I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1507 The True Meaning of Life

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Bright red blood spattered and fell on the dark blade.

At this time, Hei Yiren's sleeves were already moving towards An Lin with murderous intent, even faster than An Lin's triple explosion state.

An Lin did not dodge, the Shengxie Sword wrapped around Liufeng, and at the same time attached to his powerful soul, it swung across the space and slashed directly towards Hei Yiren's neck!

He wants to behead Hei Yiren again. Even if the Hedao Vampires have extremely strong vitality, there will always be a critical point. Once the critical point is exceeded, even gods will die!

Moreover, this sword slash with the power of his blood and soul might be more effective!

Hei Yiren realized that An Lin didn't care about her retaliation, and his pretty face became a little more stern. No one dared to look down on her like this when she was in the dancing lotus flower state!

The dark and smooth ground that has been assimilated by her divine way is her stage. Dancing with her long sleeves on the stage, she is the only scenery in this world. Everyone will be eclipsed in front of her!

She tapped her toes, twisted her waist, her ink clothes fluttered, bringing out a faint fragrance, and her slender and graceful body tilted to the side like a ghost.

An Lin's Wind Sword was about to fail, but he changed his moves in the air and changed its trajectory!

Hei Yiren's expression changed drastically. What kind of powerful reaction speed was needed to keep up with her dance steps?

"Seeking death!" She snorted coldly, and the long sleeves of her hands had already reached An Lin's back.

An Lin's sword fell without hesitation. The blade tore through the woman's black clothes and drew a bloody mark on her round and white shoulders. At the same time, Hei Yiren's sleeve also hit An Lin hard on the back.

The power surged in overwhelmingly.

An Lin felt as if his back was hit by hundreds of sacred mountains. A terrifying tearing sensation came from his divine body. Even his bones were overwhelmed and cracked slightly from the impact.

"Pfft..." Qi and blood surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

An Lin was thrown thousands of meters away.

Hei Yiren turned around gracefully, the corners of her delicate mouth raised slightly, and her dark eyes were full of disdain: "How stupid, you actually plan to trade your injury with me? Can you afford it?"

After that, she provocatively scratched the wound on her shoulder with her green jade finger, picked up the blood, stretched out her tongue and licked it, narrowed her eyes slightly, and groaned, looking like she was enjoying it.

An Lin got up from the ground and couldn't help laughing when he saw Hei Yiren doing this.

In the eyes of Hei Yiren, she made money, but little did she know...

In An Lin's eyes, she had been killed instantly! !

Seeing An Lin's expression, Hei Yi felt a little unhappy.

It was obvious that she had the advantage, but that man showed such a lewd smile. It was really hateful!

She stepped on her tiptoes and swept towards An Lin again like a thunderbolt. His sleeves were as light as mist, and with the darkest and most desperate power, they shrouded the man not far away.

An Lin just stood there, making no movement, looking at her expectantly, with an expression full of victory, which made her feel even more irritated and uneasy.

Hei Yiren thought of the mad Emperor Anmang who was still going crazy in the Holy Land of the Blood Clan. The once most powerful Holy Son was now reduced to disheveled hair, and kept mumbling "What is the ancestor, what is the Tao", and the whole person seemed to be useless... …

She knew that An Lin was most likely responsible for all this. Therefore, her previous contempt was only strategic contempt, but she still attached great importance to it in actual combat.

So, what does An Lin's smile mean?

Hei Yiren inexplicably felt that An Lin's smile was a bit charming. She danced her sleeves and rushed towards An Lin like a dragon: "Dancing Lotus, sleeves fall!"

The jet-black sleeves carried billions of dollars of force and hit the opponent directly.

Even if you are a super powerful person in the Hedao realm, if you use your body to receive this blow, your bones and flesh will be broken into pieces!

Bang! !

The Shinto energy formed an impact and stirred for hundreds of miles.

The layers of sleeves collided like falling meteorites and landed on the green turtle shell on An Lin's surface. The turtle shell trembled violently, but there was no sign of being broken.

"So hard..." Hei Yiren's face changed slightly.

The uneasiness in the blood emperor's heart became more and more intense. An Lin could evade or fight back, but he chose the most cowardly defense. Was he waiting for something?

"Plop..."

Suddenly her heart beat very fast.

The blood all over his body was boiling inexplicably. It was a kind of destruction brought about by extreme exercise and sublimation!

"Ah...!" Emperor Hei Yiren's face was flushed, and his perky chest rose and fell violently under the cloud clothes. He covered his heart with his bare hands, and his eyes were sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

"With this power, I feel like every cell in my body is pulsating..." She looked at An Lin with a look of shock on her face, "You...what on earth did you do to me?"

An Lin got rid of his hiding state and looked at the woman in front of him with a face that was so flushed that he couldn't walk with a victor's smile. His voice was full of magnetism and he said seriously: "Do you want to understand the true meaning of life? Do you want the true meaning of life?" Are you alive? The holy blood will give you the answer..."

Hei Yiren was stunned for a moment, then recalled the time when An Lin was so frightened that he slashed his sword, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "It turns out it's your blood...you poisoned the blood?!"

"No, it's not poison, but my blood itself is poisonous." An Lin sneered.

"Ah...!" Hei Yiren cried out again, breathing rapidly, her white skin showing a strange flush, and her whole body trembling, as if she was resisting a special force.

"It will always hurt a little the first time, but you will get used to it and enjoy it later." Seeing this, An Lin smiled and comforted.

Hei Yiren: "..."

The vampires in the Hedao realm are not fools, so they naturally know the uniqueness of An Lin's blood.

That kind of extremely pure blood can make the blood in the whole body boil and tremble. This is the power of destruction! If you don't die in destruction, you will be reborn in this destruction!

"Ah..." There was a bit of tenderness in Hei Yiren's cry.

She bowed slightly, her slender legs together, her hands tightly grasping her chest, her white skin was a little wet, and sweat dripped. From An Lin's angle, he could also see two white spots shaking gently under Yun Shang's collar.

On the city wall, some monks who couldn't help but pay attention to An Lin's battle were a little confused and shocked.

"The fight between An Lin and Hei Yiren was so strange. They fought for a few times and then suddenly stopped."

"Emperor Hei Yiren looked so painful. Was he cursed?"

"Why did Hei Yiren look a little happy... No, it should be ecstasy."

"... What did Sect Master An Lin do?"

No matter what everyone said, An Lin held Hei Yiren back, which brought great changes to the battle situation between the two sides.

No matter which level of the battlefield, the Jiuzhou coalition has begun to gain the upper hand!

Xu Xiaolan stood on the phoenix, looking at Hei Yiren, who was in high spirits, and An Lin, who was smiling. Although she knew what they were doing, she couldn't help but twitch her mouth.

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