The black-robed old man's face couldn't help but show a hint of scarlet. The arms are like a tree, the claws are like a withered eagle, facing the sky, turning into a big umbrella covering the sky, trying to resist the supreme power.

The black giant banner rose in the wind, and with a gentle roll, the Qingmu had no power to resist and shattered into dust.

The old man's face turned pale, and he stroked it with one hand, as good as ever, "Now let you know why others call me a blood real person, go and die!"

Poof, poof, poof! Spit out three mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, and the essence blood does not disperse, floating in the air. It was the method of sacrifice that he learned by chance.

One hand turned into a big umbrella covering the sky, and the other hand opened the gourd that he carried with him, and four small floaters buzzed out, burrowed into the blood, and the blood bulged, turning into a tall humanoid weapon, each of which was not weaker than the momentum of the sea. The humanoid weapon, with a blurred face and a sword, occupied the south, east, west, and northwest, surrounding the four corners of the old man, roaring angrily and rushing straight to the Sky Devouring Demon Flag.

Of course, the blood true person knew the power of this Heaven Devouring Demon Flag, even if it was broken, it was not something that a cultivator of the Four Heavens of the Sea Clearing Realm could resist. If you want the magic flag, you must do your best, he is not a little doll who doesn't know the height of the sky, he is bound to hit it with one blow in order to be strong.

"Xiang An, if you don't come out yet, when will you wait?" the old man shouted into the depths of the woods as he rushed towards the Sky Devouring Demon Banner to resist the supreme power. "Kill the banner bearer, and the demonic power will be greatly reduced. The old man is in charge today, and he will accept you as a personal disciple. As soon as the head of the Blood Demon Gate dies, he will make you the new head!"

Xiang An's kid had already been hiding in the shadows, and when the time was ripe, it would be a fatal blow.

At this point, no amount of words is enough to explain, there is only one word, kill!

With a step and a flying body, Xiang An was like a meteor flying feather, rushing towards the two commanders.

I don't know when a three-foot long sword has been conjured in his hand, and the sword flower turned in the air, bringing a burst of killing intent, directly taking the lives of the two people.

"Brute, how dare you?" The big-cheeked man was not Xiang An's opponent at all, so he could only take the risk and charge into battle.

He had a predecessor, blocking in front of the commander, like an impermeable wall of meat, "If you want to kill the commander, ask me Da Niu first?"

"Martial arts mediocre dare to stop me?" Of course, Xiang An is not the opponent of the commander, but the big man is not even a samurai, how can he be his opponent?

If you want to die, it will fulfill you!

The sword is dazzling, picking, stabbing, chopping, kneading......

Eight swords in a row, the action is done in one go.

The big man's eyes widened, and he didn't even see clearly, and several large holes were pierced in one shot, and gurgling blood flowed out like a spring.

With a bang, the wall fell and people died, and the big man with cheeks fell to his knees, no longer breathless.

"Big Bull!" all the commanders roared, in the past ten years, how many battles, they have already regarded each other as their closest relatives. His eyes were full of tears, and his pupils had become scarlet: "On the day of the inn, if it weren't for me, you would have died long ago, why are you like this today?"

Xiang An didn't care at all, as if he was just killing an ant. "People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, immortal cultivators should have a broader space, such a treasure, the capable live in it. Besides, a stupid person like him, even if I don't kill him, sooner or later he will die at the hands of others. ”

"You fart!" The commander danced wildly, and there was a trace of blood on his face at some point. His eyes were full of tears, and his rough voice echoed in the land, "Can immortal cultivators be lawless? Kill the big cow, I want you to pay for your life!"

"Of course immortal cultivators can't, but strong people can!" Xiang An said in a deep voice, "At your age, you don't even understand this truth?"

Open it for me!" the Commander shouted. The blood is stirring, and the inscriptions are everywhere. Practicing martial arts is indeed not as promising as immortal cultivators, but the qi and blood of martial artists are far from being comparable to immortal cultivators, and one drink and one peck have their own laws. How powerful is the blood of the commanders. What's more, it's a hateful blow at any cost.

Da Niu, I'll take revenge on you! Swallowing a mouthful of saliva mixed with the smell of blood, the commander stared at the blood real man and Xiang An with hateful eyes. I don't care about the pain all over my body, I burn my blood at any cost, and I will die!

The magic flag was stirred by qi and blood, and the red light flashed, revealing a corner.

The roaring water, the rushing roar, a small river, white mist, meandering. The river is full of yin qi, and ghosts are screaming again and again.

It's Yellow Spring!

I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going!

The yellow spring flashed, and it reached the top of the old man's head. After a long period of circulation, it spiraled. The pressure is like a requiem, and it will not dissipate for a long time.

"Haha, if you want the Yellow Spring to open the way, it's up to you? You don't have that strength yet!" The old man looked at the small river above his head, of course he was very frightened, but when he saw that the small river had not fallen at all, he secretly blamed himself. The Yellow Spring is a legendary thing in the underworld, how could it be easily sealed in a small flag?

"Really?" said the commander smiled, quietly looking at the river. "Sacrifice the Demon Banner with my blood, and move the Yellow Spring with my soul!"

The water roared, the river roared, but the white mist on the lake became more and more. Blood Zhenren and Xiang An were shrouded, their vitality condensed, and a thick layer of ice slag formed around them. It looks ghostly and terrifying.

While!

Finally, a drop of yellow spring water fell. It seems like gold is not gold, like jade is not jade, and the speed is not slow or urgent.

The blood real person watched the yellow spring water dripping on his big umbrella, which was unobstructed, and was directly pierced, corroding everything around. He couldn't care about the injury anymore, and looked at the yellow spring droplets close at hand in horror.

"I'm a strong man in the Four Heavens of the Sea Realm, you can't kill me, kill me, the bloody sect can't spare you?" the old man was hysterical.

Why not?

The commander endured the pain and did not answer. Quietly watched as the yellow spring water droplets kept pointing downward, slowly piercing the old man's head, slowly smashing on the ground, setting off thousands of waves, and turning into pieces of scorched earth around him.

Burst!

"Do you still want to make a move?" Commander Du wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hiding his black robe, stained with blood, he staggered and stood, but his shoulders were straight, "Xiang An, I have already told the eldest prince the news." It's too late for you to leave. ”

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Xiang An smiled and took the sword back in his hand. "I didn't expect you to be able to kill my master, but it's not a good thing for me. Now you don't have to do it with me, I have all these treasures at my fingertips......"

"You ......" Before he could finish hearing this, the commander fell to the ground.

The black Sky Swallowing Demon Banner was dripping and spinning in mid-air, and without turning a circle, it caused a circle of ripples in mid-air. Even if it loses the master's control, it still exudes a good power.