Chapter One Hundred and Eleven: Blood Flies in the Dust

  Ye Xuan is now like a deflated balloon sitting on the ground staring viciously at the blood flying everywhere.

  And Blood Flying Yang was also a fierce and evil spirit staring at Ye Xuan, with his right shoulder still dripping with blood, revealing white bones.

  The two people had exhausted their Xuanli after the previous battle, and now they could only rely on their eyesight to engage in a fierce stare-down. Just as they were about to clash, one of them suddenly burst out laughing, a laugh that seemed like someone who was on the verge of starving to death had just been presented with a chicken leg.

  Because he saw blood flying dust rushing towards him.

  Ye Xuan also saw it and said in his heart: "Mixed old, I'm going to die, you'd better find someone else to help you recover your memory! Today is probably not going to pass this hurdle!"

  Hun Dun Lao didn't say a word, and had known Ye Xuan for so long that the two of them already had feelings for each other. Hun Dun Lao simply urged the release of the Mysterious Elixir, releasing the Mysterious Energy to supplement Ye Xuan's weak body. However, what surprised Hun Dun Lao was that on Ye Xuan's Mysterious Gate, there was already a faint second crack, which meant that as long as Ye Xuan had enough Mysterious Energy, he could break through.

  But it's clearly not suitable at this time.

  Blood splattered everywhere as he approached, and the scene in front of him left him stunned. He saw his second brother's arm gone, bloodied and mangled, clearly a victim of the lightning-fast strike from the giant thumb earlier. But what was astonishing was that there were no masters around, only a youth who couldn't be more than twenty years old.

  "Whose fault is it? Where's the person?"

  Blood flew dust raised an eyebrow and asked.

  Xue Feiyang glared at him and said, "There are only two people here, aren't there? Pointing at Ye Xuan with a bad temper, he said, "This little brat, hurry up and kill him!"

  At this time, Hun Dun Lao suddenly said to Ye Xuan: "Ye Xuan, the guy who just came has a surface strength of nine-day Xuanjing realm, but I can feel that he has hidden his true cultivation! This person is very dangerous!"

  Ye Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, the Nine-Day Dark Profound Realm still hid its strength, which means that this Blood Flying Dust's cultivation base must have reached the Yin Profound Realm! This kind of cultivation base is not only in Shao Nan Prefecture, but even in Tai Xuan Ancient Country, it can be considered a top-notch expert.

  Xue Fei's eyes widened in surprise as he turned around and looked at Ye Xuan, asking: "Was it really you who did this?"

  Ye Xuan also gave him a white eye and said weakly: "That's right, it was your grandfather I who did it!"

  Blood splashed dust unexpectedly didn't get angry, but instead thoughtfully asked: "What kind of mysterious skill are you using? What level is it? Hand it over!"

  Ye Xuan looked at him with disdain, this guy spoke as if he was joking, do you think I'll hand it over just because you asked me to? Besides, this is the true transmission of Jing Wu Yun, even if I were to hand it over, it would be to someone from the Jing family.

  "Get out! If you want to kill, then kill! You don't even have the door to the mysterious skill!"

  Blood splattered on his face, he furrowed his brow and shouted: "You little brat, you're still being stubborn even when death is staring you in the face!"

  Blood splattered dust with a clenched fist, the fist wind was swift and fierce, stirring up a wave of ripples.

  Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "Halt!"

  At this time, a young man in green clothes came rushing over, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, extremely handsome and extraordinary. This green-clothed person was precisely Murong Xingchen.

  Xue Fei's eyebrows furrowed, he turned around and looked at Mu Xingchen. His eyes narrowed, a killing intent suddenly emerged because he sensed the Nine Shadows Heart on Mu Xingchen's body. Previously, when he hid the Nine Shadows Heart in the urine pot, he had left an imprint of his own mysterious power on its surface.

  When Muxingchen appeared, he clearly felt his own mark.

  Ye Xuan sat on the ground, and when he saw Mu Xingchen, he was also stunned for a moment. Then, he suddenly thought of Hun Dun Lao's words - Mu Xingchen was at the 9th level of Ri Xuanyuan boundary. This meant that Mu Xingchen wasn't even his opponent yet! Ye Xuan and Mu Xingchen exchanged a glance, and Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow at him, reminding him.

  But Mu Xingchen thought Ye Xuan was joking with him and thought to himself, "This kid is about to die, yet he still has the nerve to flirt with me."

  "Are you here to help?" Blood Flying Dust raised an eyebrow and asked.

  Muxingchen smiled faintly, a dimple appearing on his face, and said: "This young master is my little brother, can the Lord of Blood Valley give me some face! Let him go!"

  Blood splattered everywhere, and he suddenly burst out laughing.

  After a long time, Blood Flying Dust finally said with a face full of murderous intent: "Let him go is fine, as long as you return to me the things that shouldn't be taken!"

  Mu Xingchen's face changed, and he realized that he had taken back the Jiuying Heart. Xue Feichen had already noticed it. Could it be that there was a mysterious mark on the Jiuying Heart? Mu Xingchen thought to himself, his eyes narrowing slightly. Without another word, he said calmly: "The thing you said shouldn't have been taken originally belonged to the Blood Valley Master, didn't it? This thing should have always belonged to me! I'm just taking back what's mine, that's all!"

  Xue Fei Chen's eyes narrowed, and it turned out that the Nine Shadows' Heart was his. Xue Fei Chen's killing intent emerged, and he said: "Do you know that treasures are only worthy of being owned by those with strong abilities? I think you'd better obediently hand it over to me!"

  Xue Feiyang stood by, seemingly understanding yet not quite grasping the conversation between the two. His mind was now preoccupied with only one thought - to kill Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan still sat calmly on the ground.

  Xue Feiyang glanced over and saw that Ye Xuan was also looking at him. Ye Xuan gave him a white-eyed glance, making Xue Feiyang's face turn green with rage.

  Mu Xingchen heard such a shameless remark and burst out laughing. He said in a stern voice, "What a wonderful idea that only those with great strength are worthy of possessing! My Mu family has been reduced to just me now, yet there are still people who want to take the ultimate skill of my Mu family! Hmph! Heaven is indeed blind! You want it? Fine! Then come and kill me first!"

  As they spoke, Mu Xingchen burst out with a majestic aura, and his strength in the Nine Day Xuanyuan Realm was revealed without any concealment!

  Blood flew and dust was light, with a sneer, he said: "Do you think your Nine Heavens Day Xuan boundary strength is really my opponent?"

  "Then give it a try!"

  Muxingchen's eyes narrowed, and he struck out with his palm. A vast and mighty force burst forth, rolling towards the Blood Flying Dust.

  Only to see the blood flying dust lightly smiled, right hand lightly waved, suddenly the surrounding air revealed a cold air, then saw a stock of icy power suddenly appeared, and then saw Mu Xingchen's palm was scattered in the sky.

  "Power of Yin Evil! Realm of Dark Mystery!"

  Ye Xuan and Mu Xingchen said in their hearts at the same time.

  Blood splattered everywhere. At this moment, he sneered and thought to himself, "Two trash, my big brother is a real powerhouse at the first level of the Dark Profound Realm, you're both dead for sure." As he thought, he glanced at Ye Xuan who was sitting on the ground, his eyes telling Ye Xuan that he would make him die.

  "Hmm! Nine Shadow Illusions, come forth!"

  Muxingchen let out a loud shout, and suddenly nine phantoms appeared, charging towards the Blood Flying Dust along with himself!

  Blood flew, dust scattered, and light clouds dissipated as his hands grasped towards the sky. Suddenly, a torrential rain poured down on this mountain cliff. Then, Blood flew's body spun around, and with a single palm strike, these raindrops converged into a Rain Sword!

  This rain sword is emitting a chill!

  "Boom!"

  Blood splattered and dust flew as he let out a loud roar. The Rain Sword suddenly split into ten small swords, shooting towards Mu Xingchen's illusion!