Drinking with Blood

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed to say..."

The old man in black cast a cold glance at Ye Qian, who was smiling, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

It is obvious that he only has the cultivation base at the beginning of the sixth level of the Glimpse Dao Realm, which is two small realms behind him.

But surprisingly, when Ye Qian stood not far from him, a sense of crisis made his hair stand on end, and he seemed to have the illusion that he couldn't beat this junior.

"kill him!"

The old man in black didn't move, and coldly ordered his subordinates hidden around him to do it.

Before the words were finished, a black shadow with a blood-red sword light slashed straight at the heart of King Quan Fugui.

A familiar cruel smile appeared on the corner of King Quan Fugui's mouth, and the lamp in his hand was thrown into the air, and his figure moved a bit away, just avoiding the sword light.

The moment King Quan and Fugui passed by that black shadow, a blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand, simply slashing a smear of blood in the air. .

"Looking at the late stage of the fifth level of Dao Realm, that's all!"

King Quanfugui raised his long sword, shaking off the blood on the sword, the sword tip was shoulder height, and asked to catch the falling oil lamp.

In the night wind, the oil lamp flickered with a faint yellow light, illuminating the blood-stained sword body and the darkened faces of the other black-clothed practitioners surrounded by King Quan Fugui.

handsome! It's so handsome! Learned something new about being handsome today!

Ye Qian applauded silently, the lamp went up and down, a good head disappeared, if any little girl was here, her soul would be taken away.

There are fifteen more, five at the peak of the fifth level of Dao Peeping Realm, ten late fifth level, plus the dead late fifth level, and the old man next to Ye Qian at the late sixth level of Dao Peeping Realm, how much hatred and hatred?

How long has it been since the two of them stepped out of Anwenfang City?

It only takes a bowl of noodles to organize such a large lineup, give it a little more time, and it won't turn the world upside down!

At this moment, Ye Qian finally understands how important the weighty votes are in the mouth of the king, and these are probably just appetizers!

Wang Quanfugui took a sip of the wine in his hand, his hoarse laughter sounded like a devil weeping in the night sky, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the lamp on the tip of the sword shot up into the sky again.

"Hahaha... If you don't go up, then I will go up!"

King Quan Fugui seemed to be covered in boundless blood, his eyes were as cold as ghosts, and there was a bloodthirsty cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. With the movement of the sword, another human head soared into the sky.

"Don't be broken one by one, forming a bloody net, strangling..."

The other black-clothed cultivators immediately came to their senses. Walking with the royal power and wealth with mysterious steps, streaks of blood-red spiritual energy pierced out from the sword, intertwined and shrunk little by little, slowly squeezing the royal power and wealth. Walk the space.

sharp! Ye Qian's eyes narrowed, and he nodded secretly. The battle formations of these cultivators don't have much power bonus, but the beauty is that there is obviously no limit to the number of people in this formation. powerful.

"How about this sea of ​​blood?"

The old man looked at the increasingly difficult kingship and wealth, with a smile on his face, and quite proudly asked the young man next to him who made him uncertain about his strength.

"It's just a knife!"

Ye Qian curled his lips, the royal power and wealth suffer from low realms, and he can't break the bloody spiritual power with a single sword, but for Ye Qian, with this level of spiritual power, it's no problem to cut it into pieces from spiritual energy to people with one knife.

They are all at the peak of the late stage of the fifth level of the Dao Realm. To deal with a kid who is at the peak of the fourth level of the Dao Realm, a dozen or so people have to form a battle formation to surround and kill him. This old man really shouldn't be too thick-skinned!

"I hope your knife is half as sharp as your mouth!" The old man sneered.

"When you see my knife, that is the last view you will see in this world! Just look at it and cherish it!"

Ye Qian directly slammed back, and he was also right.

I don’t want to kill you now, I just want the royal power and wealth to see clearly how you died, so as to make people feel more affectionate. Do you really think it’s my mercy that allowed you to live a little longer? How dare you tease me with your mouth? I don’t know how to die How to write words!

The old man was suffocated when he heard the words, you really dare to say it, it seems that you are two small realms higher than you, and you can't even catch a single move from you, so why don't you go to the gate of heaven and why don't you come to the southern wasteland!

"He's going to die!"

The old man smiled coldly.

In the arena, the blood sea net formed by the blood-colored spiritual energy of fifteen Dao Peering Stage 5 cultivators slowly merged during the contraction process, gradually forming a blood-colored ball, which firmly imprisoned the royal power and wealth.

"When the sea of ​​blood net turns into a blood prison, that is the moment when he bestows the head!" The old man smiled triumphantly, and when the blood cells formed, the old man let out a chuckle, "You lost, kid!"

"He used to practice with you?" Ye Qian was unmoved, seeing the blood cells getting smaller and smaller. If this continues, the royal power and wealth will definitely be crushed into a pile of flesh and blood mixture.

"That's right, I've been practicing for eleven years!"

The old man's smug smile froze, and he said displeasedly.

"Then he must have learned from this Xuehailuo Internet cafe, how could he fall into it so easily, I guess he did it on purpose, what do you think?" Ye Qian smiled lightly, this kid can be lucky enough to abduct him when he goes out to eat at a street stall The daughter-in-law who gave away the exercises, if she can die so easily, I will lose, and when I go back, I will become a salted fish raised by a woman in Zhuoyuan's family.

"You...it's impossible...to turn the sea of ​​blood into a blood prison, even if your cultivation base is one level higher, you can't break through it, let alone his cultivation base is one level lower, unless..."

The old man's face changed slightly, and he also sensed that something was wrong, but he was already imprisoned in the blood prison, and he was either squeezed into meat paste by the blood prison, or the kid's plot had succeeded.

impossible!

The old man felt very uneasy. The blood sea net can be used to imprison and kill, and it can also refine the blood-colored aura of the cultivators to increase their cultivation base, but the non-family patriarch can't practice it. How could a boy be an outsider to practice!

Ye Qian saw that the old man was a bit lacking in confidence, so he calmed down a little. It seems that the royal power and wealth should be fine, but he didn't know what the kid was planning.

In mid-air, the blood cell-shaped spiritual power blood prison is getting smaller and smaller, and the blood color is getting more and more solid. The faces of the fifteen black-clothed practitioners are also getting more and more joyful. shrink.

Not long after, when the diameter of the blood prison shrank to the height of a person, it could no longer be reduced by half. All black-clothed practitioners all changed their faces. No matter how much spiritual power was input, the blood prison swallowed them all like a bottomless pit, but there was still no change.

This situation lasted for as long as a cup of tea, and the old man next to Ye Qian couldn't stay still anymore, his hand was on the hilt of his sword, as if he would strike at any time.

smaller!

When the fifteen black-clothed practitioners were about to despair, the blood prison began to change and continued to shrink. Everyone was overjoyed, and the pale face that had been sent too much bloody spiritual power was also a little more excited. Ruddy, invariably passed on all the remaining spiritual power in her body.

But the changes didn't seem quite right. The blood prison should have shrunk into a ball, crushing the imprisoned people into meat paste, but now the blood prison has shrunk, slowly forming a human shape.

"Suppressing Clan Cultivation Technique Blood Sea Seizing Soul Dafa—how could it be!"

The old man's eyes were full of shock, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, how could he, how dare the patriarch!

The fifteen people in the arena must be hopeless. They were selected by Seizing Soul Dafa, and their spiritual power and blood will not stop until their bodies are drained.

This is a conspiracy, no wonder the patriarch who has always protected this kid agreed to this siege so quickly, I want to go back alive and expose the patriarch!

The old man is not the one who hangs up with Yourou, and he is not sure about the result when he sees something wrong. Surging blood-colored spiritual energy gushes out and slaps Ye Qian. The burst back, lasing away into the depths of the darkness.

"Boy, let you go, let's fight again in the future!"

I'm about to run away and don't forget to say harsh words! It really is a thief who never dies!

Ye Qian was dumbfounded by the old man's words. Although it was very difficult for the old man to suddenly run away, since he promised the royal power and wealth to save the old boy's life, he naturally had to do it.

"Where do you want to go!"

Ye Qian flickered and appeared directly in front of the old man running away, looking at the old man with a half-smile.

"The boy is looking for death! The body and the sword are one!"

The old man was furious, without much nonsense, the bloody long sword in his hand merged with the old man, his spiritual power surged, and it turned into a bloody giant sword, stabbing at Ye Qian fiercely with a destructive majesty.

"It's somewhat similar to the power of my long spear before. Both are powerful, but the power is not concentrated!"

Ye Qian admired the old man a little bit, if he didn't break through the sixth level of Dao Peeping Realm, he really couldn't do anything about this move, he would definitely get hurt if he fought hard, and he would let him go if he dodged it.

The speed of this combination of body and sword is no different from that of Jiandun. Once it is fully deployed, the speed is not so fast. If the old man uses it from the beginning, Ye Qian may not be able to block it.

"Unfortunately, your luck is too bad!"

Ye Qian smiled sarcasticly, stretched out his hand, and an ancient knife appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the bloody giant sword paused in the air for a moment as if it was hindered by something.

Inside the giant sword, the old man lost his mind for a while, and when he woke up, an ancient knife with a purple aurora flashed across the sword, splitting the huge blood-colored long sword in two, and the old man only felt his waist go cold .

The old man lowered his head and watched himself lose control from the waist down and fall from the air. He smiled sadly, turned his head to look at Ye Qian with difficulty, held the blood gushing from his throat, and praised with a miserable smile:

"A good knife, this old man deserves to die!"

"Pfft..." A big mouthful of blood spewed out, the old man lost the last bit of control over his body, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Knowing that his time was approaching, looking at the deep night sky, the old man uttered his last words with all his last strength:

"I hate it. First, I hate that there are so many talents in the world. Second, I hate being young and frivolous for letting down my good time in cultivation. Third, I hate..."

After all, the old man did not finish speaking, and died with the last regret.

Ye Qian was silent when he heard about it, some things he didn't understand until he died, and it was too late to regret, Ye Qian, the only way to find the way, is to be brave and hardworking, and he will never let himself fall into such a situation...