Feng Yi was taken aback, hurriedly moved his hand, and swung a strong palm wind to resist the attack, and at the same time turned over and retreated. After stabilizing his figure, he looked at it, but saw that the eyes of the person who came were blood-red, and there was a faint red light on the upper and lower parts of the body, which was full of murderous intent and terrifying.

Feng Yi couldn't help but ask, "Who are you and why did you sneak attack me?"

The person who came slowly raised his head, his face was full of murderous aura, and when he saw Feng Yi's face, he was surprised, and said with a smile: "You don't care who I am, you just need to know that you have become my prey." After saying that, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.

Before Feng Yi could react, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the sleeves of his shirt had been torn to pieces, leaving several deep blood marks. Feng Yi was extremely surprised, hurriedly used his body method, and hid everywhere, at the moment he couldn't figure out the details of the people, it was better not to face the enemy head-on.

But this person chased after him relentlessly, pursued quickly, and with Feng Yi's current cultivation, he was forced to only parry for a while, and had no power to fight back. After dodging for a few more rounds, I suddenly felt a cold wound that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, this person's attack is poisonous!"

Fengyi hurriedly ran the Taiyi Ding to dissolve the toxins, which was born from the founding Shending, growing all things, and naturally melting all things. In just a few moments, the toxins had been completely dissolved, leaving only a faint pain.

After a few more rounds, Feng Yi gradually figured out the details of this person, although this person's body method is fast, but every movement will leave a faint blood and red light. If it was someone else, it might not be able to see it, but Feng Yi was carrying a heavy light divine pupil and the Nine Songs of the Son of Heaven, how could he not see it? Feng Yi saw the opportunity, and suddenly transported out the Big Dipper Seven Spirits, and punched the person in the chest.

I saw him snort, looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body fell heavily on the grass, and he slid for more than ten zhang before stopping.

Feng Yi looked at it coldly, wanting to remember which tribe's master this person was, but as soon as he stopped, he immediately got up, but instead of attacking himself, he looked at the blood he spurted out, his expression was crazy, and he flew into the air violently, and actually sucked back those bloods.

Feng Yi was extremely surprised: "What kind of magic is this, how can it be unheard of?"

The man ate his own blood, smacked his mouth, and his expression returned to a trace of normal, and he looked at it with hatred.

It was only at this time that Feng Yi saw this person's appearance clearly, it turned out to be Yan Long, the lord of Si Youguo, who was dignified and handsome before, how could he become such a ghost as soon as he entered the mountain?

I saw that Yan Long's fair face was flushed with a trace of blood red, and his eyes were even more red, which was very terrifying. He breathed secretly, as if Feng Yi's blow just now hadn't hurt him much. After a moment, he waved his hand, and saw a cloud of red and black light flying over, directly enveloping him.

Suddenly, the red light disappeared, and the light mist dispersed, and it turned out to be countless extremely small birds gathered together.

Feng Yi exclaimed, "Hole Bird?" In an instant, he understood why he had seen so many giant beasts die violently on the ground before, and they were so miserable. It seems that these birds are doing good things. As the name suggests, this bird is pervasive, and each one has a long and thin beak, extremely tough, once the prey is targeted, even if the body size is like a giant in the Southern Wilderness, when encountering them, they will be instantly sucked dry of blood, and even eaten up the blood, turning into a pair of white bones.

But the Lord of Si You's country has become so crazy at this moment, is he cultivating some kind of magic skill? Looking at the situation just now, I am afraid that the exercises he cultivated still rely on the hole bird to suck blood.

Feng Yi said: "Lord Yan, don't you know that hunting, the living creatures that must be caught?"

Yan Long smiled and said, "Of course I know that although those giant beasts have been drained of blood, they are not dead. ”

Feng Yi suddenly said: "So that's the case, then I won't rob your prey, don't pass by." He was about to leave, but he heard a cold laugh behind him, and he was immediately alert, and when he turned around, he was hit by the sword qi of the princes, although he didn't take out the sword and cast it, but the power was still very amazing.

Yan Long's speed was extremely fast, and he attacked more than a dozen moves one after another like lightning before he dissolved Feng Yi's sword qi, turned over and retreated, and stabilized his body.

Feng Yi smiled and said: "Lord Yan, you are not my opponent, why bother to entangle?"

Yan Long said coldly: "You have seen through the exercises of our company's Youguo, you can't die if you don't die." ”

Feng Yi Daqi: "Why is that?"

Yan Long said: "People are terrible, this exercise is called the Dafa of Transforming Blood, and you must rely on sucking blood to cultivate, the more you suck blood, the stronger your skill will be." And once you start, if you don't have blood to eat, you become extremely debilitating. ”

Feng Yi's heart moved, and he said, "Has the Lord of the Yan Kingdom ever sucked human blood?"

Yan Long was silent for a moment and said, "Suck." ”

Feng Yi's face turned cold, and he was full of luck, secretly thinking that if this person was a demon who careless of people's lives, he would immediately subdue him, and save him from harming the world again. Before he could make a move, he heard Yan Long say: "It was a fight with someone and I was seriously injured." The Chinese people took the initiative to send their own blood to save my life. ”

Feng Yi was stunned, his body relaxed, and said, "Nothing else?"

Yan Long said: "No, I have always cultivated with beast blood, although it is not as good as the essence of human blood, but it is not about the same." ”

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Then what is there to worry about? The Lord of the Yan Kingdom sucks the blood of beasts to practice, but more people in the Great Wilderness hunt spirit beasts for delicious food, is there any superiority or inferiority?"

Yan Long shook his head and sneered: "Your Excellency is still too young to know what people say is terrifying. Think about it, if others knew about your and our Youguo's blood transformation Dafa, would they believe that our Youren never sucked human blood?"

Feng Yilang said: "It doesn't matter what others think, just sit upright and sit upright." ”

Yan Long was silent for a moment and said, "Your Excellency should have heard of the legend of the nine-tailed fox and the elixir of immortality. It is rumored that the blood of the nine-tailed fox can refine the elixir of immortality, but throughout the ages, no one has ever heard of an immortal. If the rumors are true, then how could the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan fall into today's situation? But it is such a rumor that has turned an immortal clan in the East China Sea into a demon fox spurned by many people in the Great Wilderness today!"

Feng Yi's heart shook when he heard this, and he couldn't deal with it.

Yan Long stretched out his arms, a layer of blood enveloped his body, looked at Feng Yi coldly, and said, "So no matter what you are today, I can't let you go." After that, the whole person seemed to turn into a red lightning, and in an instant, it was as if a crimson storm had been set off in the jungle, and it clicked.

Feng Yi laughed, the cold light flashed in his hand, and he already held the water-avoiding sword in his hand. He moved his divine sense slightly, and the spiritual power of the three tripods in the dantian poured into the sword like a tide. With a slight wave, in just an instant, hundreds of changes were divided, easily defusing Yan Long's rapid attack.

Feng Yi held the divine sword, pointed diagonally downward, and said with a smile: "Can Lord Yan know this kind of swordsmanship?"

Yan Long gasped slightly, and exclaimed, "Three...... The three-vehicle swordsmanship of the Gumu clan?" his expression turned into horror: "The sword in your hand is the legendary water-avoiding sword, and you are the young master of Great Xia!"

Feng Yi smiled: "Lord Yan has good eyesight. Now that you and I are even, how about we not see each other?"

Yan Long stood still, silent. Feng Yi laughed, put away the sword, and walked towards the mountain.

After moving forward for a while, Feng Yi suddenly regretted slightly, he shouldn't have revealed his identity so easily. But then I thought about it, although this person looked evil, he knew that his cultivation was not as good as his own, but he did not hesitate to protect his countrymen. Such an act is a hero. Such a person should not sell himself.

Put your mind at ease and move on. As soon as I crossed a jungle, I suddenly saw a monkey with three heads shuttling through the forest, it was extremely flexible, and in the blink of an eye it had traveled a distance of dozens of feet.

Feng Yi was overjoyed: "I finally met it." He stepped on the air wave under his feet and flew past, but he heard a shout: "Wait a minute, don't run." Another voice said, "What's the use of you calling it? This monkey has always been naughty, so hurry up and chase it." The first voice said, "What do you know? I'll scream a few more times to distract it......

Suddenly, a third voice called, "Stop arguing, stop arguing, the monkey is running away." ”

Feng Yi turned to hear a whirring wind, and he took a look, but saw a three-headed countryman running on the ground, and the speed was also extremely fast, closely following the spirit monkey.

Feng Yi smiled secretly: "It turns out that he is chasing the spirit beast in his own clan, but it is the first time he has seen such a disobedient spirit beast." ”

He was competitive for a while, and hurriedly poured spiritual power into his feet, soared through the clouds, and caught up.

I saw the three spirit monkeys running in the forest, flickering east and west, flickering left and right, and actually turning the three Chinese people behind them. These three Chinese people have three heads, and naturally they also have three mouths, and they are very noisy along the way. I'm afraid that if each of them has their hands and feet, they will quarrel.

Feng Yi smiled secretly: "What a strange tribe. I laughed at the monkey. ”

With that, his figure flashed, and he crossed the three clansmen above his head, and the lightning flew through, through the dense leaves, and flew out a subtle sword qi, heading straight for the spirit monkey. This sword qi is not very powerful, but it is enough to seal the meridians of this spirit monkey, and when its qi and blood are not smooth, no matter how fast it is, it will not be able to exert its body technique.

How do you know that the three heads of the spirit monkey looked at the front and back and left and right respectively, and the surrounding scene was in full view, it seemed to see the sword qi attacking, and swept its tail violently, and with a bang, the sword qi was resisted, and it was not even hurt by a trace of fur.

Feng Yi was surprised and shouted: "I can't hold a monkey from you today, where will my face be put when it spreads?" Thinking about it, he recited the mantra violently, and the kundi ding in the dantian spun violently, giving birth to a trace of spiritual power and merging into the taiyi ding. In this way, the spiritual power became dozens of times stronger in an instant, like a small stream turning into a surging river.

Feng Yi introduced the spirit of Kundi into the sword, scorching light, and then let out a soft roar, he split five or six big trees with a single sword. The swift sword qi was like cutting tofu, and it was not hindered in the slightest, but it crossed the heads of the three spirit monkeys and stabbed into the mountain grass.

The next moment, the grass shook violently, undulating in all directions, as if turning into a sea of green, swaying.