Seeing that this Purple Crowned Daoist was about to break free, Hu Yang was afraid that he would hurt the brothers around him, so he couldn't care about it, and as soon as the spiritual power of his right hand appeared, it turned into a spiritual power chain, and he wrapped around the Purple Crowned Daoist's neck. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hurry up! Hu Yang shouted sharply, he found that a burst of blood qi suddenly appeared on the body of this Purple Crowned Daoist, and his abdomen was injured by this blood qi just now, if these Brotherhood people don't leave, I'm afraid it's really too late.

Hu Yang's spiritual power chain came in an instant, and it was accurately wrapped around the neck of the Purple Crowned Daoist.

However, he found that there was also a faint blood on the neck of this purple-crowned Dao person, although it was only a thin layer, but it made the spiritual power chain no longer able to penetrate into the slightest.

Seeing that the spiritual power chain was ineffective against him, Hu Yang raised his arm high and smashed it into the head of the Purple Crowned Daoist with a single punch.

Hu Yang's fist is strong and heavy, if it is smashed, I am afraid it will be enough for this Purple Crowned Daoist to eat two pots.

The Purple Crown Daoist only felt that the fierce wind was attacking behind him, and the blood and qi on his body were vigorous, and he wanted to block Hu Yang's punch.

Click, there was a sound of glass breaking.

Hu Yang's fist was stuck in the blood, and as soon as the blood touched Hu Yang's skin, it began to erode towards Hu Yang's arm. I saw that the skin on Hu Yang's fist began to gradually turn black, and red lines like blood spread towards Hu Yang's arm.

The Purple Crowned Daoist laughed proudly, and said in a sinister manner: "Xiao'er, today I will let you die to understand, this is called blood devouring, it will make your whole body festering and die, and even the internal organs will be affected. ”

"Giggles, cluck, your mother. Hu Yang spat at the Purple Crowned Daoist, because Hu Yang was lying on his back, and this thick phlegm was impartially spit in the mouth of the Purple Crowned Daoist who was still laughing.

After Hu Yang finished spitting, he held back the pain, withdrew his right hand, and regardless of the injury on his hand, he smashed it towards the head of the Purple Crowned Daoist again. In the face of Hu Yang's strong fist, the Purple Crown Daoist didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly ran the exercises and blocked Hu Yang's fist again.

"Hmm!" the Purple Crowned Daoist snorted. In order to resist Hu Yang's punch, Ziguan Dao's heart was in a mess, and he accidentally swallowed Hu Yang's thick phlegm.

"Ahh・・・・・・h The anger in his heart also reached a point of no return, and the Purple Crowned Daoist shouted with grief and indignation: "Rats, if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces, I will be in vain." ”

The Purple Crowned Daoist was furious, and the blood and qi around his body were so thick that they almost condensed into substance.

"It's not good!" Hu Yang secretly screamed in his heart, but this blood qi was something he had seen before. At that time, when he was still facing Zhu Xiaotian in the Qi Refining Period, this exactly the same blood qi also appeared from his body, and Hu Yang suffered a big loss of this blood qi at that time, and now in the face of the monks in this foundation building period, Hu Yang could not resist this blood qi.

Hu Yang hurriedly let go of his arm, and the spiritual power chain shot out, wrapping around the trees next to him, and his heart moved, and the spiritual power chain pulled Hu Yang to the side.

But Rao is like this, Hu Yang is still a beat slower.

The body touched the chest and arms of the Purple Crowned Daoist, and the upper part had been eroded by blood qi, revealing many dense wounds, which were as if they were left after being burned by fire, red and black, making Hu Yang almost unable to stand up in pain.

"Lord, God, leave 80,000 points of energy, and give me the rest to use to repair my body, quickly. Hu Yang saw that this Purple Crowned Daoist had begun to climb up, and his heart was even more anxious at the moment. Looking at the brothers of the Brotherhood who were still shooting arrows around him, Hu Yang knew that he couldn't retreat, and he had to fight to the death today, although he had no chance of winning this battle.

I saw a blue light lingering around Hu Yang's wound, constantly repairing Hu Yang's injured body.

"Kill your sister in your arms!" Hu Yang opened his mouth and roared, rushing towards the Purple Crowned Daoist who had already gotten up.

"Don't!" the little fat man exclaimed, and the poisonous arrows in the blow arrow were blown towards the Purple Crowned Daoist like money, and three arrows in a row accurately hit the critical position of the Purple Crowned Daoist's panel, but they were blocked by the blood and qi all over his body. Before the sound of the collision could be made, the three poisoned arrows were melted away by the blood qi.

"Gang Master Hu, you go quickly. We're in the way here. Xiao He also shouted loudly.

But they didn't say anything yet.

Hu Yang hugged the Purple Crowned Daoist who was about to float into the air again, and the two fell heavily to the ground together. As soon as Hu Yang's body touched this Purple Crowned Daoist, a mushy smell came from his chest.

The members of the fraternity present also smelled this smell at the same time, which made their expressions change, and everyone used all their strength to pull the bow and arrow more round, even if the blood marks on their hands were strangled by the bowstring, they were not moved, just hoping to help Hu Yang share a little pressure.

And Hu Yang now felt as if he was being roasted on a fire, and after the flesh and blood on his body were roasted by the blood, he shrank up one by one. And the blue light on Hu Yang's body continued to help Hu Yang start to repair his body, making him even more miserable in this mixture of hot and cold, but Hu Yang didn't scream in pain, he wrapped one hand around the neck of the Purple Crowned Daoist, and one hand began to hit the face of the Purple Crowned Daoist uninterruptedly.

The Purple Crowned Daoist was horrified in his heart at this time, although his blood qi could prevent Hu Yang's fist. But every punch that hit him still shook him dizzy, as if he was facing boulders falling from the sky.

And the blood qi on his body invaded Hu Yang's body and fists again and again, but this strange Hu Yang continued to repair his body, and the strength of his hands became heavier and heavier, and he scattered this blood qi a lot several times. Although the Purple Crown Daoist didn't believe that Hu Yang could break his Blood Qi Mist Armor, he was a foundation building period monk who was pressed and beaten like this, which violated his dignity as a strong man, which he would never allow.

What made the Purple Crown Daoist vomit blood the most was that this Hu Yang was muttering in his mouth while fighting back. As a monk in the foundation building period, the Purple Crown Daoist naturally heard extraordinarily, and listened to Hu Yang's scolding of him word for word.

Hu Yang's mouth turned around with a few words: "Old Zamao, the foundation building period is right, you want to kill me, the blood is right! After Hu Yang didn't shout, he must have smashed a punch, so that this Purple Crown Dao people knew his rhythm.

The Purple Crown Daoist was furious, but he had nothing to do with Hu Yang who was crawling on him. So he turned his gaze to the dozen or so monks of the Brotherhood not far away, and the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, and these few people became the best targets.

"Give me death!" the Purple Crowned Daoist gritted his teeth and said coldly.

With a wave of his arm, a half-moon-shaped blood qi slashed towards the few people who were bending their bows and shooting arrows. It's as fast as electricity. (To be continued.) )