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Chapter 1987 Quick fight!

Fan Yong killed so many people, so he naturally had his own purpose. All the people killed by Fan Yong would be drained from his blood.

Anyone who has heard of Fan Yong’s title knows this.

And the uses of those blood are fully displayed at this moment!

The thick blood in the sky was filled with extremely strong oppressive force and resentment. The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled, echoed in everyone's ears through Jiao Ze's blockade.

Even though Fu Yunshan was strong, he was slightly affected at this moment. The blood and blood in his body rolled, his whole body became a little bad, and his eyes were red.

The ordinary people around him were all blood-red at this moment, looking extremely terrifying. Some people even began to attack the people around him, and the scene fell into complete chaos!

When Chen Ping saw the scene in front of him, his brows frowned involuntarily.

At the same time, the Tower of Tongtian vibrated slightly.

Chen Ping noticed the vibration of the Tower of Heaven, and his consciousness instantly sank into it. It was Xia Hanxue.

"What's wrong, Han Xue?"

Chen Ping looked at Xia Hanxue in confusion.

Xia Hanxue frowned slightly and spoke in a voice: "Master, I noticed that the breath outside was a little wrong, and it seemed to have the breath of the ancient evil ritual blood clot technique. This is not the use of elemental talent, but a special method of cultivation, which trains yourself into a unique elemental medium."

"Blood Clotting Method?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment.

Then his consciousness was distracted and he glanced at Fan Yong who was already standing with Fu Yunshan in the distance.

He also understood at this moment that the surging sea of ​​blood was not a magical power, but a domain-type magical power, and could induce rules or laws between heaven and earth and form a certain suppression force.

The blood coagulation technique mentioned by Xia Hanxue is most likely the technique practiced by Fan Yong!

Thinking of this, Chen Ping's consciousness sinks into the Tower of Heaven again and says, "It should be what you call the blood coagulation technique."

"But this person and I have no conflict for the time being, what's wrong?"

Chen Ping did not intend to interfere in this matter. In his opinion, Fu Yunshan and Jiao Ze should be able to solve this matter.

If they can't solve it, the protagonist doesn't mind taking action once.

When Xia Hanxue heard Chen Ping's words, she breathed a little relieved and immediately spoke: "It's best if the master doesn't meet him. If he meets him, the master should be careful of the other party!"

"The Blood Clotting Art is weird and domineering. I once heard Shangguan Ran say that the Blood Clotting Art is extremely difficult to deal with. If you want to deal with people who practice the Blood Clotting Art, you need to restrict the other party from using the magical power of surging the blood sea as soon as possible."

"If the other party uses it, then you cannot give the other party a chance to continue to accumulate momentum, because the surging of the blood sea will affect all living beings around, causing them to kill each other, thereby further enhancing the surging of the blood sea."

"In the end, the sea of ​​blood will surging, and even a huge blood man will condense. The strength of this blood man is likely to be much higher than that of the cultivator himself!"

When Chen Ping heard this, his mind slighted. This matter seemed to be more difficult than he thought.

Fan Yong's own strength has reached the nine stars. If he summoned the blood man, the blood man's strength is likely to reach the peak of the nine stars.

Even if it is less than the peak of the Nine Stars, it will not run away in the late stage of the Nine Stars.

This makes Chen Ping feel a little uncomfortable. Maybe he has to expose a lot of trump cards to completely beat the other party, which is definitely not a good thing for Chen Ping.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Ping said in a deep voice.

"Then I'll go out first."

After saying that, Chen Ping's consciousness left the Tower of Heaven. At this moment, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, he opened Xia Hanxue's authority, allowing her to detect the outside world's aura, otherwise he might be in crisis.

Chen Ping was quite resistant to exposing his trump card, which would make him feel insecure.

"This Fu Yunshan cannot die here." Chen Ping murmured in a low voice.

Fu Yunshan is the person he intends to conquer. If he dies here, it will be a huge loss for Chen Ping.

This is a genius!

Since my mother left such a ruin for herself, it proves that my mother has absolutely the means to subdue those people.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping looked directly at Jiao Ze, and after hesitating a little, he directly sent a message to the other party.

"Let Fu Yunshan fight and decide quickly, and use the trump card directly. The blood sea is constantly absorbing the blood of others to strengthen it. If the battle and decide quickly, the whole city will die!"

After saying this, Chen Ping returned to his original peace.

If you say this and the other party doesn't pay attention to it, it proves that these two people are not worthy of their conquest, even if they are indeed good.

These days, strength is one aspect, but the brain is another aspect.

On the other hand, Jiao Ze was shocked when he heard Chen Ping's words and looked directly at the two people fighting and the surrounding environment.

At this moment, many of the ordinary people around who have no cultivation have died tragically, and their blood is constantly leaving their bodies.

Although there was no movement trajectory, Jiao Ze could see clearly the sea of ​​blood that was getting thicker and thicker in the sky.

Jiao Ze was shocked in his heart.

However, he did not contact the person who sent him the voice transmission. Although he really wanted to contact the other party, since the other party told him through the voice transmission, he didn't want to be exposed, and there was no need for him to make people unhappy.

Thinking of this, Jiao Ze immediately spoke to Fu Yunshan: "Yunshan, fight quickly and decide quickly, don't give him the opportunity to continue to strengthen!"

"His sea of ​​blood is constantly increasing!"

In the sea of ​​blood, the battle between Fu Yunshan and Fan Yong became more and more intense. The blue sword energy kept flashing, cutting the sea of ​​blood, but the sea of ​​blood was constantly recovering.

On the contrary, Fan Yong left many scars on Fu Yunshan's body.

Hearing Jiao Ze's words, Fu Yunshan's face suddenly became solemn, but Fan Yong glanced at Jiao Ze and laughed strangely.

"Just based on him, do you think he can kill me?"

"Even if you come, you will never escape the ending of death today!"

In Fan Yong's words, the meaning of arrogance was extremely obvious, but Jiao Ze did not refute anything.

He is not a person who likes nonsense. If Fu Yunshan had not always liked to fight alone, he would have been unhappy with him.

He had already taken action to erase Fan Yong.

He is just a monk in the early stage of nine stars.

Killing him is not a particularly difficult thing for Jiao Ze.

In the field, Fu Yunshan looked at Fan Yong with a faint look and a calm voice. In the world, a series of auras condensed on him, making him stronger and stronger.

"Dare you still distracted when fighting me?"
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