Yuwen Zhouyuan believes that this half-step true emperor will definitely follow him, because the other party's fighting spirit has also been instigated by him. If the other party does not follow at this time, then he is afraid, and I am afraid he will have regrets in his heart in the future.
, affecting the advancement of his cultivation, there is no hope of breaking through the True Emperor Stage, unless of course he can defeat Yuwen Zhouyuan, but judging from the strength shown by Yuwen Zhouyuan now, every day that is extended, his confidence is reduced by one point.
Sure enough, the half-step true emperor followed Yuwen Zhouyuan with a pale face.
At this time, there were only two Half-Step True Emperors left in this world. The two fake blood-red robed masked men did not know what kind of combined attack technique they had practiced, but they were able to withstand the attacks of the Half-Step True Emperor masters. They were like
They were the invincible Xiaoqiang. Every time they were attacked, they were seriously injured. After a while, they would be alive and kicking again. All of this was due to the blood-red mist. You must know that the blood-red mist contained more than thirty Scale Horns.
Although the real masked man has absorbed part of the warrior's energy and blood essence, there is still a lot that has not been absorbed.
After they were injured, the blood mist automatically entered their bodies to heal their injuries.
"The demons are dancing wildly." At this time, in the boundless blood mist, a domineering, arrogant, and ferocious voice sounded. This voice was like a lament for the destruction of the world, which shocked people's soul.
When this voice just fell, there were dense and longing figures in the blood mist, including men, women, old and young. Their eyes were full of madness, their bodies were filled with red light, and they rushed towards the half-step true emperor with their teeth and claws.
"Broken!" The Half-Step True Emperor shouted loudly, and the two rays of light in his eyes were like sharp blades, piercing through the layers of soul shadows. He held the knife in both hands and slashed straight down, as if he was creating the world.
There is void under his feet, his black hair is long and dancing wildly, the scale-horned warrior uniform is making a hunting sound, his figure is extremely tall, and an aura that destroys everything emanates from the scale-horned warrior sword.
And such a slash out of thin air did not reveal the slightest momentum, but the longing figure and the blood mist in the sky were cut away like this. He hesitated to push away the clouds and mist to see a clear sky, but it was dark and there was no clear sky.
Although the master of the Scale Horn Clan broke through the blood mist and figures in front of him, there were too many figures and they were too crazy. He felt the blood in his body boiling, as if it was about to escape.
"The soul-enchanting blood handprint." At this moment, the cold and cruel voice of the masked man sounded again, and the blood-colored palm, which had always been as big as a millstone, fell from the sky, and the pressure shook all directions. The air under the blood-colored palm did not have time to escape, and was blown away.
Compression, the space above was evacuated into a vacuum, strong winds rolled in all directions, and the crowd a mile away was affected, and they were blown east and west.
At this moment, this half-step true emperor is at his weakest. His energy and blood are affected, and his cultivation can only reach 60%.
The Scale Horn Clan warrior knife in his hand suddenly thrust out, trying to pierce the bloody hand the size of a millstone, but he underestimated this bloody hand. It was one-third of the more than thirty Scale Horn Clan warriors just now.
The essence and blood condensed into bloody hands.
"Kacha..." The scale-horned warrior's sword shattered.
"Boom." There was a loud noise, like an earthquake, and the half-step true emperor was slapped to the ground by the masked man.
A huge palm print appeared on the ground, and the hole in the ground where the Half-Step True Emperor fell into looked like a worm's cave.
The man in the blood-red robe and mask stood in the void, no, it should be said that he was standing in the blood mist, as if the blood demon was resurrected, the blood-red robe danced, and the black mask became more ferocious, reflecting red light in the blood mist.
"Ah..." a roar came out, and the ground rumbled.
"Bang." The half-step true emperor flew out of the hole in the ground like a cannonball. He stood on the ground, his hair disheveled, his scale-horned warrior uniform in tatters, stained with blood, and his eyes filled with anger.
combustion.
"Half-Step True Emperor's master of the Scale Horn Tribe is indeed a great source of energy and blood!" The masked man took a deep breath of blood mist and said with an intoxicated look on his face.
"You are seeking death." This half-step True Emperor master from the Scale Horn Clan said harshly.
The scene at this time made him feel humiliated. Originally, he should be standing in the void looking down at the masked man because of his advanced cultivation, but now the situation is the opposite.
A faint wave rippled out from the whole body. Domain, this is the domain initially formed by the half-step true emperor master. The blood mist was expelled and could no longer absorb his blood energy.
The face of the masked man also became solemn. The Half-Step True Emperor also has levels. The realm that has condensed the field and the realm that has not condensed the field are completely different.
The vast and endless sea, even here is hundreds of miles away from the inland. Yuwen Zhouyuan stood quietly on the sea in black. The blood-red robe and mask were given to Leng Jie, and Ye Youhan also asked Leng Jie to take the lead.
After leaving, he didn't even have time to say a word to Ye Youhan.
Because he is afraid of provoking more masters. Although he is not afraid, Ye Youhan is afraid. He is afraid that Ye Youhan will be injured.
Coming, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart, he felt the aura locking him getting closer and closer.
Although he left first, Yuwen Zhouyuan could still feel that there was a breath locked on him. If he didn't solve it, he might be able to catch up with him no matter where he went. He didn't know that Leng Jie had this breath left on him.
No, but now he can only block.
At this time, a small white dot appeared. The small white dot became bigger and bigger, and a figure appeared ten feet in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Why didn't you run away?" The half-step true emperor looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan coldly and asked.
Judging from the attitude of this Half-Step True Emperor, Yuwen Zhouyuan suspected that this aura was unique to the Scale Horn Clan and could be used to pursue enemies.
"Young master, I can leave when I want, and you can't control whether I want to stay or not!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile, and at the same time, a fine mist emitted from his pores, and that breath was absorbed by him.
Excreted from the body.
Yuwen Zhouyuan overestimated the people of the Scale Horn Clan because they were able to follow him closely, but he didn't expect that it would take a long time for them to arrive. If he could expel that aura, he would be able to leave safely.
.
However, when he found out where the aura was, Yuwen Zhouyuan also noticed the other party's spiritual consciousness. The other party's spiritual consciousness swept across his body. Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan changed his mind and deliberately waited.
They are looking at each other and want to fight.
It is the wish of every monk to fight against masters. Now that there is such a good opportunity, Yuwen Zhouyuan wants to try to see how big the gap is between himself and the half-step True Emperor masters.
This place is extremely far away from the land. I believe that a true emperor master will not show up. If he does, it will only mean that he is very unlucky.
"That woman is the person our Scale Horn Clan is looking for. Tell her whereabouts quickly and I will spare your life." The Half-Step True Emperor's eyes were awe-inspiring, and murderous intent flashed away.
"It turns out that woman is not from your Scale Horn clan, but someone you kidnapped. Is this what your Scale Horn clan is all about? You are just a group of robbers or a group of beasts." Yuwen Zhouyuan always had a look on his face.
A faint smile.
"You are seeking death." The Half-Step True Emperor said through gritted teeth, his face turning extremely red.
"You are just looking for death! You people of the Scale Horn Clan are so shameless! You kidnapped my woman to your Scale Horn Clan and said you would let her go when I came. That's bullshit. Even the beasts are more trustworthy than you. Now,
I finally rescued my woman, if you ask me to hand her over now, you are not mentally ill!" Yuwen Zhouyuan cursed, venting the suffocation in his heart first.
Hearing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words, the other party's face turned from red to blue, and his expression was extremely ugly. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he asked with a look of surprise: "Are you Yu Wen Zhouyuan? Not the one in the blood red robe
Masked man?”
"Idiot, do you think I look like me? The man in the blood-red robe and mask is still over there! Why don't you go quickly? If you let him run away, you won't know why he caused the conflict between us.
Even more so, we won’t be able to obtain the soul-blood clan’s skills from his hands.” Yuwen Zhouyuan said deliberately.
"Ah...thank you for telling me this." The half-step true emperor thanked Yuwen Zhouyuan and turned around to leave. Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it and still wanted to catch it.
It's important to get to the man in the blood red robe and mask.
At this time, Yu Wen Zhouyuan was stunned. He even suspected that this person had a mental problem. His brain was burned out from years of practice. He scolded him and he thanked himself. He was simply an idiot.
"What an idiot. Since you are already chasing me, let's fight." Yuwen Zhouyuan cursed and moved his hands, and countless brilliant lights burst out and hit the sea.
Just a quarter of an hour after those rays of light hit the sea, the waves suddenly surged into the sky, and nine extremely huge water pillars rose into the sky, forming a circle and wrapping the half-step true emperor in it. The water pillars seemed to be angry.
Dragon, rushed towards this half-step true emperor.
"You want to stop me?" The Half-Step True Emperor's eyes widened, two rays of light burst out, he pulled out the long knife in his hand, and shouted, "Whirlwind."
He held the knife in both hands and waved it in the void. Countless cross-shaped sword lights flew around. In his eyes, these attacks were just children's play. Although they were gorgeous, they had no practicality. However, waiting for his knife
It is not simple to know these water columns when the light collides with them.
In the eyes of the half-step true emperor master, these water pillars would be able to be broken by his whirlwind chop. What he didn't expect was that these water pillars condensed extremely powerfully. The sword light struck on it, as if it had encountered steel, and emitted a wave of energy.
Sonorous sound.
These water columns were formed by Yuwen Zhouyuan's use of powerful Qi to compress sea water. I am afraid that a small drop of water in them weighs hundreds of kilograms.
Nine huge water pillars suddenly broke through the layers of whirlwind blades and hit the half-step true emperor. If he was hit, it would not be a problem for him to suffer a small injury.
"Whirlwind Extermination Knife." The half-step true emperor shouted again, holding the knives in both hands, and drew two knives in the void in front of him to form a whirlwind. This whirlwind contained extremely powerful power and showed its sharp edge.