Outside Bozhou City, the red sun shrank westward. Under the blood-red sunlight, Yang Xian finally saw the appearance of the man in blood who was chasing all the way.

This is a pale young man, covered in blood-colored clothes, with a white bone flute with a finger length hanging in front of his chest, and a long, flat silver bottle hanging around his waist. Under the illumination of his eyes, the light flowed faintly.

This man's face is narrow and long, and his chin is raised. It seems that he can pull him down and get off the ground with a slight pull. His appearance is extremely ugly.

But compared to his appearance, the most eye-catching thing is the bloody pupils under his two white eyebrows.

When these eyes looked at Yang Xian, there was an extremely cruel and cunning bloody feeling inside, which was the look that the most cruel and cunning beast had never had.

"I didn't expect that in this Baohua State, I would encounter a master-level master like you!"

The man in red grinned and said, "Excellent! Today, the 50,000 puppet corpses outside Bozhou City cannot stop you alone, which is beyond my expectations."

When he grinned, Yang Xian clearly saw that the teeth in this human mouth were very different from those of normal humans. They were like wild animals, with fangs and sharp teeth with barbs, like a blood-red human-shaped poisonous snake.

"Who are you?"

Yang Xian looked at the man in blood who looked very distorted on the opposite side, "What is the purpose of driving away the zombies to attack the city?"

The man in blood laughed and said, "What purpose?"

His hand shook, and a human-headed skeleton rod emerged from his sleeve, and blood flashed in his eyes, "My purpose is to kill people! The more you kill, the better!"

Thick yellow smoke began to emerge from the skull at the front of the skeleton in his hand, "As long as there are more people dead, the more the Emperor likes it, hehe..."

"Emperor?"

Yang Xian's body flashed, and he was approaching the man in blood. His fingers rose up and pointed to the man in blood's chest, "Who is the Emperor?"

"Bang!"

The skeleton stick in the blood-clothed man shook his hand suddenly, blocking the sword energy shot from Yang Xian's fingers, "Emperor, that's an existence that your humble life cannot understand..."

Before he could finish a word, the skeleton rod in his hand suddenly trembled, and with a click, the yellow smoke spread out, covering him alone.

The man in blood let out a muffled groan and his body quickly retreated. As he retreated, the clothes on his body made a slight "hissing" sound, which quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his red hair was also emitting smoke, and instantly melted a layer, as if it was burned by fire.

"What awesome poisonous gas!"

Seeing this, Yang Xian raised his eyebrows and reached out to grab the front, grabbed the large yellow smoke that exploded in front of him, and suddenly pressed it to the center, which had compressed the yellow fog in the sky into a small yellow pill.

The man in blood quickly retreated, holding the skeleton stick in his hand that was broken into two pieces and laughed strangely, "Okay, good, good skills, even an ordinary half-step sect can't break my bone stick. What kind of sword energy are you? Why do I look a little familiar with it..."

Yang Xian didn't answer, stepped forward, pushed forward with his palms, "Catch you and I'll tell you!"

The man in blood laughed wildly, "It's up to you!"

His body suddenly flew horizontally and flashed more than ten feet away in an instant, "Boy, do you really think you can catch me?"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "Then try it!"

The man in blood shook his body, and the clothes outside instantly broke into pieces, filled with internal energy and flew towards Yang Xian quickly.

At the same time, the man in red had long red hair standing up, and at the same time broke from the middle, and shot towards Yang Xian with the rag.

"Good skills!"

Yang showed his palm slapped forward like a wind, "With such a skill, why do you need to escape just now?"

"Puff puff puff"

After a series of light sounds, wisps of blue smoke flashed in the air, and all the hairs that shot towards Yang Xian were beaten to ashes by him in the air.

Yang Xian kept walking, his body flew up in the air, and he stepped one after another in the air, and he clamped the blood-clothed man in front of him with one hand, "Fellow Daoist, take me a seal!"

"Eight steps to the sky!"

Seeing Yang Xian stepping in the air as if he was on the flat ground, the man in blood changed his face, "Damn it, are you a student of the Confucian scholar?"

He looked panicked, "I said, how could I restrain me everywhere? I turned out to be a disciple of the Confucian sect!"

His body stuttered slightly, and then he ran forward desperately like a fire on his butt. "Isn't the traditional Confucian school no longer there? Where did you come out?"

His body movement was strange and gloomy, like a ghost, forming a faint blood-colored trace in the setting sun, but his speed was extremely fast.

Yang Xian laughed, "Whether the world is vast, the great spirit will last forever. As long as I, human beings are immortal, my Confucian righteous spirit will not disappear!"

His body flashed, and he chased forward like a thunderbolt. "As long as you are evil demons and heretics are still there, there will be a Confucian disciple who will subdue demons!"

Like two lightning bolts, the two disappeared and appeared suddenly on the ground at dusk, accompanied by bursts of sounds breaking through the air. In just a moment, they had already circled around Bozhou City.

"Why didn't you leave here, but circle around Bozhou City?"

“Duh!”

“Duh!”

“Duh!”

Yang Xian's eyes were shining and he let out a few light shouts from his mouth, "Stop!"

The man in blood sneered: "You can't catch up with me, and I can't throw you away either. At most, you can tie it. Why do you keep me..."

"Woo!"

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air, and the two skeleton sticks in the blood-clothed man's hand suddenly shook, breaking away from the blood-clothed man's hands and pointing to his ribs at the same time.

This time, the elbows and armpits were transformed. Before the blood-clothed man could react, the two bone rods had already hit his weakness.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two unparalleled sword energy poured out from the two bone rods and went straight into the body of the man in blood, and then exploded in his body.

The blood-clothed man suddenly stopped, and thin blood lines were shot out from the millions of pores all over his body. In an instant, the only small clothes left on his body became riddled with holes, like a sieve.

"When the puppy just now, the sword energy cut off my bone rod, it actually left two sword energy in the bone rod. How did he do it? And it was able to control it and it only started to explode now. What is this method?"

The man in blood was shocked and angry. He claimed that he had seen hundreds of martial arts, but this was the first time he had seen such a method of controlling internal strength like Yang Xian.

The two sword energy in the two bone rods collided in his body, almost destroying all the organs in his body, and pushing all the blood out of his pores in an instant. Even the internal organs were shattered by these two sword energy into juice, and they were discharged from the pores along with the blood.

In this instant, his body shrank by more than half, like a piece of wrung out of moisture, and instantly became a skinny and bone-ridden mummy.

"Good means!"

"Good means!"
Chapter completed!