"With some eyesight, you can actually see that I am in the Refining Gang Realm?"

Qingkui smiled coldly: "It's a pity, I found out too late!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored frost spreading on the ground rose in unison, and the frost turned into a blood snake.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand snakes roared in unison, hissing, and pounced on Ye Qing.

"You go first!"

Ye Qing slapped his palm on Tao Xian's body, which was stiff, and sent it softly, pushing it away, sending it away from the range of blood-colored frost, and as soon as he left the range of blood-colored frost, the cold in Tao Xian's body disappeared without a trace, and he regained control of his body.

"Helper, be careful, I'll call someone!" After getting out of danger, Tao Xian did not hesitate and turned to leave, leaving a dashing back.

Ye Qing: "......"

No, isn't this usually said by a helper like me? For example, the little ones, if you resist it, will I call someone?

Why did you come to me and give it the other way around?

Who's the leader?!

"Boy, your people have all run away, you better tie up your hands, maybe Lao Tzu will be merciful later, and it will make you suffer less!"

"Hehe, good intentions!" Gathering his mind, in the face of the surging blood snake, Ye Qing's five fingers moved slightly, only to see that the blood snake in the air slowly retreated in the process of pounced on him, leaving only white ice crystals, and when it flew three inches in front of Ye Qing's body, it seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and it all shattered together, turning into frost and snow.

"How come?" Qingkui's face changed, his expression was shocked, and he didn't know what was going on.

He just felt that when those blood snakes swept in front of Ye Qing, he suddenly lost control of the blood snakes.

Qing Kui slapped out his palm, and his palm suddenly turned blood red, and the air within a range of tens of zhang around him seemed to be ignited, and all of them turned blood.

The palm of the hand fell, the blood was blazing, poetic and picturesque.

But under the picturesque, everything is silent, the evil spirit is rampant, the ground, the grass and trees, and the rockery are covered with a layer of blood red, covered with frost, and gradually withered, withered, and melted.

"Heavenly Yin Bloody Hand"

This is Qingkui's famous stunt, called Tianyin Blood Hand.

The name of the exercise he practiced was "Tianyin Blood Sutra", and after cultivation, he could condense Tianyin and Blood Evil in his body, which was a very yin damage and domineering Gang Qi.

Among them, the cold can freeze the body's qi and blood, meridians, and hurt people invisibly; the blood can silently invade the body of others, pollute the qi and blood, dissolve the flesh and blood of the other party, and even affect the spiritual wisdom of others unconsciously.

The Tianyin Blood Hand is a palm technique in the "Tianyin Blood Sutra", which can maximize the power of the Tianyin Blood Demon, under one palm, everything is frozen, the flesh and blood are melted, and it is the most ruthless and domineering.

Of course, he didn't want Ye Qing's life for the time being, so this palm was left behind, but even so, in his mind, this palm was enough to severely damage Ye Qing.

On the other hand, Ye Qing also seemed to be scared stupid, standing in place dumbfounded, motionless.

However, just as Tianyin's bloody hand was about to fall on Ye Qing's body, Qingkui's hairs stood on end, and he felt a strong crisis.

The next moment, Ye Qing, who was originally sluggish, suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it, and the blood in the sky entered his abdomen.

"It's good, it's cool, my heart is flying, and the taste is okay!"

Ye Qing licked her lips and smiled lightly.

Qing Kui's face changed greatly, but he did not retreat but advanced, turning his palm into a finger, and with a finger, wisps of blood came out through his fingers, yin and evil and weird, as if containing strange power, as if he wanted to destroy everything, shrouding Ye Qing's whole body.

"Finger of the Bloodborne"

However, as the blood finger fell, Ye Qing was like a flowing cloud in the wind, his posture was swaying, chic and calm, and he could dodge Qing Kui's blood finger every time.

And after the last wisp of fingers dissipated, Ye Qing's figure disappeared abruptly, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Qingkui.

The flying sleeves shoot horizontally, and it is a big wave.

"Flying Sleeves"

Feeling the majestic strength like a river behind him, Qing Kui was furious, the other party was obviously only in the late stage of the extension, but the strength and majesty contained in this sleeve were not inferior to him, and even exceeded.

You know, he's in the Gang Refining Realm!

"Could it be ......" A possibility suddenly appeared in Qingkui's heart: perfect pulse extension!

Only when the pulse is perfectly extended, the twelve canons, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the three hundred and sixty points are fully opened, can there be such a strong true qi!

However, how can a small Anyang County have a perfect pulse?

Even if he was born in a famous family, he just had no time to expand his veins, that is, he only opened the twelve canons, the six veins of the strange meridians, and the three hundred acupoints.

How can it be?

Qing Kui was uncertain, but the energy behind him had swept in, he didn't dare to slack off, let alone stay strong, the sky yin blood was urged with all his strength, and in the roar, like a blood moon rising from his body, the thick blood color was like a substance, rushing out in all directions.

"Boom"

In the roar, the blood that had been pouring out in all directions rolled back like waves crashing against a cliff.

Obviously, his temperament is not as strong as the other party.

The blood color rolled upside down, and Qingkui staggered back, only to feel that his organs were cracked.

But in the next moment, something even more terrifying happened, only to see Ye Qing stretch out his hand and shake it, and the blood color that filled the void, as if he had been pulled, rushed to Ye Qing in mid-air, and finally gathered into a blood bead and fell into his hand.

"This ...... This is impossible, how can you collect my Heavenly Yin Blood?" Qing Kui looked stunned.

A person who expands the pulse realm, the true qi is more powerful than him, he endures it, who makes the family a perfect extension.

But you're not afraid of my heavenly yin and blood, don't be afraid, but you raise your hand and accept it, what's going on?

He had seen the exercises to restrain the blood of the heavenly yin, and he had also seen strange martial arts, but he had never seen such a strange situation.

But behind the strangeness, there was an ominous premonition, as if something was out of his control.

Ye Qing pinched the blood bead in his hand, although it was only the size of a walnut, but he felt an extremely terrifying cold and bloody power on it, if he threw this blood bead down, it was no exaggeration to say that it was enough to destroy half of the Iron Cloak Gang.

In terms of the power contained in it, he also had lingering fears.

It can only be said that the Gang Evil Qi of the Refining Gang Realm is much stronger than the Invisible True Qi of the Expanding Pulse Realm.

And Qing Kui's evil qi is even more extraordinary, stronger and more weird than ordinary Binghuo and Decanic Gang Qi, and it can be easily subdued and killed in the later stage of ordinary Tuomai.

But on the contrary, this kind of evil qi is based on blood, supplemented by cold, sorry, the devouring power of the blood in his body happens to be the nemesis of all blood!

In fact, when Qing Kui first started, the blood in his body throbbed, and he had an instinctive desire and greed for the blood qi that filled the air.

This is also the reason why he knew that the other party was in the Refining Gang Realm, but he didn't plan to escape, he had food in his hands, and he didn't panic in his heart!

Otherwise, he would have smeared the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away!

"Probably...... Your anger likes me!" Ye Qing played with the blood beads in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Why does God like you so much?" Qingkui's eyes narrowed slightly, naturally he wouldn't believe Ye Qing's nonsense, but he really couldn't figure out why the other party was able to take away his Tianyin blood, and his heart was irritable.

Moreover, if you can't take Ye Qing anymore, drag it down, and wait for the other party's people to come, which will be a trouble.

"Fight quickly!" A chill burst out in Qing Kui's eyes, he didn't believe it, he couldn't deal with a Tuomai realm with a refining realm.

"Boy, don't be complacent, Lao Tzu will let you see the true strength of the Refining Gang Realm!" As he spoke, a bronze mask appeared in Qingkui's hand and put it on his face.

Then, two wisps of blood spilled out of the corners of Kyungkui's eyes and slowly flowed down the bridge of the bronze mask's nose.

As the blood remained, strange lines appeared on the bronze mask, and the blood slowly seeped into the bronze mask, outlining a tiger-like pattern, lifelike, majestic and majestic.

"Boom ......"

The next moment, an extremely terrifying evil aura erupted from the bronze mask, and the surging and majestic evil qi almost condensed into substance, like mist.

"Kill...... Kill ......"

In the evil atmosphere, there were faint bursts of horses' hooves and the sound of rushing and killing, the drums were like thunder, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse, as if it was a battlefield confrontation, was full of anger.

At the same time, a phantus wearing dragon pattern armor, holding a green dragon glaive knife, and wearing a bronze mask appeared behind Qingkui.

The bronze mask was exactly the same as the mask on Qingkui's face.

"Roaring ......"

The phantom roared in the sky, and the rolling evil qi poured into its body, and the phantom gradually solidified, like a real battlefield general.

"Kill ......"

The general shook the glaive knife, the ground under his feet shattered inch by inch, the tiger's eyes widened, and he spit out the word "kill".

Suddenly, a terrifying ferocity and evil aura poured out from the general's body, which was the real fierce might, and the real warrior who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

Under the ferocious power, Ye Qing only felt frightened and trembled, if he was a person with a weak will, just a roar was enough to be frightened.

"Kill ......"

The next moment, the general held the knife in both hands and slashed at Ye Qing.

"Boom ......"

An extremely terrifying sword pierced the void, as if it was about to shatter this heaven and earth.

Mountains and rivers are discolored!

Heaven trembles!

"Can't stop it, play big!" Under the knife, Ye Qing's body was cold, without the slightest desire to resist, this was the real battlefield killing knife, simple, fierce, but infinitely powerful, melting all the ferocity, killing, momentum, and change into one furnace.

One knife is a thousand knives;

A knife is the one who blocks it;

He can't stop it, even if there are two more of him, he may not be able to do it!

Ye Qing's figure moved, sweeping to the side.

However, the wisp of the sword seemed to lock on him, and as soon as he moved, the sword light followed.

Before the knife arrived, the strength was in the air, and there were countless criss-crossing knife marks on the ground, which were several zhang deep, the walls were destroyed, the mountains and rocks were broken, and it was a mess.

Unable to hide, Ye Qing had such a thought in his heart.

But if you can't hide, you have to hide, and if you don't hide, you die.

Ye Qing exerted the fragrance of the sea of blood to the extreme, like a breeze, light and nothing, but as fast as lightning, resisting the strength with qi, dodging the sword power that filled the void.

At the same time, his eyebrows were swollen, and his spirit was outward, looking for the weak point of the air engine in the air.

Keep distancing yourself from the falling blades.

In Qingkui's eyes, Ye Qing is like a candle flame in a storm, even though the wind is like rage, the rainstorm is monstrous, the candle flame is flickering and flickering, faint, but it is always like a bean, not extinguished, exuding a warm light in the darkness and despair.

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