread was blown up by the wind and lifted forward slightly.

In the next moment, the blood beads formed by the shattering of this blood line did not fall down or scatter in all directions, but flew forward, attracted by the blood blade formed by the Gu worm, and instantly sucked dry.

Ye Haotian's hand holding the knife is still stable at the moment, and it doesn't seem to have any change from before, but such a subtle picture is still captured by many people.

Especially many of the people who were most concerned about his well-being.

Ye Wuying also saw such a subtle picture clearly.

He knew that Ye Haotian seemed to be fine, but under the continuous impact of the other party, the injuries in his internal organs had worsened.

"What is he doing!"

Different from other people's concerns, Ye Wuying's heart at this time gave birth to a trace of anger, Ye Haotian is a disciple he taught with his own hands, how fast his speed is, how great his strength is, no one knows better than him, even if he fights five times in a row, even if he is facing Long Eighteen and facing Gu Blood Blade, he also feels that Ye Haotian should not be injured five times or three times.

"Do you want to make a move?"

Nightghost's voice rang out, and the surrounding fog suddenly faded with her delicate voice, revealing a seductive figure of fiery red.

Ye Wuying's brow furrowed slightly under the black hat, but he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth before he could respond.

Because at this moment, Han Baichuan's mocking voice had already sounded again.

"Can you be faster?"

"Even if you can be faster, how long can your spirit yuan hold you up?"

Han Baichuan's eyes were full of pleasure.

The pleasure at this time made him feel that just saying a sarcastic word was no longer enough.

Between the palms and fingers of his right hand, some strange crimson vitality began to flow from his heart.

The red carp, which leaps in the air, begins to shrink and become smaller.

More cohesive, less means less resistance, faster and faster.

The most important thing was that the crimson vitality flowing from the palm of his right finger was not injected into the Gu Blood Blade, but instead squeezed the sword and attached itself to the sides of the blade.

It's like a smaller red fish that has grown wings.

The valley became absolutely silent, and only Han Baichuan's sneering voice echoed.

Many people already have the ending in their minds.

When the next blow fell in front of Ye Haotian's body, there would be penetrating knife wounds and blood flow on Ye Haotian's body.

However, at this moment, Ye Haotian raised his head slightly.

In the night, Ye Haotian shook his head.

"It's not that you're fast, I have to be fast. ”

"It's not that a fast knife has to be a faster knife to deal with it. ”

Ye Haotian spoke.

As he spoke, the surface of his body suddenly glowed reddish.

These crimson points of light were not sword qi, there was no killing intent, but they had a palpitating high temperature.

With the appearance of this layer of red fluorescence, Han Baichuan's red carp condensed by countless Gu insects suddenly burned violently, like a pot of hot oil suddenly poured on the red carp, making a snorting sound.

Han Baichuan, who had a blood connection with the red carp, felt as if something in his body had been hollowed out in an instant, and the backlash brought by the burning of the Gu worm made him scream in pain, and a blood arrow gushed out from his mouth.

"How so!"

Extremely shocked, Han Baichuan screamed violently.

It all happened so fast that no one could have imagined that it would be like this.

"Don't forget, I'm a teacher. ”

Ye Haotian's voice clearly came into the ears of the people around him, and then he said in a voice that only Han Baichuan could hear: "My blood, not everyone can drink it. ”

Han Baichuan didn't understand this sentence, and there were few people in the entire continent who could understand it.

Ye Haotian has the soul of the demon god in his body, although he was temporarily suppressed by Zhou Qitian with the purification technique, but the power of the true demon in the blood is still there, just like when he killed Ying Jiu by controlling the collision of the demonic qi and divine blood in the demon soul, for these bloodthirsty Gu worms, Ye Haotian's blood is a deadly poison, he doesn't even need to use the power of the divine blood at all, he only needs to slightly raise the temperature of the soul of the demon god, and he can make it go up in smoke.

Han Baichuan never dreamed that the opponent he faced would be the son of the Demon God, and naturally he would not understand the deep meaning of Ye Haotian's words, and for a moment, a blank look appeared on his face.

This is the perfect time to strike back.

Ye Haotian did not take the opportunity to take the knife, but held the knife in his chest and looked at Han Baichuan quietly.

Han Baichuan's brain was a little blank, but after all, he was a rare cultivation genius in Anyang, and he quickly woke up from the shock.