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At the entrance of Blood Demon Valley, a small stream flowed out of the valley into the valley. Outside the valley, the water flowed in two different colors.
Just as Long Chen stepped on the single-horned great python and arrived at the mouth of the valley, the stream within the valley suddenly arched upwards, forming a blood bridge.
Long Chen only saw a single person standing at the top of the blood bridge a moment ago, and in the next instant, a strong killing intent enveloped his entire body, his muscles tensed up, and he did not care about attacking. With a loud bang, the blood bridge in the valley congealed into a bloody hand, the five fingers of the bloody hand pointed upwards, and a young man stood in the center of it.
"Hur hur, enough for me to eat." The young man narrowed his eyes at Long Chen before he looked at Li Tang.
"These are all rare bloodlines." As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
The blood lake was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an inexplicable sense of suppression was circling above the blood lake. This kind of suppression was emitted from the center of the blood lake, and the tyrannical aura was becoming increasingly heavy, as if some kind of prehistoric beast was about to break out of the cage.
Long Chen tilted his head to look at Yuchi Zi, who had blocked his attack. His clothes were ripped apart, revealing a silver armor. A small hole was indented in the chest area of the silver armor, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a fist imprint.
Yuchi Jingjing didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and instead stared at the white-robed young man standing in the middle of the bloody hand. If the silver armor hadn't lost some of its strength, his heart would have been crushed.
"Uncle Yuchi, how long can we hold out for?" Li Tang stared fixedly at the white-clothed youth as he asked in a low voice.
"We should be able to drag it out until Old Qin arrives. You and Young Master Long go to the side first so that we don't hurt you." Yuchi Jing didn't turn his head. He raised his hand and a silver spear appeared in it, pointing straight at the white-robed youth.
"Brother Long, listen to Uncle Yuchi." Li Tang called out to Long Chen softly.
"Sorry for the trouble." Long Chen said guiltily.
"Young master Long's words are foreign." Yuchi Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and his momentum rose.
"Tsk tsk, what I love to see the most is the silly things you people do. Do you still need someone to tell you to leave first and someone to reply that I'm not leaving?" The white-clothed youth raised his short blade and pointed at Yuchi Jin, then at Long Chen and Li Tang.
"I hate scenes like this. If you guys want to act out something else, then act out. If you act out something like this, then you will die even faster." The lips of the young man in white curled up, his slender phoenix eyes full of ridicule.
"Quack quack quack!" Yuchi respectfully stepped forward, the silver spear in his hands shaking, creating a beautiful blur.
The white-clothed youth stood firmly where he was, his right hand holding the dagger that was trembling more and more violently. He reached out his left hand, which had turned blood-red, and used it to slap away the tip of the spear. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile; the mark between his eyebrows no longer flashed or disappeared, but gradually turned brighter.
The white-clothed youth simply punched the spearhead, causing the young man with the broken finger to retreat. The young man with the broken finger didn't care about smiling, he stuck his bleeding finger into his mouth, sucked it clean, and continued smiling at Yuchi Jin. Then he looked at Long Chen and Li Tang, as if he was looking at food in his mouth.
The spear danced in Yuchi Jingjing's hand, and it seemed as if the air itself was being torn apart by the spear. His body suddenly came to a stop as he cried out, "Eight Extreme Killings!" The tip of the spear was like the tongue of a viper as it shot towards the white-robed youth. At the same time, a spear-wielding figure appeared in each of the six corners of the youth's body, and a spear-wielding figure appeared beneath each of his feet.
Boom!
With a loud sound, the white-clothed youth was enveloped in a bright white light. The space around him trembled, causing the stones on the ground to jump up and down.
A lot of Blood sect disciples rushed out of Blood Demon Valley and stared at Yuchi Jingjing, who was in the sky, and Long Chen and Li Tang, who were on the ground.
"Interesting, interesting." An even whiter light flashed out from the clump of light, and Yuchi Jing's pupils contracted. However, he wasn't able to dodge in time; the white light chopped directly at Yuchi Jinglei's chest, causing his silver armor to split open.
The white light dissipated, revealing the young man in white. He swung the dagger in his hand, and all the blood on the blade disappeared. It was still as bright as before.
The five fingers that were still severed from the Blood Rogue under his feet reformed.
"Go back, what are you doing out here?" Snatching food from this valley master? " The white-robed young man tilted his head and shouted. All of the disciples from the Blood sect returned to the valley.
"Uncle Yuchi." Li Tang lifted Yuchi Jin, who had fallen to the ground. Long Chen also knelt beside him, looking all the more guilty.
"It's nothing, just a small injury." The corners of Yuchi Jin's mouth twitched, and he propped himself up from the ground with his spear.
"Again!" Yuchi Jing rose to his feet. The white-robed youth didn't seem to have any expression as he pointed the dagger in his hand towards the ground, waiting for Yuchi Jing to approach.
Yuchi Jin rubbed the spear in his hands and the Spiritual Energy behind him surged. In an instant, he formed a giant with his eyes closed. His appearance was no different from Yuchi Jingjing; he held a long spear in his hands.
"Interesting." With a flick of his wrist, a line of blood shot out from the blood-red hand beneath his feet and seeped into the dagger. The dagger was gradually covered in scarlet veins.
The giant behind him also began to dance his long spear. The huge shadow of the spear pointed towards the sky, and the winds and clouds changed dramatically. The shadow of the spear descended, bringing countless gusts of wind with it.
The biting cold strong wind blew up the young man's white robe. The young man was not afraid at all. He raised the short blade in his hand and swung it again and again.
A loud rumble shook the entire valley.
The giant brandished his spear again, and suddenly the sky was covered in dark clouds. Thunder came along with it, and once again the massive spear shadows descended, the thunder was deafening.
When he pulled it out again, it was already completely red. The mark between his eyebrows seemed to be bleeding. The dagger turned over and over, and a hideous bloody face appeared on the tip of the blade.
The face roared as it charged at the spear shadow. In a single exchange, the face attached itself to the spear shadow, emitting a crackling sound as it corroded. When the giant spear shadows arrived in front of the youth, they had already vanished into thin air.
"Interesting." The white-robed youth raised his head to stare at the black clouds in the sky.
Yuchi Jin's eyes opened a slit, and so did the eyes of the giant behind him.
Countless electric snakes twined on the spear shadows and descended with a rumbling sound, accompanied by countless ear-splitting sounds of wind and thunder.
The huge blade of the white-clothed youth faced the sky, the corners of his mouth curled up in a devilish smile. Countless head-sized, ferocious blood qi twined around the blood-red blade. The blade rainbow got higher and higher, finally breaking through the dark clouds.
The spear came, the knife fell.
Amidst the rumbling sounds, the Blood Demon Valley seemed to have been pushed to the sides.
The giant shattered into crystals that filled the sky, scattering the clouds. Yuchi Jingjing fell from the sky, raising a cloud of dust. Li Tang rushed forward.
The young man was still clad in white, while the blood hands beneath his feet were like a rain of blood that stopped in the air.
"Interesting." The white-clothed youth stared at Long Chen standing at the entrance of the valley. His aura continued to rise as he went from the Core Formation Stage to the late Spirit Transformation Stage.
Long Chen raised his head. His eyes were pitch black and killing intent surged out from his body. Wisps of killing intent gradually gathered behind him and formed into a black shadow. His appearance could not be clearly seen.
"Is he going to become a demon?" The white-clothed youth watched Long Chen's every move with great interest.
"This is bad!" The extremely weak Yuchi Jing spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Not good!" How could Li Tang not know that the black figure behind Long Chen had an unprecedented killing intent.
"Long Chen!" Li Tang shouted, but Long Chen didn't reply. He stood up to block the path, but was held back by Yuchi Jingjing.
"Waiting for reinforcements."
"A thousand kilometers away, on a public road, the old man in black robes suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look at Blood Demon Valley with his walking stick." Hehe, there are actually two demons. This will be a good show. " The old man was in no hurry to leave. He found a flat area on the side of the road and sat down, looking in the direction of Blood Demon Valley.
Long Chen raised his head and an ink-black sword appeared in his hand. Behind him, the black shadow's killing intent rose up and actually had the same effect as Yuchi Chun.
As he struck out with his sword, a ten-petaled black lotus appeared at the tip of his sword. The black shadow behind him similarly shot out a ten-petaled black lotus.
The black lotus charged forward one after the other. The white-robed youth slashed out at the black lotus, not wanting to kill Long Chen. Instead, he waited curiously for Long Chen to continue his attack.
He held the sword in one hand and swiped it with the other. Black gas lingered on the sword and the black shadow behind him did the same as he swung the sword again.
"The first stance of the Prodigious Demolition Sword."
A plain and unrealistic strike fell, but no colorful sword rainbow could be seen. It was just a plain and ordinary strike. The young man in white squinted his long and narrow phoenix eyes. Suddenly, he held his saber horizontally in front of him, but it was in vain. His entire arm instantly shriveled up.
Four shadows emerged from his body, each of them followed by a black shadow. However, they were much fainter than the black shadows behind Long Chen's original body. Four figures attacked the white-clothed youth from four directions.
"Extermination Sword, second move."
He reached out with his hand and a Spirit Transformation disciple appeared in front of him to protect him. In just an instant, that disciple was turned into a mummy. The white-clothed youth let go of the dried up corpse and raised his hand to look at his withered hand.
The dried corpse that fell to the ground turned into flying ashes as the wind blew it around.
This scene shocked Li Tang to the point where he couldn't speak. Yuchi Jingjing was equally shocked.
"Extermination Sword, number …"
Seeing Long Chen raise his sword, the white clothed youth hastily grabbed a Building Force elder and placed him in front of himself to block the attack. However, there was no response. He raised his head and saw that Long Chen had already fallen to the ground. The shadow behind him was still standing there, motionless.
The white-clothed youth threw away the panicked elder in his hand and walked towards Long Chen. A sword appeared in Li Tang's hand. Yuchi respectfully struggled to his feet, the black shadow behind Long Chen turning into a black line as he charged forward.
The youth hacked out with his blade, his black shadow crumbling into black mist. After circling for a while, it gradually entered Long Chen's body.
"Interesting."
His vision blurred, and the white-robed young man blocked the attack with his saber. His body slid across the ground before gradually flying up into the air, staring at the two people who had suddenly appeared.
