The ice and snow shield condensed by Luo Xue was pierced in the blink of an eye, and under Luo Xue's sonic boom, his spiritual sense also fell into a brief blank.

The place where Xiao Yi stood was opposite to the back, and as soon as he saw that something was wrong, this made Xiao Yi's spiritual sense highly concentrated and condensed the sword intent! Again, a layer of sword intent directly stirred up around Xiao Yi's body, bringing up a fierce invisible sword qi.

The sword qi swept away, and there was a continuous explosion in the air, and the dust beside Xiao Yi was also scattered in all directions.

At this moment, the invisible sound wave was actually cut off by Xiao Yi, this is the sword qi! This invisible sword made Xiao Yi understand something in an instant. But he didn't have time to dive in.

"Four suns and one finger turn into four swords!" Raising his hand, the four rounds of scorching sun transformed into four brilliant golden long swords and flew out.

At the moment when Luo Xue's spiritual sense was restored and his eyes were condensed, the blood condensation demon thorn was already in front of him, only less than half a meter. At such a close distance, Luo Xuelian had no chance to block, only subconsciously retreated. At this moment, two golden swords staggered, and the blood thorn was divided into two swords!

On the other side, Xuanyuan Tian's situation was similar, but when Xiao Yi's center of gravity was on Luo Xue's side, a blood thorn still scratched Xuanyuan Tian's cheek.

This was originally thought to be just a skin trauma. The bloodthirster laughed!

"Finally...... Let me catch one!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yi turned around in a panic and was relieved to see Jin Yujiao and Xia Xiyuehai safely standing in the distance watching the battle. If the battle has reached the Spirit Saint level, although Xia Xiyue and Jin Yujiao are both Spirit Venerables, and they have grown up not weakly, Xiao Yi just doesn't want them to fight, because Xiao Yi doesn't want the two children to be hurt a little bit.

Although this will make the two little girls lack exercise, the man in black in front of him is really not suitable for exercise. With the precedent of a black-clothed flower thief, Xiao Yi was really afraid, and the ranking of these two black-clothed people was still above the flower thief!

"Don't worry, I'll catch it first...... It's him!" The Blood Drinker roared, and several seals were formed in his hands.

"Uhhh

Xuanyuan Tian covered the face that was bruised by blood thorns with one hand, his eyes actually became blood-red, and the face he covered actually became thinner. The color of blood gradually disappeared on Xuanyuan Tian's face......

"Xiao Tian!" Xiao Yi saw the pain in his heart, and when he wanted to step forward, a tall man in black held a sledgehammer and smashed it down! This made Xiao Yi have to stop, swept out the eye of the sun, and forced the man in black to retreat.

And the man in black? When Xiao Yi was puzzled, Luo Xue also fought with a man in black. And the figure of the man in black actually looks like the flower thief before?

Until he saw the mask, Xiao Yi felt a chill in his heart, the one who fought with Luo Xue was a yellow mask, and the one who was fighting with himself was a black mask. Among the black-clothed people present, there were actually four of them. Moreover, at this time, Xuanyuan Tianhai fell for the trick of the Blood Drinking Demon, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"Xiao Yi, this is not the previous flower thief, because this one is ...... There is no breath of life!" Luo Xue was short, dodged the cold light drawn by the dagger in the hand of the man in black, and shouted at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi turned sideways and avoided the sledgehammer, only then did he realize that the black-clothed man in the black mask was also lifeless.

"Puppet?" Xiao Yi was shocked, only to find that the fingers stretched out by the gray-masked illusion demon were moving rapidly, and every time the rhythm was moved, the puppet would have corresponding movements.

As for Xuanyuan Tian, there was no movement, the hand holding his face was slowly lowered, and the messy black hair was also scattered in front of him, covering his face.

The pale face, in the black hair, loomed in horror. Xiao Yi and Luo Xue shot wildly, but these puppets were not afraid of life and death, although they only had fluctuations in the early stage of the Spirit Saint, they were not flashing.

The black-masked puppet sledgehammer fell, and Xiao Yi rose to his feet, and a sword cut a hole in the puppet's chest. However, the puppet still rushed up as if it didn't feel anything, and there was not the slightest blood spilling out of the wound......

The Blood Drinker ended the seal in his hand, "I can only suck up so much blood with a small knife wound." After saying that, the Blood Drinker licked his lips and enjoyed it.

"Then let me collect the last of your blood, and then give you to the phantom demon to refine it into a puppet!"

The pickaxe is one meter and two meters long, and has an oval iron ball at one end, half a meter long. The oval-shaped iron ball had many blood-colored barbs and barbs on it. The iron ball is connected by a long iron rod with a grip at the other end.

The barbed barb shone with a blood-colored glow, and as the Blood Drinker rushed forward, it smashed down with a pickaxe.

"Xiao Tian!" Xiao Yi had a spiritual explosion under his feet, and his speed directly exceeded that of the black mask puppet, and he went straight to Xuanyuan Tian.

"Leave me alone, leave this bastard to me. Xuanyuan Tian's hoarse voice exuded a strong killing intent.

A blood-colored aura slowly ignited from around Xuanyuan Tian's body, "Blood Drinking Demon, hehe, in front of me, it's just a blood-drinking clown, let you see, what is called, bloody!"

An incomparably strong aura erupted, rolling up a monstrous blood-colored storm, a thick smell of blood wafted out, and at the same time, there was also a breathtaking killing aura!

A blood-colored single horn slowly grew out of Xuanyuan Tian's head, and the moment the single horn appeared, Xuanyuan Tian's temperament changed dramatically. When he opened his eyes, a stream of blood shot out, and a blood-colored storm reappeared and stirred around his body, and his uniform was reduced to rags in an instant.

Those blood-colored eyes were full of blood, killing, cruelty, and bloodthirstiness. Even the Blood Drinker who rushed up was frightened by this breath and slowly withdrew his blood pickaxe.

The scarlet aura slowly condensed behind Xuanyuan Tian, raised his head, and looked at the Blood Drinker with his bloody eyes. Being stared at by Xuanyuan Tian, the Blood Drinker swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and always felt that Xuanyuan was a Blood Drinker, and he was a clown...... This feeling is like facing your own superiors, coming to this deep inner oppression.

"Blood-stained battle armor holds the sword dance, Shura will kill the sword from me!"

The killing intent of the sky was entangled with the blood-colored aura, turning into a shocking blood-colored giant sword, which was held in the hand by the blood-colored Shura phantom behind Xuanyuan Tian. This time, the Blood Demon Shura was more condensed and more terrifying than when he fought against Peng Yi before, because this time, Xuanyuan Tian not only blessed the Weeping Blood Dragon Costume, but even the Horn of the Shura was summoned.

The wound on his face had long since disappeared, and only the aura like blood was wrapped around it. At this moment, Xuanyuan Tian's momentum completely crushed the so-called, blood-drinking demon.

Looking at Xuanyuan Tian's changes, even the Illusion Demon frowned, and the blood-colored phantom was full of danger.

Xuanyuan Tian held the weeping blood dragon teeth in both hands, and seemed to slash down slowly, and the huge phantom curse behind him was also holding the blood sword, slashing down!

Then, a shocking blood rainbow flashed in the dark night. The Blood Drinker hurriedly swung the blood pickaxe in his hand and smashed it upward, bringing a wave of blood.

The red light flashed, the blood wave shattered, the blood pickaxe shook and flew, and the body of the blood drinker was shocked for hundreds of meters, and on the street, a bottomless ravine was also cut, and the incision was extremely smooth, and there was a trace of blood-colored aura.

"Ahem. The Blood Drinker coughed up a mouthful of crimson blood and touched the torn flesh on his chest, which was actually deep in the bones.

The power of a sword shocks the man in black.

At this moment, the Blood Drinker Demon no longer had the rampant just now, and hurriedly took out a blood-colored elixir and was about to take it. Another blood-colored sword slashed horizontally.

Fear, the Blood Drinker felt a deep fear, it was also the late stage of the Spirit Saint, and the spirit technique he cultivated was also biased towards the demonic nature, and his power should not be underestimated, so he was actually defeated by such a child.

When death came, it was the devil who ate the blood of others to show a smile of relief.

The magic trick devours humanity and devours people's hearts......

"Boom!" two black figures appeared in an instant, blocking in front of the Blood Drinker.

After the roar, there was minced flesh, rags, and severed bones on the ground, but there was no blood.

......The two masks fell to the ground and shattered, and it was not difficult to see that one was yellow and the other was black. At the last moment, the Phantasmagoric Demon sacrificed his two puppets to save the life of the Blood Drinker.

"Huh~" The red mask on the blood drinker's face slowly cracked. Xuanyuan Tian's sword qi still hurt his mask.

When the mask fell to the ground, Xiao Yi and the others were shocked.

The face, without the slightest blood, and as dry as white bones, was completely a face covered with skin, and the remaining two eyes were shaky, as if the eyeballs would fall out of their sockets when touched.

"Ahhh At this time, the illusion demon walked over.

"Brother...... Let's go. The bitter voice of the illusion demon is no longer weird as before.

This scene made Xiao Yi feel weird.

"Old Illusion, why are you saving Lao Tzu, get out of here, let me die! This face? It's better to kill me!" The cry of the blood drinker seemed a little funny, and that dry face, Xiao Yi didn't believe that there were really tears that could flow out.

"Smack!" the Phantom Demon lifted the black coat and slapped the Blood Drinker on his withered face. "In order to save me, didn't you also cultivate this magic trick in the first place, so that you became a human being and a ghost, and you had to rely on drinking blood to survive. Can Lao Tzu forget this love?"

"Although we are about to fall into demons, Lao Tzu will not let you die!" the illusion demon roared, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, his hands quickly sealed, and slammed on the essence blood on the ground.