The mountain wind was brisk, and the dense tree crowns made a tingling sound as they were cut by the knife wind. Along with the wind came a faint fishy smell, maybe it was the smell of water-soaked soil, maybe it was the smell of blood, these two smells were far apart.

The smell was close. Xu Qing, who was sitting on a tree stump by the forest, sniffed, pulled out the Long Yuan Sword from his waist and placed it on his knees, so that he could fight with the sword in the shortest time. Of course, because he was waiting for

people have already arrived.

Whoosh——

A figure flashed out from the woods, like a whirlwind blowing to the opposite side of the tree stump. His feet stopped for a moment, and the corners of his white robe lifted by the wind fell with a roar. The bulging cuffs were still swinging. What came was a man with a red face.

A young man, he has a high forehead and a fair face without beard. It is precisely because of his good complexion that the red inside can be revealed. His big black pupils are clearly flashing with anger. The most eye-catching thing is his left cuff.

It has five hooked fingers, and each nail is more than half an inch longer than the fingertip. To be precise, it looks more like a claw, a claw dripping with blood.

It is difficult for the age of ancient warriors to match their appearance. They are a group of long-lived people, a group of supermen who constantly stimulate their potential. If they know some ways to maintain their beauty and health, it is not difficult to maintain a childlike appearance at the age of 100. Xu

Qing has already equated the middle-aged man in front of him with Long Jiuzhou, they are the same person.

Long Jiuzhou raised his bleeding left palm, pointed an index finger at Xu Qing, who was sitting still, and asked coldly: "Are you Xu Qing, the top martial arts master?" A drop of saturated blood followed him.

The fingertips fell, and two red dots bloomed on the ground.

Xu Qing still maintained his sitting posture, raised his head and looked at the other party lightly, and asked: "Long Jiuzhou, there is a hint of ambition in his name. Now that Meng Poyi is ruined, you should stop your ambition. Everyone still tacitly goes his own way."

The road is good.”

Another drop of blood condensed on Long Jiuzhou's fingertips, but it had not yet reached the point where it fell. His fingertips trembled and fell: "Leave Feng Yang to me. There is room for negotiation in everything, otherwise the only choice is

Till death."

Xu Qing relaxed his face and smiled. He squinted his eyes and scanned his dantian. The smile at the corner of his mouth became even thicker. The Long Jiuzhou in front of him was just a character with a fierce appearance and a soft heart. The gourd-shaped inner elixir in his dantian was the best proof.

The sect leader has not broken through to the semi-sacred realm. Judging from the shape of his inner elixir, he is only slightly stronger than the two Purple Dragon Guards who were killed with one sword. Moreover, he also suffered serious internal injuries. It was easy and pleasant to deal with him, saying

The insistence on fighting to the death is just a toad hanging in the air and blowing the air, without any confidence at all.

Long Jiuzhou hated it. He was originally going to enter the semi-sacred realm this time in seclusion, but he was shaken alive by an explosion. He was forced to leave the seclusion, all his previous efforts were wasted, and he suffered internal injuries. Fortunately, there was a miraculous skill passed down in the sect.

, blood refining qigong, which can forcibly convert the blood of living creatures into qi energy in a short period of time to be used and stimulate some potential. When he came here, he tore a poor gibbon alive in order to replenish the blood qi, and drank a full stomach of ape blood.

He managed to hold on to the fast running just now. If he faced Xu Qingzheng again now, the consequences would not be optimistic.

"Until death, right? In my opinion, you are not much better than the two old men who were killed by my sword by the lake. If you are interested in playing both hands, I will still be happy to accompany you. Stop talking nonsense and do it!" Xu Qing

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand, he stood up, tilting his head and looking at Long Jiuzhou across from him with a leisurely expression. He was not trying to bully others, but to make them retreat in the face of difficulties.

Long Jiuzhou now feels like he is riding a tiger. Although refining blood Qigong can allow him to fight with semi-sacred warriors for several rounds, it is a miraculous skill of drinking poison to quench thirst. The energy converted from the blood of living creatures cannot sustain for a long time.

In the battle of time, if he was not careful, his old fate would be settled. To be honest, he was reluctant to fight Xu Qing head-on, but as the leader of the Dragon Gate, he could not back down, so he could only bite the bullet and go ahead.

.

"Okay, then I will learn Xu Gongfeng's clever trick." Long Jiuzhou gritted his teeth and lowered his head to cup his hands. His eyes were full of ferocious light, and his palms stained with ape blood slid down from the cupped fists, and his five fingers were like

The hook was thrust towards Xu Qing's throat. Although this sneak attack without warning was a bit despicable, he couldn't care less in order to win as soon as possible.

The blood-stained claw hook is as fast as lightning, and it passes without any sound. This is Long Jiuzhou's most proud skill. The Nether Dragon grabs the hand and extends it with one claw without making any sound. If the blood on the fingertips were not still wet, there would be no way.

Capture the trajectory of the grapple hook.

Xu Qing's eyes were sharp, he raised his hand and swept out with a sword. He relied on the protective aura to overwhelm Long Yuan's sharp sword. He simply used the simplest and most effective way to fight the enemy, ignoring the mysterious moves of the opponent. He only used his sword to sweep vertically.

When an ancient warrior goes head-to-head, the one who suffers will always be the one with a lower level.

Poof! The dragon's gripper caught Xu Qing's throat without any bias, but unfortunately it was still about an inch away from the skin of his neck. No matter how hard Long Jiuzhou tried, he could not tighten his claws even half an inch. At this moment, the dagger was already gone.

Wu Xiao swept towards his waist, forcing him to pull away and retreat a few feet, easily dodging the sword's edge.

Xu Qing didn't rush to chase Long Jiuzhou and kill him. The threat he could pose to a character who couldn't even break through his protective aura was quite limited, so there was no need to kill him all.

Long Jiuzhou now knew his own pain. The five fingers of his left hand that he had just grasped his opponent's throat seemed to have caught on an iron pipe. It was a red-hot iron pipe. Now even his wrist was spasming in pain. The most painful thing was his surface.

He also had to put on a nonchalant look and be wary of Xu Qing, who was facing him, for fear that this kid would suddenly make an attack.

Xu Qing glanced at Long Jiuzhou's left arm behind his back. He could already see the guy's fingers trembling behind his back. He didn't bother to expose it to his face. He raised his hand and pointed at the opponent's nose with the tip of his sword and said: "If you don't fight to the death, start the fight."

Do you just want to escape? If you are brave enough, come over and sign."

Long Jiuzhou clenched his teeth, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He raised his right palm and reached into his waist. He took out a palm-sized long-necked ink jade bottle, brought the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, bit off the stopper with his teeth, and spoke to his mouth.

He raised his neck and drank it, as if he drank something from the bottle into his stomach.

Xu Qing saw clearly with his clairvoyant eyes that the jade bottle in this man's hand was filled with bright red blood. Although he could not be sure whether it was human or animal blood, he could tell from the satisfied expression on his face after drinking it.

The blood in it seems to taste good.

The bottle is filled with blood, but it is not human blood. It is the blood of the Dragon God. It can push blood refining and qigong to the extreme. It is also Long Jiuzhou's last support. He has already made up his mind. If this bottle of Dragon
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