Chapter 6234: Blood drinking

"Oh, big words..."
The old man in black chilled and glanced at Ye Qian, a smiling face, with a hint of jealous color in his eyes.
It is clear that there is only a glimpse of the early stage of the six-fold cultivation, and he has two small realms.
But surprisingly, when Ye Qian stood not far from him, a sense of crisis made him erect, and there seemed to be an illusion that the junior could not be beaten.
"kill him!"
The old man in black did not move, and the cold and cold commanded the hands under his hands.
The voice did not fall, a black shadow with a touch of blood red sword light, straight to the heart of the royal power.
A brutal smile of deja vu appeared in the corner of the royal power. The lamp in his hand was thrown into the air, and his figure was removed from his body. No more than just avoiding the sword.
The moment when Wang Quanfu and the black shadow passed by, a long sword appeared in the hand, simply swiping a touch of blood in the air, the big head of the shadow was sky-shattered, and a blood spewed out of the neck. .
"After the five-point period, but this is the case!"
The king's right and the rich sword raised, and the blood on the sword was taken off. The tip of the sword was the same as the shoulder. Asked to catch the oil lamp that fell.
In the night wind, the oil lamp flashed a faint dim light, illuminating the sword body, and the black face of other black cultivators surrounded by the royal power.
Handsome! It’s just a handsome blow! Today I learned new skills!
Ye Qian silently applauded, the lights slammed up and down, a good man was gone, and if the little girl was here, she was afraid that the soul would be ticked.
There are fifteen, five glimpses of the five peaks, ten five-fold late, plus the five-time late death, and Ye Qian on the side of this six-point late old man, how much hatred?
How long does it take for two people to step out of the stable city?
Just a bowl of time, you can organize such a large lineup, give time, don't go to heaven!
At this time, Ye Qian finally understood that the royal power was rich and expensive, and there was a lot of weight in the name of the cast. These estimates are just appetizers!
Wang Quanfugui took a sip of the wine in his hand. The hoarse laughter was like a weeping in the night sky. The long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the lamp on the tip of the sword was once again in the sky.
"Ha ha ha... you are not up, then I am up!"
Wang Quanfugui seems to be full of boundless blood, his eyes are cold and grim, his mouth is with a trace of bloodthirsty cruel smile, with the sword moving, floating between the clouds, and another person heads up.
"Don't be broken one by one, form a blood sea net, strangle..."
Other black cultivators immediately reacted, stepping on the mysterious pace, as the royal power moved away, a red aura pierced from the sword, intertwined, and a little narrowed, slowly squeezing the movement of the royal power Walk the space.
Great! Ye Qian’s eyes condensed and secretly nodded. These practitioners’ battlefields did not have many powers, but the number of players in this station was obviously unlimited. The number of people is larger. The larger the size of the aura, the more powerful it is. Strong.
"How is this blood sea network?"
The old man looked at the increasingly difficult kingship and wealth, and showed a smile on his face. He asked the young man who was not proud of his strength.
"One knife!"
Ye Qian’s mouth, Wang Quan’s wealth is low in the realm, and he can’t break the spirit with a sword. But for Ye Qian, this level of spiritual power, from the aura to the person, cut into pieces is completely no problem.
It’s all about the five peaks in the late stage of the road. To deal with a kid who has a glimpse of the four peaks of the road, the ten-person number will also form a battlefield to kill. This old man’s face is really not too thick!
"I hope your knife has a half-seed of your mouth!" The old man sneered.
"When you see my knife, that is the scenery you saw last in the world! And look and cherish!"
Ye Qian directly smashed back, and he was equally worthy than his mouth.
Don't kill you now, just want to make the royal power clear and clear, see how you die, let people feel deeper, I really thought that I am compassionate to let you live more for a while, but also dare to swear at me, do not know death How to write the word!
The old man hears one of the words, you are really dare to say, it seems that you are two high realms, even you can not pick up a move, so how can you not go to the door of Heaven, run the South to do it!
"He is going to die!"
The old man smiled coldly.
In the field, fifteen sneak peeks of the aura of the five-study cultivator, the sea net shrinking process, slowly merged, gradually forming a ball, firmly imprisoning the royal power.
"When the blood sea net becomes a prison, it is the moment he gave the first prize!" The old man proudly laughed and waited for the blood ball to form. The old man laughed and said, "You lost, boy!"
"Have he ever practiced with you?" Ye Qian did not move for it. He watched the blood ball getting smaller and smaller. If he went on, the royal power would definitely be crushed into a mixture of flesh and blood.
"Yes, I have been studying for eleven years!"
The old man's smug smile is a stiff, unpleasant.
"Then he must have learned this blood sea net, how can it fall into it so easily, I guess he is deliberate, what do you think?" Ye Qian smiled softly, this kid can go out and eat a stall to be good luck. The daughter-in-law who sent the Gongfa can be so simple to die that I lose. When I go back, I will enter the Qianyuan family as a salted fish raised by a woman.
"You...can't...the blood of the sea is turned into a dung, even if it is raised beyond a big realm, it can't be broken, let alone he is reduced to a big realm, unless..."
The old man’s face changed slightly, but he was also aware that it was not right, but the person had been imprisoned in blood, either squeezed into a bolognese by blood, or the conspiracy of the kid had already succeeded.
impossible!
The old man is very upset, the blood sea net can be prisoner, or the rehearsal of the aura of the practitioners can be refining, and the non-family patriarch can not practice, even his family elders have not practiced, this How can an outsider learn how to be an outsider!
Ye Qian saw that the old man had some lack of confidence, and his mind was slightly fixed. It seems that the royal power should be fine, but he did not know what the abacus played.
In midair, the blood-like spirit of blood and blood is getting smaller and smaller, the blood color is getting more and more solid, and the fifteen black cultivators' faces are getting more and more intense, and the body's aura is rapidly transporting to the blood, speeding up the blood. shrink.
Not long after, when the blood cell diameter was reduced to one person's height, it could no longer be reduced by half. All the black dressers changed their faces. No matter how the spiritual power was input, the blood cell was swallowed like a bottomless hole, but there was still no change.
This situation continued the effort of a cup of tea, the old man next to Ye Qian has been completely unable to hold, holding the handle on the handle, a pair of shots will be ready at any time.
It has become smaller!
When fifteen black cultivators are about to despair, the prison begins to change and continues to shrink. All of them have a happy face, and this is because the delivery of too much blood color makes the pale face more excited. Ruddy, invariably passed the remaining spiritual power in the body.
But the change seems to be wrong. The blood cell should be reduced to a ball, and the prisoner will be crushed into a meat sauce. But now the blood is shrinking, but it is slowly forming a human form.
"The township exercises the blood of the sea and the law - how come!"
The old man was shocked, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes. How could he, how dare the patriarch!
The fifteen people in the field must have been saved. They were chosen by the spirited Dafa. The whole body's spiritual blood would not be sucked dry and would not stop.
This is a conspiracy. It is no wonder that the patriarch who has always guarded this kid has so much consent to this siege. I will live to go back and expose the patriarch!
The old man is not a soft person who hangs up, sees the machine wrong or even no longer determines the result, and the aura emerges, and rushes to Ye Qian. Through the power of this spiritual back shock, the old man develops his body and turns it into a light. It blasted and spurred into the darkness.
"Kid, let me go, let's fight again!"
I have to run and still not forget the words! Sure enough, I am old and not a thief!
Ye Qian was laughed at by the old man's words, although it was very difficult for the old man to suddenly run out, but since he promised the royal power to leave the life of this old boy, he naturally needs to do it.
"Where do you want to go!"
Ye Qian blinked and appeared directly in front of the old man's escape. He looked at the old man with a smile.
"The boy is looking for death! The sword is one!"
The old man was furious, there was no more nonsense, and the blood-colored sword in his hand was merged with the old man. The spiritual power surged and turned into a giant sword.
"The power before my rifle is a bit similar, it's all powerful, but the power is not concentrated!"
Ye Qian is somewhat appreciative of the old man. If he does not break through the six-point situation, he really has no way to do this. He will definitely suffer a bit of injury, and he will let him go.
The speed of this sword is no different from that of the sword. Once it is fully deployed, the speed is not normal. If the old man uses it at the beginning, Ye Qian may not be able to block it.
"Unfortunately, your luck is too bad!"
Ye Qian smiled and smiled, and an old knife appeared in his hand.
At this time, the giant sword seemed to be hindered by something, and paused for a while in the air.
Inside the giant sword, the old man lost his life, and suddenly he woke up to the point where he had an ancient knife with a purple aurora. He crossed the sword and smashed it. The giant sword was divided into two. The old man only felt the waist as a cool one. .
The old man bowed his head and looked at his own waist and lost control. He fell from the sky, smiled a little sadly, and turned his head to look at Ye Qian, with blood from his throat. He laughed and said:
"Good knife, the old man is not dead!"
"Oh..." A large mouthful of blood spurted out, the old man lost the last bit of physical control, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier. He knew that he was coming to the limit and looked at the night sky. The old man struggled hard and took the last words:
"The old man hates, hate the world, so many talents, two hate young and frivolous, live a good time, three hate..."
After all, the old man did not finish, and died with the last regret.
Ye Qianwen's silence, some things to death to comprehend, regret late, he Ye Qian, the road to seek, only brave and progressive, will never let yourself into this situation......