"Swish~"

On the Piaoyue Pavilion, the luminous cup in the hand of the young man with a blood robe was completely shattered with a light sound. His evil face was so gloomy that it was so gloomy that the table was like a strong wind blowing, the cups and plates were messy, and the soup was splashing.

The other real martial arts in the field had already dispersed their spiritual sense, and naturally they sensed the high-intensity spiritual power fluctuations that broke out in front of them. At this moment, they knew it in their hearts and looked at the young man with different expressions.

"Hahaha, bloody crazy, is this the big drama you mentioned? It's really big enough, hahaha, it's the best scene I've ever seen today."

A man wearing a black robe with long beards on his face, and was wild and wild, Huan Zhenming Wu laughed out loud, but the teasing in his tone and the ridicule hidden in it were fully revealed.

Hu Kesha, the master of the Black Wind Island Battle Hall, is a strong man in the realm of Huanzhen Xuantan, and is so powerful that he is at the forefront of Huanzhen Ming Martial Arts.

As one of the senior executives of the Black Wind Island sent to Blood Shark Island this time, he naturally had the confidence to laugh and scold him as he pleased. Even when facing the young master of the Blood Family, he did not show any weakness or concessions.

A hint of anger flashed in the blood-cold crazy eyes, and then he smiled indifferently, saying, "Lord Hu was just a self-righteous ant. Even if he could jump around, he could not escape from the palm of my hand."

"But now this ant is about to jump on your face. There is little blood. You haven't pinched him to death yet!" The person who spoke was a strong man wearing a purple robe, a blood moon on his chest, and a bearded face. It was the name of the Bi surnamed Huanzhen Mingwu, who Zhao Han had met on his way out on the island before.

"Don't worry, he won't struggle for long." A bloody light flashed in the bloody crazy eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "This Yaoyue Tower has been on the Blood Shark Island for more than hundreds of years. It has encountered too many winds and waves, and has witnessed countless heroes. It still stands tall until now, and this person will not be an exception."

When the group of Huanzhen Mingwu nodded when they heard this, the reputation of Yaoyue Tower was well-known even in the Mingyue Heifeng family. It was a golden sign that had withstood the tempering of time. It was unbearable. Even the rebellious people like Hu Kesha and Bi surname Huanzhen Mingwu had to admit this.

"Bang~"

The next moment, the tall Zhaiyue Pavilion shook hard, and the gate stained with two fuzzy flesh rushed all the way to the top platform, crushing a table with a "bang". Although the Ling Yun Mingwu sitting around the table saw that the situation was wrong, they were pulled away early to avoid the tragic situation of being pressed under the table, the broken and splashed cup and plate soup poured them into a very embarrassing state.

The platform suddenly became silent, and the real vision fell on the Xue Lengkuang without any concealment. First, he was surprised and puzzled, then mocked and ridiculed, and finally contempt and disdainful.

Tsk, this face is really terrible.

I just polished the golden signboard of Yaoyuelou, but in a blink of an eye, I was knocked over to the ground. In the public eye, all the people here were famous masters with surnames on the Three Islands. I think this situation will be spread in less than half a day, and the golden signboard of Yaoyuelou will no longer exist from today.

"Boom~"

No matter how thick the blood was, he couldn't sit still at this moment. The blood light behind him roared up and condensed into a huge blood cloud in the blink of an eye. Even the moon in the sky was covered. The entire Zhaiyue Pavilion seemed to be immersed in blood in an instant, and the red color was so bright that it was scary.

The group of Huanzhen Mingwu, who were originally sitting around, dispersed in tacit understanding and gave up a clearing. Although they did not make a sound, a look of each other was enough to communicate.

It seems that the Xue family is not easy to mess with.

This is fun.

Who made the Xue family go too far in recent years? It’s simply rampant. This time I’m going to encounter hard scum, I deserve to be unlucky.

After all, the Blood Family was created by the one who was born back then. Maybe some treasures left behind in the box should not be underestimated.

"Damn it, I was actually slapped in the face by an ant?"

Until this moment, the bloody maniac was still a little unbelievable, and his face was full of burning, especially the gazes that came from all around him, which seemed to add fuel to the fire.

The pride of the blood family finally did not reach his qi cultivation skills, and the anger on his face could not be concealed at this moment. The blood clouds in the air were like seas and tides, surging and trembling, and emitting a heart-wrenching terrifying aura.

"Ka~Ka~"

A heavy footstep sounded, attracting everyone's attention on the platform.

Although the human being has not appeared, the low footsteps alone make people involuntarily think of a demon bull with endless power, with its four hooves storming everything, and when the horns hit, the mountains collapsed.

What a strong momentum!

Although I had observed the extraordinary person from a distance with spiritual sense before, facing the side, the strong momentum emitted from the sound of footsteps alone was enough to make some of the true martial arts look solemn.

Under the thick blood light, a tall figure stepped onto the platform slowly and slowly with vigorous steps. The moment it appeared, it seemed as if a demon bull standing upright hit him, and even the blood that covered the world was pushed out strongly, showing a pure moonlight.

The black hair like ink is scattered behind the head, and its facial features are as sharp as a knife and axe. What is most noticeable is that his bright eyes are deep and unpredictable, as if they are in a deep pool and cannot be seen.

The robe on his body had cracked into strips of cloth, revealing his extremely refined and strong muscles. It looked like a mess, but it exuded a tragic atmosphere of fighting, without scars or blood. Along the way, the corpse paved the way.

The pair of dark red slightly rough sledgehammers that everyone feared the most were square and round, with the hammer handle connected, as if they were in conjunction with some truth and truth. At this moment, they shook with the pace of the visitor, and emitted a ferocious aura of choosing people at all times.

The platform suddenly became quiet, with only a few rapid and heavy breaths that were particularly harsh.

Upon climbing the platform, Zhao Han looked indifferent, his eyes flashed across everyone, and finally fell on Xue Lengkuang, and said lightly: "I'm here."

I'm here, there are three simple words, weak and without any momentum, but the straight road that was freshly released from the gate to the front of Zhaiyue Pavilion, and then the one Huanzhen who died one after another, Lingyun, seventeen extraordinary warriors, and their final outcome, the three simple words contain extremely heavy meanings.

"You are very good." Blood-cold gritted his teeth, like a gambler with red eyes, without the demeanor of a young master of the wealthy clan, his eyes were filled with blood, like a wounded beast, maliciously soaring into the sky.

"Of course." Zhao Han smiled lightly and said with some meaning, "If I were not good, how could I be invited by the Blood Master to Yaoyue Tower? I would like to introduce so many senior experts to me."

"If I was not good, how could the Forget-Ashe Pill, which I worked hard to develop, be cared about by some crazy, shameless jackals who ignored the rules and wanted to rob them?"

"Bold, you dare to slander you as a jackal. You are simply disrespectful. When I take you down, I will educate you well for your parents!"

Blood Cold roared wildly, without giving Zhao Han a chance to explain. A huge blood cloud in the air suddenly fell down like a mountain suddenly pressing its head, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

At the same time, a light golden light burst out from his forehead. On it, a blood bat with golden patterns spread its flesh wings. His blood pupils were very strange, and he opened his mouth and made a silent sound, causing the blood in Zhao Han's body to move, and the rhythm and route of movement were confused.

"It's actually a Jin Xi-level fate?!" Zhao Han's face showed a hint of surprise, but then shook his head, "No, this breath is very impure, weird, like... being piled up with a stiff stern, without a natural feeling?!"

The next moment, the spiritual power burst out, and a blood-red burst out from the body of the Blood-Leng Kuang, and then it cracked into hundreds of tiny red dots, which grew in the wind. Almost in a few breaths, these red dots quickly became larger, and suddenly became the size of fists, the blood pupils and white teeth, and the strange blood bats were screaming.

"Die it for me, blood bat!"

Bloody cold smiled and screamed. As the spiritual power surged, the golden blood bats above his head shouted and doubled. The group of blood bats generated flapped their wings, like a strange cloud, rushing towards Zhao Han overwhelmingly

These blood bats were extremely fast and were not far apart from each other. In almost the blink of an eye, these blood bats had already pounced on them, spreading their snow-white and sharp fangs, and chewing them hard on Zhao Han's body.

"Although the blood bat is just a spiritual cloud-level life martial arts skill, the blood bats generated are very terrifying. They are not only very sensitive, but also have sharp claws. Even the iron of refining essence will be caught and bitten. The body of the life warrior cannot resist it. Once the enemy is bitten and bleeding, they will be sucked into a crazily by these blood bats and will be sucked into a human in a very short time."

Seeing this, a Lingyun Mingwu flashed a hint of fear in his eyes and he whispered to his friends beside him.

"Hiss, so powerful? Even the Hundred Refined Iron will be caught and bitten through? Wouldn't it be impossible for even the True Mind Martial Arts to stop it?" Another Lingyun Mind Martial Arts next to him said gloatingly, "I deserve this kid to be too arrogant. He is so arrogant that he can't even die to provoke the Blood Family. If you don't take us seriously, you will have to peel off even if you don't die!"

"What a fool. He was actually approached by these blood bats. Don't he know how disgusting the techniques of the Blood Family?" Hu Kesha grabbed his thick beard and shook his head and sighed, "I originally thought it was a big show that was evenly matched, and I had to fight for three or five hundred rounds to beat the Zhaiyue Pavilion to pieces, but I didn't know that it was a silver-shaped gun head, which was just a delivery of vegetables to the Blood Cold Man."

"By the way, wasn't he really arranged the tutoring intentionally by the Blood-Leng Crazy?"

Hu Kesha did not deliberately lower his voice, so everyone nearby could hear it clearly, and they all smiled strangely when they heard it.
Chapter completed!