"Arhat Divine Palm?" Yin Yangren laughed strangely.

Then he saw him showing his white teeth and smiling and said, "Old thing, I didn't expect you to have seen you for decades, but you learned new tricks."

"Okay, since you want to play new tricks... Then I'll show you what I've practiced in the Demon Cave for decades."

[Yin Yang people have been trapped in the demon cave for decades. Every day, in addition to sucking the blood of those beasts and animals, they eat the corpses of those animals... His whole person can be said to have become a beast, a cruel and terrifying beast. In the past few decades, this monster has developed a martial art that is more terrifying than his evil palm, that is (blood abuse technique). This evil technique also uses blood to pay tribute to his body, and then boils all over his body. In that case, his whole person will become more violent and his body's strength will also increase sharply]

As the yin Yangren used his (blood abuse technique), his body suddenly filled with a layer of bloody aura, as if in front of Mr. Ouyang, he was no longer alone, but a monster covered in blood.

Scarlet blood filled the body of the Yin Yang people, resisting the old man's Arhat Palm in front of him.

One is the golden light that permeates the Arhat Palm of the Holy Heaven Buddha, and the other is like the blood demon coming out of hell.

In such an extreme battle, who will win and who will lose?

I saw Mr. Ouyang accumulate golden light and palm strength in his right hand and suddenly attack the yin monster.

The Yin Yang man had a backhand palm, and the blood cloud power suddenly came out, completely swallowing the old man's Arhat Palm.

The old man turned his left hand over the sky, from top to bottom, the domineering Arhat's divine palm attacked the heavenly spirit cap like a sky falling from the sky. When the yin Yang man saw the old man attacking him, his body suddenly flashed, then his body jumped up, and his feet flew in a row to kick Ouyang Wujiang.

The old man can only dodge his body.

After Ouyang Wujiang avoided, the yin Yangren's body changed and then used the fierce (blood abuse technique).

The violent and bloody smell suddenly swept the entire Old Master Ouyang in the middle like a sea of ​​blood.

The sharp increase in blood not only made the members of the Ouyang family around him stunned, but even Ouyang Zhengtian in front of him completely lifted his terrified eyes and looked at the blood cloud aura. He had never seen such a terrifying and weird kung fu.

Having said that, after Mr. Ouyang's body was suddenly entangled by the monster's bloody breath, the blood suddenly began to entangle the old man's body layer by layer.

The old man suddenly changed his face, clasped his hands together, trying to use his (Arhat Divine Palm) to completely shake the blood cloud aura... But he found that the monster's (Blood Sorrow Art) was too terrifying and weird, and it actually completely filled his whole body.

The old man who could use the power of the Arhat Palm just now was completely shrouded in the entire blood cloud energy, and he could no longer see the Arhat Golden Light in his palm.

"grandfather……"

"Father..." Ouyang Shiqing and Ouyang Zhengtian in front of him were immediately screaming in panic when they saw that the old man was actually wrapped in the monster's blood cloud aura.

As their screams came, the old man's blood cloud suddenly filled with the breath of blood clouds, and a violent sound suddenly made!

With a rumbling sound, accompanied by the burst of endless energy, but seeing that the old man had used all his life to break through the monster's (blood abuse technique), his body suddenly flew up.

The moment the old man's body suddenly appeared, Ouyang Shiqing and Ouyang Zhengtian both exclaimed not only.

When all of them thought the old man had completely broken through the yin Yang people (blood abuse technique), the horror was about to begin.

Suddenly, a strange and strange laughter sounded from the breath of the blood cloud.

"Old guy... are you still dead?"

As the terrifying sound came, the monster's entire body seemed to turn into a ball of blood mist, and quickly attacked the old man who had just broken through the blood cloud.

The extremely terrifying bloody mist came too quickly, so fast that the old man in front of him had no room for resistance.

The old man looked at the Yin Yangren in the blood mist and finally sighed helplessly. He knew that he might be dying.

He knew that even if he used the Arhat Divine Palm, he could not resist the monster in front of him... At this moment, the old man closed his eyes in despair.

All he waits for is death.

"grandfather!"

"Father!" When Ouyang Shiqing and Ouyang Zhengtian saw that Old Master Ouyang was about to be hit by the blood mist, they all exclaimed.

I wanted to save it, but unfortunately it was too late.

The old man was about to die under the Yin Yang people.

Did the legendary old man of a generation die under this perverted monster like this?

At this critical moment, at the moment when the old man was about to face death, a figure suddenly flew over.

"Don't hurt my father, don't hurt me."

With the cold sound coming, a figure in purple suddenly rushed towards the blood mist from the darkness.

who?

Who is here?

At this moment, not only Ouyang Zhengtian but also Ouyang Shiqing were stunned, but even the old man's eyes, waiting for death, suddenly opened.

The word "Yan'er?" suddenly came out of Old Master Ouyang's mouth with a trembling expression.

Then he saw the purple figure rushing towards the blood mist regardless of everything.

He clearly wanted to use his life to save his father.

The yin Yangren never expected that at this critical moment, someone suddenly appeared. At this moment, when the strong wind hit his blood mist, the bloodthirsty light suddenly increased in his eyes.

"court death!"

With the yin Yang man roaring angryly, his blood mist suddenly hit the purple-clothed figure.

But with a bang, the blood mist collided with the purple-clothed figure... In the air, a painful cry came from the sound of a cry, and then the blood mist dissipated. The yin Yang man inserted one hand into the chest of another man blocking the old man.

Blood flowed out along the cruel monster's arms.

The blood dyed his hands red, and his eyes appeared with unprecedented fanaticism.

The man who stood in front of the old man had a clear outline and handsome appearance, but there was a long and narrow sword mark on his left cheek.

At this moment, he used his life to block the old man Ouyang... there was no pain on his face... there was no sadness!
Chapter completed!