"Human blood?" Yang Lin was not surprised. At the same time, his palm suddenly exerted force and killed Wang Bao directly.

"You." The old man in black who just spoke had no idea that Yang Lin would do it as soon as he said it. There was no hesitation at all.

Although Wang Bao was incompetent, he was still his disciple and had done countless things for him. Take the Blood Spirit Pond as an example. There were at least 300 warrior corpses here, all of which were secretly collected by Wang Bao.

The masked man took action as soon as he was told, without giving him a chance to react.

At the same time, I was also shocked, who is this person? There seems to be no such person in the sky list. Could it be that he is a new half-step master in the past ten years?

But as long as he is not a pervert like Dugu Shengtian, he has nothing to fear.

"Do you know who he is?" The old man stood up slowly, dust fell down, and a breeze blew around.

"Isn't he just a bandit?" A wall of air appeared out of thin air in front of Yang Lin.

A low rumbling sound resounded in the quiet cave. The two of them fought for the first time, but neither of them tried their best, and they were evenly matched.

"Haha, yes, he is a bandit, and he is a bandit who does all kinds of evil, but he is my disciple."

"Your disciple, I think you just treat him as a dog." Yang Lin said unceremoniously. At the same time, he also wanted to find out the background of this old monster.

"Even if it's a dog, it depends on the owner to beat the dog. If you kill him, you should give me as the owner an explanation."

"Explain." Yang Lin mocked, "Yes, if you kill a dog with an owner, you should give the owner an explanation. But if his owner is dead, then you don't need to explain."

"You," the old man in black was angry again. "Do you know who I am? No one has dared to talk to me like this in the past hundred years."

He could feel that the masked man in front of him was not very old, and his aura was surging, without any sign of decay.

He thought to himself, "Who is this person? If you put this person's essence and blood into the pool, you can imagine the effect."

"Then who are you?"

"I am a master on the Heavenly Ranking List two hundred years ago, with bloody hands Meng Chiyuan."

"Bloody Hands Meng Chiyuan?"

"good."

"Never heard of it." Yang Lin really had never heard of it. Although he was good at martial arts, the only martial arts masters he had contact with were a few big families in Qingshan County.

The masters I know are all current masters, and most of the masters from hundreds of years ago have never been heard of.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. But who are you?"

"The Messenger of Punishing Evil." Wearing this mask is the messenger of punishing evil. Killing evil has become a mission.

"Messenger of punishment for evil, do you know why I am called the bloody hand?" The bloody hand of Meng Chiyuan became extremely dangerous at this moment. Yang Lin noticed that the dangerous aura came from Meng Chiyuan's hands, and there may be other dangers.

"Why."

"Because of my bloody hands..."

Without a trace, the bloody hand Meng Chiyuan disappeared, too fast.

However, Yang Lin had already taken precautions and was determined to try the power of this evil-punishing mask.

Yang Lin protected his chest with one palm, colliding with the protruding bloody palms.

A violent wave of air pushed the two of them backwards.

At this time, the cave began to shake, and stones fell from the top. The cave was about to collapse, but the two of them didn't care at all at this time.

A layer of green light appeared around Yang Lin, which was the innate Qi that blocked the falling stones.

However, Meng Chiyuan's whole body was filled with blood-red light, and the smell of blood was extremely strong. This was a skill, and it was also killing.

How many people had to be killed and how much blood had to be soaked in to cultivate the innate true energy into blood red, alluring and frightening, and a feeling of drowsiness.

Yang Lin isolated all the breath, and Meng Chiyuan's true energy had begun to have a hint of magical power, but it was on the wrong path.

"Press," Yang Lin felt a burning pain in his right hand.

Internal force was input into his right palm, forcing Meng Chiyuan back.

Looking at the right hand, the skin on it began to corrode, become poisonous, corrode and acidify. This is the power of the bloody hand.

It can even corrode his own skin. Yang Lin knows how powerful his body is. He absorbed the purple substance flowing out of the purple beads, which is called a pervert.

And just receiving a palm from the bloody hand Meng Chiyuan, he was injured like this.

However, Yang Lin could notice that the rate of corruption was getting slower and slower. Without Yang Lin's deliberate use of Qi treatment, his physical body had begun to passively eliminate the toxins on his palms. In just a moment, no more toxins remained.

"How, how does my bloody hand taste?" Bloody Hand Meng Chiyuan said proudly. This bloody hand was made by him after countless pains. If it is used by ordinary innate masters, the whole body will fester and die. After death, only

A pool of black blood will be left behind, and no bones will be left.

For two hundred years, Meng Chiyuan was rampant, and countless masters died in his hands.

"Not so much." Yang Lin's right hand has returned to its original state.

"It's interesting. You're not afraid of my bloody hands." Meng Chiyuan looked nonchalant on the surface, but actually he was secretly frightened.

Stomping his feet slightly, the Blood Spirit Pond actually sank, and the Blood Spirit Fruit also disappeared.

There was a clang, covering the sound.

It turns out that the bloody-handed Meng Chiyuan was afraid that the battle between the two would destroy this high-grade spiritual fruit.

"If you have any other tricks, use them, otherwise you won't have a chance." Yang Lin said coldly.

Everything that needs to be known is known. Meng Chiyuan's remaining role is to hone his martial arts. Yang Lin has not yet fought against the masters of the Tianbang.

"The courage of words." Meng Chiyuan inserted his palm into the stone wall and grabbed a sword in his hand. The sword was dull and covered with iron filings, like a useless sword.

When Meng Chiyuan shook his sword, iron shavings flew away, and blood suddenly overflowed, and sword energy flowed horizontally.

This is a top-quality blood sword.

Meng Chiyuan looked at the bloody sword in his hand with fascination, "Old man, it's time for you and I to fight side by side again." Then, Meng Chiyuan pointed at Yang Lin's sword and said, "Let's make a move."

The two stood in the air, but Yang Lin was using his bare hands.

The bloody sword seemed to be alive, and the sword never left Yang Lin's vitals.

Yang Lin took a slight step, pointed at the blood sword, and perfectly controlled the power beyond his own. This was also Yang Lin's advanced state.

Meng Chiyuan saw that Yang Lin could not be affected by ordinary sword moves, so he stood in awe, his spirit focused on the blood sword, and the sword and man became one.

It's time for a trick.

The zhenqi around Yang Lin's body condensed, and the Hunyuan zhenqi was like a copper bell, with golden light. Yang Lin was ready to take it head on.

A mighty sword move, "Blood God Stab." Meng Chiyuan roared angrily.

I saw Meng Chiyuan walking with lightning, piercing Yang Lin's chest.

The tip of the sword touched the golden bronze bell and began to penetrate the bronze bell little by little. The bronze bell was not indestructible, but shrank like a sponge.

The blood sword pierced the bronze bell, only pressing the bronze bell and pushing towards Yang Lin's chest.

Finally, the blood sword was only one centimeter away from Yang Lin's chest. The speed stopped completely and there was no way forward.

The copper bell condensed with true energy completely blocked the blood sword.

"How is that possible?" Meng Chiyuan couldn't imagine that someone could resist his unique move with the help of his true energy.

"Nothing is impossible."

Yang Lin's big hands formed a seal, the word "soldier" was printed, and murderous intent came.

With a bang, this time it was Meng Chiyuan's turn to take the attack.

The blood-colored true energy surged all over the body, and the blood sword sent out sword energy, blocking the approach of the military seal.

Unfortunately, it didn't help, the gap was too big, the military seal hit Meng Chiyuan, and Meng Chiyuan hit the cave wall heavily.

This palm dispersed Meng Chiyuan's true energy and damaged his five internal organs.
Chapter completed!