If the blood horse is a master practitioner who uses his internal power to the peak, Wang Mang is a man who uses his strength to break through his skills, and his moves are open and close. No matter how skillful you are, you are as vulnerable as a local chicken in front of absolute power.

When he found that any formula had no harm to Wang Mang, the potential blood horse finally had a close fight with Wang Mang with his strengthened body.

Wang Mang had a pair of iron fists. He hit the bloody horse's belly and cheek. A straight fist that was enough to crack the mountain on the bloody horse's face seemed to hit a piece of mud. Although it also caused a lot of damage, there was still some distance to smash his brain!

The blood horse also knew this clearly. He nimbly avoided Wang Mang's fists and feet, aiming at Wang Mang's left rib with his thin fingers, and attacked again and again. Even if the hardness of Luo Luo's armor was caught by the blood horse several times, it also showed a shallow impression.

On the other hand, the blood horse was more embarrassed. Although his attack was effective, Wang Mang's fists and feet were so easy to avoid?!

"Bang!" A volley whip leg, hard hit in the blood horse's jaw, suddenly, his brain a buzz, and eat Wang Mang several just fierce straight fist!

His cheek bone had been broken by Wang Mang, the whole face could hardly see a human shape, but it happened that this was the case, but his brain was not damaged at all!

Wang Mang was also a little anxious at this time. His attack became more fierce and more deadly. The blood horse was still avoiding his fists and feet. He couldn't escape, so he used his arm to block it.

"Kara --!" Luo Luo's armor was scratched five inches by his bleeding fingers, and a touch of flesh unexpectedly showed traces from the damaged armor!

It is now that the eyes of the blood horse are bright, the withered five fingers suddenly burst out a palpitating energy, the evil spirit in the cage screams in pain, and the body bursts out like a balloon. The huge energy mixed with curse and resentment poured into Wang Mang's body from a touch of flesh.

"Ha ha ha!" The blood horse laughed wildly twice, and stepped several steps in the air until he was a hundred meters away from Wang Mang. Then he said: "no matter who you are, if you have been poisoned by me, how can you survive?"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Mang couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling that the energy containing strong curse power was instantly wrapped by the fierce blood soul, and a move oozed from the pores of the skin.

Wang Mang looked at the blood horse a hundred meters away. His left fist was slightly clenched. The insect pattern came out with a dazzling golden light. The tiny insect wall in the mid air was like a hell cage, which covered the area hundreds of meters around!

At this time, the blood horse's face was shocked, and the terrible power of his body gradually dissipated. The energy he got from burning blood essence was also exhausted.

The micro insect walls around are like thick iron walls, which makes the blood horse feel desperate. Is this the end of the battle?!

He gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Mang. It doesn't matter that he is dead now. The area of kilometers has been basically cleaned up, and the power of their practitioners will flow into the world again. Then... He will sacrifice once for the whole practitioners camp, even if it is life!