Chapter 11 Bloody Storm

There was a wild wave on the flat ground, and in the wild, there was an unpredictable and unpredictable laughter.

"Tut, it's not bad. It can actually break my water mist. I have some ability."

In the storm, the dust like a dragon rising suddenly calmed down. A thin and tall man came out of the dust, wearing ragged clothes, just like beggars. The only thing that shocked people was the half of the mask on his face.

Half mask made of white bones.

When the man stepped, he was silent, as if he was stepping on the breeze under his feet. His eyes were narrow, light and turbid, but he could see all the negative emotions of human beings.

Killing, cruel, tyrannical............

Almost at the moment when her eyes touched, Xiang Ruolan felt that her heart seemed to be swallowed up by the boundless darkness, and the cold enveloped her whole body, and it was almost difficult to move.

At this moment, a powerful hand held her softness, and a rich warm air entered her body, instantly removing most of the dark and dampness that shocked her mind. She warmed Ruolan's heart and looked sideways. It was Wu Pengwei in front of him who handed out a hand and held his right wrist.

She calmed down and quietly pulled her hand away from Wu Pengwei's palm.

At this time, Wu Pengwei whispered again, "This man is a master of ten thousand enemies, which is difficult to deal with. The girl may be a little inconvenient here. How about hiding in the Ring?"

After the strength reaches the level of tens of thousands of enemies, you can control the power of qi and blood freely, and even get rid of simple physical attacks. In the moment of qi and blood collapse, through accurate control, you can achieve the strange effect of shocking people's hearts for a short time and making the opponent's soul stagnant and unable to move.

Such an effect is close to the power of mind, but it is far away, and the short time is almost negligible.

But it's almost the blink of an eye, enough for the warrior to burst out and kill the opponent in an instant.

For those who practice martial arts, the blink of an eye is enough to do a lot of things.

Xiang Ruolan listened to Wu Pengwei's advice, but frowned slightly and smiled indifferently: "Don't bother Wu Shaoxia, the little woman has her own means to defend herself." She raised her arms and her long sleeves flew. Behind her for no reason, there were two pairs of white light intertwined wings, which spread in the air and floated up the sky ten meters away, like a fairy.

Wu Pengwei looked up at her and didn't care about it. He just put his mind on the opponent in front of him.

The other party looked up at Xiang Ruolan in the air, and a pair of turbid eyes emitted greedy light.

"Yes, this woman is so beautiful. It must be very refreshing to eat."

The man wearing a white bone mask looked at Xiang Ruolan, revealing his white teeth. His teeth were very inextricable from ordinary people. A pair of canine teeth were extremely developed, and the rest of the teeth were also as sharp as serrated teeth, covered with flesh and blood residue.

The man looked at Xiang Ruolan and suddenly laughed wildly, and his attitude was extremely crazy. At this time, the dust behind him rose to the sky, like a tornado, divided into four, around the man's back and back and back, constantly twisting and ups and downs with the sound of the man's laughter.

"The power of qi and blood change?"

Wu Pengwei's heart moved, and the micro-heart method quietly moved up. Two silver triangle patterns were reflected in the depths of his eyes, which rotated rapidly. All the light and shadow appeared, and even the smallest dust particles could not be hidden.

The dust is twisted like a dragon, and the power of qi and blood covering it is emitting a faint white light. The light color is almost transparent, which can be ignored. However, this almost transparent light color controls the atmosphere within ten meters of the side of the man's side. The wind dances, which is extremely unusual. The frequency is gradually increasing.

"Like the power of Nalan's predecessor's qi and blood, it is the power of wind that is transformed through the power of wood qi and blood. However, his power is more tyrannical, far from the agility of Nalan's predecessor. Obviously, his control and quality are a little worse."

Wu Pengwei quickly came to a conclusion.

The power of mutant qi and blood is also high and low. The closer it is, the more powerful the power of qi and blood is. For example, Nalan's crazy "wind qi", which is unpredictable, invisible, silent, almost the same as the natural wind. For example, the wonderful "aborna day qi" is like the strongest sunlight. It can dissolve and decompose everything, and contains a powerful function that promotes vitality. The quality is so high that it is almost the best.

Although the man in front of him is also the power of the wind system, there are still traces to follow, and the color has not completely faded, which proves that his power of mutasis, qi and blood is not very good.

But even so, this man is far more terrible than his opponent in the same realm.

"Kid, go to hell!"

The man in the dust suddenly shouted, and the four dragon-like dusts rising behind him immediately shot over, as if there was life, like a snake attacking Wu Pengwei in the upper and lower, left and right directions.

The power of dust is extremely special. It is controlled by the wind. Once it invades the opponent's body, it can completely close its facial features, making people unable to breathe, unable to see, and even invading into the blood, causing the blood to congest, thus causing the passage of vitality.

And the painful and twisted expression before suffocation is the favorite scene of white bone mask men.

Only those who die in extreme pain will keep the flesh and blood fresh and elastic, and make his next meal more enjoyable.

He likes to cut off people's heads, enjoying the painful expression while eating flesh and blood. For white-bone men, this is the ultimate pleasure.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated his opponent.

In the dust all over the sky, Wu Pengwei only did one thing.

Close your breath while closing your eyes.

After that, a golden flame rose from the palm of his hand.

"Red-blooded mad gold gas" burst out and turned into a huge golden qi and blood dragon. In an crazy posture, it instantly bombarded the dusty snake into ashes. In just one instant, it smashed two.

The white-bone man was slightly stunned, looked away from Ruolan floating in the sky and turned to Wu Pengwei ten meters in front of him.

"Huh? It's a little interesting."

The white-bone man suddenly smiled, and his figure suddenly shook dozens of shadows. On the shadows, a blue-gray snake with its head and horns floated. Each of them was lifelike, and even the shadows under his body were like a real person, and it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

This is the best way for white-bone men to fight, but unfortunately they met Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei has the power of "heart and eyes". It is not necessary to use his eyes to fight. On the contrary, after closing his eyes and relying on "heart eyes" to observe the other party, it can make him more calm.

Everything is false.

Almost the moment when the man's shadow shook to the extreme, Wu Pengwei's body shot out like a cannonball. Between the flying, there was a slender red sword in his hand. A little golden light on the sword was destroyed and turned into a blazing golden flame.

A sword stabbed out.

The figure of the white-boned man was bombarded into ashes by the golden flame, but it did not overflow with any flesh and blood, just a shadow.

The sword has failed.

"Tut, boy, you are good at it. Unfortunately, you are still wrong after all."

The real body of the white-bone man quietly appeared, stretched out his left hand like chicken feet, pierced Wu Pengwei's chest from the back, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Is that so? I'm afraid you made a wrong judgment.

The white-bone man suddenly looked back, but what he saw was a thunderous sword flashing in the void and splitting his head.

The sword is unmatched, and a huge golden lion light and shadow appeared on the body of the sword and split down vertically.

An unparalleled sword.

The white-bone man only felt a chill in his heart. Before he could react, the sword had already pierced his body.

"How could it be like this...?" Well, something's wrong."

The man with a white bone mask felt that the world in front of him was gradually separated, and the sight of his eyes was gradually tilted, which made him extremely puzzled. After a moment, he felt that he had fallen to the ground. Opposite him, there was only a half of himself left, and another scene appeared in his mind, although it was still desolate soil. Land.

"Is it a shadow? How did he do it?"

A strong doubt rose in the white bone man's mind, but at this time, the sword in his body burst, and the golden flame burst in an instant, rising up a huge golden flame light column, and suddenly flooded the body of the white bone man into scum.

The dust suddenly dissipated.

Then Wu Pengwei opened his eyes, gently shook the blade, and threw away the remaining black ash on it.

Black ash floats into the air and quickly decomposes into the slightest dust.

"Ding..."

The sound of the gold and iron thing falling to the ground sounded. Wu Pengwei bent down and picked up the gold and iron thing.

is a ring. The style of Wu Pengwei is very familiar. It has a thick ring shape, a black iron surface, and a scarlet word engraved on it - "thirty".

"Is it Chen's 30?"

Wu Pengwei smiled disapprovingly and put the ring in his arms. He raised his eyes and looked around, which seemed to be relaxed. In fact, the power of his body was tight. He could sink into the infinite ring at any time and avoid any sneak attack from the dark.

It's just that after a long time, there is still no movement.

"Well, what's going on?" The open arrow has come out. Why is there no trace of the 'dark thorn'?

........................

At the same time, in a cave tens of thousands of meters away, scarlet blood filled a huge pool.

In the blood pool, a thin man with yellow hair is sitting naked and cross-legged, quietly adjusting his breath.

Every time he breathes, the blood in the blood pool is one point less. After hundreds of breaths, the blood in the blood pool is less than half.

Just as the yellow-haired man was addicted to the power brought by blood, the middle finger of his right hand suddenly jumped.

"Huh? What's going on? Did Chen Santhi fail?

He suddenly opened his eyes, got up and stepped out.

As he stepped into the bleeding pool, the blood in the pool seemed to be sucked by an invisible whirlpool, rising and submerging into the man's body.

The man snapped his fingers, and a blood-red light rose from his feet and turned into a bloody robe.

"It's interesting to kill the madman Chen 30."

The yellow-haired man smiled and showed his bloody teeth. As soon as he stepped up, his body turned into a bloody cloud and flew out of the cave.

And in the pool where he sat cross-legged, it was full of tired white bones.