Chapter 5 Contradiction

The scene of the deadlock was broken by a new wave of Taoist impact. Xiaohong snorted coldly and rushed in one direction, which was one of the directions of Taoist impact.

Since Xiaohong ignored himself and rushed out to eat blood, he couldn't help humming coldly. A black light flashed, and the dagger directly scratched Xiaohong's throat. The expected obstruction did not appear, and the blood-eating heart sank, because the dagger quietly crossed Xiaohong's throat. It was just a shadow, and when the blood was about to rush out, a Xiaohong appeared in front of him and split a sword at the head.

Such a change shocked the blood-eating. It was so strange that he quickly raised the dagger to block it, and Xiaohong's figure had disappeared from his sight. And the shadow in front of him also dissipated with the wind, which was Xiaohong's shadow dance. The first is just the remnant shadow of Xiaohong, and the second one that blocks blood-eating is the external incarnation of Xiaohong's shadow dance, but Xiaohong obviously just wants to stop blood-eating once.

"Stop him." Eating blood and drinking coldly, countless Taoisms suddenly greeted Xiaohong, but they realized that they were not wood. Suddenly, a light curtain rose to the sky, stopping countless Taoism, and Ling Feng's figure also disappeared.

"FUCK!" Blood-eating cursed in a low voice and chased Xiaohong's figure. He had a certain understanding of Xiaohong's strength. If he rushed into the array, he would be a wolf into the sheep. For Ling Feng, he believes in the level of blood-eating.

"I really thought I was pinched by a soft persimmon." Xiaohong rushed in the direction of a large array. From Ling Feng and his own perception, he knew that there was a large array of 30 people there, and he was going to destroy the magic array. Xiaohong's speed was extremely fast. He was not an ordinary flight, but a flying sword appeared under his feet, and then stepped on it fiercely and rushed forward. Every time, it's extremely fast.

It's very dangerous to do this. Every time he steps on the sword, he will also be hurt to a certain extent, but this shock is insignificant for his endurance, which is the advantage of physical strength. The 30-person magic array is not far from Xiaohong, otherwise the power of Taoism will not be exerted, which gives Xiaohong a chance.

The sword spirit is crisscrossed, like nine heavenly thunder flashing, and a sword net is intertwined in the air falling from the sky and covering the front. Xiaohong's figure followed in an instant, and the floating light and shadow rushed straight to the array of 30 people.

"Spatter." The blood-eating roar that caught up behind them. If they were broken into the array by Xiaohong, the consequences would be unimaginable. Although the array they formed was powerful but weak in defense. Because they didn't think that they could fight back against more than 100 Xiaohong and others. However, Xiaohong can't always be estimated by common sense. The discipline of the blood-eating team is very strict, and almost the 30-person array rushed by Xiaohong after the blood-eating roar instantly turned into streamers and scattered around.

Xiaohong said in his heart that this team is obviously well-trained, which cannot be achieved by their team, so the individual strength of the other party may not be as good as them, but the strength that burst out is not certain. Together, that power is immeasurable. However, thinking back, Xiaohong's movements were not slow. He stepped on the flying sword and rushed to a demon in an empty underworld period in an instant.

"Death!"

Xiaohong, a man of the Demon Sect, has always been cruel, staring angrily, shouting coldly, and a dazzling firelight lit up in his hands. Although the palm is small, it presses down fiercely like a grinding disc against the magician, and the frightening energy flows on the palm of the hand. Seeing that the demon man wanted to resist Xiaohong, he immediately roared.

"Idiot, get out of the way."

Unfortunately, it was late. The Taoist method he used could not stop Xiaohong at all. Like the hand of the grinding plate, it was pressed from top to bottom, and an inexplicable fluctuation appeared between heaven and earth. The palm of his hand slapped directly on the man's head, and suddenly there was a bang, and the magician slapped into a blood mist without even screaming. Everything happened in the lightning. When the blood-eating palm knife came, Xiaohong turned around and disappeared after blocking a blow.

"F bastard, this is another move." Blood-eating and low roaring, Xiaohong's magical footwork gave him a headache, but he had no choice but to watch Xiaohong fly away in the distance. With one blow, he retreated instantly, and Xiaohong did not drag at all.

"Withdraw!"

He waved his hand unwillingly and left, because he had no choice but to form a barrel array. Moreover, Xiaohong is like an autumn wind. Wherever they pass, their people are immortal or disabled. Ling Feng is like a ghost, extremely strange and unpreventable. It was not that he could eat blood, but that he underestimated Xiaohong and others, and he didn't expect Xiaohong to be so weird and too confident in himself.

"Master, what should I do?" There is a man in the demon sect. His name is Chen Feng. He is a disciple of one of the twelve masters of the Demon Sect, and he is an outstanding one among the people except Yiyi and blood-eating. However, he looked down on blood-eating, because the latter was brainwashed and caught. In the Demon Sect, the brainwashed disciple's status is the lowest. Even if blood-eating is strong now, he still looks down on him.

"Harassment, showing weakness." He spit out two words coldly, didn't say anything more, and walked aside to practice. Chen Feng saw that there was no expression on the surface, but he snorted coldly in his heart. How could he not be angry but dared to say anything by being treated like this by a person he thought was cheap. No one knows the method of blood-eating. He trembles when he thinks about it.

On Xiaohong's side, Ling Feng was saying coldly to Xiaohong at this time: "Why didn't you chase just now? What are you doing in such a good situation?

"What am I doing? Haven't you heard of poor people chasing? Moreover, as soon as we chase and the formation disperses, it will be unimaginable. Now we only have you and I can attack. How can we chase it? Xiaohong said coldly. Thirty-two people against more than 100 people of the Demon Sect are already under a lot of pressure. Without the barrel array, they have long suffered heavy losses under the impact of violent Taoism, and the barrel array of Fawu and others are indispensable. Otherwise, the defense power will decline sharply and the impact of Taoism cannot be stopped at all.

"You are a coward, hum." I don't know why, since Ling Feng failed in the hands of Xiaohong, every time he faced Xiaohong, he did not have the elegance of the past. Fa Wu quickly dissuade him. They are now a team, and the cracks will only give each other the opportunity to take advantage of them.

" Cowardly? You are the brave man." Xiaohong glanced at him.

"What did you say?"

"What do you want?"

“......”

Seeing the cold light in Xiaohong's eyes, Ling Feng suddenly hit a thrill. Xiaohong usually looked easy-going, but he became angry and was a fierce beast. Ling Feng didn't dare to hit the muzzle.

"Xiaohong, what should we do?" Fawu asked in a low voice.

"Drag, I'll kill one when they come. I don't think they dare to come." A cold light flashed in Xiaohong's eyes.

The days ahead will be a patient battle. Every time they eat blood, they are harassed from afar, and hundreds of people immediately gathered together by Xiaohong and Ling Feng. In the face of the 100-person array, Xiaohong was also guilty, let alone rushing into the slaughter, which was to seek death. Xiaohong's array is extremely exquisite and strong in defense, and as soon as he saw them forming a large array of hundreds of people, he immediately ran away. In this way, although the power of their blood-eating array was great, it could not be exerted.

Such a tug-of-war has continued, and Xiaohong and others have gradually emerged in contradictions as a result. One side supports Ling Feng's initiative to attack. They don't want to be beaten so cowardly all the time. Of course, the other side supports Xiao Hong's current practice, dragging it to the entrance of the road to death and meeting with the right path before trying to find a way.

"I'm the captain. I'm responsible for each of you. They are showing weakness. You will only die if you rush out like this! You can't go!" Xiaohong roared at Ling Feng.

"What do you think you should do? Procrastination, procrastination, we are not as cowardly as you. Ling Feng sneered coldly. Although some of them did not speak, they were obviously on Ling Feng's side.

"This is an order." Instead, Xiaohong calmed down and said slowly.

"I'm sorry, I'll be outside, and your order will not be accepted."

"You..."