"Who is the master, how can you bully a few juniors here! How about giving me a face for the poor child?" With a broken cry from the void, an old man with white hair gradually showed his figure, and an invisible coercion spread in the hall. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The four or five hundred women were just ordinary people, and they suddenly couldn't bear it, and they fell to the ground one after another, snorting in pain, and some even oozed blood from their mouths and noses. In fact, most of the coercion of the blood poor was directed at Wei Xuan, otherwise those women would have died in an instant.

Although Wei Xuan got the parchment and had a glimpse of the doorway of cultivation, he still didn't know anything about the use of coercion. Seeing the actions of the blood poor man, he couldn't help nodding secretly, it turned out that it was just a simple coercion in the momentum, and he could receive such an effect, which made him more insightful. However, the coercion of the blood-poor man had no effect on Wei Xuan, who shook his head lightly and said, "If you beat the little one, you really provoked the old one." But this guy dares to beat my woman's idea, do you think I'll sell you this face?"

Xuefu now hangs in the hands of Wei Xuan, so he has to bow his head and say: "I don't know that it is a woman from my predecessors, I have offended a lot, and I hope that my predecessors will forgive my sins." ”

Although Wei Xuan is much younger than Xuefu, his realm is far beyond him, and he can only be honored as Wei Xuan's predecessor.

The blood-poor man also made a joke and said with a smile: "The so-called ignorant are not guilty, they are all people in the same way, they don't see each other when they look down, and if they are willing to let go of the rebels, the women here are up to the choice of the Taoists." ”

Wei Xuan sneered, and his palm strained slightly. Hearing only the sound of "bang", the blood float had already turned into a cloud of blood mist in his hands, and he didn't even have time to scream. Wei Xuan waved his hand lightly to dispel the blood mist, and then said lightly: "You are wrong, this seat and you are not in the same way." But it's good that you're here, since you're their master, you must know a lot more secrets than them, so let's stay here together. ”

The blood poor man didn't expect Wei Xuan to pinch and explode the blood in front of him, but he didn't take him in his eyes at all, and his face suddenly couldn't hold back, and he couldn't help but say sharply: "It's just that you have just become successful, and you dare to speak out without shame, I really don't know how thick the sky is! Since you are seeking your own death, then you are not welcome to blame this seat! You dare to come out and fight this seat!"

The duel between the strong often affects the innocent, after all, Wei Xuan lacks experience in combat, but it is the proposal of the blood poor man that makes him nod secretly, and he can't help but get up in mid-air, and say in a deep voice: "Unexpectedly, you still have some compassion." ”

The blood-poor man laughed and said, "The life and death of mortals will never be taken to heart. It's just that these women, who haven't enjoyed this seat yet, can't be wasted. ”

"The dog really didn't eat!" Wei Xuan realized that the old man didn't have any good intentions, and he misunderstood the old man's meaning. Since this is the case, there is nothing to say, he raised his hand to the void a little, and performed the technique of fixation, and fixed all those Blood Sect disciples, and then said loudly: "Come on, I want to see what magical powers the so-called Jindan Ancestor has!"

The blood-poor man didn't talk nonsense and flashed out of the hall. Wei Xuan drove a cloud of white mist and followed closely.

Outside the hall, countless men and women saw the two people standing in mid-air, and their faces were full of shock. Those cultivators who built the foundation realm flew in the sky, they had already seen it, but they didn't expect that these two people could walk freely in the sky without the help of any magic weapon, wasn't that the legendary immortal? I don't know who got up first, those men and women knelt down one after another, bowing to the air. It's just that it's too far away, and no one can see what the gods look like.

In mid-air, the blood poor man had already sealed his hands, and a blood-colored giant palm mixed with surging blood qi slapped towards Wei Xuan. Wei Xuan flicked his fingers and used the technique of spreading Chen, and a shield formed by the source power enchantment stood in front of him.

The blood-colored giant palm did not pause for a moment, and with a bang, it slammed into the shield. A strong energy fluctuation spread rapidly, and the blazing light flickered, irritating the men and women on the ground who were watching couldn't open their eyes at all.

It took a full five minutes for the energy fluctuation to subside. The blood-colored giant palm was gone, and the shield of source power was also covered with cracks. After supporting about two or three breaths, he heard a "bang", and the source power shield turned into countless fragments and slowly dissipated in the air.

This is the first time that Wei Xuan has faced off head-to-head with a strong man in the Jiedan Realm, and the shocking scene of the collision of the blood-colored giant palm and the source power shield also made him feel agitated, and it took him a long time to calm down, his right hand was raised lightly, and he bent lightly towards the blood poor man, and said in a deep voice: "What other tricks do you have, let's use them together." ”

Wei Xuan has mastered thirty-six divine powers and seventy-two magic techniques, and now there is no shortage of combat means. However, he still adopts a passive defensive posture. Because he broke through the realm twice, in fact, he relied on forcible grabbing, and lacked combat experience, and a strong man in the Yudan realm like the Blood Poor Man became his best whetstone.

However, the blood-poor man lost his patience, roared, sacrificed a bronze mirror, and sneered: "This seat will be as you wish, let you taste the power of this blood mirror!"

As the blood-poor man recited this magic trick, the bronze mirror suddenly emitted a pillar of blood-colored light, shooting straight towards Wei Xuan. The speed of light is 300,000 kilometers per second, and the maximum speed of Wei Xuan's Fog and Cloud Divine Power can only reach ten miles per second. The gap was so great that he didn't have time to dodge it. Of course, Wei Xuan didn't think about dodging. He snorted coldly, and the source power of his body flowed, intending to force this pillar of light.

The pillar of light came in an instant, slamming into Wei Xuan's body. Wei Xuan only felt that the blood veins in his body were boiling, and the blood flow accelerated instantly, almost coming out of his body. At this moment, twelve blue circles of light lit up on his body, dissolving the pillar of light into invisibility.

The blood poor man didn't expect Wei Xuan to be able to withstand his fatal blow, his face became solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll see how long you can hold on!"

After speaking, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of essence blood rushed out and sprayed on the bronze mirror. Suddenly, the bronze mirror was blazing, and it turned blood-red, looking extremely weird. And the blood-poor man spurted out this mouthful of essence blood, and he seemed to have been hit hard, and his expression began to languish. Obviously, this spell casting also caused him a lot of loss, and even hurt his Daoji. At this point, the blood-poor man has already saved his desperate mind and will not leave a little behind.

Wei Xuan also became cautious, and once again used the technique of spreading Chen, and launched three source power shields in front of him one after another.

I saw the blood poor man stretch out his hand and point at Wei Xuan, gritted his teeth and spit out a few words, and said: "The blood is monstrous, extinguish!"