Facing the siege of the two fighting emperors, Fan Qi looked a little embarrassed.

He knew very well that although his blood sect technique was overbearing and weird, and his practice progressed very quickly, it relied too much on external forces, making it difficult for the fighting energy in his body to reach a solid state. He would always suffer some disadvantages when fighting against people of the same level.

The reason why Fan Qi was able to keep fighting Ying Zhi before was mainly because he was one star higher than his opponent's cultivation level.

But even so, he didn't take advantage of the two of them fighting many times.

Now with the addition of Yuan Yi, the owner of the eight-door sect, Fan Qi felt that the pressure on him had doubled in an instant, and he was about to be unable to withstand it.

"Yuan Yi! There has never been any grudge between our Blood Sect and your eight sects. Today you must help Ying Xi and my Blood Sect fight to the death?"

Fan Qi's eyes flickered, and he glanced around without any trace, but he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Yuan Yi smiled coldly and said cheerfully: "Fan Qi, aren't you ignorant when you say this?"

"This is the Black Corner Territory. Either kill or be killed. As for whether there is any grudge...does it matter?"

Yes, does it matter whether there is any grudge?

It's clear that they are here for the Blood Sect, and no matter how much they say now, it won't make any difference!

"Arrogant! Am I, Fan, afraid of you?"

His face twitched for a while, and finally Fan Qi couldn't help but roar.

At this time, his eyes were full of ferocity, and the overwhelming bloody fighting spirit surged out from his body. Finally, the fighting spirit rose and turned into a huge sea of ​​blood of three to four feet around his body, and his body shape was completely

was covered up in it.

"Hey, Fan Qi, I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still using the same old tricks! These things are of no use to me." As an old rival, the master of the Black Skull Tomb sneered.

Glancing at the spreading sea of ​​blood, he saw Ying Xi raising his hands, and a dark and cold green flame instantly emerged from his palms.

The moment the flame appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees!

"Netherworld Fire!"

With a slight wave of his hand, the green flame suddenly expanded. In less than a few seconds, the netherworld fire, which was less than the size of a fist, expanded to two or three meters in size...

This flame is not a strange fire, and it is completely different from the fighting spirit flames cultivated by orthodox fire-attribute techniques.

This is the dark fire condensed by the special skills of Black Skull Tomb!

This kind of green and dark flame seems to come from the abyss of hell. If it invades the human body, it will corrode and dissolve all the fighting spirit and flesh and blood essence in the opponent's body in just a few moments...

Its power is so powerful that although it is not an extraordinary fire, it is comparable to an extraordinary fire!

As an old rival, Fan Qi naturally knew the strangeness of the other party's flames, so after seeing the other party display the Nether Fire, he directly formed a vortex of blood in his sea of ​​blood...

The vortex continued to rotate and expand, and finally swallowed the green ghost flame directly into its belly.

Flames swept across, and the sea of ​​blood churned...

At this moment, the two were in a stalemate. The flames continued to burn the sea of ​​​​blood, and the sea of ​​​​blood continued to consume the power of the flames.

Next, the only way to determine the outcome is to see who can outlast whom.

If this were normal times, there would be a high probability that the two of them would end up in a tie...

But now, Ying Ming still has helpers around him!

Yuan Yi looked at the two people who were in a stalemate, his eyes flashed, his hands continued to condense, and finally he condensed a forty-meter-long fighting spirit sword.

"Abidao's three swords! Cut it! Cut it! Cut it!"

The sword soaring into the sky seemed to tear apart the heaven and the earth, instantly tearing through the thin sea of ​​blood...

The sea of ​​blood dissipated, and two of the figures slowly reappeared.

Apart from a slight shortness of breath, Ying Ming had no other serious problems. On the other hand, Fan Qi's robe was completely torn, and dripping blood flowed down his arms, and finally dripped continuously from his palms...

Obviously, Fan Qi was injured a lot after being attacked by the two men under the three blows from Yuan Yi.

Looking at Fan Qi's appearance at this time, Ying Bi felt that he had never felt so comfortable as he did now.

The two had fought several times over the years, but in the end they could only end without a problem. This made Ying Ni, who had a backer behind him, feel very aggrieved.

But there is no way, my master has said it a long time ago, unless it is a matter of life and death, otherwise he will not dare to disturb his old man at all, so this is why Fan Qi has been jumping around until now!

"Hey, Fan Qi, it seems that today is your last time in this world!"

He glanced at the Blood-clothed Castle in the city and saw that the two Dou Wang elders of the Blood Sect had already been instantly killed by Mo Tang.

The remaining disciples have also been frightened out of their wits, and they have all disappeared long ago... As for those who have not escaped, can you expect a group of Dou Masters, Great Dou Masters or Dou Ling to be of any help?

"Jie Jie, do you think you can defeat me?"

A sly smile suddenly appeared on Fan Qi's face, and the seal in his hand suddenly changed. Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. As the blood dispersed, Fan Qi's figure disappeared in an extremely strange place.

Blood Escape Technique!

This can be regarded as one of the secret techniques mastered by the blood sect.

Yuan Yi, who was fighting against Fan Qi for the first time, obviously didn't expect that the opponent had such a move. Seeing this, his expression changed and he was shocked.

In comparison, Ying Xi is much calmer.

He raised his hand to stop Yuan Yi who was about to catch up, then raised his chin and gestured in one direction.

Yuan Yi looked up and found that a hundred meters away from the city wall of Twilight City, the space suddenly rippled slightly, and then a blood shadow appeared, and a pale-faced Fan Qi fell from it.

Although the Blood Escape Technique can allow Fan Qi to escape from the battlefield instantly, it also consumes a huge amount of money for the user.

In Fan Qi's current state, as long as he doesn't want to draw too much blood and die from it, the distance he can escape won't be far.

The reason why Ying Xi did not catch up was because he discovered that someone had already taken action beforehand...

A flash of silver light appeared almost at the same time as the blood shadow. By the time Fan Qi appeared, a fighting spirit sword flashing with lightning had already pierced his chest...

"you you……"

There is no reaction time at all.

Fan Qi's face became even paler, and a mouthful of blood spurted out mixed with broken internal organs.

"It's over...Zong Master Fan."

The smile on Mo Tang's face became the last scene Fan Qi saw in this world.

Fan Qi's death also directly shattered the Blood Sect's last resistance.

The old vampire demon, who was already overwhelmed by being besieged by the three men, did not hesitate at all and directly used the blood escape technique to escape without a trace.

After all, he was the Seven-Star Dou Huang. Although he was defeated by the three men, he would not be injured in a short period of time, so Mo Tang and others had no idea of ​​pursuing him.

Because everyone knows that they will definitely not be able to catch up!

Fan Qi died, and the Blood Sect was destroyed.
Chapter completed!