After hearing the man's help, the woman called Ruoshan's face changed slightly, and the ice crystal she used when she was still outside the meteorite forest appeared in her hand again. Only this time, the target of these ice crystals is not Ruoshan, but Yang Xuan besieged by the two.

Countless white ice crystals flew towards Yang Xuan, and there was a strong cold on these ice crystals. Under the erosion of the cold, Yang Xuan's action was a lot slower for a moment. Even his Liyan was suppressed, and the fire became smaller. Although the spiritual power in Yang Xuan's body was released again, these coldness was expelled by Yang Xuan from his body. However, even a moment's mistake in the battle of experts is enough for the opponent to do a lot of things.

Just now, when the skeleton of the thin man broke away from his body, his body did not fall towards the ground, but rushed towards Yang Xuan under the control of the man.

Yang Xuan just wanted to take a wooden sword to block it, but found that the leather bag burst at this time. A burst of blood mist flew out of the leather bag and enveloped Yang Xuan. The blood mist contained corrosive spiritual power and evil breath, which drilled into Yang Xuan's body and made Yang Xuan feel uncomfortable. When Yang Xuan wanted to expel these strange energy from his body with Liyan, he was surprised to find that his spiritual power was frozen by the strange ice of Ruoshan. Even if it flowed in the meridians, it was difficult to move, let alone send the spiritual power out of his body.

The more bizarre thing is still behind. After the skeleton of the thin man separated from the body and floated in the air, the flesh and blood grew out quickly and covered the skeleton. The dark red spiritual power in his body also wrapped his body, forming the same cloak as he was wearing just now.

"Don't you want to kill?"

The man's newly grown face showed a fierce color, and said to Yang Xuan. A light palm was printed on Yang Xuan's chest, which was wrapped by Ruoshan's cold ice power and strange red power at the same time.

The majestic power gushed out of his palm. The spiritual power like a storm raged in Yang Xuan's body, making Yang Xuan even feel that his internal organs had shifted a little.

But this is not over. After Yang Xuan was hit, the nail on the man's palm grew to about an inch in an instant and grabbed it at Yang Xuan's throat.

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of yin and cold, and his Liyan became more prosperous.

At the moment when the man approached Yang Xuan, the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand came out like lightning and stabbed into the man's chest. But the next moment, Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed. Although the wooden sword in his hand really stabbed into the man's chest, he didn't feel the slightest obstacle after the sword body entered the man's body. This should not have happened. No matter how strong Yang Xuan's hand is, he should not have the slightest sense of obstruction.

There can only be one reason why this will happen. Yang Xuan fell into the trap.

A burst of red spiritual power flowed out of the place where the man was stabbed by Yang Xuan again and wrapped Yang Xuan's arm. Yang Xuan kicked away the man who had to rush towards him, but he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

He quickly raised his arm and looked, but he found that dense inscriptions had been left on his arm.

"Jie Jie, little rabbit, didn't you just say you were going to kill me?"

The man was very arrogant and said to Yang Xuan. The smile on his face was a little scary: "now you have been under my blood curse. After 36 hours, you will turn into a pool of blood. Then, the blood will become a puppet for me."

"What? You?" Yang Xuan's face was pale, because he had felt a strange energy eroding his body from the red inscription in his arm. Although the speed of this energy erosion is not fast, if Yang Xuan doesn't expel this energy from his body, his final end must be the same as what the man said.

He tried to explore the details of this energy with his divine consciousness, but found that his divine consciousness could not invade it at all.

"It seems that if you want to expel this energy, you can only cut off the skin and flesh." Yang Xuan thought in his heart and turned to leave.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly called Ruoshan to catch up with him. But although Yang Xuan just stabbed him in the chest, he took it down with a secret method, but he was still badly hurt. Therefore, when he wanted to catch up with Yang Xuan, maybe he was too excited and pulled the wound in his chest.

The man couldn't help but bite his teeth and take a breath of air conditioning, and the speed slowed down.

"Just let him run away?" If frost stood beside the man, he said reluctantly. Her face seemed to be full of worry: "since he can recognize my wanlingzong, he can't take out my identity. In this case, I'm afraid..." Ruoshan said, looking at the man next to him with some hesitation.

The man said to Ruoshan disdainfully, "what are you afraid of? He has been cursed with blood by me. It will take at least three days to return to the wanlingzong from here. By that time, he will have turned into blood."

"Really?" If Shuang heard the speech, the worried color between her eyebrows decreased, nodded and said to the man, "in that case, let's get down to business. By the way, take out the portrait of the man we're looking for and look at it again. I've forgotten the man's appearance all the way from the wanlingzong."

The man nodded and said to Ruoshan, "OK, but we still agreed before. After finding the man, you can take his body away, but I must take his soul." The man said, stretched out a hand, clenched it, looked fierce and said, "if the man's skills and martial arts are really as you said, then his skills and martial arts must be top-grade."

The man said, seeing Ruoshan take out a piece of paper from the storage bag, he leaned over his head and looked.

But when they saw the man painted on the portrait, they were stunned together. In fact, if Yang Xuan were here and saw this portrait, he would be surprised on the spot. Because the portrait is as like as two peas who just fled from their hands.

"Damn it, I didn't expect to meet him before I entered the state of Wei." The expression on the man's face was a little embarrassed. He raised his head and looked at Ruoshan. Ruoshan was also looking at the man at this time. He was stunned and said, "well, if I remember correctly, you just said that he had been cursed with blood. If he really turned into blood, can he survive?"

"I can't survive. Unless I untie the blood curse on him, he will be destroyed." Speaking of this, the man looked at the direction Yang Xuan left and said in a hurry, "so hurry to catch up!"