Chapter 465

Strong heat attack constantly, baked population dry tongue dry, even the whole blood have a boiling feeling!

The blood fog surged. Although he had never touched it, his mind was already agitated to the extreme, and almost all of his ears had auditory hallucinations.

"Brother Ren, use the skill of blood refining, force the sword open, let me take his life!" See ye Lingfeng in the two joint offensive, more and more left, Yang Dingtian proud laugh repeatedly, is to Ren yuntrace issued instructions.

"Good!" At the moment, Ren yunzong wants to kill Ye Lingfeng as soon as possible. After hearing the speech, he immediately clenched his fists. Just for a moment, his body suddenly shrunk as if it was going to be pinched dry. However, the blood mist around his body became more and more solid.

Not only that, the blood fog solidifies at the same time, but also with the pressure of some invisible force, suddenly condenses into a ball, turns into a strange blood figure, and rushes towards Ye Lingfeng.

What the hell is Pang's blood refining method? Although the bloody figure looks light, just like a gust of wind can blow away, but ye Lingfeng heart suddenly has a bad feeling, this bloody figure seems to have a kind of explosive power.

How fast! Looking at the bloody figure, ye Lingfeng didn't dare to fight hard at all. He wanted to escape the attack with the help of the cloud trot, but as soon as his pace changed, the bloody figure came after him like a tarsal maggot.

"Hemagglutination, explosion!" Just as the bloody figure rushes to Ye Lingfeng, Ren yunzong's eyes are full of monstrous red awns. Then his clenched fists suddenly release and he shouts loudly.

Boom! As soon as the voice fell, the bloody figure burst out with a roar. With a huge impact like the ejection of a gun, it came towards Ye Lingfeng with a faint smell of blood.

Without waiting for ye Lingfeng to dodge, the destructive power released after the bloody figure burst away, just like the turbulent tide on the sea, roared to Ye Lingfeng's body and beat it fiercely.

Poof! Under the great power, ye Lingfeng felt a sudden contraction of his chest, a piercing pain, and immediately attacked his brain. With this blow, five or six ribs of his chest were directly broken.

What is this blood refining method and why is it so powerful? A mouthful of blood gushes out, feeling the hot pain from his chest. Ye Lingfeng is full of doubts, and because of the pain, the reincarnation sword is even more stagnant.

"Boy, let's die!" Seeing Ren yuntrace's success, Yang Dingtian's smile became more and more rampant. Almost at the moment when ye Lingfeng's body soared into the air, he stopped along the sword's momentum, and patted Ye Lingfeng's chest with his right hand.

Poof! As soon as the palm of fire was attached to Ye Lingfeng's chest, a burning sensation immediately spread along the skin and toward the viscera. Just for a moment, ye Lingfeng felt as if he had been lit a fire in his body. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling completely, and there were bursts of fire like tearing pain from the viscera.

But taking advantage of the last trace of consciousness, ye Lingfeng suddenly waved his hand, and the reincarnation sword suddenly retreated. Mori Han's sword, just like a withered sword, directly rowed to Yang Dingtian's right hand before he could withdraw it.

No! Yang Dingtian sees this and says something bad in his heart. Instinctively, it's like withdrawing his right hand, but his speed is faster than that of Ye Lingfeng. No matter how he changes his hand shadow, the sword of reincarnation sword is like having eyes. He bites his right wrist tightly. A cold light flashed by, and a cloud of blood suddenly gushed out.

"Ah Under the severe pain, Yang Dingtian directly fell on the ground, the wrist blood gushing, the right hand has been separated from the wrist, blood and flesh blurred, it is exposed the white stubble, the scene looks terrible.

This boy is so cruel! Looking at Yang Dingtian's right palm curled up after landing, Su Changyun couldn't help fighting a cold war. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he had just received the sword.

But he is more determined, ye Lingfeng broke Yang Dingtian's hand, under the fury, ye Lingfeng is absolutely dead!

"Boy, you dare to break my hand!" Clenching his teeth and resisting the sharp pain, Yang Dingtian pressed several acupoints towards his right arm with his backhand. After stopping the gushing blood, his face turned pale due to blood loss, and his eyes were full of madness.

He really didn't expect that, as a medium-term strong man at the prefecture level, he didn't kill a little guy at the beginning of the Xuanji level easily as expected, or even was badly hit by the other side when he joined hands with a half step person at the prefecture level.

Sanyang sect's practice of Sanyang physical training relies entirely on the three yang meridians of his hand. Now his right hand is cut off by Ye Lingfeng, which is tantamount to cutting off one arm. In the future, his cultivation will be stagnant. To cut off a person's fortune is like killing his parents, which blocks the way for the ancient martial arts practitioners to become stronger. This hatred is more fierce than cutting off a person's fortune. At this moment, in his eyes, ye Lingfeng is no different from the dead.