Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 85 Who is Fang Han?

"Fang Han of Tai Yi Sect, get out and die!"

While the disciples of the Taiyi Sect were searching for corpses in full swing, a mysterious blood-clothed monk hovered above the heads of the crowd, aloof and threatened to find Fang Han, as if seeking revenge.

But who is Fang Han?

Almost everyone present showed a blank look, looked at each other, and then shook their heads one after another.

There seems to be no disciple named Fang Han in the Supreme Unity Sect. Could it be that this blood-clothed cultivator has found the wrong person, or his brain is not working well, so he is playing tricks here?
Everyone was not worried about their personal safety, not to mention the presence of Yang Xuanzhen, a newly promoted monk with supernatural powers, who was enough to resist the blood-clothed man.

Furthermore, there are three elders in the sect guarding outside the boundary, and they will never sit idly by in such an overwhelming situation. They can enter the boundary in an instant and kill the blood-clothed man with a snap of their fingers.

Therefore, the blood-clothed cultivator dared to act wildly here because he thought his fate would be too long. Therefore, this group of disciples of the Supreme Unity Sect remained calm.

There was only one person present whose expression was completely different, and even changed wildly, and that was Bai Yuan.

Fang Han!

I saw that when Bai Yuan heard the word Fang Han, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flickered, and the hairs all over his body started to stand up. Without saying a word, his figure flickered, and he was about to dive towards the deepest part of the forest.

The blood-clothed man was not a good person, and he was a cultivator in the secret realm of supernatural powers. He was definitely no match for him now.

Although Bai Yuan still had a trump card, which was enough to kill the blood-clothed man, he dared not use it at all in this situation, as it would only cause more trouble.

But at this time, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, causing Bai Yuan to stop abruptly, and the tension in his heart calmed down a little.

"Who are you, and why did you find Fang Han?"

It turned out that it was Yang Xuanzhen who stepped out from the side and raised his head to ask the blood-clothed man in mid-air.

There was no respect in his tone for cultivators with supernatural powers, and there was even a hint of questioning, as if an emperor was interrogating a beggar who had sneaked into the palace and attempted to assassinate him, which seemed absurd.

However, as it should be.

After all, Yang Xuanzhen has now awakened eleven ancient giant elephant particles, greatly increasing his strength.

And the blood-clothed talent is only at the first level of supernatural power and at the level of mana, even if he is at the second level of supernatural power and at the level of true energy, he may not be able to kill Yang Xuanzhen.

The blood-clothed man stared straight at Yang Xuanzhen below with a pair of bloodshot eyes, "Huh? Boy, what are you, you dare to talk to this deity with such an attitude, are you looking for death?"

The corner of Yang Xuanzhen's mouth twitched into a hint of sarcasm, "My venerable? An ant is also worthy of being called a 'sovereign'? My patience is limited. You must honestly explain why you came here, otherwise don't blame me for killing you."

"What a sharp-tongued kid, I should be punished!"

The blood-clothed man was furious, and immediately stretched out his right palm, just about to slap it down, killing this arrogant and ignorant kid directly.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden movement in the blood-clothed man's arms, which made him no longer care about Yang Xuanzhen below him. He quickly reached into his arms and took out a compass the size of a palm.

This compass is as black as ink, with densely packed runes engraved on it, revealing a strange and evil aura.

At this time, the compass was blooming with a coquettish red glow, and the slender pointer in the center was shaking from side to side like a living thing.

But in the next instant, the pointer stopped and pointed to a certain location, which was exactly where Yang Xuanzhen was.

"You... are Fang Han!"

The blood-clothed man's face suddenly became ferocious, his eye sockets protruded a lot, and he said in a hateful voice: "Fang Han from the Taiyi School, I finally found you!"

"You beast, you actually killed my son by cruel means and took away his magic weapon. Today I will tear you apart, extract your soul and refine it, and light a sky lantern so that you will not be able to survive or die. My son is in the spirit of heaven..."

"You talk so much nonsense!" Yang Xuanzhen directly interrupted his words, and took the lead, trampling on the ground with his footsteps.

Boom!

In an instant, the whole earth trembled slightly, centering on Yang Xuanzhen's whole body, layers of air waves exploded, turned into an unparalleled wind and swept across all directions, blowing all the surrounding trees, rocks, and disciples of the Supreme Unity Sect.

Immediately, Yang Xuanzhen's figure rose into the sky like a meteorite, soaring into the sky, and went straight to the blood-clothed man above.

He already knew the origin of this person. It was nothing more than that when he was doing missions in the underground world, he killed the skeleton son of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, and his backers came to seek revenge. This blood-clothed man might be his father, the silent son.

Yang Xuanzhen is not afraid of this kind of situation where the young ones come to the old ones, but rather looks forward to it.

Because these people are completely a personal cornucopia, he will kill one when he comes, and he can reap the treasures from the other party afterwards.

What a wonderful person, this person has worked so hard to find him to be a gift boy for Yang Xuanzhen, is there any reason to reject him?

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Xuanzhen leaped into the mid-air of three hundred feet and came before the blood-clothed man.

"not good!"

The blood-clothed man felt the fierce murderous intent emanating from the opponent, and couldn't help being shocked.

Although he is a cultivator with supernatural powers, he feels as fragile as a baby in front of Yang Xuanzhen who is in the physical state.

If he gets close to him, his body will be crushed to pieces in an instant, there is no reason for him to escape.

"die!"

In mid-air, Yang Xuanzhen swung his right arm to form a claw, like a shooting star chasing the moon, with a violent momentum, he grabbed at the blood-clothed man's chest.

This claw is extremely frightening, like an ancient dragon probing its claws, trying to tear apart all obstacles and catch everything that exists.

And around the claws, there are strands of energy exploding from the pores endlessly, like thousands of sharp swords firing together, extremely sharp.

Even if it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, if it is slightly entangled with this energy, it will collapse immediately and turn into slag.

"Blood Jade Demon Clothes!"

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhen's claws were about to fall, the blood-clothed man's complexion changed suddenly, and the blood-clothed body squirmed violently, and instantly condensed into a set of blood-jade armor, covering his whole body.

scoff!

As soon as the blood jade armor was formed, it was attacked violently by Yang Xuanzhen. When the two touched, there was a clanging sound like gold and iron colliding.

woo woo woo...

As the blood splattered, the blood jade armor let out a human-like wail.

Fortunately, the defensive power of the blood jade magic clothes is really strong. Although Yang Xuanzhen scratched five shocking marks with his claws, he still survived the fierce blow and did not hurt the blood clothes man's life.

Moreover, the blood-clothed man took advantage of the situation and drifted out.

Yang Xuanzhen fell from the sky and hit a boulder heavily, his legs stuck into the boulder like nails, stabilizing his body.

"Who are you? A martial artist in the secret realm of the physical body can never have such combat power!"

The blood-clothed man fixedly stared at Yang Xuanzhen below, with strong fear in his eyes.

He was even afraid that Yang Xuanzhen would jump up to fight again, so he hastily circulated his mana and swept towards higher altitudes.

This young man is very difficult.

He is an elder of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, so it can be said that he is used to seeing all kinds of geniuses, but he has never encountered such a terrifying existence as Yang Xuanzhen.

Unheard of even.

Not only that, Yang Xuanzhen's claw just now almost broke the blood jade magic clothes on his body, which made him palpitate even more.

It must be known that the Blood Jade Demon Cloak is a real treasure.

Its refining is extremely difficult, but a piece of innate blood jade is used to temper it into 36 innate blood jade threads with secret methods.

In addition, 36 blood threads are interwoven into a garment embryo with the method of thread winding by thousands of spiders, supplemented by many materials such as Jinling Essence, Wanhaishen Sand, Red Flame Crystal, etc., to completely integrate into one body.

Then, a peerless power with the ninth level of supernatural power, the realm of the law of heaven and earth, spent endless painstaking efforts and a full twenty years of hard work to successfully refine it.

But this is only a preliminary refinement, and the blood jade magic clothes are still far from the level of treasures.

The most important step is that the Blood Jade Demon Clothes had been tempered for three full years in the "Purgatory Blood Pond", a superb Taoist tool of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, which made the blood jade clothes absorb a large amount of evil energy and the blood essence of ancient monks. In the end, it completely transformed into a treasure.

But even so, he was still easily defeated by Yang Xuanzhen, almost breaking through the defense.

It is conceivable how terrifying the physical body of this young man must have reached?

This kind of situation, the blood-clothed man has only seen in his life. He guessed that this child is definitely a peerless genius who was secretly cultivated at a high price by the Taiyi Sect.

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