"Hmph, in vain!"

The red-robed man looked indifferent, but his tone was a little annoyed, and he wanted to make a move.

That's when it was there.

Zhang Leng of the Heaven Dou Martial Arts Pavilion, and Xu Ziyin appeared beside Jiang Lan, and they glanced at the little fat man Zheng Yuan behind Jiang Lan, and then looked at the red-robed man with some vigilance.

"I just used my spiritual power to probe, and judging from the strength of my breath, there is no doubt that it is a sixth-order martial artist..."

Xu Ziyin leaned beside Zhang Leng and said softly.

Zhang Leng raised his eyebrows and stood in front of Xu Ziyin with his chest straight.

"The sixth order is the sixth order, what are you afraid of, Lao Tzu is not scared."

"Huh, interesting."

The red-robed man's gaze was like a torch, and countless blood qi rose from his body.

"The old man wants to see what is different about your Yangcheng and other places, the color of the fourth-order goods, what can resist me!"

The red-robed man said, turned into a blood-colored afterimage and disappeared, appearing in front of Zheng Yuan.

This strong man, known as the "Bloody Hand", is so confident that he ignores others and directly wants to take Zheng Yuan's life!

"Little thief, dare to insult the old man and suffer death!"

Seeing that the red-robed man was about to slap his palm, Xu Ziyin's pupils suddenly stood up.

The invisible spiritual power enveloped the red-robed man's body, causing his thoughts to pause and his movements to slow down a little.

Zhang Leng appeared behind the red-robed man at this moment, raised his C-grade combat knife, and slashed at the red-robed man's head fiercely!

"Wind Blast!"

Zhang Leng shouted angrily and used the strongest C-level combat technique he had mastered.

The howling hurricane condensed on the combat knife, and even the blood qi around the red-robed man stirred up a little.

"Water Prison!"

Jiang Lan also urged the Water System C-level Control System skill at this time!

I saw countless water elements gathering from the surroundings, wrapping the body of the red-robed man in a narrow range.

See this scene.

Zheng Yuan, as well as Sun Qi and other people's tightly gripped hearts, all showed a trace of expectation, "It must be successful!" "

Boom!

Just when Zhang Leng's combat knife slashed at the red-robed man.

A trace of coldness flashed in the red-robed man's eyes.

The blood qi suddenly sputtered at this time, and Zhang Leng's body suddenly flew out more than twenty meters upside down, falling heavily on the ground.

Xu Ziyin was also ejected by the blood qi, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, the red-robed man slammed through the water prison with a palm and fanned Jiang Lan who was blocking in front of him.

Then step forward and reach out to grab Zheng Yuan!

Seeing the approaching red-robed man.

Zheng Yuan's face was full of determination, green vines grew out from around Zheng Yuan, entangled the body of the red-robed man, and the vines also bloomed with a faint cyan luster, which seemed to be tougher than the previous vines.

But soon, these vines were also exploded by the blood qi around the red-robed man.

"Not good!"

Squad leader Sun Qi also hurriedly used B-grade ice energy to stop it, and the frost had just condensed on the red-robed man, and it was rapidly melting under the surge of blood qi.

"It's over!"

Everyone was a little desperate, thinking that Zheng Yuan would definitely die.

"Hum..." A

spear with a black sheen all over suddenly stabbed into the back of the red-robed man with a tremor in the darkness.

There was still thunder on the tip of the gun.

"The old man has been waiting for you for a long time, and I thought you were a shrunken-headed turtle."

The red-robed man sneered, waved his hand fiercely, and the invisible blood qi turned into a big hand to shoot the spear away, and then turned his head to look at the tall figure in the shadows and gradually walked out.

At the same time, a burly figure also appeared behind the red-robed man, holding the crescent arc knife in his hand, and slashed at the red-robed man's neck with a sneering sound of breaking the air.

The red-robed man sneered, turned into a bloody afterimage and disappeared, then reappeared, turned around and knocked back the burly man behind him more than ten steps with a palm.

"Yangcheng Heaven Dou Martial Hall, Wang Xiao, Thunder Martial Hall, Wu Shaochen..."

A playful smile appeared on the red-robed man's face.

"You can't stop me, this S-class doll in Yangcheng, I'll kill it."

"Bloody hands... In the territory of Yangcheng, it is not your turn to spread wilderness! Wu

Shaochen's voice from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall fell.

The figure was like a running thunder, leaving a thunder aura behind it, flashing into the air and receiving the spear that flew out upside down, and then accompanied by a thunder flash to the side of the "Bloody Hand".

The tip of the gun was pointed at this heretic, codenamed "Bloody Hand".

Wang Xiao also snorted coldly, his body erupted with a violent aura, his pupils became as fierce as a fierce tiger, his body was raised to three meters, and fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Beastly power, Sword Tiger."

Wang Xiao held a B-grade alloy crescent moon combat knife and fought with the "Bloody Hand" together with Wu Shaochen, the curator of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

"Zhang Leng, Xu Ziyin, if you can still move, quickly leave with the children!" Wang Xiao gulped.

Zhang Leng and Xu Ziyin also eased up a little at the moment.

Supporting Jiang Lan, who looked sad, he walked to Zheng Yuan and Sun Qi and fled away with them.

Wu Shaochen, the curator of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, also caught a glimpse of Jiang Lan, who was a little depressed, just now, and he knew that Feng Long must have sacrificed.

However, he didn't say anything, just explained, "Jiang Lan, don't forget your task!" Hearing

Wu Shaochen's words, Jiang Lan perked up slightly.

"Bloody Hand" smiled sadly, and was about to chase after the fleeing people.

Wang Xiao's huge beastly body suddenly fell in front of the "Bloody Hand" and stopped him.

Wu Shaochen even used the Thunder System Magic to set up a "thunder prison" around him.

Bloody Hand had to stop and fight them.

Not long after everyone left.

The "Bloody Hand" fought Wang Xiao alone, and Wu Shaochen's two fifth-order powerhouses had clearly gained the upper hand.

Endless blood qi permeated the surrounding area for nearly a hundred meters.

In the blood mist, there was thunder flickering, and there was also a tiger roar.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the blood mist dispersed.

Wang Xiao had a blood-colored palm print on his chest, and a red corrosive mist snorted at the wound.

Wu Shaochen was even covered in blood, covered with scars, and his breath was weak.

And the "bloody hand" was also slightly embarrassed, with a knife mark on his arm, and the red robe on his body was also cut at this moment, revealing an old and wrinkled face.

"Bloody Hand" sunken into his eye sockets, flashing with a shrewd and vicious light, he looked at Wang Xiao coldly, Wu Shaochen and the two, and his voice was low.

"The old man didn't plan to kill the two of you, after all, you are the curators of the two major martial arts halls, and it will take a lot of effort to kill the two of you..."

Bloody Hand sighed and shook his head helplessly, "The old man doesn't want to be chased and killed by the two major martial arts halls and the military department, so you have to die!" "

Asura Blood Saber!"

The bloody hand slowly approached Wang Xiao, Wu Shaochen and the two, with an oozing smile on their faces.

The surrounding blood qi turned into a terrifying ghost-headed long knife and fell on the palm of the "Blood Hand".

"Bloody hands... After all, you are a human being, do you really want to kill our human race for the sake of foreign races?

Wang Xiao coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood and covered his chest.

Bloody Hand sneered, "What Terrans, Earth's, do you really think that after the arrival of the race of the extraterrestrial starry sky, you can resist with a few ninth-order powerhouses?"

"Surrendering to the Protoss is the only way to survive."

"What's more, everything that the old man has now is given by the Blood God Sect... You are not much different from the ferocious beasts of the barren region in my eyes. Saying

that, the bloody hand raised the ghost head long knife in his hand, and slashed at the heads of the two with the blood qi in the sky!

Bang!

Right at this moment.

A young and tall figure rushed out, and the spear in his hand suddenly went upwards, blocking the ghost-headed long knife of the bloody hand!

Wang Xiao and Wu Shaochen all stared.

This figure is actually a petiole word.

"You little doll, obediently hide in the shadows, the old man may let you go..." The

bloody hand smiled grimly, and then the ghost-headed long knife pressed down sharply, and the E+ grade alloy spear in Petiole Yan's hand actually emitted a crisp tremor, and it was broken in two at once.

Fortunately, Wang Xiao and Wu Shaochen also took this opportunity to slow down a little and take a few steps back.

Then, the two of them looked at the petiole Yan, their eyes full of complexity.

Wang Xiao sighed even more, "You shouldn't have come... Didn't I ask Zhang Leng to tell you to stay away from here?

Petiole Yan did not reply, but looked at the bloody hand vigilantly, making a defensive posture, and the palms of his hands faintly surged red.

Bloody Hand's eyes narrowed slightly, "The two curators of Yangcheng attach great importance to you, it seems that your talent should be good." "

Class A? Or S..." The

petiole said without paying attention to the "bloody hand".

Instead, he aimed his palm at the curator of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, Wu Shaochen.

Wu Shaochen agreed, hesitated for a moment and threw his B-class spear to Petiole Yan.

Wu Shaochen's B-class spear has the blessing of forging spirit patterns, which can allow elements such as thunder and flame to attach to the gun body.

Moreover, the degree of sturdiness is far better than that of the E-class spear that Petiole Yan just used.

He and Wang Xiao are now powerless to fight again.

"Bloody hands" will obviously not be so kind to let the petiole words leave.

Everything can only be counted on miracles!

"Oh, don't say it."

Seeing that the petiole did not pay attention to him, Bloody Hand was not angry, "A little guy who is not in the ranks, what a genius Ren is, when you meet the old man, you are already a dead man." The

bloody hand glanced at the petiole and waved it casually.

A big hand condensed by blood qi slapped towards the petiole Yan, and in his opinion, this palm could slap the little doll in front of him that was not even a first order into a blood mist.

But soon, the expression of the bloody hand froze.

I saw countless flames gushing out from Petiole Yan's body, soaring into the sky, unexpectedly isolating his blood qi big hand two meters away.

Moreover, this strange flame was still devouring his blood qi.

The bloody hand frowned, and raised his hand again, and there was more blood qi, with a corrosive aura pressing towards the petiole Yan.

Petiole Yan poured the Yuan Energy in the Yuan Palace into the spear, and suddenly, this B-grade spear was surrounded by flames that exuded a terrifying aura.

A shot danced out, faintly a fire dragon roared, instantly swallowing up the corrosive blood mist, and the flames also spread along the blood mist towards the direction of the bloody hand.

The flames were still some distance away, and the bloody hand frowned.

He faintly felt that his soul was trembling, and the blood qi around his body was collapsing.

"This..." The

bloody hand held the ghost head long knife, and the blood qi condensed a little, and slashed down, forcing the flames of the petiole Yan back a few meters.

Then, the body of the bloody hand turned into an afterimage of blood qi and disappeared from here, leaving only wanton laughter.

"That's it, the old man doesn't entangle with you, there is another doll waiting for me."

"However, I remember you, such a heaven-defying power, you must not stay... Next time, you're not going to have to deal with that. "

After the bloody hand left.

Petiole Yan's face turned a lot paler all of a sudden.

But he still held the spear in his hand, supported the ground, and stood tall, his eyes vigilant, and did not relax in the slightest.

It's three minutes.

Until Wang Xiao, Wu Shaochen swallowed the healing medicine to recover his mobility and walked towards him.

When petiole Yan saw the two of them, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Petiole Yan's vision suddenly blurred, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

With his current strength that is not advanced, the Yuan Energy in the Yuan Palace is very rare.

Against this sixth-order powerhouse, he almost raised the power of his powers to the extreme, and his body was severely overdrawn.

Consciousness is also plunged into dark chaos.

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