Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

In a very hidden bush with dense vegetation, Xue Ling grabbed Duan Ning with one hand and vomited blood.

At this time, he no longer looked like a three-meter-tall scary little giant, but had turned into a normal human figure. Almost everything in his body was torn during the transformation, leaving only extremely elastic pants.

On Xue Ling's skin, the criss-crossed cracked skin looked like it had been delayed. It was too miserable to look at, and the breath was also very weak.

If he had not used his remaining soul power to stop the flow of blood, the blood loss caused by the wound at this time would have made him weak and died.

Beside him, Duan Ning had passed out, with a lingering look of fear on his face.

"After swallowing this kid, my strength will be restored in a short period of time, and I won't have to be so cautious."

Xue Ling knew his current state.

Very bad.

The Blood Demon Explosion gave him the power to break through the combined efforts of the five demon hunting knights, but the price was weakness that would last for several weeks. During this period, if the blood was not absorbed as quickly as possible to allow the Blood Demon Snake to recover.

He would have to use some means to deal with ordinary Soul Lords.

"If there were more people like this who are born with strong bodies and abundant energy and blood, our Holy Snake Sect would have replaced Wuhun Palace long ago."

When he thought of Wuhun Palace, Xue Ling had a stern look on his face.

"Sooner or later, I will kill the Wuhun Palace."

After venting the pent-up emotions in his heart, Xue Ling looked at Duan Ning who was knocked unconscious by him, licked his tongue, and a look of greed appeared on his face.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the remaining soul power barely condensed into the shadow of a small red snake.

Under the control of Xue Ling, the little red snake slowly and tremblingly climbed up to Duan Ning's heart, completely without the arrogant attitude it had when it was 30 meters long.

After climbing up to Duan Ning's heart, Xue Ling looked solemn and closed his eyes slightly.

All blood demon snakes are produced from the evil transformation of the nine-headed blood demon snakes by Xu Long, the leader of the Holy Snake Sect [Xu Lun made a typo earlier]. They come with their own first soul skill, which is to allow them to evil souls. The key soul skill for the teacher's rapid growth.

The first soul skill: blood refining!

Xue Ling concentrated his attention on the Blood Demon Snake and controlled it to drill into Duan Ning's heart.

At the same time, two strong winds suddenly hit his face and shot straight into Xue Ling's eyes.

Xue Ling reacted quickly. As soon as he sensed the crisis, his expression changed and he turned his head sharply.

But because a lot of attention was focused on the Blood Demon Snake, it was still a little slow in the end.

puff!

Some blood spilled into the air, accompanied by a howl of pain.

"Ah, who is it! My eyes, I want to kill you!"

Xue Ling covered his right eye and died angrily.

There was blood flowing out from between his fingers and cheek. It can be imagined that his right eye must have been completely blind.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, both eyes would have been blinded at this time, and he would have been slaughtered.

Yang Jian secretly thought it was a pity.

He said nothing, hid in the canopy of dense leaves, and flicked his finger again.

call out!

Pebbles with sharp edges pierced the air, and the attack angle was quite fierce, and they were all shot towards Xue Ling's remaining eye.

The power contained in it caused Xue Ling's expression to constantly change.

"Martial soul possessed!"

After using the ability belonging to the beast spirit, the blood demon snake that was lying on Duan Ning's heart and had already penetrated half of it disappeared. Then the aura on Xue Ling's body barely grew, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils. There are also more scales on the body surface.

Dang, Dang, Dang...

Pebbles fell to the ground behind him.

But Xue Ling's face was inevitably scratched with some small wounds.

At the same time, he smiled ferociously at where Yang Jian was and shouted, "I found you! I'm injured, and not just any cat or dog can bully me!"

The second soul skill, bone-corroding blood mist!

His soul power at this time could only support the soul skills of the first few soul rings, and due to the severe physical injuries and the lack of soul power, his strength was far inferior to that of his heyday.

A blood-colored mist with a diameter of several meters spat out from Xue Ling's mouth and headed straight for Yang Jian.

On the other side, Yang Jian looked cautiously and stared at Xue Ling closely.

After all, he is a Soul Saint. Even if he is injured, he still needs to go all out.

At this moment, a faint sound of waves sounded on Yang Jian's body. This was not the real sound of waves, but the sound produced by the rolling flow of qi and blood in his body.

The powerful qi and blood gained from quenching blood five times, coupled with the improvement caused by the simultaneous burst of qi and blood seeds, made Yang Jian's body as strong as a humanoid ferocious beast.

boom!

The thick tree trunk exploded under Yang Jian's step.

Along with the broken sawdust and fallen leaves all over the sky, Yang Jian's body was like an eagle with spread wings, flying over the blood mist. While avoiding the attack, he approached Xue Ling's weak body.

At the same time, a large amount of internal force mixed with qi and blood flowed and compressed towards the edge of the palm, turning the edge of Yang Jian's palm red, like a red-hot iron, revealing the sharp and scorching power.

The Miracle of Yanyang·Burning Fire Knife!

To deal with soul masters who are relatively fragile, this powerful martial skill can surprise and kill with one hit, and Yang Jian likes to use it very much.

Below, Xue Ling raised his head in disbelief, his eyes a little stunned.

Because in his field of vision, there was a child who looked to be no more than six or seven years old. However, his eyes were sharp and he was not like a normal child at all.

And this moment of shock also caused Xue Ling to lose the opportunity to continue struggling.

Yang Jian's figure fell, and he slashed away from left to right with a palm.

puff!

Because the body was tense, the extremely high blood pressure pushed Xue Ling's blood, spurting out from his neck like a fountain, dyeing Yang Jian's body red, making him look like a little devil.

Gululu...... Dahao's head fell to the ground, and its vertical pupils gradually turned back into normal eyes.

It also reflected Yang Jian's figure standing with his hands slanted, and his young, handsome, but calm face.

"It is said that after a person is beheaded, his consciousness will remain awake for a period of time."

"But I don't know if it's true or not."

Yang Jian looked down at Xue Ling's head, grinned, and said, "Some time ago, I killed a woman with the same martial spirit as you."

"I used the same trick I used against you just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian saw Xue Ling's eyes move slightly, and he could vaguely see the anger and unwillingness in them.

In addition, his lips also twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Yang Jian knelt down and said in surprise: "It seems that statement is true."

Perhaps it was the specialness of the Blood Demon Snake martial spirit, coupled with Xue Ling's own strength, that even if he was beheaded, he did not die immediately. Instead, he glared at Yang Jian, but the look in his eyes became weaker and weaker. It is estimated that it will completely dissipate within a few dozen seconds.

Yang Jian sat down next to his head and sighed: "Life is such a wonderful journey."

"You can gain knowledge, enjoy the scenery, weather the wind and rain, and travel with beauty...but at the moment of death, this journey will come to an abrupt end. Wonderful, yet fragile.”

"You went on a rampage in Notting City and took away so many lives."

"Then have you ever thought that your life, like the people who died by your hands, will flow away like sand from the hands of others?"

Xue Ling couldn't reply to Yang Jian's question, but just by looking at the unwillingness and hatred in his eyes, Yang Jian knew that this guy had no remorse for killing innocent people.

Yang Jian is not a kind person, but he is very disgusted and disgusted by Xue Ling's behavior of killing innocent people.

He stretched out his palm and covered the top of Xue Ling's head.

A trace of burning internal energy burst out and entered Xue Ling's brain.

At the same time, the eyes on that pale face suddenly popped out, and the face twitched violently.

After a few seconds of endless purgatory, Xue Ling's expression froze, and the breath of life completely dissipated.

Immediately, Yang Jian looked down at the blood-stained clothes and planned to go to the river to wash them before returning to the city.

But at this moment, Duan Ning's eyelids trembled. He woke up from a coma because he lost the control of the Blood Zero Soul Skill, and felt a tearing pain in his heart.

After thinking about the situation he was in before he fell into coma, Duan Ning screamed and jumped up.

When he lowered his head again, he saw the headless body and Yang Jian who looked like a demon covered in blood.

Duan Ning had never seen such a scene before. His expression froze, he staggered back and accidentally fell down.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Xue Ling's head with a distorted face, and those eyes that were staring straight at him.

Duan Ning took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream like a frightened girl.

"what!"

It startled a wave of birds on the nearby treetops.

Next to him, Yang Jian frowned and looked at Duan Ning after he woke up, with a hesitant look on his face.

Obviously, this guy saw what he looked like.............

The sharp scream also made him a little upset. After thinking briefly for a few seconds, an idea that he had had before emerged from Yang Jian's mind.

"Stop calling, it's me."

A hoarse sound like rusty metal pieces rubbing against each other came from Yang Jian's mouth.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and hit Duan Ning's throat a few inches below the throat like lightning. The location of the dumb point. Although he had not learned formal acupuncture martial arts, the knowledge of acupoints was mentioned in martial arts secret books. And many more, related to the operation of the technique.

Yang Jian can still tap common acupuncture points.

Next to him, Duan Ning couldn't scream and opened his eyes.

After gradually coming back to his senses, he recalled the familiar voice made by Yang Jian, and then looked at those familiar calm eyes. His face was slightly startled, and his eyes became more and more excited.

His lips were moving again and again, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Seeing this, Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "Calm down first, and then I will untie your dumb hole."

He could tell that Duan Ning had already entered the first level of Nine Yang Magic, and he must know what the dumb point he was talking about was.

Duan Ning blinked and realized that he was speechless.

He closed his eyes, took a long breath, and then inhaled deeply. After doing this for several times, he opened his eyes. The excitement on his face had stabilized.

Yang Jian used another finger to untie Duan Ning's dumb hole.

"Teacher! You gave me martial arts and you have given me the gift of reincarnation."

"I really don't know how to thank you for saving me from evil people this time and saving my little life."

With a puff, he knelt down directly to Yang Jian and spoke sincerely.

Although Yang Jian's face is that of a very good-looking child, Duan Ning has also read some anecdotes and biographies, and knows that there are some old monsters who like to dress up as children and play in the world.

Such characters are generally very powerful.

The guy who fell next to Yang Jian, caught him like a chicken, and killed many people along the way, isn't this an example of proof?

The old and hoarse voice is also proof.

Yang Jian touched his chin, grinned, and said, "You don't know how to thank me, but I do."

"It just depends on whether you are willing or not."

Duan Ning raised his head and said solemnly: "Please tell me, my benefactor, as long as I can do it, I will never give up."