That headless corpse is the bloody Rakshasa!

"Blind and strong guy......"

The tower man glanced at the corpse of Rakshasa, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then looked at Wei Yuan, who was covered in blood, with a slightly solemn expression. The latter's method of killing the enemy is not at all like a decent style, and it is not much better than their bloody sect.

But no matter how ruthless the means are, the strength is this, what qualifications do you have to shout?

"Boy, the one who dares to kill my bloody sect is a kind of you! But you're going to pay with your life! ”

The tower man's body moved, like a blood shadow flashed, and then with a fierce punch, with a muffled sound, it slammed towards Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's face was expressionless, and he also punched out, but this time he touched it, and he completely lost the upper hand, and with a bang, Wei Yuan's figure flew out like a cannonball, and there was no movement.

"Hmph, vulnerable! Just this bit of ability to be a hero? ”

The tower man withdrew his arm, shook his head, and then turned around, and his evil gaze fell on Mu Qingci's body again.

At this time, the latter, looking at the direction in which Wei Yuan was flying, his eyes were full of worry.

"Little beauty, you're still worried about yourself first, right?" The man in the iron tower had a lewd light in his eyes, rubbing his hands, and slowly approached Mu Qingci.

Mu Qingci stepped back in a panic, the tower man smiled, and then quickly approached, but at this moment, there was a loud shout behind him.

"Six wounds, open!"

A strong wind struck, the tower man instantly put away his frivolous posture, a trace of solemnity crossed his face, and when he turned around, a figure wrapped in red steam quickly swept over, and a fist smashed over.

"Still looking for death?!"

The man in the iron tower twisted his face and punched out, but this time, Wei Yuan's figure did not fly out again, but only took a few steps back.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, the latter's strength had obviously increased by a level, although it was still inferior to him, but it was undoubtedly much stronger than just now.

"It's ...... Seven Wounds Fist Intent! ”

Mu Qingci's mouth opened slightly, in the sect, she had an understanding of all the vein martial arts, Cui Weifeng's Broken Jade Martial Classic was the strongest and the most difficult to learn, and the basis for learning this Broken Jade Martial Classic was this Seven Wounds Fist Intent.

These seven injuries are divided into seven layers, one injury and one heavy day, and the increase of each injury and the load on the body are multiplied.

And Wei Yuan is now open to six injuries, this level is obviously not supported by Wei Yuan's body, and the surface of the body where the golden light is flowing is constantly emitting blood mist, as if a layer of red steam is shrouded in the body.

Wei Yuan's expression at this moment was also very painful and hideous, obviously suffering severe pain.

"Seven Wounds Fist Intent?! You have reached the sixth injury, you kid is really a demon, so I categorically can't keep you alive until tomorrow! ”

Seeing Wei Yuan's appearance, the man in the iron tower was shocked, he had seen the power of this Seven Injuries Fist Intent, and when he saw it at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart. But fortunately, the opponent's strength is limited after all, and relying on the fist intent of the Six Injuries Realm, he is definitely not his opponent.

"Let me show you the true power of the Nine Revolutions and One Heavy Heaven!"

The iron tower man's sleeve robe shook, his body was like a volcano, erupting a majestic yuan force, and then his body moved, and his fist also burst out, as if it had suction, with this punch, all the yuan force around his body was absorbed by this punch, and then with an incomparably heavy breath, it bombarded Wei Yuan.

"If you can take this punch, I'll count you ruthless!" The tower man laughed ruefully.

Before this punch hit, Wei Yuan's face was squeezed by the powerful fist and changed, and his robe was even more hunting.

"Heavenly Demon Change!"

At this time, he didn't care about anything else, Wei Yuan urged the demon blood in his body, his body expanded rapidly, and his exaggerated muscles filled the loose green robe, and the power spread to the limbs and hundreds of bones.

Then a punch slammed in.

"Drink!"

In the state of Heavenly Demon Transformation, this punch in the realm of six injuries was undoubtedly more powerful, directly resisting the opponent's fist pressure.

Before the two fists touched, the two fists were already colliding fiercely, and I saw a thunderous sound erupt in the air, and it was a bit stalemate, but with the two fists touching, this blow had a result.

Boom!

The crazy energy was vented, and the surrounding tables and chairs were shattered, and then he saw that neither of them took a step back, Wei Yuan actually drew with the other party this round!

When Mu Qingci saw this scene, a glimmer of light gradually shone in his big eyes that had dimmed, Wei Yuan was able to take a blow from the powerhouse of the Nine Transformations!

She breathed a sigh of relief, but Wei Yuan's face was still solemn, he knew that the other party had not used martial arts yet, but he had opened all the hole cards, and this heavenly demon state could not last long.

So his defeat is almost doomed!

Wei Yuan shouted in a low voice in the direction of Mu Qingci: "Go, bring back the news of the rebellion of the Sun and Moon Dynasty and the collusion with the Bloody Demon Sect back to the sect!" ”

"But......" Mu Qing's words were worried.

Wei Yuan roared again, "Hurry up!" I won't last long! ”

"Want to go? It's not that easy! ”

The man in the iron tower was also afraid that the news would reach Yantian Sect, so he grabbed Mu Qingci, and Wei Yuan immediately stopped him when he saw this.

"Your opponent is me!"

Blocked by Wei Yuan, who had wings on his back, the man in the iron tower turned pale, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a trace of ugly arc, "In this way, I can only solve you quickly!" ”

Raising his hand, the rolling yuan force surged, and with a punch, he brutally blasted towards Wei Yuan, and Wei Yuan was under the damage of the fist intent and resisted stubbornly.

The fists and shadows were staggered in mid-air, looking at the young figure wrapped in blood mist, Mu Qingci's eyes flashed a little crystalline, and then he no longer hesitated, turned his head and left.

Seeing Mu Qingci's figure getting farther and farther away, the man in the iron tower was also a little anxious, and immediately closed his palms, and a trace of blood light appeared, and then turned into a flying arrow, shooting at Mu Qingci's back from afar.

On the way to run, it was as if she was locked by a dangerous breath, and a chill suddenly rushed from the soles of Mu Qingci's feet to her whole body, and when she turned her head, she saw a figure shrouded in red steam appearing in the air behind her.

Wei Yuan was holding a blood-colored flying arrow in his hand, and the flying arrow penetrated his palm, and the red blood dripped down like rain and landed on Mu Qingci's hand.

The moment the blood dripped on the palm of her hand, her delicate body trembled, and she forgot what she was going to do in her mind.

"Let's go!"

Wei Yuan glanced back at her, then flapped his wings and stopped the man from the tower who rushed towards him.

In mid-air, fist shadows flew one after another, and the blood mist was hazy, as if it was splashing with a rain of blood.

Mu Qingci couldn't bear to look at it anymore, his eyes turned red, and he quickly swept into the distance.