The blood spirit in front of him was approaching step by step as the young man failed to hit him. His blood-red eyes were emotionless, and the strong and tangy smell of blood carried a sense of suffocation. What was even more frightening was that the slightest fluctuations coming from his body showed that It has the strength of the second level of blood spirit.
The blood spirit at the back stood behind the two of them, without any movement, as motionless as a sculpture.
Lin Zixuan looked at it with a serious expression, hugging Lin Xinghui with his right hand and placing it next to him.
Lin Xinghui was startled at first, her pretty face blushed slightly, and then she looked at those thin but powerful hands placed where they shouldn't be. Suddenly, her face showed surprise, she bit her lips, and said with some anger: "You little bastard , taking the opportunity to take advantage of my sister, hum! No way."
The curved leather whip at the waist was instantly pulled out, making a sonorous and powerful sound in the air like a dragon and a snake, whipping up a strong wind and hitting the hand held by Lin Zixuan. Lin Zixuan was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand and looked at it. Looking at the position of his hand, Lin Zixuan suddenly realized, but he still couldn't help complaining, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin."
When Lin Xinghui heard this, she immediately became furious. She put her hands on her waist, her face was livid and she was holding her breath, "Oh, are you still reasonable?"
"Good men don't fight with women." Lin Zixuan rolled his eyes at her.
At this moment, Blood Spirit's whole body was exuding blood. He took a step forward and slapped a crimson blood palm forward. It was majestic and unstoppable.
Lin Zixuan stood upright sideways, and the rich blood turned into a giant bloody tiger, roaring at the blood spirit, showing sharp fangs, his hind legs naturally bent into a bow shape, and jumped up, with the huge tiger palm supporting the slap. There were low roars coming from the palm of his hand.
Darkness surrounds the bloody palm, and dark blood lines radiate from the palm, wrapping around the huge tiger claws. In an instant, the black blood lines are like wild horses, infecting the bloody tiger. Palm until the tiger palm turns dark color.
But unexpectedly, the black blood line stopped at the wrist, as if blocked by something. A sharp edge flashed in front of Blood Spirit's eyes, and the blood-red face without any ripples looked a bit ferocious at the moment.
Lin Xinghui looked at the young man in the robe who was sweating profusely at the moment, and then at the huge tiger palm carrying the dark blood palm. There was white light flowing at the tiger's wrist. As soon as the black blood line that was constantly infecting met the ring of white light, it immediately Burned into nothingness.
There was a trace of surprise in Lin Xinghui's beautiful eyes. This young boy with only the eighth level of blood spirit could withstand a random blow from the second level of blood spirit, and could also resolve the unknown blood-black color. It was really incredible. At least, there was no such thing in Sunset Town. , even the three geniuses of Sunset Town did not have it at this time. The gap between the blood spirit realm and the blood spirit realm was like an adult and a child, and it was easy for an adult to hit a child.
The black blood lines are gathering more and more, like a flood, and the white light at the tiger's wrist is gradually dimming. The huge tiger shadow is also a little illusory and blurred. The young man's robe has been completely soaked, and he is holding the ground with one hand. , the blood tiger transformed into another hand is still struggling to hold on.
"Blood energy turns into objects, and there are spirits in objects. That's right!" Lin Xinghui exclaimed.
And the young man was in such a state of confusion at the moment, how long had it been since? She just stood back and watched, and was still commenting in shock. Do you really think this is a game?
Lin Zixuan opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "Why don't you come and help quickly?"
Lin Xinghui was awakened by the roar. The whip in her hand made a hunting sound in the air. Her beautiful eyes showed caution. She jumped forward and swung the whip. As her golden curly hair drew a perfect arc in the air, Then he swung it hard at the blood spirit. Each whip landed at the precise position, landing gracefully and perfectly. He smiled arrogantly and looked at the blood spirit in front of him, as if it would fall down immediately.
But the blood spirit in front did not change at all, but its body trembled slightly, and then looked at the woman indifferently, a roar came from the throat, and the two blood spirits behind the woman seemed to be activated, and their bodies moved involuntarily, vaguely The sound of bones rubbing together can be heard.
"What is this? It even has bones." Lin Zixuan was puzzled.
Lin Xinghui's beautiful eyes showed shock. She turned her back to Lin Zixuan with a solemn expression. She turned to look at Lin Zixuan who was half-kneeling at the moment and said anxiously: "It seems that I have to hold these two guys back. You should think of a way quickly." , otherwise, we will all die here!"
Lin Zixuan was speechless when he heard these words. He originally expected her to lend a hand to help him catch his breath, but now it seems that he has to rely on himself.
Lin Zixuan dispersed the huge blood tiger, and the residual blood energy filling the air poured into himself. After the huge blood palm was no longer hindered, it became even faster. Lin Zixuan took a lunge, bowed, stood up, quickly formed seals with his feet, and formed the Nine Palaces The foot formation, this useless short-distance speed, in Lin Zixuan's opinion, is a panacea for avoiding attacks. In an instant, the giant palm slapped, cracks appeared on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere.
The blood spirit suddenly became furious when he found that there was no one under his palm. The deep-set eye sockets in his face were now filled with dark blood lines, and the blood vessels appeared on his face, like a fierce spirit.
Lin Zixuan shouted at this moment: "The secret of the light of Tianyin Light Fist!!"
The young man ran as fast as lightning, rushed forward, and punched the blood spirit with lightning speed.
But the blood spirit looked at the young man indifferently, and strong mental fluctuations flashed out. Lin Zixuan's fast figure actually slowed down at this moment, his mind was roaring, and the fast punch was wrapped by a withered palm under the young man's gaze. The blood spirit's eyes slowly closed, revealing a gap. That look was incompatible with itself, and it was extremely funny! It seemed like he was provoking, but also like he was disgusted by the tiny grasshopper jumping around in front of him many times.
At this moment, the young man felt a little helpless. He originally thought of making a surprise attack and then killing him with one strike. After all, after being soaked and tempered in the Five Spirits Blood Evil Pond, the purity of his blood was several times higher than that of the same level. However, his thinking was still too simple. Perhaps the Blood Qi Realm is really vulnerable to the Blood Spirit Realm. No matter how fast the speed and strong power are, after all, the qualitative change caused by the accumulation of quantity is like a chasm, insurmountable.
The so-called secret of light was just made up by the young man to scare this cold-blooded spirit, but it was of no use in front of it.
The young man closed his eyes in despair, feeling the sharp knife-like bloody palm cutting towards him. His mind was a little complicated. His overestimation of his capabilities led to a big mistake. I am afraid that this place full of opportunities will be his burial place. The land of bones.
The black and white blood species in the young man's sea of consciousness beat slightly, and the white half flashed with light. Even the blood spirit's fallen hand was frozen in the air and could not fall.
The girl had no idea that she was constantly entangled with the two blood spirits. To be precise, she was constantly avoiding the attacks of the blood spirits.
A white light shone in front of the young man's eyes, and in the sea of consciousness appeared an old man wearing Taoist robes, with white hair and a childlike face, slowly punching, and the boxing was windy, fast and slow, methodical. In his mind, the familiar voice sounded again, "When I was young, I looked at the sky and took it. The light of heaven; when I was young, I listened to the harp and listened to its sound..."
The young man's mind was spinning crazily, "I have clearly understood the elements of light, but I still don't understand the mystery of light. But now, I have some preliminary understanding. Light is pervasive and all-encompassing. It can be as big as the universe, as small as a particle, and the light of morning. , full of vitality, the afterglow of the setting sun, twinkling light, even if it is sometimes shrouded in haze and eroded by darkness, the light is still fearless, struggling to tear open the night and let the light reappear in the world. Who can see its timidity for a moment? Maybe it is My timidity, ignorance, and lack of courage to fight led me to realize that the element of light is so fragile in the face of evil and has lost its original edge!"
If you hear the word in the morning, you will die in the evening! !
The young man's understanding at this moment made him invincible, and he struck out the light fist again, "The secret of light! Fearless."
The golden light on the fist was dazzling, and the light of uneven thickness ignored everything in front of it. It burned the dry palm penetratingly, and the palm suddenly burst into flames. In an instant, the entire arm of the blood spirit turned into flying ash and flew out.
The boy's straight hand gradually fell weakly as the withered arm dissipated. The boy half-knelt on the ground, staring straight ahead.
At this moment, the blood spirit's broken hand could no longer be restored, and the two blood spirits fighting Lin Xinghui suddenly stopped. Lin Xinghui's long whip fell to the ground and lay down helplessly.
In the distance, there seemed to be a dazzling light flashing at the end of the ancient road. Looking through the layers of black fog, a strange figure stood vaguely at the corner of the alley not far away. Behind the figure, there was an emerald green tree, floating in the dark wind. The leaves swayed "clattering" under the gentle breeze, and each leaf was green and blue, like a faint green turquoise, with lush branches and verdant leaves.
The young man Dingqing took a look and saw the strange figure sitting cross-legged in front of the tree like an iron tower. At this moment, the girl looked at the appearance of the figure and was a little horrified. She shouted in shock: "Physical Saint, Lin Zhiyu!!"
