Long Yi pulled the corner of his clothes, Xiao Yan looked at Long Yi in confusion, and then looked along the fingers pointing toward Long Yi, and his face suddenly darkened.

On both sides of the road, heavy steps splashed yellow sand and flew, and a sharp momentum roared towards the face.

"There are people on both sides, and this time I'm finally fair to you." Jing Wuchen sighed, stepped on his legs, kicked up countless cracks on the ground, and rushed towards the left.

Xiao Yan almost cursed Jing Wuchen for being too bastard and too inhumane. Because Jing Wuchen rushed over there, there were only three people, and there were seven people left for Xiao Yan and Long Yi, who came over with righteousness.

Seeing that Jing Wuchen had melted into the rolling dust, he looked up at the faint blood color covering the earth. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiao Yan's chest was filled with a fierce fighting spirit.

The Dou Qi was running at high speed in his body. Xiao Yan stepped forward with a single punch, hitting forward with a harsh sound of friction with the air, and exerting an indomitable momentum.

With a loud "boom", Xiao Yan's heavy punch hit the shield held by the man in front, and an invisible wave of air swept around.

As soon as he burst, Xiao Yan immediately activated the fighting spirit and transmitted it to the contact surface between the fist and the shield through the trembling of his arms. He only heard a "crackling" sound of bones behind the shield. The shield fell to the ground, revealing a horrified face.

Xiao Yan ignored how shocked the other party was. The fighting spirit burst out in his body, and the castration was faster and more fierce, and he crashed into the man's arms. Xiao Yan's body had been tempered by the three heavenly fires. After possessing the blood of the demon clan, he absorbed the spiritual seal and was soaked by the marrow cultivation liquid. He was already as strong as steel. Where can the four-star peak Doudi withstand his collision? The man was immediately severely injured, with brittle sounds connected together, and his internal organs were overturned, and he couldn't even lift the Dou energy.

Xiao Yan exerted force under his feet, pressing the man's body, treating him as the "human shield" that opened the way between him and Long Yi.

With this "human shield", the wielding swords and coordinated positions of the six opponents lost their effect. The six even hesitated whether the fallen weapons would be cut on their teammates.

However, how could there be no hesitation on the battlefield? In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yan had already forced a bold opponent.

Waving his hand, he threw the almost disabled "human shield" out of the valley. Xiao Yan lifted up and kicked the person holding the defiant, kicking him on the chin, making him lean back and sideways, and then punched him hard on the chest where the empty door was wide open, causing him to shake his body and retreat "rubbing" towards the roadside.

Unfortunately, there was no road under my feet, and two bloody fireworks exploded one after another in the valley.

“The terrain here is so useful!”

Xiao Yan sighed, but his body did not pause at all. He just flipped in the air, and his right leg seemed to turn into a heavy ruler in the air, sweeping towards a bearded man with a bang.

The bearded man immediately felt the overwhelming pressure coming from his head, and his whole scalp was numb. He instinctively waved his mace to face the shadows sweeping from the air.

The barbs with a thickness of mace were more than an inch long flashed with a faint blue light under the moonlight, obviously covered with poison.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's legs were about to bloom, at this moment, a spear condensed by the fighting spirit was put on a mace out of thin air, allowing Xiao Yan's legs to sweep on the gun. The exquisite grasp of time is amazing.

Xiao Yan smiled, and the force of one-legged slammed the mace through the gun body, penetrated the bearded man's body, and exploded on the loess.

The bearded man didn't understand until he died, how did the spear appear so promptly?

"Good example, Long Yi." Xiao Yan gave Long Yi a thumbs up to Long Yi, who condensed the long spear in time and then scattered out of the power grid to block the remaining four people.

Hearing Xiao Yan's praise, Long Yi smiled shyly, and a low roar came out of his throat. The invisible dragon power spread out, which made the other four people's hearts shake, and even the fighting spirit that had just been raised almost dissipated.

Long Yi had one arm like a gun, and took the opportunity to pick up a gun flower and stabbed one of the people's abdomen.

In a few moments, four of the seven people were dealt with by Xiao Yan and Long Yi. The chill that rushed straight into the back of the three people was aroused in their hearts. The three of them looked at each other, and with deep fear of Xiao Yan and Long Yi, they turned their heads and retreated quickly at a faster speed than before.

"If you can't beat it, you want to run away? How can you do that good?"

Long Yi's long fighting spirit spear shook and covered the slowest gray hair into the battle circle. Then, two long fighting spirit spears condensed out of thin air and stabbed at the other two who were running away.

Gray hair turned around and swung the knife, and fired a fatal shot from behind, but found that Long Yi had already come to his body, and his despair turned into determination, completely giving up the idea of ​​escaping. The knife only attacked but not defended, and wanted to fight Long Yi with his life.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's figure had caught up with the other two people who had been stuck in a state of stagnation due to avoiding the spear, Long Yi smiled coldly, pulled out his posture, and stepped forward, dancing the spear with the lightning flashing tightly, pressing the gray-haired sword with the distance of the spear. Each attack brought a string of blood. With just a few breaths, the gray-haired hair was already scarred.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, and gray-haired looked at the guy who looked like a little kid in anger, but he actually suppressed his own guy tightly. He seemed to have made some decision while struggling.

After rubbing the blood that cracked the corners of his eyes, gray hair took a deep breath, and closed his eyes in front of Long Yi's spear that was as tricky as a poisonous dragon.

No! Long Yi's heart was shocked. This gray-haired person is definitely not a cowardly person who closes his eyes and waits for death. So, he has only one explanation for doing this. He must be preparing to use the ultimate trick, or even whether it is a master of death or a master of death!

The sense of crisis of life and death hit my heart, Long Yi waved his shoulders, stepped on his feet, and retreated quickly.

Long Yi's premonition was not wrong. Just when Long Yi's body suddenly moved, the gray-haired hair changed to holding a knife in both hands and slashed Long Yi across the air.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! A very simple action, it seems that even the two of them were so far apart, it was impossible to hit Long Yi without considering the possibility of grey hair.

The knife fell silently, and the gray-haired body suddenly shook and then stiffened. The eyes turned gray and white, and the vitality had actually been cut off.

No? This is the trick of gray hair being in the bottom of the box?

But Long Yi never even had such a question. How could a knife that could be activated with all his vitality be so simple? Long Yi's pupils suddenly contracted, blood in his body boiled, and the thunder and lightning qi stimulated in the meridians, and suddenly retreated at a speed twice as fast as before.

Under his feet was already the edge of the valley cliff, and it seemed that there was no way to retreat, but Long Yi's face remained unchanged. He quickly turned his toes and flew back into the void of the valley. Then he folded his body. In the many shocking eyes that had not yet reacted to the upper and lower sections, his body magically flashed to the side and fell back to the road again.

At this moment, on the edge of the cliff, a afterimage appeared at Long Yi’s foothold just now like a gust of wind, and his knife-holding posture was as different as his dead gray hair.

Afterimage raised the sword with both hands and slashed into the void. The sword light slashed out dozens of meters long sword light, and burst into the air with a sharp sound of diamond cutting the glass. The brilliant sword light even overshadowed the red of the blood moon in an instant, and the dazzling silver white was the only color at that moment.

"I almost overturned the boat in the gutter! It seems that those who dare to enter the blood cave of killing are indeed not good people." Long Yi stood beside him and looked at the sharp sword light, patted his chest, and stuck out his tongue, looking a little scared.

Although the gray-haired skill is indeed good, if Long Yi had a thunder gun in his hand just now, instead of a fighting spear that could not be strongly blocked, he would have done his best, even if he took it head-on, Long Yi would not have been injured at all.

"It seems that no matter whether you face ants or elephants in the future, you can't be so careless." Long Yi thought about it and looked at the battle situation on Xiao Yan.

The battle between Xiao Yan and the other two was over.

With the bonus of body fighting skills, Xiao Yan's body turned into a phantom without using his bone wings, and fully demonstrated the close combat that had not been cultivated for a long time.

After coming to the Doudi Continent, he rarely fought with his hands. Now this feels so good. Xiao Yan felt a wave of pleasure. Xiao Yan was more and more like walking in the stroll of the two people. His fists, five fingers, elbows, knees, feet, and even the back of his head were all accurate and accurate through the cracks of the two people's attacks, and a dull sound like a drum.

The two of them were extremely depressed and extremely frightened at this time, because although there were not too conspicuous scars on their bodies, their internal organs had already suffered a fatal shock.

What made them even more desperate was that the opponent was too fast, so fast that the shadows they saw were all in a string, so fast that those shadows were discontinuous, so fast that every knife they cut was a phantom. Is this still a human being? Faced with such an opponent, they really had the urge to swing their swords and wipe their necks.

“It’s over.”

With the cold and cold words, Xiao Yan flashed over one of the people's heads, closed his fists and smashed it down on his head.

The man was shocked and took back the half-wave golden sword, squatted, his head shrank, and he rushed to raise the golden sword high above his head, hoping that he could take Xiao Yan's punch that was as strong as before.

There was no such sound of the imagined fist colliding with the golden knife. In the other person's shocked eyes, Xiao Yan's fist had already hit the man's head before the golden knife was raised.

"Puff!" Blood splashed out from the cracked wound on the top of the head. The man bent down his weak body like a wild grass with broken life.

Seeing this scene, the only person left was already broken, and his hand holding the knife was trembling violently. The silver knife in his hand seemed to be weighing thousands of pounds and could not be lifted.

"Self-taking or do I do it?" Xiao Yan shook his arm and made a sound in the air.

"Trial your sister!"

The last person was aroused by Xiao Yan's dull and endless humiliation. He stepped on the ground with force and pulled up his body suddenly, and the silver knife suddenly slashed Xiao Yan's head.

The internally injured body forced the last trace of Dou Qi, and each trace of muscle was under tremendous pressure. The last man understood that this was his last blow, and he threw all the remaining Dou Qi to the silver knife desperately. The blade made a slight buzzing sound, trembling as if it was about to break.

He didn't want to cut off Xiao Yan's head, but he just wanted to hurt Xiao Yan a little and get a little money for himself and seven lives. This was his only thought at this time.

"It's just that I'm at the end of my strength, there's no need to waste my energy." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure flashed, and he appeared hundreds of meters away, quietly watching the last person.

The sword passed by, and looked at the body movement that could not be described by the word "weird", the last person felt as if he was ashamed. He knelt on the loess road with a "thump", and pointed his trembling fingers at Xiao Yan who was standing in the distance quietly. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of hot blood, shouting out the last sound of his life-

"You are really not a human being able to maintain such calmness under the influence of the Blood Moon!"

"Nonsense! If I hadn't been able to stay calm at all times, I would have died many times! Even though the blood moon was in the sky and my mood was a little restless, I could still be calm." Xiao Yan put his hands on his back, grinned contemptuously, and walked towards Long Yi.

"Let's go and see how Jing Wuchen is doing." Long Yi kept twisting his neck and said.

"Don't worry, with his speed, those three people really can't do anything to him." Xiao Yan smiled and walked over with Long Yi, while putting away the five corpses' rings.

Xiao Yan was right, Jing Wuchen was indeed very slippery, and there was only one person left on the other side, and it seemed that it would not last long.

"Then we don't have to worry about him." Long Yi stopped and continued to twist his neck while watching Jing Wuchen fight not far or near.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You two ungrateful guys, watching me fight hard, you just sit back and watch!" Jing Wuchen's voice seemed very angry.

"You chose the three of you here to fight alone, you can't blame us." Xiao Yan smiled, and saw that Jing Wuchen was at ease and didn't have to worry at all.

"It seems that I chose the wrong choice by my master." Jing Wuchen kicked the last enemy who was bleeding from his nose and ears and obviously couldn't survive. He patted his clothes and walked over with an unhappy expression. "I can't figure it out a little. Why has my vision been so much worse since I met you?"

"Actually, Long Yi and I don't mind switching opponents with you." Xiao Yan leaned against the cliff inside the road and said jokingly.

"It's better not to go." Thinking of the sword light that forced Long Yi to jump out of the cliff just now, Jing Wuchen couldn't help but fight a cold war and said with a smirk, "But to be honest, you are really beyond my imagination, and you are so fierce that you are simply messy."

After praising him, Jing Wuchen asked curiously: "I really didn't expect that there is such a powerful person as you in the Xiao clan. Could it be that you are really the legendary guy?"

But before Xiao Yan's face changed slightly, Jing Wuchen denied himself: "It's impossible. Although I saw it at first, the legendary guy was so rich that there was no reason to risk his life without taking enough guards. This is not a place to make fun of. And I have never heard of that guy with a little brat."

Jing Wuchen leaned against the cliff next to Xiao Yan, panting, and did not notice that Xiao Yan rolled his eyes in depression under his changing face.

"For the last time I warn you, you smelly guy, don't call me a little brat!" Long Yi sat cross-legged in front of Xiao Yan, staring at Jing Wuchen fiercely and shouted, very disgusted with this guy who repeatedly warned ineffectively.

"Oh, the little brat's temper is still so hot, it's not adorable at all." Jing Wuchen was still teasing Long Yi without any restraint, but the sound of breathing was a little loud. It seemed that it was consumed a lot in the battle just now.

Seeing that Jing Wuchen actually ignored his warning and dared to follow him and call him a little kid again, Long Yi stood up, and his eyes flashing with lightning emitted a breath called challenge.

"I said Brother Xiao, you have to take care of this little... kid." Seeing that Long Yi was really angry, Jing Wuchen still had to lose the word "小" between the words "小" and "小". "At a young age, he would shout and kill and beat him at any time, how could he do it?"

Xiao Yan ignored Jing Wuchen's words and just looked at the blood moon in the sky and thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'll stop calling out from now on." Seeing Xiao Yan looking at Xue Yue ignoring him, Jing Wuchen had to look at Long Yi, who was like a son of thunder and lightning. He obviously didn't want to fight with Long Yi, so he made appropriate concessions.

"It's not that you shout less, you're not allowed to shout again!" Long Yi corrected Jing Wuchen's vague response word by word.

"Look, the blood moon is about to be full." Xiao Yan interrupted the two people who were quarreling and pointed to the deep sky. "When we first came in, it was just a crescent moon."

The two stopped making noise and both raised their heads and looked at the sky.

In the sky, blood-red mist gradually spread, rolling up lonely remaining clouds. The blood moon is still as red as blood, but it is more abundant than before. The faint shadow behind it has already shown signs of roundness.

"The blood moon has become rounder and the blood color is thicker." Xiao Yan lowered his head. Even though he had adapted to the illumination of the blood moon, he was still unwilling to look at the blood moon for too long. "You must have felt it too, and the irritability in his heart began to become stronger and stronger, and he felt a little uncontrollable."

The eyes were withdrawn from the blood moon, and the cold weird red seemed to flash in the trance of consciousness. Jing Wuchen and Long Yi both nodded, their expressions as solemn as twilight.

"It seems that the battle has just begun." Xiao Yan sighed, "The bloody battle will make people lose themselves, but when the moon is full, it is estimated that many people will find it difficult to suppress the murderous thoughts in their hearts, and it will be even more crazy."

"The endless gloom and blood stimulation, and the invasion of this blood moon, the next road will definitely be much more difficult than it is now." Jing Wuchen frowned slightly, and his hair was flying in the wind, just like the uneasy emotions in his heart.

"Come on the rolling leaf and relax?" Jing Wuchen took out two things that were long and short of fingers and handed them to Xiao Yan and Long Yi.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yan was worried that if he met a peerless genius after endless fighting, would he still have the fighting spirit and physical strength to deal with it safely? Seeing that Jing Wuchen suddenly handed over something that was rolled by unknown leaves, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"You can tell if you try it."

"Smoke?" He leaned over his nose and sniffed it, then looked at the broken threads wrapped inside. Xiao Yan blurted out a very familiar noun before traveling to the Douqi Continent.

"Yan? What is that?" This time it was Jing Wuchen's turn to puzzle out.

Xiao Yan didn't know how to explain, so he smiled and asked, "How did you get this thing?"
To be continued...