Chapter 1239

“That’s right. This is the Blood Fusion Pill bestowed by the elders. It can help the disciples of our Demon Blood Sect refine their blood bodies and break through bottlenecks! Do you want it？” A dangerous smile appeared on Deng Ning’s face. Then, he actually threw the Blood Fusion Pill towards the Flowing Flame Sand Ground with a flick of his hand and laughed maniacally, saying, “If you want it, go in and pick it up! Let’s see if you have the life to come out alive!”

He knew that he couldn’t protect the Blood Fusion Pill under the joint efforts of his two senior brothers, and he was also unwilling to let others have it easily.

“Quick, stop him!” Ye Yangrong shouted loudly. Youdaoplaceholder1, he was going to attack Deng Ning to stop his actions. But with a shaking of his body he actually twisted and chased after the Blood Fusion Pill.

And An Zhiyong also made a feint move and equally rushed towards the Blood Fusion Pill. The goals of the two people were surprisingly the same at this moment.

But Deng Ning attacked with anger and used all his strength. The Blood Fusion Pill flew out at an extremely fast speed. In just the blink of an eye, it rushed into the dark red energy shield of the Flowing Flame Sand Ground and disappeared. When Ye Yangrong and An Zhiyong chased after it, they had already run out of options.

For a moment, both of their faces turned back Tieqing. They suddenly turned their heads and looked at Deng Ning with rage and hatred. The killing intent in their eyes burst out without any disguise. There was no more of the previous pleasant face and earnest persuasion. The two of them now wished they could tear Deng Ning into pieces.

The Melting Blood Pill was thrown into the Flowing Flame Sandy Land and it would never be found again. They didn’t have the confidence to break this forbidden area with the cultivation base of the Third Layer of the Saint King Realm. Moreover at this time, it was the moment when the power of the Flowing Flame Sandy Land was fierce. Entering it would mean certain death.

The moment Deng Ning threw out the Melting Blood Pill, his figure immediately rushed away, wanting to leave here. But Ye Yangrong let out a fierce shout. Suddenly, his figure flickered and turned into a blood cloud. He flew extremely fast to the sky above Deng Ning. Then the blood cloud wrapped around and wrapped Deng Ning in it.

Inside the blood cloud, the killing qi was soaring to the sky, and the bloody smell that made people want to vomit.

In an instant, Deng Ning’s horrified shout came from inside the blood cloud： “Demonic Body Transforming into Blood, when did you cultivate it？”

He seemed extremely shocked by the means Ye Yangrong had displayed, and his voice trembled. The next moment, intense fighting sounds and Deng Ning’s muffled groans came from inside the blood cloud.

Ye Yangrong’s gloomy cold laugh came out： “Elder Brother is not talented. I had already got a preliminary understanding of it as early as three years ago. Now it’s the first time to use it to deal with the enemy. Junior Brother Deng, I see where you can escape to this time！”

While speaking, he ordered, “Junior Brother An, kill that annoying person and then come to help me. Although the Blood Fusion Pill is gone, as far as I know, Junior Brother Deng still has the cultivation method of the secret technique Blood Demon Thread. If you want it, do it quickly.”

Originally, seeing Ye Yangrong turn into a blood cloud to envelop Deng Ning, An Zhiyong’s face also sank. He never expected that his Senior Brother Ye had such a deep mind. He had cultivated this secret technique three years ago but had never exposed it. An extremely fearful look couldn’t help but appear on his face.

Now that the Blood Fusion Pill was gone, he had some thoughts of backing out. After all, even if he joined hands with Ye Yangrong to kill Deng Ning, he wouldn’t get much benefit.

But now when he heard that Deng Ning actually had the cultivation method of the secret technique Blood Demon Thread, he was greatly moved. His eyes lit up and his expression actually became hesitant.

How could Ye Yangrong not know what he was afraid of？ Immediately, he shouted loudly, “Junior Brother An, Senior Brother’s Blood Demon Body Transformation consumes a lot of Saint Yuan. It’s already very reluctant to use it to deal with Junior Brother Deng. You don’t need to be afraid that I will attack you afterwards. Moreover, with Junior Brother An’s means, Senior Brother won’t go looking for trouble for himself.”

An Zhiyong’s face was gloomy and he contemplated ed for a while. As if he had made a decision his expression immediately became resolute and he nodded and said, “Okay, then Junior Brother will join hands with Senior Brother one more time!

Finished speaking, he then turned around and coldly stared at Yang Kai.

Right at this moment. A pillar of fire rushed out from the Flowing Flame Sand Field, flashing past and charging into Yang Kai’s chest, causing An Zhiyong, who witnessed this scene, to be stunned and frown as he said, “What was that？”

“It’s nothing.” Yang Kai let out a soft sigh. After thinking for a while, he said, “If I were to say that I have no relationship with your junior brother at all and I’m not the helper he set up an ambush here with, would you believe me？”

“Do you think I would believe it？” An Zhiyong snorted coldly.

“If it were me, I wouldn’t believe it either.” Yang Kai had a helpless expression on his face. Not to mention that earlier, when that Deng Ning saw him, he revealed a delighted expression and the two of them seemed to know each other. Just the fact that this place was the Flowing Flame Sand Field, although it was still the outer perimeter, it was still extremely hot. Yang Kai just happened to appear here. If he wasn’t the helper arranged by that Deng Ning, could he have come here to play？

Other than when the Flowing Flame Sand Field was opened, no one would be willing to get close to this place at any other time.

This time, if it wasn’t for chasing Deng Ning, Ye Yangrong and An Zhiyong would never have come to this kind of place. And Deng Ning was also at the end of his rope, so he came here with a fluke mentality, attempting to get rid of his two senior brothers. Who would have known that the Blood Fusion Pill was too tempting for them and they actually chased after him relentlessly.

By coincidence, Yang Kai was drawn into this dispute.

“Are you going to end it yourself or do you want me to do it？” An Zhiyong didn’t take Yang Kai seriously at all. He glanced at the battle in the blood cloud over there and wasn’t in a hurry to attack Yang Kai. Instead, the more intense the battle over there was, the better it was for him. He wished that Deng Ning and Ye Yangrong would fight to a draw so that he could take advantage of the opportunity to pick up the pieces.

“What’s the difference？” Yang Kai grinned, not the least bit afraid or panicked.

“The difference is huge. If you end it yourself, you can die quickly. If I do it… heh heh.”

“I don’t think there’s a difference.” Yang Kai slowly shook his head, a hint of sarcasm on his lips. He said lightly, “Anyway, you’re going to die！”

An Zhiyong was stunned. When he understood what Yang Kai was saying, his face suddenly turned fierce: “What a big tone. No wonder Deng Ning would ask you for help. I’d see how you make me die!

As he spoke, blood light burst out from his body, and the originally ordinarysmell actually exuded a bloody smell.

Yang Kai frowned. Although he hadn’t dealt with this person from the Demon Blood Sect before, judging from the Saint Yuan fluctuations of Ye Yangrong and this An Zhiyong, they both cultivated an evil technique. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have such astonishing killing intent and hostility.

Once this kind of aura is cultivated to the extreme and released when facing the enemy, it will intimidate people’s souls. People with weak minds are very likely to be affected by this kind of evil spirit and hostility. In the light case, their momentum will be suppressed, and in the severe case, they will lose their fighting spirit. It can be said that it takes a great advantage in the fight against others.

However, likewise, this kind of evil spirit and ill will is very easy to be restrained. As long as there is the most rigid and yang Saint Yuan it is enough to suppress it.

The Proud Bone Golden Body in Yang Kai’s body used to store this kind of evil power, so he naturally knows something about this kind of thing.

After An Zhiyong released his own momentum, he didn’t do anything, but looked at Yang Kai with great interest, as if he wanted to see his frightened appearance under his evil spirit.

The opponent’s cultivation level is one level lower than his, so he naturally has full confidence in suppressing him. Once the opponent loses his fighting spirit, he can play with him with the mentality of a cat playing with a mouse and kill time.

Youdaoplaceholder0, after his evil spirit and hostility converged into momentum and bombarded the young man opposite, the young man didn’t change his face, but showed a disdainful expression, and there was no such funny performance as those people he met before who were at a loss. This made An Zhiyong couldn’t help but be stunned and nodded and said, “Good, good, good. As expected, you have some skills. I underestimated you.”

As he spoke, his momentum subsided, and a great deal of blood light burst out from his body, as if fresh blood was gushing out from within him. Soon, it condensed into a blood mist. The blood mist distorted and changed for a while, transforming into a blood hand that pushed straight towards Yang Kai.

Asura Blood Hand！

A secret technique of the Demon Blood Sect, a move that only the disciples of the Demon Blood Sect can cultivate. Although the power cannot be said to be extremely great, the evil and fierce energy contained within the blood hand is extremely strange and impossible to guard against. Once contaminated, the blood throughout the body will boil, making the enemy wish they were dead.

All the secret techniques of the Demon Blood Sect generally have such hard-to-defend-against effects. Therefore, on You’an Star, when ordinary martial artists encounter people from the Demon Blood Sect, they are usually too lazy or dare not fight with them because at any time, they might suffer a great loss.

And at the same time as the Asura Blood Hand was pushed out, An Zhiyong flicked his ten fingers again, and streaks of red light shot out, transforming into blood-colored spikes that were hidden behind the blood hand for a surprise attack.

He didn’t expect to be able to kill Yang Kai with one strike. Judging from the other party’s performance just now, the other party was clearly not a weakling. His set of moves had a bit of a probing meaning in it, wanting to test Yang Kai’s depth.

That blood hand flew towards him head-on, and Yang Kai simply threw a punch. On the fist edge, black flames twined, exuding an extremely hot aura.

The two collided instantly. The blood hand was like a snowflake under the scorching sun, and was actually broken by the black flame at once. Even the bloody light was suppressed by the pitch-black color. And the bloody cones following closely behind the blood hand also failed to cause Yang Kai the slightest harm. He just condensed several Hao Tian Shields and easily blocked them.

Seeing this situation, An Zhiyong’s expression froze. He immediately realized that the combat power of this Saint King 2-layer Realm opposite him was no less than his own. He no longer dared to hesitate. Immediately, he waved his hand, and a blood-red short axe appeared in his hand. The short axe had a strange shape, somewhat like an axe, but more like a curved knife. The whole body was red, and the murderous aura was astonishing.

As soon as the short axe was in hand, An Zhiyong’s momentum skyrocketed. He waved the weapon in his hand and hacked forward fiercely.

A streak of blood light shot out from the short axe and actually turned into a blood blade in the same shape as the short axe, rushing towards Yang Kai at high speed. Then he continuously waved the short axe, and streak after streak of blood light rushed out one after another. In the blink of an eye, the overwhelming blood blades gathered into a group and fiercely pressed towards Yang Kai.

Yang Kai’s expression tightened. Knowing that the other party had used his true skills, he didn’t mean to underestimate him either. He directly took out his purple shield and blocked it in front.

Although the purple shield had lost a great deal of its spirituality when its spirit was subdued, its inherent defensive ability still remained. It just couldn’t use the sandstorm function of the shield anymore.

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