Zhou Yiping, who showed his true body, didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, but looked at Li Yuanxi with interest.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Which mountain master is your husband?"

Li Yuanxi rolled his eyes, as if he was not interested in this question.

He glanced at the blood cloud in the sky and said with a smile, "If you take this blood cloud, I will tell you who my husband is, how about it?"

"Hahaha, you're not very old, but your eyesight is really good. What do you think? What do you think of this blood feast as a congratulatory gift to your husband?"

The color of madness in Zhou Yiping's eyes surged, and his laughter became more and more crazy, standing in the blood cloud, and suddenly the sound of thunder spread over the capital.

The smile on Li Yuanxi's face gradually disappeared, and he said coldly, "It's not good."

Zhou Yiping stretched out his palm to catch a drop of blood and looked at it intently, as if he was looking at an extremely perfect work of art.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and hundreds of millions of blood droplets suddenly drilled out of his illusory body, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, gradually merging with the blood clouds in the sky.

The color of the blood droplets that came out had not completely turned bright red, and after the blood droplets appeared, the national fortune dragon in Li Yuanxi's sleeve became crazy and restless, wanting to break free from the prohibition in Li Yuanxi's sleeve and rush out.

That's right, these blood droplets are the national fortunes of the Liang State that Zhou Yifang controlled Yu Yang's body and absorbed in the ancestral temple.

These national fortunes were hidden in Zhou Yiping's body with a special secret method, and he has been transforming these national fortune powers into the power of blood demons for this period of time.

His cultivation was already in the middle of the Yuan Infant period as early as three hundred years ago, but when he escaped from the Han Dynasty, he was beheaded by the middle-aged Confucian with his supernatural powers.

Zhou Yiping took away the flesh shell of a foundation building monk halfway, and after coming to the Liang Kingdom, in order to restore his cultivation, he wantonly used blood demon skills and soul locking to suck blood and human souls.

A small Liang country, the strongest is just a foundation, how can he be his opponent of a Yuanying monk.

Just when Zhou Yiping was playing with the entire Liang Kingdom in the palm of his hand, a sword fell from the sky, not only cutting off the flesh shell that had taken away, but also severely damaging his Yuan Ying with the remaining sword qi.

Fortunately, the Blood Demon Gong contains a secret technique, and he uses the method of blood demon regeneration to turn the Yuan Infant into blood droplets, which are attached to the "Ghost Extinction Record" in the Sumeru ring.

As long as someone in the future generations gets this exercise to practice, he will be able to take the opportunity to be reborn and take away the flesh and shell of the cultivator.

Yu Yang, Yu Song and Wu Jun have all practiced the exercises inside.

Zhou Yiping's initial target was Wu Jun, who had good qualifications, but after Yu Yang summoned the national fortune dragon, Zhou Yiping immediately changed his initial idea.

After the battle between Yu Yang and Wang Dingzhou, it was already the end of the crossbow, and the golden dragon was taken away for no reason, and the demons in his heart had already grown and spread in his body.

Zhou Yiping then exerted influence with secret methods, so Yu Yang was completely out of control, and was finally successfully taken away by Zhou Yiping in the ancestral temple.

The two blood drops on Wu Jun's body were transformed by Zhou Yiping's injured Yuan Infant.

Now his cultivation is already at the level of Yuan Ying, with this massive amount of national fortune power, he doesn't even need to take away his physical body, and condense a blood demon true body with national fortune, but it is countless times stronger than the physical body of ordinary monks.

Although the Confucian gentleman is difficult, he is not a good character.

What's more, now that the lives of millions of mortals in the city are under his control, I don't believe that he doesn't throw a mouse.

Ye Ziyu sensed it slightly after catching a drop of blood rain, and his expression changed slightly.

The blood rain contained a sharp killing fluctuation, which was nothing to the monk, even if it was just a layer of qi refiners, this blood rain could not hurt him in the slightest.

However, he turned to look at the palace maids and eunuchs who were scattered and fled, as well as the millions of residences outside the imperial city, and the blood cloud covered a radius of three hundred miles from the capital.

Not to mention the people of the capital, even the people and animals living in the suburban market towns are afraid that they will suffer.

Wang Dingzhou and the others were also stunned after seeing Ye Ziyu's expression, they followed Ye Ziyu's actions and grabbed the blood rain in the palm of their palms

The person's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

The rain of blood in the sky, just a drop, can take the life of a mortal.

And this rain of blood has been raining for a full hour, and the millions of mortals in the city have already fallen on the road?

Zhou Yiping looked at the blood cloud above his head, and said with a smile: "Since you have seen the doorway, why don't we make a deal?"

Li Yuanxi's face was expressionless, and he said lightly, "Say."

It can be seen that this Confucian gentleman is in a very bad mood at the moment.

When the blood rain first fell, Li Yuanxi had already noticed the abnormality, but at that time, the blood cloud did not absorb the massive power of national fortune.

Such a rain of blood falling on mortals will at most only make the physically weak get sick.

And he has absolute certainty to quickly kill Zhou Yiping in front of him, including now.

What Li Yuanxi didn't expect was that the power of blood rain in the sky was increasing over time.

Especially when he completely cut off Yu Yang's body and was merged into the blood cloud by Zhou Yiping, the lethality of the blood rain had already caused a sturdy person to contract an incurable serious illness.

And when the power of national fortune was converted into the power of blood demons by Zhou Yiping by secret methods, and gathered in the blood cloud, the power of the blood water that fell was even more terrifying.

As long as Zhou Yiping induces the Blood Demon Skill, all the people who have come into contact with blood and water will be killed on the spot.

It is necessary for him to save the lives of the people in the capital while killing Zhou Yiping.

Even for a Confucian gentleman, it is indeed a little inadequate.

Zhou Yiping didn't care about the change in Li Yuanxi's expression at all, he said to himself, "Open the teleportation array, send me to Dahan, and."

His eyes instantly became hot, and he looked at the Fengxing Sword in Li Yuanxi's hand: "This sword belongs to me."

The power of the Wind Walking Sword had already been perceived when he was lurking in Yu Yang's body.

This sword was in the hands of a seventh-layer qi refiner, and it could smash the best defensive magic weapon worn on Yang Qinghua's body.

If it is held in his hand, it is definitely comparable to a divine weapon, maybe, this sword is really a divine weapon?

Li Yuanxi glanced at the Fengxing Sword in his hand with a strange expression, the quaint half-cut sword body, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He groaned slightly, let Zhou Yiping go to Dahan, this is nothing, there are many strong people there, even if Zhou Yiping has the strength of Yuanying, he can't make any waves there.

But this sword, he had a hesitant look on his face.

After a while, Li Yuanxi's figure dissipated in the air, Zhou Yiping's expression remained unchanged, he believed that Li Yuanxi would not do anything to him at this time.

After all, a gentleman.

The three people below were all slightly stunned when they saw Li Yuanxi's figure disappear, Ye Ziyu suddenly felt a palm pat on his back, and he turned his head violently.

Seeing that it was Li Yuanxi who stood behind him at some point, he looked at the long sword in his hand apologetically.

said to Ye Ziyu, "Little brother, he wants this sword of yours before he is willing to remove the blood cloud."

The words were very embarrassing, and they didn't look like him when he first appeared.

With the strength of his vision, it can naturally be seen that the sword in his hand is at least a magic weapon.

And its innate and heroic righteousness complement each other, and it is a rare treasure.

For anyone who has cultivated Haoran righteousness, this sword is the best choice.

Now Ye Ziyu and the three of them also know the horror of this bloody rain, and the lives of millions of people in the city are already in the hands of Zhou Yiping in the sky.

Liu Xiangbei and Wang Dingzhou hoped that Li Yuanxi's miraculous means could resolve this crisis.

And Ye Ziyu simply believed in the word gentleman, but he didn't expect that the final result could only be a compromise, but this was also expected by everyone.

Such a large range of supernatural spells has already affected the mortals of the entire region.

Monks who have attained spiritual attainment,

Both sides will choose to fight in sparsely populated open spaces, or in some rare small world space.

If nothing else, it's because the destructive power of the battle between the two sides is too terrifying.

In the case of Yuanying Monks, in a city like the capital of the Liang Kingdom, an entire city could be easily razed to the ground with a single spell.

The creatures living in the city don't even want to escape alive.

The reason why Li Yuanxi wanted to borrow the Fengxing Sword was to control the aftermath of the spell and prevent it from spreading, so he specially resorted to the sword technique that drew the ground as a prison.

Taking the seemingly slender circle as an example, the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power could not be felt outside the circle.

However, the righteousness contained in the circle is massive, if it is allowed to be released.

Don't say that the capital is within a radius of 500 miles, and all the buildings and forests will be leveled in an instant.

Liu Xiangbei stepped forward a little unwillingly and said, "Mr. Li, is there no other way? This little brother has no body, and only this sword has been around him from beginning to end."

Wang Dingzhou sighed abruptly, he has experienced more things in the past two days than he has experienced in other lifetimes.

The master of the Qingyun Sect, the Confucian gentleman in front of him, the blood demon Zhou Yiping in the sky, and the young man in the green shirt and sword with unpredictable origin.

Li Yuanxi's face was ashamed, and when he saw Yu Yang for the first time in the palace, he noticed that something was wrong with Yu Yang.

However, he relied on his own strength and did not kill Zhou Yiping, who showed his original form, at the first time.

Because from beginning to end, for Li Yuanxi, whether Zhou Yiping is in the early stage of the Yuan Infant or at the peak of the Yuan Baby.

He has absolute confidence that he can fight and win.

The situation has evolved so far, Zhou Yiping's plan has been the entire capital from the beginning, and what he urgently needs, in addition to national fortune, is a large amount of flesh and blood.

And this also happens to be Li Yuanxi's weakness, as he said.

The virtue of a gentleman, virtue is born by the common people, and the beasts in the forest are favored by it, but what about the same kind?

He couldn't die in the face of millions of lives, and he was coerced by Zhou Yiping because of this.

Seeing that Ye Ziyu didn't react for a long time, everyone thought that he was feeling sorry for his sword.

Li Yuanxi knew that this matter was all caused by his contempt for the enemy, so he gritted his teeth, grabbed Ye Ziyu's hand, and stuffed his jade pendant into his hand.

Ye Ziyu only felt a burst of coldness in his hand, and there was a four-character small seal faintly engraved on the jade pendant: A gentleman is not a weapon.