The Ultimate Martial Instructor

A hundred miles on the people to drink, turn around a direct blow to the blood ancestor, the vast fist meaning instantly through the void.

Boom!

What makes people even more astonished is that the fist of Baili Shangren actually hit Xuezu directly, causing his whole person to fall down quickly.

When Xuezu's body fell hundreds of meters, he suddenly turned over and jumped up. With a wave of his big hand, he gathered up the altar of XueYue not far away, and then used his unparalleled speed again to flee madly towards the West.

Is the target of Xuezu actually the blood moon altar?

"Damn, he's too fast!"

Looking at the direction of the disappearance of Xuezu, Lian said, with their speed, he couldn't catch up with Xuezu.

"You see, that divine bow moves!"

"Oh, my God, it pulled the strings automatically. It's a magic bow!"

Just as everyone was amazed, the bow was suddenly full of string, and a mass of blood was surging. Then the mass of blood turned into an arrow on the bow.

"Whoosh!"

The bloody light arrow shot out quickly and cut a long crack in the sky. The target was the distant blood ancestor.

It's so weird that this divine bow can launch an arrow to find a target automatically!

Xuezu, who had run away quickly, felt a strong breath of death and turned his head suddenly. When he saw the bloody light arrow that cut through the void, his face changed greatly.

"Roar!"

Xuezu roared up to the sky, the bloody fangs were extremely ferocious and ferocious, the boundless evil spirit rioted wildly, and rushed to the bloody light arrow.

"Hiss

The boundless evil spirit sent out by the blood ancestor could not resist the edge of the blood light arrow. The blood light was extremely dazzling in the void.

As the bloody light arrow was about to penetrate, Xuezu gritted his teeth. A drop of dark red blood floated out of his eyebrows, and then turned into a bloody wall in front of his eyes.

Boom!

The bloody light arrow flashed on the bloody wall in an instant, and a shocking collision broke out. The breath of death and boundless evil spirit intertwined.

Heaven and earth change color again!

Boom!

There was another loud explosion. Xuezu used his own blood essence to stop the bloody light arrow.

But at the moment, he is not feeling well. If he is seriously injured, I'm afraid his strength will drop to a level in a short time. It's absolutely difficult for him to recover to the peak in a few years.

With the impact of the shock, Xuezu didn't stop at all, and continued to use his limit speed to run towards the West.

"Damn it, let him escape!" One hundred Li Shangren was angry.

Although the divine bow has not been taken away, the blood moon altar for refining the divine bow is also a priceless treasure. If we find a way, we may be able to refine more powerful divine soldiers through the blood moon altar.

Just when people thought that Xuezu would leave Kunlun mountain with the blood moon altar, there was a crash in the distant sky.

"Damn chinese people!" Xuezu angrily looked at the middle-aged man blocking in front of him. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, there was a strong emperor to intercept him, and the strength of the other side didn't seem to be weaker than him.

"It's my Chinese thing. You can't take it away." The middle-aged man looked at Xuezu with a smile and said.

In front of him, the middle-aged man had a pair of deep starlike eyes and an elusive city. He was dignified and majestic. His whole body exuded a strong atmosphere of respect.

This is a powerful man with an unfathomable depth.

Behind the middle-aged man stood an old man and a young man. He was old and grey, and his breath was natural. Obviously, he was not a simple person. The other one was a young man in his twenties. He looked very handsome, and his high head was full of pride.

In the distance, Anshen Huang's eyes narrowed slightly. Originally, she was calm, but her face sank slightly. She seemed to know the identity of the visitor.

"Get out of my way, only one death!" Blood ancestor cold hum a way, the evil spirit diffuses the big void.

The middle-aged man gently shook his head and sneered: "you don't have that strength yet."

"To die!"

Blood ancestor big drink, that two pairs of blood wings crazy clap, countless Gang wind such as knife cut general split to the middle-aged man.

At the same time, he incarnated as a bloody light and shadow, trying to escape from the other direction.

Now that he is seriously injured, he is not fit to fight at all.

"Can you run?" The middle-aged man disdained to smile, stepped forward slightly on his right foot, and suddenly opened his posture.

No middle-aged men have any action, just slowly hit a punch.

It seems like a normal fist, but when the strength of the fist comes out, there is a dragon chant in the void.

The next moment, people clearly see the void in the distance, emerged a big mouth roaring "dragon", instantly engulfed that piece of wind.

The crazy fleeing Xuezu suddenly turned back. When he saw the roaring "dragon", his eyes were full of despair.He seriously underestimated the power of middle-aged men, even if it is his peak thing, I am afraid it is not the opponent of the other side!

Xuezu had to sacrifice a drop of blood essence again to form a bloody wall in front of him, and his face was extremely pale.

"Roar!"

The "dragon" swallowed up the bloody city wall in front of Xuezu with the trend of destroying the dead and decaying. But at this time, the "dragon" suddenly stopped attacking and disappeared into the invisible.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. What kind of boxing was it that could make the blood ancestors of the Western saints have no resistance.

However, there is another person who is more shocked than everyone present, that is Qin long.

"The eight pole dragon falls!" Qin long murmured to himself, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Although the battles over there were far apart, Qin long was very sure when he saw the energy "dragon". What the other side was doing was the secret of Baji boxing, Baji dragon collapse.

Although Qin long has not yet understood this upanistic boxing, and has not even touched the skin, his mind has the cultivation method of this upanistic boxing, especially when he sees the energy "dragon", Qin Long's mind seems to open a door, and a memory that does not belong to him emerges.

"Is this the memory of his master's seal in his mind?" Qin long thought in dismay.

"Shua!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and took the blood moon altar in the hands of Xuezu.

"For the sake of Dracula, I'll save you a dog's life and go back to your holy family at once." The middle-aged man said faintly, his voice full of unquestionable dignity.

"Poof!"

Xuezu vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body was hit back to the original by the middle-aged man just now.

Hearing the name of "Dracula", Xuezu looked at the middle-aged man with astonishment.

"How do you know the king of our blood clan? Who are you? " Xuezu asked in a trembling voice.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth turns up, showing a proud radian.

"Qin Huangmen, Wang xuance!"