When he heard Ren Kuang say that he was not Xiao Xiaotian, the blood slave of the Netherworld gritted his teeth, "Ren Kuang, I will not violate the rivers of the well. Please don't care about my affairs!"

Ren Kuang laughed, "You pretended to be the head of my Xuehe Sect, and you still want me to ignore it? It's really a big deal!"

Feng Yifei was stunned. It turned out that the person named Xiao Xiaotian was the headmaster of the Xuehe Sect. Where did others go? How could someone pretend to be an identity?

Ren Kuang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Boy, please avoid it and help me take care of the Blood River Car, which will be your benefit."

Ren Kuang took the initiative to show his kindness, and it seemed that he had successfully shown his face.

Feng Yifei immediately rushed towards the Blood River Cart.

The Nether Blood Slave shouted at Ren Kuang, "What are you going to do?"

Ren Kuang smiled and said with a cold expression, "I want to expose your true face!"

The Netherworld Blood Slave is not as good as his martial arts. He is extremely afraid of him, but he does not show weakness to escape. "Since you already know, I can't tolerate you living!"

Feng Yifei was stunned. The Netherworld Blood Slave had just taken over the qi of the Kuang, and was shocked several feet away. How dare you speak harshly?

Ren Kuang was covered in white hair, his head was covered in windlessness, and he flew away, and said coldly, "Others are afraid of you! I'm not afraid! Even if you are really Xiao Xiaotian, you can't beat me! Only Yan Kuangtu and Li Chenzhou in this world can make me afraid. I don't take you as a rat at all!"

Feng Yifei muttered in his heart, now that he was afraid that Xiao Qiushui would lose to Lao Yan a little, and he thought he would be stronger than Ren Kuang.

"The Blood River Sect is under my control. You are known as the number one master of the Blood River Sect, and I am not convinced!" said the Netherworld Blood Slave.

"Then I will convince you!" Ren Kuang raised his hand and rushed out five flying stars.

Feng Yifei's eyes were superb, and he could see clearly that it was either a hidden weapon or a pointing force, which was really similar to a sword shooting.

The Netherworld Blood Slave waved his claws and was shocked several steps back. His face changed drastically and he said in surprise, "The finger dart of Changkong God?"

It was also strange. His face was originally covered in blood, but his expression changed drastically and turned into a miserable blue color.

Ren Kuang stared at him like a blade, "I am not Sang Shuyun's long-awaited divine finger. If you are really Xiao Xiaotian, how could you not know that this is the peak of the Blood River Sect's ultimate magical skill "whatever you want"!"

Feng Yifei was full of doubts. Ren Kuang was also like Lao Yan. He was called a madman by people in the martial arts world. He was far less than Lao Yan's success when facing his enemies. He had to talk a lot of things. His martial arts skills were stronger than those of the Netherworld Blood Slave. Wouldn't it be better to just slap him to death!

The Netherworld Blood Slave's body moved, and the blood mist around him surged and gathered. In an instant, the figure was hidden by the fog, and it was impossible to tell where the person was.

"It is indeed Xiao Xiaotian's blood-transforming skill!" Ren Kuang said calmly.

Suddenly, not far from Ren Kuang's side, a mass of extremely thick, bloody mist rushed towards him quickly, and the Netherworld Blood Slave seemed to have assimilated with the mist.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ren Kuang breathed violently.

The true energy like white training.

Wherever you pass, the blood mist melts like the ice and snow under the fierce sun.

The Netherworld Blood Slaves wrapped in it turned over and fell straight away five feet away.

Bai Lian hit the sky and hit a mountain wall. Suddenly, the rocks broke into more than a dozen pieces, whistling and shooting, and still chasing the blood slave in the Netherworld.

The momentum is that even the mechanical crossbow is far inferior.

All the hits were hit, but the body of the Netherworld Blood Slave turned into soft as noodles. The rocks hit him, and they all absorbed on it, as if they were embedded in the dough. In a flash, it turned into powder and fell down.

"You have learned the marrow cleaning method!" Ren Kuang's face became even colder.

Feng Yifei had an enlightenment in his heart that the Netherworld Blood Slave could take over the Domineering Sword, and it was not very harmful. It was probably because of this "marrow-cleaning method".

The blood slave of Netherworld shouted sternly, "Where did you... practice this 'Yi running through the sun and the moon'? Could it be that it was carved on the blood river cart?"

Ren Kuang said, "That's right! This is the unique skill of Sheng Changfeng, the founder of the Blood River Sect, "The Blood Sinks the Sky River". I learned it in the drawing of the Blood River carriage wall."

The blood slave of Netherworld smiled sinisterly, "The rumors in the martial arts cart record the unique martial arts created by previous leaders of the Blood River Sect. As long as you kill you, you will get everything I get."

Ren Kuang laughed out loud, "But you made the wrong plan! I learned the martial arts on the Blood River Cart and destroyed them all. Even if you get the Blood River Cart, it will be useless!"

Feng Yifei was stunned. It was indeed a good idea. In this way, whoever grabbed the Blood River Cart would only get a solid iron shell.

The blood slave of Netherworld glanced at the Blood Car and roared in anger, "Ren Kuang! I want you to look good!"

With a raised hand, a blood-red light burst into the sky, condensed into a bloody umbrella-like figure in the air.

"Do you want to call a helper?" Ren Kuang flashed and quickly approached.

The figures intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, they had already fought countless moves.

I saw blood mist rolling, but the light of the azure qi was grand.

With a "huh", the blood slave of the Netherworld spread his blood wings, and in an instant, a blood cloud suddenly became a scattered cloud of blood.

A long whip flew out from Ren Kuang's sleeves, attacking into the blood cloud like thunder and lightning.

The figure of the Netherworld Blood Slave flew seven feet apart, stroking his chest and gasping.

Ren Kuang smiled coldly and said, "This is the move of the 'Blood River Divine Whip'. If I were holding the Blood River Treasure Room Whip in my hand, you would have already..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Kuang stopped talking and looked in another direction, "Are these your helpers?"

A group of men in black came as if they were flying, falling down one after another, forming a siege from afar.

Without any clothes, the sound of breaking the wind, the action was almost silent.

If Feng Yifei had not been keen on spiritual sense and felt Lin Lie's murderous aura, it would be difficult for him to notice their approach.

After looking around, all the men in black were covered in their heads and faces, with only two holes exposed to their eyes, but their eyes were very empty, like dead objects.

There are no more or less, just twenty people.

The message revealed is the masked man, but the level mark is very high, almost blood-red.

Is this a puppet refined by the Netherworld Blood Slave?

The Netherworld Blood Slave's breathing was relieved and she smiled sinisterly, "Ren Kuang! You fought fiercely with the Three Kings and Four Qis, and you were seriously injured. At this time, you are just suppressing your injuries, so you are weaker than this. Otherwise, I will definitely not be your opponent, very good. This Yinshan is your bone burial place!"

When Feng Yifei saw Ren Kuang's expression, he knew that the Netherworld Blood Slave was right, and Ren Kuang was slightly moved.

No wonder he spent a lot of effort and did not win the Netherworld Blood Slave. It was completely inconsistent with the rumors and did not have the style of a peerless master at all. He was afraid that he would not only stop talking less, so he stopped talking again and again.

The Netherworld Blood Slave was even more proud, "Don't think about escaping! Even if Wei Beihui is in your situation, he will be unable to survive!"

"You rats dare to argue with the sect leader?" Ren Kuang shouted angrily, but his eyes lit up, "You are indeed not Xiao Xiaotian! Xiao Xiaotian is determined not to be so disrespectful to the sect leader!"

Before he finished speaking, Ren Kuang was already approaching the Netherworld Blood Slave like an arrow, his hands and feet appeared together, and countless afterimages appeared, attacking him.
Chapter completed!