"It's a godsend to compete with others!"

Far away in the room of Xuanyuan Juncai, the main vein of the Xuanyuan family, through the blood slave's iron-blooded sight, he clearly "saw" that Qin Lang was competing with Duanmu Xingtian for divine sense, and his face suddenly showed endless ecstasy!

Now Qin Lang's mind was constricted, he was so engrossed in the divine sense competition that he couldn't move at all, it was the best time for him to sneak attack and kill Qin Lang!

"Whoosh!"

Hidden in the crowd, the blood slave whose body was shrouded in pitch-black robes moved, and rushed straight to Qin Lang!

"Someone sneaked up!"

Finding that someone was making a move on Qin Lang, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd. Xuanyuan Wenhua turned his head suddenly, and saw that the blood slave shrouded in the black robe was as fast as lightning, and his body burst out with endless killing intent, and a palm knife with a bloodthirsty red glow, killing intent Ling Ran, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, caused a burst of terror in the air

The ripples suddenly slashed towards Qin Lang's heart!

And at this moment, Qin Lang was using his divine thoughts to confront Duanmu Xingtian, and he had no time to be distracted, standing in place and unable to move, he could only watch the iron blood get closer and closer to him!

"There is still someone who wants to take Qin Lang's life? I said earlier, he is sharp, he is too high-profile, he doesn't know how to keep Taoguang and obscurity, and something will happen sooner or later, and sure enough, I said it, it seems that Qin Lang will definitely die today!"

Xuanyuan Wenfeng sneered in his heart.

Qin Lang had snatched his light before, he had long been unhappy with Qin Lang, and he was naturally happy to see Qin Lang die halfway.

However, at this moment, a shadow beside Xuanyuan Wenfeng shot out, blocking Qin Lang's body, and a fire dragon martial soul six or seven zhang long suddenly appeared above his head, with a big mouth, and suddenly spewed out a large ball of flames!

At the same time, the jade hand was raised, and a palm knife was like a crescent moon, cutting through the air and facing the iron-blooded palm knife!

"Bang!"

A loud bang came out, and the fire dragon martial soul was directly split in half by the iron-blooded palm knife, turning into a rain of fire and sprinkling one after another.

The speed and power of the iron-blooded palm knife were only a point slower, and then it slammed into the crescent moon palm knife of the shadow!

"Poof!"

Destroying and decaying, the crescent moon palm knife shattered, and the Qianying spat blood and flew out, directly hitting the palms of Qin Lang and Duanmu Xingtian on the way, and the three of them fell backwards at the same time!

The competition of divine consciousness was forcibly interrupted, and the power of the backlash made Qin Lang's mind tingle, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that his divine consciousness had been traumatized a lot.

However, at this moment, Qin Lang didn't care about the injuries on his body, and took the shadow in front of him into his arms:

"Xuanyuan Wenlan, how are you?"

He knew that Xuanyuan Wenlan was not interested in him along the way, and even hated him extremely much, but Qin Lang never expected that at the moment of death, Xuanyuan Wenlan would stop the sneak attack of the black-robed man for him regardless of life and death!

"Ahem...... Don't think I'm here to save me, if it weren't for the fear that you would make a mistake and delay the ancestor's recovery of strength, I wouldn't have made a move, cough cough ......"

Xuanyuan Wenlan's pretty face turned pale for a while.

"Xuanyuan Wenlan!"

On the side, Xuanyuan Wenhua rushed over and held Xuanyuan Wenlan, his face full of concern.

"It's just a slap in the face, don't worry, you can't die, cough cough ......"

Xuanyuan Wenlan glanced at Xuanyuan Wenhua, but he was short of breath, coughed violently, and his face became more and more pale.

"No, Lu Ling found that Xuanyuan Wenlan's vitality and qi and blood were constantly weakening!"

Duanmu Xingtian, who got up from the ground, also had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Wenlan, he thought of something, and exclaimed:

"It's not good, the black-robed man who just attacked Qin Lang is a blood slave!"

"Blood slaves?"

Qin Lang frowned.

It was the first time he had heard of the term.

"What! Blood Slave!"

Xuanyuan Wenhua on the side exclaimed in surprise, and his eyes suddenly widened!

Blood slave, in the big world, can be said to be an incomparably terrifying existence, and it is completely synonymous with demons!

"What is a blood slave?"

Qin Lang asked.

"The blood slave is a terrifying existence that is manipulated by people, once hit by the blood slave, it will be poured into the body by its qi and blood, constantly devoured qi and blood, and finally turn into a human and die!"

looked at Xuanyuan Wenlan worriedly, and Xuanyuan Wenhua's eyes were full of worry.

He couldn't understand why there were still blood slaves in the Hidden City because the forces of the Hidden Family had always put an end to such insidious methods!

Duanmu Xingtian was afraid for a while!

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Wenlan helped block it just now, otherwise once Qin Lang was hit by the blood slave, he who was with Qin Lang would also be unable to escape his fate, and now he would also be devoured by the blood slave!

"The black-robed man is a blood slave!"

"Once hit by a blood slave, the qi and blood will be devoured until it turns into a human being!"

"Run!"

The crowd watching the battle around erupted in exclamations, and many people were shocked, as if they had found a demon, and hurriedly fled into the distance!

"Ahem...... I didn't expect that I, Xuanyuan Wenlan, finally became a hero once, and I actually met a blood slave!"

Xuanyuan Wenlan's pretty face became more and more pale, and he felt that his qi and blood were quickly devoured, and he smiled helplessly.

"What should I do to save Xuanyuan Wenlan?"

Qin Lang set his eyes on Xuanyuan Wenhua.

Since Xuanyuan Wenlan was devoured by the blood slave because of him, no matter what the purpose of her help was, Qin Lang would definitely not watch Xuanyuan Wenlan die of exhaustion of qi and blood.

"There is only one way, that is, to kill the blood slave, without the body, the breath that devours Xuanyuan Wenlan will naturally be exhausted, and Xuanyuan Wenlan will be saved!"

Xuanyuan Wenhua said.

But the blood slave on the opposite side can hurt Xuanyuan Wenlan with one blow, and his cultivation has at least reached the realm of martial saints, and it is not ordinarily difficult to kill him!

"Qin Lang, do you want to save her? Then come and fight with me!"

The hoarse voice came out, like grinding teeth, extremely unpleasant.

"You don't have to resort to aggressive tactics, I will definitely kill you today!"

Qin Lang handed Xuanyuan Wenlan to Xuanyuan Wenhua, slowly stood up, his gaze was extremely cold, and fell on the blood slave in black robe, his palm swiped in front of him, and a three-zhang long palm knife was as fast as lightning, roaring out!

"Slash!" Iron Blood let out a low shout, and the same blood-red palm knife was sacrificed, and the two energy palm knives suddenly collided together, bursting open, and the red energy was scattered in all directions, and the dozen or so martial artists who had not had time to escape were swept away, screaming and falling to the ground, all over

Qi and blood were quickly devoured, and there were bursts of light smoke on his body.

"Blood slave of the Martial Saint One Heavy Realm!"

Qin Lang frowned.

He was not afraid of the strong man of the Martial Saint Yizhong, but the blood slave in front of him was extremely weird, he would die if he touched it, and he would be injured if he touched it, it was already extremely difficult to prevent him from touching it, and it was even more difficult to kill it!