The strong wind carried the dust and spread, and then the two figures in the field were only after the attack, and they stepped back several steps before they stabilized their figures.

After stabilizing his figure, the palm of the Blood Withered Sect cultivator's hand twitched slightly, and the blood surged, causing the burning pain on his palm to gradually weaken, and his eyes were quite gloomy looking at Chen Lin opposite.

At the moment, his heart couldn't help but shake a little, as far as he knew, Chen Lin's strength should be around the second realm of the Immortal Monarch, but now why did it suddenly skyrocket to this point?

The aura that Chen Lin burst out of was no less than the aura of the peak of the Immortal Monarch's Five Realms at this moment, and this level of cultivation, even compared to him, was a little higher.

And the most important thing is that although he has not been cultivating for a long time, those who are familiar with him know that his age has already entered the forty-year-old mark, and he has nearly ten years more cultivation time than Chen Lin, but now the gap between the two is only a star and a half, which is not a light blow to the proud Blood Withered Sect cultivator.

Moreover, even with his talent, he was able to reach the cultivation of the Four Realms of the Immortal Monarch at this age, thanks to the strange technique of the Blood Withering Sect that could obtain spiritual energy by devouring human blood, but although this method was strong, it was difficult to have a good end, that is to say, he fought for the vitality of the second half of his life to get his current strength, and originally thought that with this strength, he was enough to dominate among his peers.

However, Chen Lin, who suddenly appeared now, told him a cruel truth, his efforts did not get the kind of strength he wanted, even a monk who was much younger than him had a cultivation similar to him.

"I've been killed since I was a child, I don't know how many people I've killed in my hands, and I've fought for the rest of my life, how can I not even compare to this kid. ”

In the eyes of the Blood Withered Sect cultivator, a chilling red gradually swelled up, and he stared at Chen Lin with a calm gaze, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost like turning into substance.

"Today, you must die!"

A roar full of murderous intent sounded in his heart, and the monk of the Blood Withering Sect slammed his palm, and the blood and qi on his arm were swirling, and then quickly condensed into a blood-colored long knife in his palm, and his eyes gradually transformed into blood-red color.

The blood poured and condensed, and the disgusting smell of blood slowly spread out from Yi Chen's body, and from a distance, the blood was permeated, like a killing god coming to the world.

"Kill!"

A low roar full of murderous intent came from between the throats of the Blood Withered Sect monk, and then its form disappeared in front of him in a flash.

"Buzz....... ”

After an instant, the space on Chen Lin's side fluctuated, and a sharp blood knife filled with blood qi directly pierced through this void, and then stabbed fiercely at his head.

Sensing the attack of the Blood Withered Sect cultivator, Chen Lin snorted coldly, and his body moved a step to the right impartially, dodging the blood spear.

"Seven Kills with a Blood Knife"

As soon as the blow missed, the blood in the eyes of the Blood Withered Sect was even worse, and the long knife danced suddenly, turning into a stream of blood shadows, enveloping all the vital points around Chen Lin's body.

"Golden Light"

In the face of the bloody withered sect cultivator's storm-like attack, the golden light on Chen Lin's feet flashed, and one after another afterimages emerged, actually directly avoiding those dense blood-colored sword shadows.

"Arhat Golden Body"

In the midst of the bloody knife's violent stabbing, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the dancing long knife suddenly froze, and the face of the bloody withered sect monk also changed slightly, only to see that the end of the long knife was actually caught by Chen Lin's two fingers filled with golden glow.

Chen Lin's swift reaction also made the heart of the Blood Withered Sect cultivator completely solemn, and faintly, he finally sensed the difficulty of the former.

Those opponents who fought against him in the past, under his offensive, almost never even had room to fight back, let alone be directly caught by the tip of the knife?

With this thought in his heart, the Blood Withering Sect monk immediately made a decision, abandoned the blood knife, and in a flash, his body turned into a blood shadow and rushed into Chen Lin's side, and above his palm, a viscous blood mist burst out.

"Bloody Palm!"

The extremely bloody bloody palm, with an extremely strong smell of corrosion, slapped directly at Chen Lin's heart.

In the face of such a fierce attack by the Blood Withered Sect monk, Chen Lin's face also crossed a sneer, his heart moved, and a golden divine ring appeared behind his head, and at the same time, a golden Arhat Dharma Statue slowly rose.

"Boom"

As soon as the golden body law phase that was several zhang long appeared, it waved a pair of golden cast arms, and slammed it with the palm of the monk of the Blood Withering Sect.

"I don't believe it yet, I can't clean you up today. ”

The attack was blocked, looking at Chen Lin, who was still indifferent, the gloomy and angry face of the Blood Withered Sect monk couldn't help but exhale lightly, and in his dark eyes, a chill surged.

Several times and three times, they did not cause the slightest harm to Chen Lin, and he finally felt a little impatient in his heart, and with a grip on his palms, the viscous blood mist continued to seep out of the pores, and finally gradually transformed into a dark red color that seemed to be blood coagulating.

"Hell Heavenly Demon Hand!"

When the shouts fell, the space in the palm of the Blood Withered Sect cultivator's hand suddenly fluctuated violently, and the space quietly spread out one after another pitch-black cracks, and that kind of sky-high killing aura made Chen Lin's face change a little.

The blood mist was filled, and as soon as his body was in shape, he turned into a blood shadow again, and with that monstrous killing, he swept away towards Chen Lin like lightning.

In the face of the unusually strong offensive of the Blood Withering Sect cultivator this time, Chen Lin did not retreat again, but there was a faint excitement on his solemn face, and as soon as his handprint moved, it was a lightning change.

"Tarzan Seal!"

Chen Lin let out a cold cry in his heart, and a turquoise light mark appeared in his palm, but as soon as this seal was completed, Chen Lin's heart moved, and the handprint did not stagnate, but continued to change at a dazzling speed.

"Huashan Yin"

Another relatively small, but extremely golden and brilliant energy light seal appeared in the palm of his hand, and then slowly merged with the Taishan seal, and finally converged.

"Hengshan Seal"

The two fused, Chen Lin took a deep breath, and the handprint actually changed again.

With a soft cry in his heart, a brilliant fiery red light burst out from his palm, and then turned into a crystalline light seal the size of a fist, slowly merging into the previous two seals.

With the fusion of the earth seal, the space in front of Xiao Yan suddenly fluctuated violently, and pieces of small space fragments actually fell from the void at this moment.

The May Seal, the three seals are superimposed, this kind of ability, I am afraid that with the cultivation of the Immortal Monarch rank, few people can fuse them so perfectly.

As soon as the three seals fused, the blood shadow came with a monstrous killing, and the palm filled with dark red viscous blood mist lined the hideous face of the monk of the Blood Withered Sect.

"Dead"

As soon as the shouts fell, the Blood Withered Sect cultivator slapped Chen Lin's chest angrily with a palm, and the space around the two also cracked open at this moment, and the monstrous blood mist filled the sky.

The fierce smell of blood came to his face, looking at the hideous face of the monk of the Blood Withering Sect, Chen Lin's eyes also flashed a chill, and the three-colored crystal handprint on his palm silently crossed the space, and then fluttered out, and the bloody hand of the former collided fiercely.

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering explosion suddenly resounded at this moment, and the rocky platform under the feet of the two of them exploded into countless debris, and a terrifying ripple of energy spread out rapidly.

"Phew"

Under the dust in the sky, a low sound of a fist falling on the flesh suddenly came out, and then a figure flew upside down from the thick dust like a kite with a broken string, and then fell to the ground fiercely, and flew on the ground for several zhang before slowly stopping.

This figure that was knocked away, covered in blood, and looked extremely embarrassed, was none other than the monk whose strength of the Blood Withered Sect had reached the four realms of the Immortal Monarch.