495: C495 Hurt Murong Bailang

C495 Hurt Murong Bailang

That was because Murong Bailang had already refined everyone else into blood energy.

Murong Bailang took out a Genuine Qi hand and grabbed towards Mo Hentian.

"Pah! The little bastard's death is near at hand, and you still want to play tricks on me. When I take your secrets and break through to the next realm, no one in the entire Eastern Region will be able to be my opponent! When that time comes, I can …"

Mo Hentian spat and then gave a disdainful smile. In order to prevent Ye Xiaofan from escaping, he used even more strength in his hands. Just as he was about to grab Ye Xiaofan, Mo Hentian felt that his body was imprisoned.

"Who are you!"

Mo Hentian turned his head with difficulty, and seeing that Murong Bailang was covering his head with his Genuine Qi, he could not resist at all, causing him to exclaim in fear.

At most, Murong Bailang was an old man who knew how to use a blood sacrifice. He, Mo Hentian, was a dignified Sixth Level of Immortality Stage.

"Could it be …"

"You're right."

Ye Xiaofan's words confirmed Mo Hentian's thoughts.

"No!"

Mo Hentian widened his eyes. His heart was wrapped up in endless fear. He wanted to use Blood Escape to escape, but it was already too late.

"Bam!"

With a pinch from Murong Bailang's Genuine Qi, Mo Hentian's body exploded into a ball of Blood Fog and was sucked into the bottle by Murong Bailang.

With the Evil Blood Qi from the Sixth Level of Immortality Stage, the dark red bottle turned into a striking scarlet color.

Murong Bailang was in no hurry to make a move against Ye Xiaofan. He entered the protective magical formation to protect the mountain. To him, Ye Xiaofan was just like a little lamb that could be slaughtered at any time.

"It's just enough, or else I'll have to spend some effort …"

Murong Bailang revealed a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth. Then, a strong sense of crisis surged in his mind.

"Soul Extinguisher!"

When Murong Bailang crushed Mo Hentian, the three great swords in Ye Xiaofan's mind rushed out and sliced through the air in an instant.

"Swish! Swish!"

As the distance between them increased, the three swords became bigger and bigger.

Ye Xiaofan had also released the Spiritual Sense's attack. His face turned pale and his body felt weak.

Murong Bailang opened his Genuine Qi barrier, wanting to block the big sword's attack. But who knew, the big sword actually passed through the Genuine Qi barrier, and fiercely stabbed into his mind.

"Pfft!"

"How did you master the Spiritual Sense's attack!"

"Splash!"

Murong Bailang immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood. His face turned pale and the bottle in his hand fell to the ground. His soul was torn by the great sword to sixty-five percent.

Murong Bailang stared at Ye Xiaofan in disbelief as the aura on his body lowered. From his previous Half-step Incarnation, he dropped to the point where he was stuck between the ninth and tenth Immortality.

He originally thought that Ye Xiaofan was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but who knew that Ye Xiaofan had actually mastered a Spiritual Sense's attack.

The Spiritual Sense's attack that could only be used once they reached Incarnation Stage actually appeared in Ye Xiaofan's hand.1

It was a good thing that Ye Xiaofan's soul was not strong enough. Otherwise, that attack would have directly ripped his soul apart.

"Don't think that you'll be fine just because you hurt me. Even if I don't have the strength at the peak, it'll still be enough to crush you to death."

When Murong Bailang saw the paleness on Ye Xiaofan's face, he immediately knew that Ye Xiaofan's attack just now had consumed a huge amount of his soul energy.

Murong Bailang's pale old face immediately revealed a sneer. His eyes were full of conceit.

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