Chapter 422 Breaking Ziyan's Punch, Life and Death Are on the Line

Gong Shan's eyeballs protruded slowly, his face was already rotten, and the eyeballs were about to fall off at this moment, he said in surprise: "Zi Yan? You have a martial spirit—invincible under heaven?!"

Yang Qingxuan's face was ashen, and he was full of murderous looks.

That Ziyan was beating violently at the fingertips, and the ten fingers connected to the heart, and the severe pain spread all over the body, but he still clenched his teeth and said coldly: "Undo your blood puppet technique quickly, otherwise under the purple fire, No mercy!"

Qing Buli in the distance trembled all over, staring blankly at Ziyan, as if he understood something.

"Haha! Ziyan, it really is Ziyan!" Gong Shan laughed wildly after a brief moment of sluggishness, and said, "It's such a pleasant surprise that I even met the most powerful martial spirit—Unrivaled Under Heaven, haha! Oh! , By the way, it should be called the world has enemies now." With a playful smile on his face, he stared at Yang Qingxuan like a piece of fat, licked his lips, and smacked his mouth with relish.

Yang Qingxuan was furious, and shouted: "Damn it! You bastard, die, die for me!"

The purple flames on the fingertips exploded at once, turning into the size of a washbasin, shooting out in the air, forming a whirlwind, and slamming away.

Wherever Ziyan passed, there was nothingness.

"Boom!—"

When Gong Shan's body was touched by the purple fire, it was immediately burned to ashes. But within the flames, there was constant laughter, until the moment it was turned into ashes, the sound disappeared completely.

The people around were all dumbfounded, they couldn't react completely to this series of changes.

First, Shangguan Haitang got the power of the golden monkey, so arrogant that he killed Gongshan. Then Gongshan became inexplicably terrifying and easily subdued Shangguan Haitang. Now Yang Qingxuan showed the terrible purple flames again, instantly burning Gongshan to ashes.

The whole situation is changing too fast for them to understand.

"puff!--"

Yang Qingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood. After unleashing the purple fire, more than half of the meridians in the body were burned, the true qi was disordered, and the left shoulder was in severe pain, wishing to chop off the shoulder.

Wu Qiyue took out a handkerchief distressedly, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said lovingly: "Don't use that purple fire anymore, you can't control it, you will die."

Yang Qingxuan endured it, pretended to be okay, grabbed her sweat-wiping hand, and said in shock: "The blood on your body..."

Those blood lines are like the roots of old trees, emanating from the center of the eyebrows, like blood vessels, penetrating into every organ and tissue of the body, and cannot be pulled out.

Tears welled up in Wu Qiyue's eyes, obviously very frightened, "It's useless, this blood puppet technique, as long as the main body is not dead, the technique cannot be eliminated."

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, and he said anxiously: "Then what should I do?"

"That's right, those who have been affected by the blood puppet art will be slaves for a day and a slave for the rest of their lives."

Suddenly above the golden monkey, Shangguan Haitang spoke, her normal pupils turned scarlet, with a creepy evil smile at the corner of her mouth, and said: "This essence and blood are connected with my body, unless my body dies , or the main body recalls it, otherwise it will be my slave for life after life."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and said, "You..."

He just felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave. Wu Qiyue even leaned closer, like a bird trembling in the wind, pitifully.

"Hehe." Shangguan Haitang looked at him mockingly, and said, "Any blood slave can be my clone, and this girl is no exception."

Wu Qiyue was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying, and tremblingly said: "Don't... I don't want to be his blood slave... Qingxuan... save me... Father... save me..."

"Damn it! Quickly undo the blood puppet technique on her body!"

Yang Qingxuan roared at the top of his lungs, the veins on his forehead popped out, his face was horribly hideous, the Martial Soul seal on his left shoulder shone brightly, and a phantom in the form of a human was formed behind him, terrifying power condensed around the phantom, and the space couldn't bear it There was a lot of pressure, and it shook violently.

Shangguan Haitang's eyes lit up, looking at the phantom, she was full of excitement, "Haha, there really is an enemy in the world!

What, you want to kill me? If this clone dies, I will descend on that girl next time. "

These words are undoubtedly a basin of cold water, poured directly on Yang Qingxuan's head, extinguishing his anger in an instant, only feeling cold hands and feet, completely lost his mind.

"Haha, weak ants have only the fate of being slaughtered. Even if you have enemies in the world, so what? Weak people are not worthy of having good things."

Shangguan Haitang clasped her hands in front of her chest, her pupils shone with a bewitching crimson, and the blood streaks all over her body were very dazzling. The golden monkey suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist and punched Yang Qingxuan, "You have such a martial spirit on your body, which explains what is called violence."

Yang Qingxuan recovered from his trance, and hurriedly backed away in shock, but the golden monkey's fist was too big, crushed like a mountain, and no matter how he retreated, he couldn't dodge it.

Seeing that he was about to hit him, a cold light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, his murderous aura grew, and he said coldly: "Whether I am qualified to have this martial spirit is not for you to comment on!"

The purple fire on his body turned into six fireballs, condensed into giant palms, and slapped the golden fist.

"Six suns open the sky!"

This golden monkey is extremely weird, and it must contain secrets. But now that Wu Qiyue has the blood puppet technique in his body, he has lost his sense of proportion, and he has no intention of this kind of secret treasure, so he gritted his teeth and used the purple fire again, intending to destroy the golden monkey together!

The giant palm condensed with purple flames struck from the air, burning the sky into nothingness, and slapped the golden fist!

"Boom!"

The terrifying power spread out, the purple flames bloomed like fireworks, shooting away in all directions, the sky was burned by the sparks shot out by the purple flames, and thousands of holes were burned, and black cracks were burned out one after another .

But the golden fist was not damaged at all, and continued to hit it down.

"boom!--"

The fist hit Yang Qingxuan's body, almost shattering all his bones, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards. The breath on the body dropped sharply, and the body began to carbonize, all the meridians withered, and under internal and external difficulties, the body began to collapse.

The jasper gourd exudes vitality from his waist, repairing his body, but it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, and it is exhausting.

"Brother Qingxuan!"

Wu Qiyue was in a hurry, ignoring that she was hit by the blood puppet technique, she immediately recovered from her fear, flew over in a hurry, and hugged Yang Qingxuan.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan's body was cracked by the golden fist on the outside, and carbonized by the purple flames on the inside. Wu Qiyue hugged him, and the heat wave of purple flames gushed out from her body, burning her jade-like skin with pain.

But she turned a blind eye, and hurriedly took out all kinds of pills, and stuffed them into Yang Qingxuan's mouth. Big tears rolled down his face, and Sai Dan Yao's hands trembled violently.