"Don't!"

The sudden scene suddenly made the blood boy look stunned, and then he couldn't help but exclaim loudly, but unfortunately, it was all too late. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing the anxious roar of the Blood Prince, Zili and the others also felt a little uncomfortable, and even when they saw the Blood Boy step out at this time, they hurriedly caught up with the footsteps of those Blood Sea Sect disciples.

"Bang ......"

However, at the moment when the blood boy strode out, a low collision sound resounded again, and several blood-colored figures crossed a blood line in the air, spat out blood, and threw it towards the rear.

In just ten breaths, those wolf-like Blood Sea Sect disciples were severely injured and shot back, covered with blood, and smashed heavily on the hill, and the sound of wailing was endless.

This scene made the face of the Blood Boy instantly become solidified, his face was full of gloom, and he couldn't help but pause, he knew very well in his heart that he could hit the five elite disciples of the Blood Sea Sect in such a short period of time, and the strength of the person who shot it must have reached an extremely terrifying situation.

"I don't know which friend made the move, please come out and see ......" The blood boy said in a deep voice with a gloomy face, staring at the slightly shaking grass.

"Blood boy, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come to harm!" As the blood boy's words fell, a gloomy and mocking voice slowly resounded in the mountain stream, and then, a figure carrying a black iron heavy sword slowly walked out, and there were four figures behind him, followed by a woman and three men.

These five people are Yang Ming and others.

Seeing this figure, the blood boy's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said coldly: "It's you?"

This face, the blood boy is almost unforgettable for life, this is a young man who is so powerful that he is a little afraid, every time he thinks of that battle, the blood boy's heart continues to sink, and his gloomy face becomes even more terrifying.

Taking a deep breath and slowly calming down the killing intent surging in his chest, the blood boy's gaze swept over Wen Ruyu and his party, and said with a soft smile: "What's the matter?

The smile of the blood prince was full of sarcasm, although he was very jealous of Yang Ming, but with the support of the Zihua Sect, this person was not worried, if it wasn't for the imminent competition for the inheritance of the temple, with his temperament, it would be a bloody storm today.

"Congratulations, you guessed it!"

As soon as the words fell, before the blood boy could continue to speak, Yang Ming stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body was like a meteor, and he disappeared out of thin air in the same place.

The next moment, Yang Ming's figure instantly appeared on the left side of the blood boy, and a carrier of the strong palm wind slammed into his head.

Seeing this, the blood boy's face suddenly changed slightly, the latter's strength was really terrifying, according to the speed he showed just now, he suddenly found that the other party's strength seemed to have become stronger.

"You ......"

The blood boy suddenly had an urge to scold his mother in his heart, he hadn't seen him for just a few days, and the latter's strength had improved again, how could this Nima make people play.

The current situation is critical, he can't help but have extra thoughts, at the moment when Yang Ming made a move, the blood boy was also angry, and the blood-colored internal force in his body was like a monstrous sea of blood, constantly gushing out of the body, forming waves of blood, which suddenly flooded towards Yang Ming.

"A sea of blood!"

Immediately shouted angrily, the blood robe on the blood boy's body floated in the wind, and the terrifying bloody aura filled the entire camp, the scene was like a Shura hell, it was disgusting.

Today's ancient temple has long been surrounded by crowds, and there are figures almost everywhere, and in the face of the murderous Yang Ming and his party, many people can feel that there is a good show to watch, so at the moment when Yang Ming made a move, everyone cheered up and looked like they were ready to watch a good show.

These onlookers, their eyes are almost staring at the figure in the blood wave, looking at the blood boy, his eyes are full of surprise, now, on the rivers and lakes of Yunzhou, the power of the blood sea gate is getting bigger and bigger, and many people in the rivers and lakes have died in their hands for no reason, this kind of behavior has caused the dissatisfaction of many famous and decent people, but some people have a trace of illusion and are unwilling to completely tear their faces with the blood sea gate, so when they encounter conflicts with the people of the blood sea gate, they will not be able to do it in the end.

"Sword Interception, First Style!"

Yang Ming's eyes widened angrily, and he roared in a low voice, the black iron heavy sword was like a black sword qi, instantly splitting the sea of blood, and his figure flashed out, and he pounced directly towards the blood boy, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was going to kill the latter with one blow.

Wherever the black iron sword passed, the sound of a sonic boom sounded in the air, and the space seemed to be completely split by this sword, coming straight to the head of the blood boy.

Once he is hit by this terrifying sword, even if the blood boy has ten lives, it will definitely not be enough to live, so in the face of this killing sword, the blood boy can only choose to retreat.

However, Yang Ming came with anger this time, how could he let him retreat so easily, so at the moment when the blood boy retreated, Yang Ming stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed out like a sharp arrow.

"Wind Word Sword Technique!"

In the flickering of his figure, Yang Ming suddenly appeared beside the blood boy like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, and the terrifying wind blade suddenly flew out, straight to the throat of the latter.

Then, the endless Wind Blade attacks were like scattering beans, frantically pounced on the Blood Prince, completely drowning him in the sea of Wind Blades.

"Damn, it's only been a few days, and the strength has skyrocketed so much......" In the sea of wind blades, the face of the blood boy was like suffering from bitterness, and his expression was full of helplessness, he had always been arrogant, but under Yang Ming's crazy attack, he became vulnerable.

"Who is this person, and why is his strength so terrifying?"

"Damn, this is a demon who came out of there, why have you never heard of his deeds on the rivers and lakes?"

"The strength has reached this point at a young age, Yunzhou is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

“......”

The crowd of onlookers around saw that the blood boy was being pressed and beaten all the time, if nothing else, the blood boy's horror would not last for a quarter of an hour, or even shorter.

It's terrible, it's terrible!

The people of the two realms of righteousness and demons stared at the figures who were fighting, and their hearts couldn't help but be full of shock, if a genius of this level was placed in their door, it would definitely be a demon who had beaten all the invincible opponents!

The onlookers, while secretly shocking in their hearts, secretly used Yang Ming to compare with the disciples of their own sect, and in an instant, they were ready to call out.

Not an opponent at all!

Among the younger generation, the strength of the blood prince is already one of the top few people, except for a few demons of the two realms, who can make his opponent, but Yang Ming is not included among these people, which is what surprised them the most.

As the two sides fell into a fierce battle, everyone's eyes suddenly became hot, this is the top battle in the Tongmai realm, and it is rare to see it in ordinary times!

In the sky of the wind blade, the blood boy's blood robe had been torn to shreds, and his body was full of hideous scars, Yang Ming glanced at him lightly, his arm shook suddenly, and then the black iron sword was raised high, and the flying wind blade suddenly froze, and quickly converged towards the black iron sword, forming an incomparably huge wind blade, which slashed down from the top of the blood boy's head.

Seeing this scene, the blood boy's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and he immediately shouted angrily, and a blood-colored shield appeared on his body, which was protected by the group.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and the ground suddenly trembled violently, and a deafening dull sound was like rolling thunder, which made people's hearts shocked.

In a moment, the collision between the huge wind blade and the blood-colored cover divided the victory and defeat, but after holding on for three breaths, the blood-colored cover was like glass pressed by gravity, and everyone only heard a "click", and then it completely shattered, and the terrible wind blade hit the face of the blood boy.

If he was hit by Yang Ming's sword, the blood boy would probably be split in half in an instant, and he exclaimed immediately: "Brother Zi, save me!"

The blood boy knew in his heart that in this case, the only people who could save him were the Zili brothers and sisters, and if they were all watching from the wall, then he might really have to plant it this time.

Hearing the call of the blood boy, Zi Li did not dare to hesitate, now that the temple is about to open, with the alliance between the two of them, if the blood son dies in the hands of this strange young man like this, it will not be good for him, so no matter how unwilling Zi Li is at this time, he has to save the blood child.

Now that he has an idea, Zi Li will not hesitate at all, after all, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and he can't judge whether the blood boy can take the other party's sword, so after he heard the voice of the cry for help, the purple shadow flashed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in place.

When Yang Ming watched his sword split the other party in half, in the void, a purple shadow slashed, and the terrifying sword light came straight towards Yang Ming's throat.

Siege Wei to save Zhao!

This is Yang Ming's first thought, the other party did not directly save the blood boy, but rushed to himself, if he insisted on killing the blood boy at this time, then, the other party's sword would also cut his throat, although, Yang Ming wanted to kill the blood boy, but compared to his own life, the life of the blood boy was insignificant to him.

Therefore, the moment he felt the purple sword light appear, Yang Ming decisively retreated, giving up his plan to kill the blood prince, it was not that he was afraid of death, but that it was not worth it.

When the blood boy saw the wind blade that receded like a tide, the fear in his eyes slowly subsided, and the other party's sword almost made him smell the breath of death, at that moment, he had a feeling of wanting to use the life-saving hole card given to him by his father.

The blood boy knew in his heart that once he used this hole card, the position of the future master of the Blood Sea Gate would be lost to him, so at the moment of facing life and death, he endured the fear in his heart, stared at the wind blade like the scythe of death, and was stunned that he did not use the hole card.

Until the moment Zi Li made a move, the blood boy's tense body seemed to be drained of strength, and his whole body softened, and he knew that he didn't have to die for the time being.

"Who are you?" staggered back two steps, looking at the purple figure that suddenly appeared on the left, Yang Ming's pupils shrank, and he asked coldly.

"Zihuazong, Zili!" replied with a wave of his sleeve robe, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding an ancient long sword.

"Zihua Sect!"

Hearing this name, Yang Ming was suddenly shocked in his heart, before leaving, he vaguely remembered his master's words, and told himself to be careful of the people of Zihua Sect.

But anyone who can come out of this sect is all evil, one after another may be fine, if it is a group, then the matter will be troublesome.

At the beginning, his master Lin Tianchong had also suffered a big loss from the Zihua Sect, which made him so jealous, and even told himself three times and twice.

"This brother, the temple is about to open, it is not appropriate to fight here to the death, if you have any grievances, you can settle them after entering the temple, and you can do it so that others will not have a chance to take advantage of it, so let's see the face of my Zihua Sect, how about everyone take a step back now?"

Zili was expressionless, just looked at Yang Ming calmly in place, his eyes were full of indifference, hoping that the other party could make the right choice, if the latter was not interested and went down his steps, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

"Good and evil are not separated, since you are a member of the Zihua Sect, there is nothing to say. Yang Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth, his face showed a cold color, and he looked like he would start doing it without saying a word.

"This brother, why are you so aggressive, this is an ancient Jedi, once you provoke the Blood Sea Gate and the Zihua Sect, do you think you still have a way to live after entering the temple?"

A trace of cold killing intent flashed in Zili's indifferent eyes, with his identity, few people rejected him, so over time, he developed a natural sense of superiority, as if except for the people inside the Zihua Sect, everyone else in the world had to obey him.

"Besides, I believe that brother, you are a smart person, you should know better than anyone else the truth of forgiveness and forgiveness, once you force people to be anxious, it will not be good for everyone, don't you say?" Zili looked at Yang Ming, who was silent, with a sneer, and said word by word.

After listening to Zili's words, the righteous people who were watching on the side couldn't help frowning slightly, and they wanted to stand up even more impatiently, but they were pressed in place by their peers.

As Zili's words fell, the silence of this world was terrifying, and the fire of gossip in everyone's hearts was blazing, and they wanted to know what decision Yang Ming would make.

After pondering for a long time, Yang Ming slowly raised his head, tilted his head and glanced at Zi Li, who seemed to be smiling on the other side, and asked calmly, "Can I understand your words as a threat?"

Hearing this, Zili suddenly smiled dumbly, he thought that Yang Ming just wanted to give himself a step, so he asked this, if he said it, Yang Ming was going to give in.

"It's just a personal suggestion from me, you don't have to think about it. Zili shrugged his shoulders, ready to accept Yang Ming's compromise, to be honest, he really likes this kind of use of force to coerce the enemy to compromise, this feeling is simply refreshing.

"No, I think you're a threat!" (To be continued.) )