"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you show up and see me!"
The man in black robe had a gloomy expression on his face, narrowed his eyes and stared out the window warily.
"as you wish."
An indifferent voice came.
next moment.
Two figures jumped up and jumped directly onto the balcony.
Jiang Muyang's face was as dark as water, his eyes were cold, his hands were behind his back, and his body exuded an intoxicating chill, as if it could freeze the air.
Next to him was Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with his hands clenched into fists, and his expression on guard, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Um?
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them and immediately frowned.
An old man in his sixties, and a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard?
Not Jiang Muyang?
But the voice just now was really very similar to Jiang Muyang's.
Jiang Muyang now appears in the image of Mo Yang, so Feng Xiaoxiao cannot recognize him.
"One is in the early stage of transforming energy, and the other is in the late stage of transforming energy." The man in black robe raised his hand, stuck out his tongue and licked the still bleeding palm, with a charming smile on his face, "Haha, you dare to interfere in my affairs.
, is it because you think you have a long life?"
"Oh! You evil heretic actually practices such vicious skills and absorbs the flesh and blood of living people. You are simply a scum of the martial arts world!" Zhou Ziheng glared at the man in black robes and said angrily, "Today, I, Zhou
I have always wanted to do justice for heaven, except you, the devil!"
"Hahaha!"
As if he heard something funny, the man in black robe looked up to the sky and laughed a few times. Then his laughter suddenly stopped, and his eyes became extremely vicious, like a poisonous snake. He stared at Zhou Ziheng and said with disdain: "I want to kill him."
I have more people, who are you?"
Zhou Ziheng can be regarded as a well-known master in the martial arts world for a long time. He is respected wherever he goes. When has he ever been so despised?
He immediately became angry.
"Brother Mo, you go rescue people first. I'll take care of this devil!"
After saying that, Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath, stepped on the Tiangang, walked on the Beidou, and quickly approached the man in black robe.
He clenched his fist with his right hand and punched out fiercely.
The man in black robe sneered, turned his right palm, and swatted it out with a whistling wind.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
"Dengdengdengdengdeng..."
Zhou Ziheng's expression suddenly changed, his figure continued to retreat, and he hit the wall hard, causing the wall to collapse.
"puff!"
His face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His whole right arm was shaking uncontrollably.
A palm!
Zhou Ziheng, a strong man in the late stage of Huajin, was seriously injured and retreated.
Zhou Ziheng's eyes suddenly filled with shock, and he spoke in horror:
"Transform strength...to the peak!"
This man in black robe is actually a peak powerhouse!
Bitter!
Could it be that he is going to die this time?
"You're not strong enough, but you still want to learn how to eliminate demons and protect yourself? That's ridiculous!" the man in black robe sneered mercilessly.
Zhou Ziheng forcibly suppressed the churning energy and blood in his body, stared at the man in black robe, and asked in a bitter voice: "You have such strength, you must not be an unknown person! Who are you?"
"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy." The man in black robe put his hands behind his back, glanced at Zhou Ziheng with a stern look, and said slowly, "I am a red-blooded person.
Demon Lord!"
"The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord! You are actually the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord!"
Zhou Ziheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were full of horror: "But... didn't you die ten years ago?"
Ten years ago, a demon appeared in the martial arts world. He massacred dozens of people in a small town overnight, which angered the entire martial arts world. Later, the martial arts war hall sent strong men to punish the demon. After half a year,
After chasing him for thousands of miles, the strong men of the battle hall finally killed him, eliminating a harm to the martial arts world.
That demon calls himself the Red Blood Demon.
How could the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord, who died ten years ago, still be standing here alive?
A ferocious look appeared on the face of the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Haha, die? It's just that you thought I was dead."
"I, the Scarlet-blooded Demon Lord, have great fortune and great fortune. I was knocked off a cliff. Not only did I not die, but I also got the secret book of magical skills such as the Bloodthirsty Demonic Skill. With the help of the Bloodthirsty Demonic Skill, I slowly recovered from my injuries and even repaired
Because there is still a breakthrough.”
"Hmph! After I kill you two troublesome guys, and then swallow the blood of these four women, I will be able to complete my magical work and enter a higher realm."
"When the time comes, I will be the only one in the entire martial arts world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange red light flashed in the eyes of the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord.
Zhou Ziheng became more frightened the more he listened.
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord was only in the middle stage of transforming his strength back then, but he caused such a big mess. If he were really allowed to break through to that level, it would definitely be a disaster for the martial arts world.
So sloppy!
Zhou Ziheng regretted it deeply.
The reason why he took the initiative to follow him was because he guessed that Jiang Muyang came from a certain martial arts family or inherited sect, and wanted to get close to Jiang Muyang to see if he could get any benefits.
But he didn't expect that it would put him in a desperate situation.
Blood loss!
"Hey, have you heard a word?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Whoosh!"
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord suddenly turned his head, his gaze was like a knife, and he shot at Jiang Muyang: "Boy, if I were you, I would have just slipped away quietly instead of waiting here to die."
Jiang Muyang looked at the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord indifferently and said slowly: "Villains usually die from talking too much. You are a monster who is neither human nor ghost, are you ready to die?"
"Hahahahaha!"
The Scarlet Blood Demon Lord laughed in anger, twisted his neck, and said ferociously: "Boy, congratulations on your success in irritating me. Therefore, I decided to give you death!"
The words just fell.
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord's eyes condensed, and a terrifying aura rose into the sky.
He raised his arms, and two arms as skinny as dead branches stretched out from under the black robe.
Both palms came out to attack Jiang Muyang.
Facing this fierce offensive, Jiang Muyang looked calm and stood there without moving at all.
From the perspective of the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord, he was simply frightened by his monstrous power.
Die!
The rude boy!
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord sneered inwardly and launched his attacks even more swiftly.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Jiang Muyang with a cold aura.
The two palms were filled with strange black energy, like two dragons coming out of the sea, with a burst of wind and a fierce attack.
However, just when the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord's palm was about to hit Jiang Muyang, the latter moved.
With a flash of his body, he unexpectedly appeared behind the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord, leaving an afterimage where he originally stood, which was blown away by the wind of the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord's palm.
not good!
The face of the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord suddenly changed.
However, he is also very experienced in combat. After realizing that he missed, he knew that Jiang Muyang was behind him at the moment and was about to take action without looking back.
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord immediately followed the trajectory of the attack and accelerated forward.
His choice was okay, but his speed was not fast enough.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord received a whip on his back, and his whole body jumped forward.
Then……
A standard dog eats shit after falling.
The left side of his face rubbed tightly against the rough cement floor, leaving a clear trail of blood wherever he passed.
The damage is not high, but the insult is very strong.
"Bang!"
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord slammed his right hand on the ground.
A ten centimeter-deep palm print suddenly appeared on the cement floor, with cracks all around.
The Scarlet Blood Demon Lord turned over and jumped up in the air, staring at Jiang Muyang with malicious eyes.
His chest was rising and falling violently, and he was breathing heavily.
The face that was already so miserable was now even more bloody and bloody, and just one look at it could make someone vomit out their last night's meal.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Boy! I'm going to suck all the blood out of you, and I'm going to suck you into a human being!!!"
The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord looked ferocious, his facial features were distorted, and he made a furious cry.