"It's actually blood one, let blood one test a newcomer, it's too cruel!"

"That's right. Blood cultivation is also divided into high and low strength, and its name represents their ranking at the same level. Blood One must be the first person of the same level of blood cultivation. ”

"Terrible! I heard that the strength of this blood one, even if it is put into the elite disciples of the Feng family, it is enough to rank in the top twenty. ”

"Not to mention the time to insist on one stick of incense, this son can insist on three moves, which is already considered lucky. ”

......

The onlookers have been in the Feng family for many years, and although they have only cultivated in the Luoyin Tower, they have a very deep understanding of the strength of blood cultivation. Therefore, when they saw the blood in battle, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. In their eyes, this test has not yet been compared, and the overall situation has been decided.

Feng Jun was shocked, pointed at Feng Shangkun with his halberd, and scolded: "Feng Shangkun, don't deceive people too much." ”

"What if I deceive you?" Feng Shangkun directly ignored Feng Jun's accusation, leaned over, as if looking at an ant, "In my eyes, you are an ant, and you can strangle you at any time." If it weren't for Xiaotong's girl sheltering you, you wouldn't be qualified to speak in front of me. ”

Feng Jun's face turned red, obviously being poked at the pain point.

He was a dignified seven-foot man, and he was actually sheltered by a woman, and he was simply ashamed. He tried to refute, but couldn't find the words.

Lin Xuanqing suddenly found that he was actually a little similar to this Feng Jun. Back then, wasn't he also sheltered by Qin Mengyao to avoid being framed to death by Liao Peng?

He suddenly stepped forward, patted Feng Jun's shoulder, and comforted: "Forget it! Since you can't dodge, let me give it a try!"

"You...... You don't know, this blood is powerful. If it were me, it would be impossible to take his trick. Feng Jun's expression changed drastically, and he stopped Lin Xuanqing from doing so.

"Hehe, if you can't do it, I may not be able to. After all, no matter how you say it, my cultivation is slightly higher than yours. Lin Xuanqing chuckled, and immediately took a step forward despite Feng Jun's objections.

Seeing this, everyone let out a light sigh of regret, but there were still some cynicisms, nothing more than laughing at him for not being able to measure himself, and he didn't know the horror of the blood one.

"Self-confidence is good, but if it's overconfidence, it's hubris. Maybe you are in the Great Chu Kingdom, a rare genius, touted by everyone. But in my Feng family, the so-called genius is just a piece of that has been trampled underfoot. Now, let's make your position clear. Blood one, do it!" That Feng Shangkun glanced at Lin Xuanqing with disdain, waved his hand, and gave an order.

That blood was already ready to be attacked, and as soon as Shang Kun's words fell, his hands slashed forward, and in the void, the blood and qi churned, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored blade that was as condensed as substance, killing Lin Xuanqing at an astonishing speed. The blood qi that is so rich that it can't be dissolved shrouded in a piece of blood light.

The light in Lin Xuanqing's hand flashed, and there was a black whip-like thing, and when his wrist shook, it made a "sizzling" sound, and it was like a black one swimming in the air, colliding with the blood-colored blade.

Boom!

In an instant, there was a roar in the sky, and the blood-colored blade was crushed by a single blow, and the surrounding blood qi was shocked by this thing, and there was a sign of escape.

This black whip-like thing is a black silk rope.

Through the observation just now, Lin Xuanqing found that the blood cultivation body was full of blood, and the blood vapor was steaming, and his heart moved, if he used the characteristics of the black silk rope to devour essence and blood, I don't know if he could restrain this so-called blood cultivation. At this moment, a successful move immediately made him feel at ease.

When the crowd saw this scene, there was a commotion.

"It's actually a magic weapon to restrain blood cultivation. ”

"No wonder this person is so confident and dares to fight with the blood, it turns out that he already has a special magic weapon by his side. ”

"This son is too insidious, so I have been worried for a while, it turns out that people are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers!"

......

Although it was just a move, Lin Xuanqing's performance had already surprised everyone around him, and the person who had just been sure that he was going to die couldn't help but shake his confidence at this moment.

That Feng Shangkun Huo Ran turned his head, looked at Feng Jun, and said angrily: "Okay, you Feng Jun, in order to let this person pass the test smoothly, he has actually been prepared." It seems that you deliberately lured me into sending Bloody One to embarrass me, right? But don't be too happy, isn't it so easy to deal with Bloody One?"

Feng Jun knew that the other party must have misunderstood something. However, it is too late for him to be happy if Feng Shangkun can be deflated, where will he explain more.

It's just that he couldn't help but be surprised that Lin Xuanqing had such a strange treasure hidden on his body. But he soon became happy, and it was of great benefit to him to have this treasure.

As soon as the blood blade was broken, it did not retreat but advanced, and with both hands slapping at the sky, the blood cloud above his head suddenly surged, rolling forward, turning into a huge bloody hand, covering a radius of dozens of zhang, and fell with a bang. That terrifying pressure was not much weaker than that of the powerhouse of the Cloud Sea Realm.

Lin Xuanqing was under the coverage of this palm shadow, and was about to make a move, when a strong and pungent smell of blood came to his face, and he hurriedly held his breath. It's just that in this way, it is still half a beat slower, and I inhale a few traces of this peculiar smell. Suddenly, he was dizzy and shocked, this bloody palm actually contained toxins.

Although the poison was not very violent, just this delay caused his movements to stagnate, and when he reacted again, the bloody palm had already fallen on top of his head.

At this critical moment, Lin Xuanqing's mind was highly sober, and as soon as his right foot stepped on the ground, the terrifying power formed a circle of ripples, and a large area of the ground could not stand the destruction of this violent force, and collapsed in an instant.

His body was short, sinking about four or five feet, and it was this short distance that bought him time.

The thought moved slightly, and the dantian "soared", and the unicorn flame gushed out, instantly incinerating the invading blood poison. Then he pointed to the sky, and from the tip of his finger, a unicorn flame surged out, and with a "poof", the huge palm burned out of a hole, and the hole became bigger and bigger, and suddenly, the huge bloody palm was burned out.

It was just in this short moment that Lin Xuanqing experienced a life and death, and he couldn't help but be very vigilant against the strange exercises of this blood cultivation. If he had known that the blood cloud would have poisons seeping out, he would have taken precautions early and would not have been caught off guard. Seeing the bloody palm disappear, he immediately shook his body and disappeared directly from the spot.

"Wow!"

The blood hit twice in a row, but it didn't touch Lin Xuanqing's kick, and he suddenly roared in the sky, and a scream that didn't resemble a human voice came out of his throat, like a terrible ghost that gnawed at people's souls.

Then, he slammed his chest and spewed out a black blood mass from his mouth. The ball of blood immediately dissolved and scattered all around, forming a faint crimson film that guarded him tightly. Then he looked left and right with red eyes, trying to find out where Lin Xuanqing was.

However, Lin Xuanqing seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no one could find his trace.

"Beware of ...... behind you"

That Feng Shangkun stood on the periphery, clearly saw a black shadow appear behind the blood one, and hurriedly reminded him.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the shadow slammed into Xueyi's back, directly lifting Xueyi's huge body high, and then a whip shadow followed him like a shadow, surrounding the blood.

Bang Bang Bang!!

The harsh sound of the leather whip in contact with the skin sounded intensively, like raindrops, and the whip saw the flesh, and soon the blood was all over the clothes, revealing the strong muscles. However, as the whip shadows intertwined, the blood was up and down, and it was instantly covered by countless whip marks.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it, this is Blood One, an invincible existence of blood cultivation at the same level, it is actually like a spinning top that can be beaten by others, this is simply not a test, but a torture. It's just that the object of this torture and killing has become a party that they never imagined at the beginning.

With every whip, Feng Shangkun's face pulled out, as if he was being whipped alive in his face.

He doesn't care about the life or death of Xueyi, but he has to care about his own face!