"Is that so? You really like to joke, how could this happen?" Tang Cheng looked at the young man with a smile, quietly waiting for the other party to attack. To be honest, Tang Cheng couldn't figure out what the other party meant, and now he could only walk and adapt to the situation.

The man saw that Tang Cheng refused to admit his death, and there was no way. To this point, it was meaningless to continue to pull it off. This man turned his eyes and laughed, saying, "I have met an opponent. You are using the technique transmitted from the sea of ​​blood. We have a little connection. Let's take my blood-crying needle first. If you don't die, it's not too late to talk!"

"Ha Xiao, a very strange name!" Tang Cheng made a comment indifferently, but Tang Cheng had already raised his vigilance to the highest level. Just by talking and laughing in front of the four soul monks, he knew that his strength should not be underestimated.

Haha smiled and stood up, putting away her indifferent smile.

Suddenly, his body leaned forward slightly, pointed out a single point, and a little blood-colored divine light shot out and rushed straight to Tangcheng. When he first saw it, the red light was only the size of a needle tip. However, in the next moment, the divine light had already rolled up a tide, as if a giant dragon came with the wind and rain, accompanied by a heartbreaking cuckoo cry.

The cuckoo cried sadly, and the emperor's son cried.

Tang Cheng felt that his heart seemed to be broken into countless pieces. He was obviously not sad, but he just wanted to cry. It was strange and inexplicable, and the operation of the Yuanli was a little stagnant.

【What a weird method!】

Although this attack attacked Tangcheng, Long Zhuer and Xinyuehu also realized something was wrong with their remaining power and retreated to the back. Only the old Taoist Tianhai was weaker, with tears on his face, and his sleeves were wet and they couldn't wipe them clean.

Tang Cheng had a single palm up, and the water-colored sword light roared out. The sword tip pointed to the point of the blood light. Tang Cheng refused to show weakness at all, but wanted to attack against the attack and point at the wheat light.

With a bang, the sword light shattered, and white waves appeared in the air. The blood light slashed the waves and drove straight into it, as if entering a nobody's realm. Tangcheng took a step back, and the water-colored sword light flashed again, still slashing towards the blood light.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Cheng retreated a hundred steps in a row, and there were also hundreds of sword lights slashing on the blood light. The ancients said: At the end of a powerful crossbow, the power cannot penetrate Lu silk! No matter how strong the blood light is, it will be unsustainable after breaking through these hundreds of huge waves.

At this time, Tang Cheng saw the true face of this trace of blood. It was as bright as blood, with thin and weak cow hair, three inches and three minutes long, and it seemed that one folded two fingers in half to break it. But it was this small needle that broke hundreds of sword lights and forced him to retreat to Tang Cheng by a hundred steps.

Seeing this laugh, Zhenren Tianhai couldn't help but look frustrated. On the other hand, Longzhuer and Xinyuehu were not moved at all. Tang Cheng still had a pile of trump cards that had not been opened, so it is still unknown who would win.

Now, each other is just a test.

Haha, laughed and said, "You still have to hide it in front of me, you look down on others too much!" Before he finished speaking, the blood-crying needle suddenly divided into two, two into four, four into eight. In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand blood lights shot forward. From the side, it looked like a red cloud.

This is the true face of the Blood-Crying Needle, the Red Cloud Blood-Crying Needle.

Tang Cheng's face changed drastically. He could clearly see that these more than a thousand blood lights were not phantoms, but real magic weapons. Every red cloud blood needle is of the quality of a low-grade magic weapon. The smile of these thousands of magic weapons in his hand was so rich.

Tang Cheng originally thought he was considered a little rich man, but now compared with Ha Yixiao, he is simply the difference between Coal Boss and Bill? Lid, and he is not a match of equivalent level at all.

What's even more strange is that these more than a thousand red cloud-crying blood needles can actually be dispersed and aggregated, and they can do whatever they want, which makes people sigh that there are all kinds of wonders in this world.

Tang Cheng flapped his wings and retreated, and hundreds of phantoms appeared in the air. The blood light rose and fell to the left and right, turned to the wishes, and attacked in succession, gradually compressing Tang Cheng's activity space.

After a while, Tang Cheng laughed and the five-colored sword rainbow surging like an angry tide, and instantly hit the needle cloud. This time, the five-colored sword rainbow immediately cracked into a thunder net as soon as it touched the blood light. The needle tide exploded out a gap. Tang Cheng gently flapped his wings and escaped from the gap.

This time, Tang Cheng did not wait for the blood to surround him, his wings fluttered lightning and drifted towards him like lightning. When he brushed his long sleeves, the five-colored sword silk fell like drizzle.

Ha Yixiao's face changed drastically, and Tang Cheng quickly saw the weakness of the Red Cloud Crying Blood Needle, good at attacking and weaker than defense. Originally, in Ha Yixiao's storm-like offensive, most monks were tired of dealing with it, suppressed from scratch, and died in a frustration. How many people could see the flaws of the Red Cloud Crying Blood Needle?

Ha Yixiao bounced up from the shell of the Nine-tailed Demon Scorpion, pulling out a series of afterimages, and retreating more than a hundred feet apart. However, if you want to compete simply for speed, Tang Cheng has never been at a disadvantage.

Ha Yixiao's figure had just stabilized, and the five-colored sword silk came again. Ha Yixiao's eyes swept, and saw that the previous sword silk had not yet been destroyed, and the new sword silk was regenerated, and she couldn't help but look panic.

The light of the Great Five Elements Thunder God is condensed by the vitality. If you fight against the Hongyun Crying Blood Needle, you will naturally be no match. However, in terms of quantity and flexibility, it is far beyond the Hongyun Crying Blood Needle.

The battle in the air changed again, becoming a bit ridiculous.

Ha Yixiao ran away in front, Tang Cheng chased behind, and sprinkled with thunder divine lights to surround and block. Under Ha Yixiao's control, Hongyun Crying Blood Needle tracked behind Tang Cheng, persevering.

After less than ten breaths, Ha Xiao smiled and sweated heavily on her face, screaming: "Stop!"

"You can't bear it in just a few strokes. We are in high spirits!" Tang Cheng mocked him while letting out a fierce attack, calling Ha Yixiao to death.

Of course, Ha Yixiao naturally would not naively think that he had stopped, so Tang Cheng obediently stopped attacking. He immediately expressed his sincerity. The red clouds cried and blood-shot needles suddenly stopped and turned into a thin needle, falling into dust.

This is Ha Yixiao's sincerity.

In fact, Ha Yixiao was forced to do so. If it weren't for his extremely fast turning speed, he would have been caught up by Tang Cheng. But ten breaths were already the limit he insisted on.

Ha Yixiao came here for testing. Unlike those guys who were full of violence, Ha Yixiao came to Tang Cheng to have two purposes. If Tang Cheng is weak, then kill him and feed him his pet. If Tang Cheng has high strength enough, then form an alliance.

Ha Yixiao made a good plan and was very accurate. Tang Cheng urgently needed information from this exile place, so he would not kill people, but a lesson was inevitable.

The long needle fell to the ground, and Ha Yixiao suddenly stopped, raised her hands and smiled flatteringly on her face. Ha Yixiao's sudden action also surprised Tang Cheng. The Big Five Elements Thunder God's lightning casts like lightning, and it will not disappear because of Ha Yixiao's stop.

But Tang Cheng's thoughts were made, more than a thousand rays of thunder gods condensed into a ball, turning into a thunder ball and smashing it towards him. In a hurry, this was already the limit that Tang Cheng could do.

Ha Yixiao was shocked and his face turned pale. He swung his hands and wanted to remove the thunder ball. However, the thunder ball did not need to be condensed by the Shenxiao Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation Sword. Ha Yixiao touched it and exploded, and thunders flew wildly, and suddenly it made Ha Yixiao want to die.

After the thunder, Ha Yi smiled and his handsome appearance changed drastically. His originally handsome image was thrown to Java. The white ribbon with long purple hair shattered, and his purple hair rose into the sky, and his angry hair was rushing to the crown.

The brocade robe was covered with holes, and a burnt smell spread in the air. Her fair and handsome face seemed to be burned by smoke and dark spots, making people laugh.
Chapter completed!