Chapter 2989 Kill Two People in a Row and Ask the Enemy

Biku opened his mouth wide and was completely petrified. He was dumbfounded throughout the battle and couldn't believe it at all.

A six-star, thousand-world peak, crossing the seven-star barrier, killing a stronger seven-star, thousand-world beginner with three halberds, simply subverted his three views.

And after the beating, this person didn't run away, but continued to sit down and practice, as if nothing happened.

He cautiously reminded: "My lord, if you don't leave..."

"Shut up."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Qingxuan replied two words softly.

Biku immediately shut up and didn't dare to say anything more.

Yang Qingxuan's body was still exploding under the impact of essence and blood power, but healed back quickly. He has experience in merging with Guizang, and his control over the blood body is much stronger than that of ordinary blood martial practitioners.

"Finally found it!"

Not long after, there was another flash of light in the void, and two figures appeared one after another, one tall and one short, staring at Yang Qingxuan, uncertain.

The tall man took a few sniffs and said in surprise, "The smell of blood? He, he killed the blood slave?"

In fact, the bloody smell is everywhere in the Blood Prison of Yin Division, but the breath of blood slaves is even more peculiar, and they can smell each other.

The short man's face darkened, and he said: "He just killed a blood slave. Although he doesn't know who it is, he must be exhausted, and his cultivation base is only at the peak of the six-star thousand world, and he will never fight again. With the power, we will act now and take his life!"

The tall man said: "Okay, if you kill him, the ancestor will be happy, and we will have a good life."

The short man said: "I'll go down first to try it out, and you will sweep the formation for me."

The tall man's face changed slightly, and he said first: "He is only the peak of the six-star thousand world, and he just killed a blood slave. How can he have the strength to fight us? Why do you want to take the credit? Why don't you Luezhen, let me try it out."

Seeing that he had seen through his inner thoughts, the short man snorted angrily, shot towards Yang Qingxuan with a flash of his figure, and slapped out with a sudden palm, wanting to kill Yang Qingxuan and take the credit for himself.

The tall man was furious, and shouted: "Sure enough, he has bad intentions!" Immediately rushed forward, instead of attacking Yang Qingxuan, he slapped the short man with his palm.

"what you do?!"

The short man was furious, turned around suddenly, dodged the palm, and then punched the tall man.

Both of them regard Yang Qingxuan as meat in their mouths, for fear of being robbed by the other party.

At this moment, a terrifying force of tearing came from the sky. Yang Qingxuan didn't know when, holding a halberd, he slashed towards the short man closest to him with his full strength.

"impossible!"

The short man yelled in horror, Yang Qingxuan's halberd had already reached his head, and he tried to dodge hurriedly, but he was still chopped on the shoulder, cutting off his entire arm.

"what!"

The short man was in pain, not only did Yang Qingxuan's slash hurt him, but the tall man also punched him, hitting him mercilessly in the chest, causing him to vomit blood, and he flew backwards, his face full of resentment. color.

The tall man sneered and said, "Let you take the credit with me!"

Yang Qingxuan swung his halberd horizontally, and continued to rush towards the short man. He unleashed the seven moves of Tian Zhan and kept chopping towards him.

The tall man stood aside coldly and watched, but the more he looked at his heart, the more startled he became. This kid didn't look exhausted. Every move was kept at the peak of the six-star thousand world, and like an erupting volcano, the energy was endless. In his body, he also felt the power of palpitations and fear.

The tall man understood in an instant, his two teeth kept fighting, and said in a trembling voice, "You, you swallowed, that, that blood..."

He finally understood why the ancestor came suddenly, and he was so angry and furious when he summoned him.

A huge fear surged in the tall man's heart. Once something happened to the blood, they blood slaves might not be able to survive.

Frightened, he no longer cared about plotting with the short man, and rushed forward with a loud roar, "You're doomed!"

Yang Qingxuan was chopping the short man until he was dying, sensing the danger behind him, he immediately turned around, performed the Dao step, dodged the short man's attack in an instant, and then slammed on the tall man fiercely.

"what!--"

With a scream, the tall man was instantly split in half and exploded in the air.

The short man was terrified, turned into a light and was about to run away, but the same halberd light flew towards him and chopped him to death on the spot.

After Yang Qingxuan killed two people in a row, he shot out six phantom flames, burned the blood essence to pieces, and then continued to sit cross-legged in the void, practicing tactic.

Bicru has been petrified and has no ability to think at all. He just feels that everything in front of him is too absurd and impossible, but it really happened.

A large number of blood bubbles "bubbled" out of Yang Qingxuan's body, and his whole body turned into a boiling liquid like magma, but it was full of blood.

"William and Potter are dead too!"

The face of the blood saint patriarch changed drastically, sensing the disappearance of the three blood slaves, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley suddenly.

He didn't see the battle situation, but if the opponent can easily kill three blood slaves, the strength is so strong that the Advent Body may not be able to deal with it now.

Being extremely anxious, he soon saw a large area of ​​blood in front of him shooting up into the sky, and a familiar force spread out.

He knew in an instant that the other party had swallowed the essence blood, and he was so angry that he almost went crazy. He spat out a mouthful of blood in a "wow", and his mind was mixed, and he roared: "No matter who it is, I will definitely kill you!"

The blood slave's body continued to explode, as if unable to bear the anger of the blood saint ancestor, he rushed to Yang Qingxuan in an instant.

After seeing Yang Qingxuan's face clearly, the Blood Saint Patriarch calmed down, gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?!"

Yang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes. Although the situation on his body was terrible, his eyes were clear, and he suddenly asked a question.

The ancestor of the blood saint was stunned, because the question Yang Qingxuan asked was actually a difficult point in the blood nerve, and it was beyond the scope of the blood nerve, which was extremely mysterious.

After Yang Qingxuan and Guizang merged, the two learned each other's blood cultivation techniques. Both "Blood Nerve" and "Blood Sea Buddha Sutra" were enlightened from the same drop of Dao's blood, and they originally came from the same source. There are many differences in appearance, but the essence has not changed.

The ancestor of the blood saint was the number one genius of the undead race back then, and after so many years of cultivation, his understanding of blood nerves is unparalleled in this universe.

Hearing Yang Qingxuan's question, he immediately had a certain understanding of Yang Qingxuan's blood cultivation comprehension, and asked in surprise: "Are you an undead tribe?"

Yang Qingxuan didn't answer, but asked his doubts again.

The ancestor of the blood saint said angrily: "No matter who you are today, you must be refined by me to restore my supreme blood!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, an unmatched force struck out, and it was the blood god's first palm, hitting Yang Qingxuan!