Xuewen slowly opened his eyes, and his face was as calm as ever. ▲ to read ■ book ̄ book □. 〈1〈k to a look n□s_h◇u□. to see c_c book

Stretched out his scarlet tongue at the corner of his lips, with a chilling coldness, his inexplicable cold eyes stared at Hong Yu tightly.

Under such a gaze, Rao is Hongyu's strength increased greatly, and he also felt a coolness coming from his heels, almost all over his body.

Hong Yu took a deep breath, looked sideways slightly, and looked at him.

At this moment, the noisy battlefield became silent.

Rao is is hunting and killing the powerhouse of the Blood Demon Palace like a feast, and Xingtian, who devoured his soul, also sensed it, stopped, and flew lightly to Hong Yu's side.

The two stood side by side.

Xuewen glanced at Hong Yu, then at Xingtian, showing a playful look: "The strength of the two of you is really beyond the expectations of this seat, I thought that this time I came in to go to Xuanbing Valley to comprehend a set of secret methods, and by the way, wait for Liang Huran and them to kill you, and then refine your soul, be proud of the hellfire, and avenge my little apprentice Xueqingyi." ”

"But now it seems ......"

Blood Wen glanced at the battlefield strewn with corpses, especially the body of the four great Yuan Fetal Realm powerhouses swept by, and the blood was filled with a trace of annoyance.

The light in his eyes was fixed on Liang Huran's body.

Liang trembled, as if he had thought of something, and said, "Palace Master, please forgive your subordinates!"

"Great Elder, you've really disappointed this seat!"

Bloodman sighed.

Liang Huran showed a panicked look on his face, and said: "Palace Master, please spare me this time for the sake of my subordinates' dedication to the Blood Demon Palace over the years!"

"Do you do your best?"

Xuewen sneered, "Don't you really think I don't know? Over the years, although you have collected a lot of resentful spirit power for me, but you really don't know the benefits you have secretly deducted?

"What?, palace master, are you ......?"

Liang shuddered.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood why Blood Wen had turned a blind eye to what he had done all these years.

Even in order to protect himself, he was willing to sacrifice his own interests in the transaction with the royal family.

Originally......

Just as he used Qi Feng and Qi Tian as a furnace, in order to devour the two of them in the future, he planned to improve his Heavenly Blood Demon Sutra cultivation. Look at the book and look at the 〈〈._1◇k to see a to n ̄s to h◇u◇.□cc

In the plan of the blood text, he is just a furnace!

"Palace Master, please ......"

Liang Huran didn't finish his words.

The blood suddenly turned into a blood mist and disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he had already come to Liang Huran's side, and his white hand grasped Liang Huran's neck.

Liang wanted to resist, but now that the Heavenly Blood Demon Sutra in his body seemed to be invisibly suppressed, he couldn't move at all.

Blood Wen grinned a hideous smile: "Don't waste your efforts, this day the Blood Demon Sutra was taught to you by this seat, how can you resist?"

As he spoke, two miserable white fangs suddenly grew out of Xuewen's open mouth.

The fangs, which used to be normal size, are now as long as a baby's fingers.

"No, don't ......"

Liang roared in horror.

Xuewen leaned over suddenly, and the two sharp fangs pierced directly, cutting through Liang Ran's neck artery, and the blood continued to be swallowed down the fangs.

Along with it, Liang Huran had cultivated the Heavenly Blood Demon Sutra skill for a hundred years.

Liang Huran's body became thinner and thinner, his eyes bulging out, with strong unwillingness and resentment.

It's a pity that all this regret has been too late.

"Bang!"

When Xuewen sucked up the last drop of his blood, his body turned into powder in the palm of Xuewen's hand, flying all over the sky.

"Shhhh

Blood Moon yawned, a look of satisfaction.

Smashing it, smashing it, he said with some regret: "The blood of the Heavenly Blood Demon Sutra for a hundred years tastes really good, but it's a pity, but the power of resentment in it has been devoured by others, so that the cultivation of this seat, which should have broken through the Yuan Shen Realm, has not improved much." ”

As he spoke, Xuewen looked at Hong Yu.

In his eyes, a trace of greedy rainbow light jumped: "However, if it can devour your little guy, it will be enough to raise this seat to the Yuan Shen Realm, right?"

Hong Yu: "......"

Meng Chenggong: "......"

Other powerhouses: "......"

Everyone looked at the blood with a strong sense of jealousy. ■△ To ※ read the book ◇◇ book.

Meng Chenggong frowned even more: "This blood is so cruel, Liang Huran is also a generation figure, but he was swallowed up so easily." Moreover, it seems that the blood text has been suppressing the cultivation of the cultivation now, and he now gives me the feeling that it seems that he is only one step away from entering the Yuan Shen Realm, and this time, Hong Yu is in trouble!"

............

After sighing with emotion, Xuewen looked at Hong Yu: "Little guy, General Meng and you have an agreement on ten moves just now, right?"

"That's it, this seat won't bully you, only three moves!"

Blood Wen's words were calm, but with innate pride and confidence, "If you can't be solved within three moves, this seat and the Blood Demon Palace will no longer embarrass you." How?"

"Three moves?"

Hong Yu's eyes jumped.

The body of the blood text that suddenly disappeared was extremely weird, similar to a flash of lightning, and there was no trace to be found.

In addition, Liang Huran had no power to resist in his hands.

And he is now so confident that he threatens to kill himself in three moves.

These all made Hong Yu feel the strong self-confidence of the blood text, and naturally, there was a huge pressure.

"No matter what, this battle is inevitable!"

Hong Yu took a deep breath, his sword eyebrows condensed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll fight you!"

"Hahaha, good, it's really a genius......"

Blood's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Hong Yu's heart jumped, and the alarm suddenly appeared.

The next moment......

He saw an inexplicable smile on the corner of Xuewen's lips that blended coldness and mockery, and his body suddenly turned into blood mist and drifted away.

"Not good!"

Hong Yu paid close attention to his surroundings.

Suddenly!

"Over here!"

He spun around sharply, and his arm blessed with cyan dragon scales blasted out with a punch.

"Huh?"

There was a soft sound in the void.

Hong Yu's fist, which can smash a mountain, was actually grabbed by someone.

At a side glance, it was Xuewenzheng's five fingers bluffing, grabbing his fist tightly.

"Shhh

Hong Yu tried to pump his fist back, but the five fingers of the blood were like steel casting, and it was difficult to break free.

The light in his eyes shone with a hint of coldness.

Hong Yu took a deep breath and looked at each other.

Xuewen grinned and said, "Little guy, your perception is quite sensitive! It's a pity that your strength is still too weak!"

Grabbed Hong Yu with his left hand, slowly retracted his right hand, bent his arm and condensed his fist, and smashed it at Hong Yu's face: "This is the first move!"

"Buzz!"

The fist shadow roared, so close, it was difficult for Rao is Hongyu to use an electric light to dodge and get out of the way.

The light of the eyes beats fiercely.

Hong Yu took a deep breath: "Break it for me!"

As soon as the voice fell......

At the same time as the blue light on Hong Yu's arm flowed, the silver blade also whistled out, and a few sonic booms that cut through the air sounded.

Transparent and bright, like the claws of the Grim Reaper's scythe, suddenly ejected out.

It's a claw that tears the sky!

"What the hell?"

Blood Wen was suddenly shocked.

The sharpness of the claw made him feel a palpitation, and he quickly let go of his palm and burst back.

Rao is so......

The sharpness of the claw that slashed between the ejections was still a piece of flesh on his palm, dripping with blood.

Blood Wen stood in the distance, looking at his palms in amazement.

Blood was running down there.

He looked at Hong Yu in astonishment: "You actually hurt me, you can hurt me, make me bleed?"

His voice grew louder and louder, and at the end he roared almost hysterically.

"Hahahaha, how many years have I been, I haven't been injured since I became the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace, and you actually let me get hurt?"

Bloodstream laughed wildly and wantonly, "Good, good, good." As a thank you for making this seat bleed again, this seat has decided that it will not kill you directly later. I will restrain your cultivation, freeze you on the furnace, boil your body little by little, drain your blood......"

As soon as the words fell, Xuewen rushed over.

His arm jerked out.

A blood-colored light surged out from his shoulder and spread along his arm.

As this blood-colored light spread, Xuewen's arm gradually expanded, giving birth to extremely strange changes.

It turned out to be a completely blood-colored palm.

Or rather......

This is simply a ghost claw, and between the flow of Sen Ran's blood and light all over it, it condenses into a terrifying skeleton, with fangs and claws, and blue-faced fangs, and comes hoarsely at Hong Yu.

"This is the Ghost Face Yama Fist?"

Meng Chenggong, who was watching the battle, twitched in the corners of his eyes and let out a shocked voice.

Ghost Face Yama Fist!

The heaven-level top-grade martial art is a powerful martial art that only the palace master of the Blood Demon Palace can cultivate, and it is said that cultivating this martial art requires hunting hundreds of grudge-ridden butchers.

Absorb their souls and merge them into their arms.

A mere punch is enough to increase the power by several notches, and it is a famous stunt of blood.

Meng Chenggong also had a duel with the blood in the past, and he was defeated by this ghost-faced Yama fist.

He couldn't help but look at Hong Yu worriedly: "Hong Yu, Hong Yu, don't be stupid to fight him again." This ghost-faced Yama fist is not something you can resist, and finding a way to dodge it as soon as possible is the only choice! If you continue to resist, I'm afraid that your little life will be confessed here!"

On the side, one of Meng Chenggong's partial generals said: "General, the blood is so powerful, isn't Hong Yu dead?"

"Unless he can dodge, he will surely die!"

Meng Chenggong hadn't spoken yet, and another general said.

There are also people who still have a grudge against Hong Yu: "This kid actually killed the three brothers of the Shi family, and he deserved to die!"

"It's a pity that such a genius!"

"What about geniuses? There is never a shortage of amazing and brilliant people in this world, and if you can't go to the end, no matter how talented you are, you can't be as good as a steady rookie!"

Meng Chenggong's face was expressionless and did not say a word.

Meanwhile......

Xuewen's move Ghost Face Yama Fist also came to Hong Yu.

In the face of such an attack that made Meng Chenggong helpless, Hong Yu exhaled lightly.

Finally, it's done......