"——I'll let you die without a burial place!"

Outside the mountains and forests, on the official road, a man wearing a white python flying fish suit was hunting and shaking.

The invisible atmosphere is pulled by the foot pulse.

It lingers around your feet like a dragon riding on the wind.

The powerful body stimulated the internal organs, and he opened his mouth and spit out eight big characters.

Every syllable seems to be condensed into substance.

It was like rolling thunder blasting away air waves and crashing down heavily.

The roaring wind and the lashing of the violent current made Meng Changhe's face tremble.

His eyelids twitched fiercely, and when he caught a glimpse of that familiar upright figure, a strong anger flashed through his heart.

"Ji Yuan, Ji Jiulang! Who will live and who will die today is not your decision!"

Meng Changhe's voice was as hoarse as a night owl, containing endless resentment and joy.

As if he thought of something, he raised a cruel smile on his lips.

He stretched out his right hand, spread his fingers, and grasped Yan Sheng's nine-ring golden sword.

Then he deliberately looked at the cold-looking Ji Yuan with provocative eyes.

Wait for the time when the other party is only a hundred steps away and is about to arrive.

Meng Changhe suddenly smiled evilly without any hesitation.

He directly raised the nine-ringed golden sword and struck it down towards Qin Wugou!

The blood and energy in the body are pouring out like a vast ocean, penetrating the skin and infecting the entire mountain and forest with blood red!

The seven or eight-foot-long sharp sword glowed like a sword flying across the sky to strangle everything!

He also wanted this Liaodong mud-legged man to experience the pain of being so close but unable to do anything about it!

"I will die at the hands of a villain..."

Qin Wugou's expression was miserable. She first received Yan Sheng's life-threatening knife with her bare hands, which was equivalent to withstanding a full blow from the master of the four realms.

Later, the body-protecting true energy was broken, causing the blood and energy to reverse course, backwash the internal organs, and damage the foundation of the body.

After repeated heavy blows, the female Qianhu's face turned pale at this time.

He half fell and half sat down in the mud, without any strength to move.

I can only watch helplessly as the sword gleams through the air and kills me!

However, when she heard the clear voice that shook the mountains and forests, like thunder, her heart felt inexplicably calm for a moment.

But soon, a look of worry appeared on that cold face.

After killing Yan Sheng in one fell swoop, Meng Changhe's aura was obviously getting higher and higher.

It's like swallowing a tiger or wolf tonic, and a huge change occurs.

There is even a strange feeling that it is about to break through the blood exchange barrier and open up the sea of ​​qi!

What's even more suspicious is that Meng Changhe's original injuries not only recovered as before.

The level of Qi and blood within the body seems to have been greatly improved.

Threads and wisps, like viscous blood inflammation flowing with thick slurry.

Like a swimming snake, it slithers on the surface of the body.

It was like fire oil was poured on it, burning violently, eroding every inch of flesh and blood and every muscle and bone.

It's like some kind of terrible evil is being born!

"Jiulang should turn around and go back to Beijing to report the matter... He may not be Meng Changhe's opponent."

As soon as a thought arose, Qin Wugou closed his eyes as he felt the coldness of the approaching sword.

Like a waterfall of black hair flying backwards, a faint red line and blood oozed out from the neck.

Half of this female Qianhu's foot has already stepped onto the road to hell and is about to become a soul-severing person.

Peng!

Ji Yuan's face was still expressionless, but a wind dragon that fell under his feet suddenly exploded and turned into billowing air to propel his body.

The foot pulses are stimulated and the Qinggong is activated, causing the white python and flying fish suit to bring up illusory afterimages.

It seemed like a flash of light, passing by in a blink of an eye, and suddenly it was three minutes faster.

Gift of the Blood God!

Hell blood curse!

The blood in the body increases dramatically!

As fast as lightning!

Ji Yuan took another ten steps, stretched his arms, and pressed down with his five fingers!

boom!

The atmosphere suddenly exploded, extruding layers of ripples like water waves!

Between the lightning and flint, Ji Yuan's right hand reached out and grabbed the sharp sword light that cut through gold and cut jade!

The Fudosan King Sutra dominates the heart, just like eight hundred Arhats speaking in unison, emitting golden Buddha light.

There is a solid meaning of indestructibility and immortality of flesh and blood.

Like dew or electricity, it flows in the palm of your hand!

Click!

There was a crisp sound like glass breaking, and the incomparable light of the killing sword was crushed into pieces before it even touched Qin Wugou's snow-like skin!

Immediately afterwards, the corners of the white python's flying fish suit rolled up, making a hunting sound.

That tall and straight figure remained strong, its steps changing.

A flash across the mountains and forests!

Large swaths of mud were thrown away, as if they had been hit by an iron plow!

In an instant, cold murderous intent shot up into the sky.

It was like a dark cloud was pressing over the top, suddenly approaching Meng Changhe.

"I said, I want you to die without a burial place——"

Ji Yuan's right hand's Yin pulse activated, and the rich green light like water rippled, turning into the cold sword light that condensed into substance!

While swiping vertically and horizontally, his figure looked like a dream, as if there were winds, tigers, clouds and dragons accompanying him.

With the horse and the joint force, he broke through the formation alone with the killing power, and rushed straight over!

"Still as unruly as ever! Hum, I have the Blood God to witness this battle for me!"

There was a rare look of solemnity in Meng Changhe's eyebrows.

Seeing the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword roaring and killing, covering all directions, his reaction was also very fast.

The ten fingers of both hands turned like wheels, gathering hot blood flames the size of fists.

After that, a strange handprint was formed and shot out instantly.

Chi Chi Chi!

Dozens of coquettish scarlet flowers, the blood inflammation that burns the skin and flesh, are like straight lines of fire.

They criss-cross and weave into a net, covering the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword!

This change of move may seem ordinary, but in fact it contains great power.

The line of blood flames collided with the fierce sword light.

Immediately, it was like water and fire clashing, creating a scalding heat wave that melted gold and sparkling rocks!

Chi chi chi, the three-yin demon-slaying sword that is always invincible and extremely condensed.

It was suddenly destroyed and reduced to nothing!

"Forged with my blood-gang true body, the blood demon's heart can reshape a person's body..."

winter!

After Meng Changhe blocked the blow, his body was shaken.

He was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was met with a pair of cold eyes that were as indifferent as a god.

The slightest chill is like a waterfall, hitting the sea of ​​soul and consciousness, making the whole body feel chilly!

"Just die!"

Ji Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and his tall and straight figure moved sideways like a high mountain.
To be continued...