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Chapter 1225 When the father saw that his son was still alive, he drew out seven wolves

At this time, Ye Qianyu's pupils were covered in blood. In his eyes, Qin Lang was as fragile as a piece of thin paper.

You can shoot it out with your hand!

"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!!!"

Ye Qianyu, who had lost his mind, kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

It just fell into the ears of Zhao Xiaoya and others, and there was only the weird and weird laughter of Heigei, which was extremely cunning and creepy.

Rumble!

Ye Qianyu raised his hand, wrapped in boundless blood and blood mist condensed in front of his palm. Even the space where this barrier began to tremble, as if he could not bear the power of the demigod realm and wanted to collapse.

The terrifying blood energy almost condensed a blood cloud behind Ye Qianyu.

His strength has begun to approach five blood clan ancestors.

Not to mention Ye Qianyu himself was blinded by this terrifying power.

Even the five blood clan ancestors were a little surprised when they saw this scene, looking at each other in surprise, and their scarlet pupils were full of incredibleness.

They inject blood into Ye Qianyu's body with blood. Logically speaking, Ye Qianyu will reach a critical value if he can bear the blood and energy at the heavenly level at most.

After the outbreak, his body will be destroyed by the terrifying blood energy of the blood clan, and eventually it will be a flash in the pan.

But now, what is strange is that Ye Qianyu's body has actually endured the blood and blood that is comparable to the demigod realm.

Even the five blood clan ancestors felt that if they continued to inject, Ye Qianyu could continue to bear it.

How weird is this?

The five of them actually created a human who could defeat them by injecting qi and blood?

Unbelievable!

Can't believe it!

"Save Qin Lang's life."

"We can't really let this human be killed."

"It's very useful to keep him. He is the direct heir of the Qin family in the capital and the grandson of the Nangong Gu clan. If we die, our plans will all be lost!"

“…”

The five blood clan ancestors who were approaching the divine realm were all secretly sending voices.

I decided on the next strategy.

They originally planned to let Ye Qianyu try Qin Lang's strength, but now Ye Qianyu's strength is so strong that he almost loses control.

If Qin Lang's life is endangered, they must take action in time.

Otherwise, all the strategies would be nothing!

Seeing Ye Qianyu coming to the front with boundless power, Qin Lang raised his hand, and the Di Xiao sword wrapped around Zhao Xiaoya and quickly rushed towards the rear.

Similarly, Junzi was also surrounded by the Overlord Spear and retreated in another direction.

"Kill you! Kill you!! Kill you!!! Hey geigei, hey geigei~"

Ye Qianyu, who had lost his human appearance, grinned at the corner of his mouth behind his ears, and the strange laughter from his mouth became increasingly rampant.

There was scarlet in his eyes, and there was also extremely fanatical excitement.

It seemed as if the next second, Qin Lang was photographed in pieces under his hands.

Dong--

Ye Qianyu lingered with his terrifying bloody fist, hit Qin Lang's chest accurately, and a dull sound broke out.

Then?

Just a sound, nothing happened...

Ye Qianyu, who was several heads taller than Qin Lang, stood there stupidly.

He looked at his fists and at Qin Lang's weak little body.

Such a quiet scene would not be ruined by him.

He tilted his head, and his scarlet pupils were filled with deep doubts.

Qin Lang casually pushed away his black-haired fist, gently swept his chest, raised his head, looked at Ye Qianyu, and asked calmly: "That's it?"

"Hey gei...hey—hey—"

Ye Qianyu's strange laughter became more and more intriguing, and his inhuman body began to tremble again.

Immediately afterwards, his fists, like raindrops, were vented wildly into Qin Lang's body like raindrops.

The overwhelming fist shadows enveloped Qin Lang and completely covered his body.

After a moment, Ye Qianyu's fist hurt, and the vast blood and energy on his body gradually began to overflow, and then he gradually stopped.

A breeze blew, and the blood dissipated.

Qin Lang's clothes were shattered, and they were bare and shook Ye Qianyu's heart again.

"How could such a... terrifying thing happen?"

Ye Qianyu, whose body began to shrink, made an incredible voice in his mouth.

"I'm just standing here and letting you fight, and you can't break my defense. Why are you angry with me?"

Qin Lang sighed in a sigh and complained helplessly.

He casually took out another set of clothes from the system space and put them on his body as if no one was around, and said in a low voice that only Ye Qianyu could hear.

"This dress is indeed going to be taken off tonight, but I only plan to let your mother see it alone. You peeled me clean now, which makes me embarrassed."

"Go to die!"

Ye Qianyu grinned, as if he had seen something terrifying, and he thought of something, and became more and more crazy.

The blood and energy that dissipated from his body actually began to gather again.

Even the five blood clan ancestors in the rear could not control their own blood and were forced to rob him by Ye Qianyu.

The listless Ye Qianyu once again recovered to the demigod realm of the blood and energy, and even continued to rise.

Behind him, the wings derived from blood and energy also stretched out.

It has sharp fangs that appear from the corner of its mouth.

His posture became increasingly strange and had become assimilated with the blood of the blood clan.

It is comparable, even better than the full-strength attack of the ancestor of the blood clan, carrying the power that exceeds the peak of the demigod realm, and is coming to Qin Lang's critical point.

"not good!"

"stop!"

The five blood clan ancestors were moved, roared at Ye Qianyu, and rushed towards Qin Lang quickly, wanting to join forces to block the attack for him.

Although I don’t know what trump card Qin Lang has, why is his body so tough.

But even if you have a life-saving trick, it is difficult to resist this attack that is almost comparable to that of a divine realm.

Qin Lang cannot die.

Otherwise, all five of them would have to be buried with them!

However, at this time, Ye Qianyu had forced plundering more blood energy than any blood clan ancestor.

How fast is they able to catch up?

The lightning speed was not as fast as the speed of the fast broadcast. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qianyu's fist had already arrived in front of Qin Lang's vital points.

Seeing that he was about to hit the point, Qin Lang did not continue to let him beat him.

Raise your hand, slap it gently, and slap it from top to bottom.

Duang~

At this moment, Ye Qianyu suffered a heavy blow on his head, and he felt his soul leave his body, his pupils tremble, and his eyes bulge.

Then under the power of this slap, he fell to the ground and smashed a giant pit that was inhumane.

"how so?"

Ye Qianyu's voice was full of incredibleness, and he looked up in horror.

Seeing that his son was still alive, the father drew out the seven wolves.
Chapter completed!
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