Chapter 57: I'll Kill You Like a Dog!

Facing the angry human-faced poisonous scorpion, Yang Ran sneered, and did not see the slightest panic. He stretched out his two palms, and the demonic qi of the late stage of the demon on it was swirling, this time Yang Ran didn't leave his hand anymore, and poured all the demonic qi in his body and blasted away.

"Bang!!"

The human-faced ghost scorpion, which was dozens of pounds, was lifted high by the demonic qi and smashed to the ground, and the strong impact caused white foam to come out of its mouth that had originally sprayed venom, and then struggled for a while and stopped moving.

Maybe it can't even think of how this thin guy in front of him has so much strength until he dies!

Of course, even Yang Ran, who killed him, didn't expect his strength to improve so much.

"In the late stage of the demon, the strength has really improved a lot compared to before. Seeing that this human-faced poisonous scorpion was killed with one palm, Yang Ran's eyes swelled with surprise, and his heart was more convinced of the ninety-nine return to one merit, with him, I believe that in a short period of time, his cultivation can be greatly improved!

He was secretly happy in his heart, but Yang Ran's hand did not stop, he took out a dagger and dug out the poison pill of the human-faced poisonous scorpion. This poison pill is a treasure condensed by poisonous mist and demonic qi, and it can't be wasted.

After taking the poison pill into his arms, Yang Ran stared at the Demon Spirit Flower with fiery eyes, with this Demon Spirit Flower, it could not only help him break through to the peak of the Demon Man, but more importantly, in this Eighteen Blood Demon Domain, where the spiritual energy was scarce, the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual flower was tantamount to a priceless treasure!

Thinking of this, Yang Ran hurriedly walked over, squatted down and stretched out his hand to pluck this Demon Spirit Flower.

However, just when Yang Ran's hand was about to touch the Demon Spirit Flower, a change occurred!

Suddenly, a cold demonic qi burst out from the side, coming straight towards Yang Ran's hand, looking at that posture, this sneak attacker didn't think of showing mercy at all, he just wanted to abolish his palm!

Such a vicious sneak attack made Yang Ran's heart suddenly, and the demonic energy on his body exploded instantly, and his feet bounced away violently to avoid this sneak attack. And at this critical moment, Yang Ran still picked it with his hands and picked the Demon Spirit Flower into his hand.

If it was a few days ago, Yang Ran, who was in the middle stage of the demons, might not even be able to dodge this sneak attack, but now that he had broken through to the late stage of the demons with the help of the Ninety-Nine Return One Skill, he not only avoided such attacks, but also picked the Demon Spirit Flower with ease!

In the Eighteen Blood Demon Domain, in this entire continent, strength is always the most important, because it determines whether you can survive or not!

"Little bastard, hurry up and hand over the Demon Spirit Flower. At that moment, an eerie voice sounded, and two figures walked out of the jungle. Yang Ran took a closer look, only to find that the two people who came were the two brothers Zhao Baiwu and Zhao Baige, who had been entangled with him after becoming a demon before.

It was really self-defeating, Yang Ran sneered in his heart, but his face did not change. He didn't seem to notice the existence of the two, and took the Demon Spirit Flower into his arms.

If Yang Ran had been a little afraid before, but now that feng shui is turning, Zhao Baiwu has broken an arm, and he has broken through to the late stage of the demon again, so there is no need to swallow his anger anymore!

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Seeing Yang Ran's expression of not taking the two of them in his eyes, Zhao Baiwu's face was terrifyingly cold, remembering that he had been cut off by this little mongrel a few days ago, and for a while, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart together, and even that pale face was flushed.

Hearing this, Yang Ran didn't feel the slightest anger, he looked Zhao Baiwu up and down, and finally landed on his empty left sleeve, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, it's been a few days, and your arm hasn't been taken back yet?"

This sentence simply added fuel to the fire, directly detonating Zhao Baiwu's anger. Since Yang Ran cut off his arm that day, he has not only suffered from pain all the time, but even his cultivation has decreased a lot, which is undoubtedly fatal in the Eighteen Blood Demon Domain!

"Little bastard, go die!" The anger overwhelmed Zhao Baiwu's mind, he didn't care that Yang Ran was able to dodge his attack just now, waved his palm, and flew directly at him, now he only had one thought in his mind, kill the kid in front of him to vent his anger!

Fool, don't do it yourself! I don't have a long memory if I have a discarded palm.

Now that he has advanced to the late stage of the demon, facing Zhao Baiwu, who is still in the middle stage of the demon, Yang Ran naturally has no fear.

He raised his hand slightly, and after slamming Zhao Baiwu's palm away with an angry palm, he hit him firmly in the face. And with such a powerful slap, Zhao Baiwu was directly fanned up, with five clear handprints on his face, silver-white blood spit out from his mouth, and he didn't know how many big teeth were knocked out.

"How is this possible?"

Whether it was Zhao Baiwu who was slapped to the ground, or Zhao Baige who was just about to come over to help, his face was full of horror, and he thought of a terrible possibility, and they said in unison, "Have you broken through to the late stage of the demon?" Although Zhao Baiwu broke an arm, the cultivation of the middle stage of the demon is still there, unless the other party is the late stage of the demon, it is absolutely impossible to defeat so neatly!

Yang Ran didn't answer, the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of ruthless arc, his tacit expression was as terrifying as a ghost in the eyes of the two.

How is this possible, in just three days, this stinky boy has broken through from the middle stage of the demon to the late stage of the demon man!

That's impossible!

Zhao Baiwu stood up with a gloomy face, he didn't even wipe the blood off his face, the breath on his body was violent, at this moment he was completely swallowed up by anger, and the palm print in his hand turned desperately.

I saw a huge palm formed in front of his eyes, and this palm was all formed by the swirling demonic qi, which was extremely gloomy.

"Yin Evil Palm!" Yang Ran's face changed slightly, and Zhao Baiwu was performing a martial art belonging to the spirit level.

In this world, although exercises and martial arts are not rare, their value is not low. In the past, Yang Ran was in Biyun Sect, and he was bullied by others, and he finally rose, but he only came into contact with some human-level martial arts, and he didn't have a chance to contact the spirit-level martial arts.

As for the Eighteen Blood Demon Domain, it is even more impossible to cultivate. And Zhao Baiwu and Zhao Baige are Zhao Wuxian's cronies, so they can naturally cultivate some spirit-level martial arts.

"Die!" Zhao Baiwu roared heartbreakingly, and the huge Yin Evil Palm slammed in.

Yang Ran had nowhere to hide, and he didn't think about hiding, he stretched out his hands, and he actually wanted to resist this majestic Yin Evil Palm!

"Bang!" An earth-shattering sound exploded, shaking the nearby trees. In a moment, Yang Ran's location was shrouded in flying dust, and he couldn't even see his figure clearly, and the scattered demonic qi was even more crackling, playing a mourning song of death.

"It's really stupid, I want to resist the yin palm! This time I didn't even save the corpse!" Whether it was Zhao Baiwu or Zhao Baige, their faces showed perverted ecstasy. In their opinion, even if you break through to the late stage of the demons, it will be impossible to carry the Yin Demon Palm hard!

However, soon their smiles were replaced by a look of incredulity!

Because in that piece of dust, a cyan figure was slowly walking out.

It's Yang Ran, he didn't even die! This is impossible, how can a demon resist the Yin Evil Palm in the later stage?

"Zhao Baiwu, it seems that you have been cut off a hand, not only have you become a waste, but even your head is a little abnormal, don't you understand?" Yang Ran made a neat and slightly messy flash, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his voice was infinitely cold, "Now I kill you, like slaughtering a dog!"