"Are you crazy?"

Seeing that Yang Mucheng was pressed again, even Qi Yuanhong couldn't help but exclaim.

"I don't believe it, my dignified martial artist at the peak of the primordial infant can't clean up a little bastard like you!"

Rumble!

Qi Yuanhong didn't care about hiding at the moment, a low roar came out of his throat, and a terrifying blood-colored light was churning all over his body. Everyone looked at it, and they all gasped, it turned out that it was not the real blood, but the blood mist rising from Qi Yuanhong's body.

If you say, Yang Mucheng seems to be a monstrous demon god at the moment.

Then Qi Yuanhong is like the Blood River Ancestor!

"He actually refined it!"

Wang Renjie shouted.

"What kind of martial art is that?" Lu Yao'er hurriedly asked.

"Blood River Divine Skill!A mid-grade martial art...... But the content is incomplete, only one-twentieth!" Wang Renjie's face was full of shock.

There are a lot of exercises in the Yin Ghost Sect.

Most of them were stolen from ancient tombs, many of them intact, but many more were incomplete. In order to expand their connections, the Yin Ghost Sect often gives these incomplete martial arts to others. This Blood River Divine Skill, due to its age, is even more incomplete to the extreme. Part of it is scarce, part of it is disordered, although it is a ground-level martial art, but no one dares to cultivate at all, if you are not careful, you will go crazy!

But he didn't expect that Qi Yuanhong actually comprehended part of this crippled martial art!

Boom! Boom!

Just when everyone was shocked, the two sides bombarded together.

One glowed with monstrous blood, and the other shrouded in a terrifying black light.

These two people are like big devils released from the Demon Domain, fighting desperately at this moment. Even a hurricane, centered on the two of them, spun wildly. Almost at the same time as this hurricane appeared, it was already soaring into the sky and sweeping the sky!

While constantly rotating, it rolled up the stormy waves.

Withdraw!

Withdraw!

Withdraw!

The people in the dragon hall around them retreated again and again.

One by one, their eyes widened and they looked at the sky in disbelief. The one that was swept into the sky was not only the sea water, but also the demon king could be seen constantly struggling in the tornado. But this struggle is very pale.

The knife-like wind rotated the sea water like a meat grinder, sticking to the scales of the monster and slashing wildly, almost instantaneously grinding it into a piece of minced meat.

Original.

The rising sea water was still a transparent blue, but in an instant, it had already turned into a terrifying blood-colored tornado!

At this moment, both Yang Mucheng and Qi Yuanhong gave up all their skills, and they were all defending frantically with a posture of fists to the flesh and short-handed combat. Nowadays, the competition between the two sides is bloody, whoever can't support it first will fall first!

"I'll see how long you can hold it out!"

Qi Yuanhong almost crushed his teeth.

He could see that Yang Mucheng, who was shrouded in the demon god at this moment, was already covered in blood. Every time after a blow, the pores of Yang Mucheng's body would overflow with a trace of blood, and the whole person looked even more hideous than him.

Even.

When Qi Yuanhong blasted out, he could even hear the bones on Yang Mucheng's body 'clicking'. Every time he knocked Yang Mucheng back, he would think that this kid would never be able to stand up again. But in fact, it was the opposite, Yang Mucheng was not repelled by him, but in the next moment, he rushed madly with a more courageous attitude.

"What kind of magic is this!"

Qi Yuanhong almost wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time.

Yang Mucheng is also to the extreme. If you look inside, you can see that none of the bones in his body are intact, and the bones of his fists are almost shattered. Muscle breakage, meridian rupture...... Even the heart pulses began to break.

It can be said that if Yang Mucheng stops now, he will become a wasted person.

This time, he has put himself in a position where he has to fight.

Or raw!

Die or die!

This is the opportunity to seek a breakthrough in the line between life and death!

How many people died on this last line because they were only short of the last step and could not achieve the transformation from death to life. And today's Yang Mucheng can only rely on his will to support.

"Give me death!"

Qi Yuanhong roared angrily.

Rumble!

He waved his right hand forward, and at this moment, the blood mist that shrouded his body was actually mixed with internal strength, and suddenly it turned into substance, under a pair of shocking pupils, like a stormy wave that swept the heavens and the earth, it suddenly rolled up to a height of ten thousand feet, and then there was a galaxy that seemed to fall from above the nine skies, and slapped towards Yang Mucheng.

This Blood River Divine Skill is similar to the Demon God Sacrifice, both of which are blood-burning and life-fighting exercises.

But.

Unlike the Demon God Sacrifice, the Blood River Divine Skill uses its own blood. It must be known that the qi and blood of a warrior also contain power. In the process of martial arts cultivation and forging, every drop of blood contains the aura of heaven and earth.

This blood river magic skill is to force out the aura contained in the blood!

"Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the only one!"

"Qi Yuanhong, if you want to kill me, you're far from qualified!"

Yang Mucheng looked at the river of blood pouring down, laughed wildly, at this moment, he didn't retreat but advanced, but slapped it fiercely towards the river of blood pouring down!

Notice.

In ancient times, when the immortal gate was opened, there was no distinction between good and evil in Kyushu, and there was no right way and no evil way. Later, there was a distinction.

One is to distinguish between good and evil with a style of conduct.

The second is to use exercises to distinguish between good and evil!

The righteous path exercises are pursued in a steady and gradual manner. He won't make you invincible all the time, but he will win on a solid foundation!

The evil way exercises are the opposite. Although it is eerie and eerie, although it is powerful, the martial artist is easily affected by the exercises.

Yang Mucheng and Qi Yuanhong, whether it is the Demon God Sacrifice or the Blood River Divine Skill, they seem to be real evil Dao exercises, and they are all evil and terrifying. But now it is the opposite, Yang Mucheng has no demonic energy in the face of this monstrous blood river.

However, whether in the eyes of Qi Yuanhong or in the eyes of everyone in Longtang, Yang Mucheng's palm is evil and cannot be evil!

Yang Mucheng used manpower to resist the river of blood that fell from the nine skies, which no one dared to do. But on the contrary, Yang Mucheng did it. Not only did he do it, but he also thought about completely shattering this river of blood!

This moment.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath!

This is the line between life and death for Yang Mucheng.

success, he is on the rise.

Defeated, he will never recover!

Under the gaze, the attacks of the two sides have already collided fiercely!

(End of chapter)