Wang Li's eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon looked at Yang Fangyuan with murderous anger, and the latter was full of coldness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although Yang Fangyuan is a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, the exercises he cultivates are not as good as the Vientiane Heavenly Technique, so the majesty of his true qi is not much stronger than Wang Li, plus the second-grade Lingshuang Sword that Young Master Wang came from the pit is extremely flexible, sharpening iron like mud, so that Young Master Yang has no intention of coming up desperately.

In fact, it's right to think about it, the sinister villain is more brutal than anyone else when he gains power, but he is more cowardly than anyone else when he loses power, and it is really a bit difficult for Yang Fangyuan to sacrifice his life to fight.

"Hmph, what if you go to see that old immortal? Anyway, he won't live for a few days, as long as he waits a little longer, reinforcements will come", Yang Fangyuan snorted coldly, constantly comforting himself.

He was indeed right to think so, but what he didn't know was that the waste wood chubby he had always looked down on - now a Dan Master.

Wang Li's sleeve robe waved, swept a clean clearing on the blood-drenched ground, and slowly sat cross-legged, Ling Shuangjian accompanied by him, constantly rotating beside him.

As the time passed, Yang Fangyuan began to get anxious, firstly because Xiaopang had not come out for a long time, and secondly, because his Transmission Jade Jane had been crushed for so long, why had no one come to support him yet?

Just thinking wildly, I saw a bloody light in the sky and fell directly into the courtyard, and the powerful wind blew the Yang family who had cultivated to a low level into embarrassment.

When the smoke cleared, the figure of a monk gradually appeared inside, and I saw him wrapped in a black robe, a mask with blood pupils, and a red flying sword constantly flying around him.

Seeing this, Wang Li finally stood up, his face full of solemnity, "Immortal Blood Sect?".

"Oh, you're quite knowledgeable," the black-robed monk smiled after a slight pause.

"You dare to collude with the evil sect to kill the head of the family, so you are not afraid that after being detected by the Vientiane Sect, you will be brought back to the sect to be punished by endless thunder punishment?", Wang Li was furious and said in a cold voice.

He never dreamed that a young patriarch of the Yang family, a small one, would dare to collude with the Underworld Blood Sect.

"If I kill you, the Vientiane Sect will naturally not know", Yang Fangyuan's face was resentful, "It was the old immortal who forced me, it was you who forced me, I am obviously the eldest son, why don't you pass on the position of the head of the family to me? Where am I worse than the second brother, why should I take away what belongs to me? I am unwilling, since you don't give it, I have to take it myself."

The Stygian Blood Sect monk said softly, "You agreed to my reward?"

"Okay, as long as you kill them all, I will be the head of the family, and I will give you what I promised you", Yang Fangyuan knew that he had no choice but to go one way to the dark.

The people of the Yang family on the other side were already shocked, it was obvious that it was only the head of the family who was injured, how could they now become an evil sect of fornication? This must be detected by the Vientiane Sect, but they are going to raid the family and exterminate the clan! As soon as they thought of this, all the clansmen trembled like a sieve.

"If you promised it earlier, it will be over, there are so many things that have been done outside the festival", the black-robed monk shook his head helplessly, and turned to look at Wang Li, "Disciple of the Vientiane Sect, today is very unfortunate, I have to accept your life."

Wang Li was amused by his confident appearance, "I don't know Your Excellency's name, I don't kill the nameless."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Litong felt that his heart was full of pride, and the lines that could only appear in the drama were said majestically at the right time, in the right place, and in the right scene, which made him find a trace of heroic feeling, and his cool bones were a few taels lighter, which was quite fluttering.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm an inner disciple of the Blood Hades Sect, Feng Xiang"

"En?", Wang Li was a little surprised, "Don't you all take blood characters as your surnames and numbers as your names? I thought you would be called 'Blood Thirty-Eight', or 'Blood Eight Hundred' or something."

"Bold, dare to laugh at my clan's surname like this, all the disciples who have been given the surname of blood are all disciples of my clan, how can you be so humiliated?", Feng Xiang's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly.

"So that's the case", Wang Li smiled and teased, "Is Xueliu okay now, I miss him very much."

"Have you seen Senior Brother Six, why didn't he die?" Feng Xiang was extremely surprised, almost none of the decent disciples who were seen by Blood Six had ever left a living mouth.

"How could I die? Your sixth senior brother was fed laxatives by me, and he almost didn't pull him to death, right?", Wang Li thought about the scene at that time, especially the strange eyes of Blood Six, he could continue to laugh for a few more hours.

"It turned out to be you!", Feng Xiang naturally heard of Wang Li's name, this battle was regarded as a great shame in this life by Blood Liu, and informed all the juniors and disciples that whoever brought Wang Li's head could exchange it for a second-order magic weapon.

Feng Xiang's eyes lit up, good luck finally hit me today, this kid is worth a second-order magic weapon!

"The kid is here", Feng Xiang was ecstatic in his heart, and he didn't even bother to say anything more, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the blood-colored flying sword turned into a red horse and went straight to Wang Li's neck.

"Carving insect skills", Wang Li snorted coldly, the Lingshuang sword was shocked, bringing up the cold air of the forest, and the blood-colored flying sword was knocked away with a "sonorous".

The two flying swords kept colliding in mid-air, sparking bursts of sparks, and for a while, the sword light was everywhere, and the cold air was overflowing.

"Your flying sword is a good baby", Feng Xiang licked his lips, a little eager to try, "Kill you, this flying sword will also be mine"

"Then let the horse come", Wang's face sank like water, and his expression was solemn.

This is the most difficult battle since he cultivated the truth, relying on the ability of real swords and guns, there is no room for a little water, and the slightest carelessness is the end of death, but he has no fear, but has a trace of excitement and a trace of expectation.

Feng Xiang's eyes flashed, his hand pinched the magic seal, and the surging true qi directly conjured up a huge ghost claw in front of him, grabbing it directly towards Wang Li.

Wang Li smiled, "You Immortal Blood Sect, you don't have any creativity at all", after saying that, his hands glowed with golden light, and he made a knife and plunged it directly into the ghost claws.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the very flat bluestone floor had been destroyed at the moment, and there were flying bluestone fragments everywhere.

"Pedaling, pedaling", Wang Li took more than ten steps back before he could stop retreating, and when he looked up, he saw that the front was covered with cracked footprints left by himself.

"Your strength doesn't seem to be as tough as your mouth," Feng Xiang teased with a grin.

"How about my strength, you will be able to understand it later", Wang Li did not show weakness, in fact, his heart had already begun to tense, this Feng Xiang is also a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, but his strength is more than twice as strong as that Yang Fangyuan, this is a genuine sect Qi cultivation disciple.

"It looks like you're going to fight hard," Wang Li muttered in a voice that only he could hear.