No one knew what had just happened. In addition to Xiang Yang and Xue Lingzi, perhaps the unpredictable Liuyin Master was also added.

At the moment when the four palms intersect, Xiang Yang used blood force, and his whole body was filled with energy and spirit, and his external force was difficult to shake. Therefore, the blood spirit son used the blood-sucking method in the Xuanxue Gang Sutra, but it did not work.

Just when he felt inexplicable, Xiang Yang used the blood-eroding power and blood-transforming vitality he had learned from the Tianmo's Blood Refining Scroll, and combined with the instantly changing nature of the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi, and used silk to break the palm of the Blood Spirit Zi, and the blood-eroding energy and blood-transforming vitality came out.

The blood dropping power of Hunyuan is not leaking, and the blood transformation vitality is derived from the nine styles of cutting off blood qi, which greatly reduces the power of the Blood Spirit Zi's blood-catching method. Even without any precautions, the entire person's blood qi is cut off by a layer.

Finally, the killer's blood force is terrifying. The suction force is terrifying. The rolling essence and blood are rushing like flowing water. No matter how the blood spirit son breaks free and exerts his strength, it is difficult to withdraw his palm.

At this time, Xue Lingzi realized that in order to break Xiang Yang's frost and cold power, he had injured his meridians and tiny blood flowed, and it turned out to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Could it be that this is also the other party’s plan? This man is so sinister and cruel, and even his martial arts have changed his previous righteous path, and his evil nature is extremely evil.

Although Xiang Yang used the Tianshuang Fist at the beginning, it was gloomy and cold, it was grand and upright. Only at this time, these three combos, especially the blood-eroding power, were comparable to the magic way. No, this was the martial arts from the Heavenly Demon Ce, which was the magical martial arts.

The blood loss of essence and blood was severe, and the Blood Spirit's face turned pale, as if he had applied powder. In despair, he had to use the remaining eleven mysterious blood qi and Xiang Yang to die together.

Suddenly, he was shaken away by a powerful force, and he stepped back about seven steps before he stood firm. His breath was like a candle in the wind.

In just a moment, he lost 30% of his essence and blood, his skills were greatly reduced, and his soul was also depressed. It can be said that he was so bad that his shorts could hardly be worn.

I wanted to suck Xiang Yang to practice martial arts, but now I can't steal the chicken and lose a piece of rice. I was defeated by someone. Xue Lingzi really felt like she was crying but she didn't cry.

Of course, he is afraid of Xiang Yang now, and the other party's image has also changed drastically in his heart.

I thought I was just a talented young man, but now it seems that the other party is unpredictable and extremely strange.

Although Xiang Yang's previous boxing skills were powerful, he was not helpless. Only the three-combination attacks of the internal strength in his body when he was facing the palm made him feel like he was encountering natural enemies.

His martial arts were restrained. Even if he was stronger than Xiang Yang in terms of strength, he would never be Xiang Yang's opponent. Moreover, the two of them were at best. If they were allowed to use a knife, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Is it the martial arts in the blood nerves?

The Xuanxue Gang Sutra I practiced originated from the Blood God True Sutra, so it was naturally restrained by it.

But it's impossible. Only one person has been passed down from generation to generation, and only the sect leader can practice. The nineteen provinces are vast. Even if the sect leader really has a descendant, I wouldn't have encountered it so by chance, right? What's his origin?"

Xue Lingzi's heart turned countless thoughts, but he did not dare to show it. He just looked at Xiang Yang with a cold face and refused to show weakness.

Xiang Yang was also in a state of cold sweat, his back was wet, and he wanted to suck the blood spirit into one go. If it weren't for the ice type warning, he would have been almost exchanged for his life by the other party's remaining Xuanxue Qi.

"You shouldn't be careless. These guys have inherent means of guarantee. If you force them too quickly, you will die together. It's too crazy."

With my thoughts, Xiang Yang spread his right hand, and a thread of silk on the tip of his index finger raised up like a steel needle, and bits of essence and blood overflowed, and was strongly kneaded into a pill by Xiang Yang.

One by one, it turned into forty-eight crystal red pills the size of fingernails. The rays of light surged, faintly filled with fragrance, rather than bloody smell.

The forty-nine is black and stinky with bloody stench. Compared with the first forty-eight red pills, it is more like a poison pill.

This is transformed by the essence and blood of the Blood Spirit Zi, and was refined by Xiang Yang with the power of blood. Forty-eight pieces are comparable to spiritual pills. After taking them, they are full of vitality, warm and nourish the wounds, and even enhance the internal energy of qi and blood. They are all effective.

The last one is made of impurities in the blood of the Blood Spirit Sect, which are all condensed into a ball, which is extremely toxic, defiled blood and the foundation of the bad guy.

Xiang Yang's blood-eroding power is extremely wonderful, and the key is to suck blood and recover his injuries and restore his vitality. At the moment, he is completely flawed, so he naturally does not need the essence and blood of this blood spirit son, so he is excreted from his body and turned into a spiritual pill.

"This, this is a good method. If I find a body of a congenital pure yang boy to suck blood and refine pills, maybe it will be possible to solve the stubborn disease of too heavy yin energy in my body without the use of Liuyin."

The old man from Five Ghosts witnessed this scene with a fiery look. To be honest, compared to Xiang Yang's strength, he valued the other party's ability now, which was comparable to a master of alchemy.

Not only the Five Ghosts, but also the people of the Hall subconsciously thought of this when they saw this scene. They had such mysterious martial arts and different thoughts.

"This is all the essence and blood I have worked hard to cultivate. Xiang Yang, I and you are incompatible."

The blood spirit son's heart was bleeding, but there was no fluctuation on his face. In fact, it was because he was too serious and had too much loss, for fear of showing weakness and being able to be seen through by others.

"Good thing, Blood Spirit Zi is worthy of being a innate powerhouse who cultivates the demonic skills of the Blood Demon lineage. If someone else was replaced, I'm afraid there would be no such magicality."

Xiang Yang knew very well that he could get these forty-eight top-quality red pills, and the reason was that the blood spirit seed was really special.

He can practice the mysterious blood qi to cleanse the turbidity in the blood, and specialize in practicing blood. The essence and blood are naturally not comparable to ordinary innate ones. They are very precious. If it were ordinary people, not to mention forty-eight, even one is difficult.

The remaining one point is the credit for his blood-eating power, which is the magical skill he developed from the Heavenly Demon Ce Blood Refining Scroll.

"Master, Xiang is here, with nothing in his hands. He relies on the help of the Blood Spirit Son and has received these forty-eight blood pills. He specially presented them as a gift to congratulate the Master of the great achievements of his magical skills. I hope he will not dislike him."

Xiang Yang waved his hand and forty-eight blood pills were shot in front of the Liuyin Ancestor and stopped. He glanced at Xue Lingzi and said with a smile.

"As for this last one, the dirty thing gathered from the body of the Blood Spirit Son, let the object return to the original owner."

"Xiang Yang, you're too bullying."

Xue Lingzi was already shocked and angry, and was seriously injured again. He was stimulated by such humiliation. He had a angrily shouted at Xiang Yang, causing injuries and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was supported by Liao Hui and returned to the desk before he changed his energy.

"Xue Lingzi, I can't understand what you said. Xiang asked himself that he had done it to the extreme.

No need to abandon the magic sword. We are a normal competition. I am a little better. I haven't asked you to kowtow and admit your mistake. Call me grandpa. I am already very tolerant enough. How can I bully people too much?

I said you are the one who bullies others too much."

Xiang Yang smiled coldly, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and the bloody spirit trembled, and he did not dare to fight again. The success and defeat of the king, and he was defeated by Xiang Yang. He said and did nothing, and he was not confident, and it was all wrong.

"Okay, I'll take this pill, Blood Spirit Son, these twenty-four pieces will be left to you to recover from your injuries. I'll use the rest of them for him."
Chapter completed!