"Who is he?" a middle-aged man in a bloody robe on the side pointed at Ning Feng.

"My lord, he is ......" The short man was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while, after all, their cultivation below the fifth level of the Spirit Sealing Realm was at most a squad leader, and they usually didn't have much chance to contact these Dharma protectors at all.

It's just that the two brothers didn't have any scheming, but they were favored by the blood demon and stayed by their side to be dispatched.

"I'm the one who attacked him last night, look, I'm about the same age as the person you're going to capture. ”

Ning Feng took the initiative to speak, and the Dharma Protectors who were sitting in the seats were stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't help but look at Ning Feng in unison. Ning Feng was also looking at them, because of the relationship between the cultivation of the Chaos Ancient Demon Sutra, he could see through the cultivation of a person who was in a great realm higher than himself.

There are a total of eight people sitting on the left and right, and there are a few empty seats, six of these eight people are all strong people under the spiritual veins above the eightfold spirit seal, and the remaining two can't see through, that is to say, the lowest is also the double spiritual vein.

Originally, according to his expectations, it was impossible for the Blood Demon to bring a bunch of strong people with him every day, it was estimated that there were only four or five strong people who sealed the spirit, who knew that as soon as the scimitar boy made a fuss last night, the Blood Demon immediately summoned all his subordinates to come, these are only nearby, and some of them can't catch up with the errands, if they all arrive, Ning Feng feels that he is afraid that he will only wipe his neck and commit suicide......

Ning Feng was a little helpless in his heart, but now he had to bite the bullet and take one step at a time. He is not very worried about the strong spirit seal, he can suppress the speed by using the sword Ling Tian, but the strong spirit vein is a little fatal, the speed is not slower than his own, and the endurance of spiritual power is afraid that it is stronger than his own, plus this is still other people's territory, it seems that even if he turns around and runs away immediately, he may not be able to run away.

It's better to kill the blood demon first, let these people mess up, and then wait for the opportunity to kill them, which is better than the current chance.

But Ning Feng had made a very fatal mistake from beginning to end, that is, he had fallen into a misunderstanding: the Blood Demon was seriously injured.

Seriously injured does not mean that there is no power to fight back, and the greatly reduced combat power of serious injuries is only for people of the same level, Ning Feng is relying on his strong blood and abundant spiritual power to assassinate at the next level, but this does not mean that he can kill at the same level.

It was also after this lesson that Ning Feng slowly grew up, at least he would not underestimate any opponent again.

"No, you're not!" On the steps, the depressed old man suddenly raised his head and stared at Ning Feng, his tone was a little hoarse and weak, and the expression on his face was a little weird.

"However, your blood qi is very vigorous, and if I suck you, my Blood Demon Dafa will definitely go further, and my precarious body will also be renewed!"

The Blood Demon licked his lips, and suddenly his mouth seemed to spit out something, his hair began to grow redder and redder, and began to stand up, his eyes were full of bright blood red, and the wrinkled skin seemed to be about to fall off, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, Ning Feng actually heard the sound of his skin contracting and detaching from his bones.

His breath had been weak, but his body slowly stood up, the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot, and he was bent down, looking like a dying old man who was weak and sickly.

"Blood Demon Dafa!"

Ning Feng only felt that the blood around his body began to boil, and it seemed to be uncontrollable, his face began to turn red, his breathing was extremely heavy, his skin began to be congested, and his blood vessels seemed to be about to explode.

"Ah......" Ning Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, breaking open the rattan, and rolling on the ground with his head in pain.

"Hahaha...... I didn't expect to pick up the treasure this time, you two go down, I will reward you heavily when I go back!" The Blood Demon was excited when he saw Ning Feng's vigorous blood, and laughed and motioned for the two brothers who brought Ning Feng to go down.

The two hesitated, afraid that if the two of them left, Ning Feng would definitely die!

"Didn't I hear that, I'm going to enjoy this delicious prey, get out!" the Blood Demon spoke again, his tone unmistakable, as if the two brothers would die on the spot if they didn't leave.

Ning Feng on the ground suddenly jumped up, seemed to be in pain, and crashed headlong into the middle of the two brothers.

"Let's go, I'm fine. Ning Feng whispered in the ears of the two, and then one in each hand, he pushed the two to the ground heavily, and he himself staggered back a few steps, and the dagger in his arms fell to the ground.

The Blood Demon leaped forward, about five steps away from Ning Feng, and when he landed, his face was a little ruddy, and he coughed heavily.

The Dharma protectors next to them saw that the blood demon wanted to eat, and they all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look. The Blood Demon also laughed disapprovingly, in order to deter his subordinates, every time he entered * blood, he would let his subordinates watch from the sidelines, which was indeed psychopathic and distorted.

"Blood Devouring Technique!" the Blood Demon snorted, his hands were full of golden spiritual power, and blood spurted out of his mouth, like a poisonous snake, heading straight for Ning Feng.

When it was too late, Ning Feng's painful expression disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly pulled up the dagger and threw it towards the blood demon, on it, there was a spiritual power package, and the spiritual power flowed out, which was the place that distinguished the Linghui and the Sealed Spirit Realm.

The Linghui realm can only use spiritual power around the body of a martial artist, but a strong person who seals the spirit can wrap the weapon with spiritual power and leave the body.

Ning Feng's body rose suddenly, and the sword Ling Tian was extremely fast, holding the giant sword in his hand and soaring in the air three times, he shouted and slashed directly at the top of the blood demon's head.

The blood demon didn't mess up at all, but smiled even more strangely, looking at Ning Feng with a gaze like a lamp moth to a fire.

Keng ......

The dagger was only lightly touched by the blood demon, and then the trajectory hit the giant snake on the staircase wall, the giant snake did not move, the snake apricot spat out, and the dagger collided with its blood-red scale armor, and then fell to the ground softly.

Ning Feng's eyes were fixed on the Blood Demon, success or failure was on this sword, he didn't cast the Eight Hundred Spirit Sword Seal, because there was not so much time to prepare, he asked himself that he definitely didn't have time to form a sword move, this Blood Demon had already avoided it far away, which made him see the disadvantages of his martial arts more clearly.

In the air, Ning Feng held a broadsword, carrying a fiery red furious spiritual power and smashed it on the head, if this sword hit, Ning Feng was confident that the blood demon would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

The sword momentum has been formed, and the wind is gusting, and it is only half a foot above the blood demon's head at this moment!

Ning Feng was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly, but the next moment, his eyes were completely dull, and even turned into shock and disbelief.

The Blood Demon suddenly stretched out his left hand, which was wearing gloves, red and white, embroidered with patterns, dazzling, and even more golden and brilliant under the wrapping of the Blood Demon's spiritual power.

Table tennis......!

Ning Feng's broadsword was grabbed by the Blood Demon with one hand, and then as if the power of a thousand catties came, the broadsword was broken into two pieces.

The Blood Demon's other hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the blade of the broken sword floating in the air, and then threw it at Ning Feng.

"Ahh

Ning Feng was extremely shocked in his heart, it turned out that the strength of the peak powerhouse of the spiritual vein was terrifying, breaking the broadsword had made Ning Feng incredible, and what shocked him even more was the sword wound on his thigh.

The blade of the broken sword was actually shattered into pieces by the violent spiritual power thrown by the blood demon, and it hit Ning Feng's body together, and there were nearly ten wounds all over his body!

"Heh, boy, it's just a heavy sword at the phantom level, and you still want to hurt my blood demon?

Ning Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, now I am afraid that I really have to explain here, the metallic spiritual power is long with explosion, and there is a gap between himself and the Blood Demon Realm, and the only eight hundred spirit sword seals that can be used are not used at all.

This is better, the rest of the place is okay, it is all skin trauma, but the right leg is injured in a key acupuncture point on the inner thigh, and the circulation of spiritual power is laborious, I am afraid that the half-body martial art of Imperial Sword Ling Tian can also maintain more than ten breaths at most.

However, Ning Feng didn't plan to be caught with his hands tied, he couldn't live, even if he bit it with his mouth at the end, he would have to leave a few tooth marks on the blood demon's body.

"Boy, your blood is really making me a little reluctant to kill you, it's a pity, my cultivation is too low, otherwise I will have to give it up, and this skin hasn't been changed for many years!"

Ning Feng broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, just thinking about it, such a pervert who took away himself and occupied his body to do evil, he shuddered and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Hey, it looks like it's almost there!" The Blood Demon suddenly wrapped his golden spiritual power around his body again, and ran towards Ning Feng, who clenched his fists on the ground, intending to make a final fight.

Originally, he wanted to try to break the sword, but he found that he couldn't take it out at all, which made him wonder, are they all uncles, the little wolf was injured and fell asleep, there was no way, and it was understandable that the old ghost consumed too much.

But your broken sword, since you came out of the mountain, it has become heavier and heavier, and I will hang up, so you just ignore me.

Ning Feng was about to fight hard, but he saw the blood demon retreat suddenly, and when Ning Feng looked at him again, he found that this guy's forehead was inexplicably swollen and an egg as big a bag.

"Who, come out, actually plotted against this seat, so daring!"

The blood demon shouted angrily, touched his forehead, and suddenly gasped, and then looked at the small pit on the ground that was smashed by small stones, and his heart beat inexplicably.

"My lord, the White Lotus of the City Lord's Mansion said that I want to see you!", a tall thin man in a bloody robe suddenly broke in.

"Why is she here, a yellow-haired girl who has not dried up! Just say I'm not here, you guys, go over and watch, don't let her see any clues. The Blood Demon said to the few people next to him who had been keeping their heads down.

When a few people heard this, if they were amnestied, they bowed down and left together, it seems that there are not many perverts like blood demons in the White Snake Hall, although these people are cruel and bloodthirsty, but this blood demon is psychologically distorted, Ning Feng thought in his heart.

"Hey boy, we ......"

Before the blood demon's words fell, a scimitar flew and went straight to the blood demon's life, but it was a young man who had a relationship with Ning Feng, his eyes were cold, and he was full of fighting spirit, and he didn't know what kind of elixir he had taken one night, and his injuries were actually healed.

"Let's go, I don't like people to hold me back!" the scimitar boy said coldly.