Super Evil Emperor

Even though he used all of his techniques, he wasn't this person's match. After the continuous battles, his spiritual energy had disappeared, making it even more difficult for him to fight this person.

At the same time, he also did not dare to avoid Wang Kuang's pursuit, and congealed his own aura into the mountain forest below.

Xiang Zongxing's cultivation was very strong, and he had many methods to deal with him, so he was not sure if he could hide his technique from him.

At that moment, without saying a word, Yang Xie immediately activated the Mysterious Sword Qi in his body, pushed his "Profound Melting Shadow" to its limits, turned into a long rainbow, and escaped far away.

Because of that macrodactyly, he had no choice but to give up chasing after Yang Xie. He also did not expect that the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' would cause that macrodactyly to chase after him, so he had already given up on chasing that 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha'.

Who would have known that Yang Xie did not die under the macrodactyly, and the Old Man in the great hall had actually kept a hand on him, sealing the macrodactyly.

Immediately, the desire to snatch the treasure rose up again, and the desire to kill Meng Hao grew even stronger. The blood-red glow around him grew stronger, and as it swirled through the air, it quickly chased after Yang Xie.

"Without the macrodactyly, I want to see how you will escape from This Old Man's palms this time? Didn't you merge with the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha'? This Old Man will refine you alive and refine the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' out once again! " Xiang Zongxing laughed sinisterly, his voice echoing in all directions and spreading far away.

Hearing the voice of 'Xiang Zongxing' from behind, Yang Xie's expression changed slightly. Without replying, he lowered his head and fled.

One chased while the other fled. Two long rainbow s pierced through the sky, supporting themselves with long, swaying movements. If it wasn't for the dense killing intent emanating from them, it could be considered a beautiful scenery in the evening sky.

Yang Xie's eyes flickered with light. Although he was powerful, and had the 'Mysterious Shadow' flying technique, in terms of speed, even disciples of The sky is perfect might not be able to match him, 'Xiang Zongxing' was even faster. The distance between the two of them was constantly shrinking.

They had been chasing each other for half a day now and the sky had already darkened. The stars were shining bright like the moon and the distance between them had been reduced by half from the initial one hundred li.

"Kid, obediently hand over the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha'. Otherwise, when I capture you later, I will let you experience the pain of ten thousand ghosts devouring your soul!" Xiang Zongxing's face flashed with a sinister light. He originally thought that it would be an easy feat to catch up to Yang Xie, but he didn't expect the other party's escape speed to be so fast. Even after chasing for half a day, the distance between them had only shortened by half.

Yang Xie did not even turn his head back as he began to constantly think of countermeasures in his heart. He knew that if he were to continue like this, he would be captured by his opponent in half a day.

And as time passed, the spirit energy in his body was constantly being exhausted, so he had no choice but to take out Pills s and consume them.

But in the end, this was not a long-term plan. He had to think of a countermeasure, otherwise no matter what, he would not be able to escape from the opponent's hands.

On one side, Yang Xie was considering his countermeasures, but on the other hand, 'Xiang Zongxing' 's face was extremely gloomy, running all the way, even though he was powerful, but if he continued to waste more energy, the consumption to his spirit energy would be huge.

But even though he wanted to catch up with Yang Xie, in order to escape from the sky-upholding giant finger that was using the secret method, it had suffered a loss for a moment. In that moment, he was unable to use the Blood Wings again, otherwise, once he used the secret method, he would only be able to catch up to Yang Xie in an instant.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the night sky had turned into a vast sun in the sky. The world was lit up, but unknowingly, another day had passed.

And at this moment, the 'Xiang Zongxing' was already less than three thousand meters away from Yang Xie, and was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

"Kid, let's see where you can escape to now!" A ghastly look flashed across Xiang Zongxing's face. After a day and night of chasing, his patience had long reached its limit, and in his heart, he had already decided that after he captured Yang Xie, he would definitely let him have a taste of the pain of being consumed by ten thousand ghosts.

As his voice came from afar, he raised his hand and slapped towards Yang Xie. Immediately, a blood-colored giant palm that was several tens of meters in size roared and charged straight at Yang Xie.

Yang Xie's face congealed, without looking back, he waved his sword, a dazzling sword light shooting out.

With a boom, the sword beam and the blood red giant palm flashed and dispersed.

As a result, the two attacks closed the distance once again, shrinking to only 9000 feet.

After that, a series of explosions rang out in the sky as the two of them continued to fight, and the distance between them shortened.

After nearly four hours, 'Xiang Zongxing' was already less than three hundred meters away from Yang Xie, and the malevolence on his face was becoming more and more obvious.

Yang Xie's face turned gloomy, but after thinking for awhile, he still could not think of a good way to escape, and a sense of anxiety gradually rose in his heart.

Boom!

With another huge explosion, 'Xiang Zongxing' was no more than fifty meters away from Yang Xie, and in another few moments, he would catch up to Yang Xie who was in front of him.

At this time, Yang Xie took a deep breath, he suddenly stopped and turned around. He looked at 'Xiang Zongxing' seriously, but he did not plan on running anymore.

He knew that even if he were to continue escaping, it would not only consume the spiritual energy in his body, but it would also be impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the other party.

Rather than that, it was better to conserve spiritual energy and prepare for the upcoming great battle.

"What, you're not running anymore?" Why don't you run? "Let me see how long you can run for." Xiang Zongxing stopped and looked at Yang Xie in the distance, his eyes filled with killing intent. Yang Xie had made him chase for such a long time, and after capturing him, Xiang Zongxing would definitely be tortured, so that he could vent the hatred in his heart.

"Why are you blabbering so much? Don't you want the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' in my body? "Then let's rely on our strength." Yang Xie took a deep breath, and said coldly.

Killing intent flashed in 'Xiang Zongxing's' eyes, and he said gloomily: "Not bad, I didn't expect you to have some guts. But I see that you haven't seen the truth. You think you can beat me with your strength alone? "

"Whether he's an opponent or not, we have to fight him first before we know." Yang Xie said coldly.

"Good!" Since you want to fight, I will play with you for a while. " Xiang Zongxing laughed sinisterly, the word "play" coming out of his mouth was bitten extremely hard, it was obvious that he had other intentions.

Hearing this, Yang Xie did not say a word, and silently channeled the spirit energy in his body, and his aura started to rise bit by bit.

The longsword drooped down, and a raging battle intent appeared in his eyes. The Sword Intent soared into the sky, smashing the clouds into pieces, and changed the weather.

"Your stance is quite good. However, it's a pity that you want to oppose me with only this bit of strength. Truly ridiculous." Xiang Zongxing 'let out a cold laugh, and a bloody light spurted out from his body. Four enormous blood-colored skeleton s condensed above his head.

"Four of them? "It seems like you are not completely victorious. Isn't that a bit too confident?" When Yang Xie saw that 'Xiang Zongxing' had only managed to condense four blood-colored skeleton, his eyes flashed with joy. It seemed that after going through all that had happened with 'Xiang Zongxing', his strength had slightly decreased.

"So what if it's only four? "It is enough to deal with you." Xiang Zongxing's face darkened at what Yang Xie had said, and immediately laughed sinisterly.