Yin and Yang Taoist Code

On the boundless grassland, a group of monks were fighting for their lives.

"Kill, destroy the evil sect and teach me the right path!"

"What a right way, a bunch of hypocrites who are hypocritical and hypocritical!"

Stabbing his opponent to death with a sword, a young monk raised his arms and shouted: "Sons of the Nan family, we have been practicing righteous men for decades, and today is the time to use force! Come, follow me, Nan Chenzi, to kill all the Xu family The evil traitor is determined to defend the dignity of the Nan family to the death!"

"Swear to the death to defend the dignity of the Nan family!"

"Kill all the thieves!"

The monks of the Nan family shouted in unison, waving their weapons with all their might with fanatical expressions.

The long sword shakes off the blood on it. Nan Chenzi chooses a target and is about to move again, but suddenly feels a strong wind approaching. He quickly draws his sword to fight back, narrowly blocking the sword coming from behind.

"Xu Feng!"

Nan Chenzi gritted his teeth as he looked at the handsome young man who made a sneak attack. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been seriously injured by the opponent's sword just now.

Seeing that the sneak attack was fruitless, the well-dressed young man named Xu Feng smiled coldly, and before Nan Chenzi could adjust his stance, he struck again with a shake of his long sword.

"Xu Feng, you are despicable!" Nan Chenzi lost the opportunity and was immediately forced to fight by Xu Feng, whose cultivation level was not much different from his.

Hearing Nan Chenzi say that he was despicable, Xu Feng smiled coldly and kept his hands in his hands.

"Nan Chenzi, are you a three-year-old child? Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield, and you will do anything between life and death. How can you say that you are despicable!"

After trying his best to parry again and again, he finally took advantage of the moment when Xu Feng's moves became old and exhausted. Nan Chenzi stepped back, fending off the random ninjas around him, and looked at Xu Feng with an angry face.

"Your Xu family is full of evil cultivators, so you would do such despicable things as sneak attacks. If I don't kill you today, I, Nan Chenzi, will not be a human being!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Looking at Nan Chenzi who was attacking with his sword, Xu Feng was not afraid and sneered as he charged forward.

The two of them instantly fought together, focusing only on each other.

In this battle between the Nan family, a righteous family, and the Xu family, an evil family, Nan Chenzi and Xu Feng are the two people with the highest cultivation levels on this battlefield. They, who were both in the elixir formation stage, exerted their full strength, and their powerful momentum gradually forced the surrounding monks back, forming a battle circle that belonged exclusively to them.

The screams before death kept ringing, and the screams of serious injuries and disabilities echoed everywhere. Almost every moment, monks fell beside them, and the blood dyed the green grass red, but the two of them did not show any signs of death. Moved.

They are the highest fighting force on the battlefield here, and they are also the spiritual pillar of both sides. Their victory or defeat directly determines the success or failure of the battle. As long as the opponent is killed by the sword, the battle will basically be won.

Therefore, the two of them attacked with all their strength without any reservation, their swords and rays of light intertwined frequently, their spells continued to be fired, and all kinds of strange moves, dangerous moves, sinister moves and ghost moves were endless, and they used all kinds of tricks.

"Xu Feng, if you can't hold on any longer, you can call for help, and I, Nan Chenzi, will do the same!" A sword left a bloody gash on Xu Feng's body, and Nan Chenzi smiled proudly.

Xu Feng's face was gloomy, and he waved away his fellow disciples who came to help. He stretched out his hand to wipe the wound, and put his bright red finger to his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng's face gradually became ferocious.

"Blood, even if it's your own, the taste is so intoxicating!"

The scarlet tongue licked the blood on his fingers clean. Xu Feng felt as if he had taken a blasting pill. His flushed face was full of excitement, and he came to Nan Chenzi in an instant. He didn't even care about his own openings when opening and closing his moves, looking like he was going to fight to the death.

"Blood Drinking Demon Technique!" Nan Chenzi's face darkened as he recognized the strange technique that made Xu Feng become like this. It was the Xu family's clan-suppressing technique "Blood Drinking Demon Technique".

When practicing this skill, you need to use blood as a guide, and rely on sucking a large amount of blood containing spirituality to increase your skill.

If this skill is performed during combat, the performer will enter a state of madness, causing his mana to boil and feeling no pain all over his body. Not only that, this kind of skill will make people stronger as they fight, especially in this kind of chaotic battle. By sucking the blood of the opponent to strengthen themselves, the practitioner will be like an immortal madman until he fights to the point of death. It’s time to give up.

Because the practice of this skill was too bloody and weird, it was spurned by righteous people, and the Xu family was classified as an evil cultivator.

Seeing Xu Feng's crazy face with a nervous smile and a pair of red eyes full of desire for blood, Nan Chenzi's heart sank.

Seeing every move, Xu Feng did not defend at all but just attacked blindly. The attitude of exchanging injuries for injuries made Nan Chenzi feel helpless for a while and could only fight with exhaustion.

It's not that he doesn't dare to fight hard, but the other party's evil skills are too overbearing. Not only does he feel no pain, but he also absorbs the blood spilled from his own injuries to strengthen himself. He doesn't dare to fight with the other party in an attack-for-attack fight, which will only hurt him. A journey of life and death.

Just when he was thinking hard about how to deal with it, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the distant sky, and the sound was so loud that it temporarily drowned out the roar of the battlefield.

The monks who were fighting subconsciously slowed down their hands and looked towards where the sound came from, even the crazy Xu Feng and Nan Chenzi did the same.

Anyone who can fly in the air must be a monk at the god-refining stage or above, and one can imagine the cultivation level of the person who can make such a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Coincidentally, both parties retreated slightly and looked at the visitor with wary expressions.

They are all afraid that those who come are reinforcements from the other side.

The whistling sound became louder and louder, and not long after, a figure exuding infinite power appeared in the sky.

Looking at the gourd-shaped magic weapon under the visitor's seat, Xu Feng and Nan Chenzi both frowned and thought carefully about which master in the family who was in the god refining stage had a gourd magic weapon.

As the figure got closer and closer, among the whistling sounds, a somewhat immature but energetic voice came from afar.

"Stop, stop!"

"Rotten gourd, if you don't stop, I will burn you as firewood!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Uncle Gourd, I was wrong. Please be kind and spare my life!"

"Uncle Calabash, you must still have some energy left, right? As long as you stop, I will definitely find a female gourd to pair with you, so that you two can give birth to a group of little gourds!"

Listening to the messy words, Xu Feng and Nan Chenzi both had strange expressions on their faces. They glanced at each other and found that the other person also looked alert. It was obvious that the person coming might not belong to either of their sides.

"It seems that a person is a person of the righteous way or a cultivator of the evil way!" The two of them thought at the same time.

After endless calls, the "master" riding the gourd finally came nearby and hit the ground like a meteor falling from the sky.

The monks below discovered that the visitor did not stop, but directly hit him. The force that had not yet reached them and made them breathless immediately turned them into frightened birds, and they scattered and hid in all directions.

"I'm going, hide quickly!"

"Asshole, he didn't stop!"

"This is the evil scheming of evil thieves!!!"

"Bah, you hypocrites, you hypocrites, actually resorted to such extermination methods, and you dare to say that I am evil and cruel?!"

They hide quickly, but the gourd is faster. Before they could get far, the gourd fell down and hit the ground hard.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

After a loud noise, a large crater of dozens of feet appeared on the originally flat grassland, and a huge shock wave caused the surrounding monks to fall to one side. A few unlucky monks didn't have time to run away but got too close to the center of the impact, and turned into blood and mud without even making a sound.

The slope that sank all the way was covered with the flesh and blood of monks. A few monks who were lucky enough to survive lay in the bloody mud and continued to fuck, making the scene look like the end of the world.

Looking at the big pit with horror on their faces, all the monks present could tell at this time that this person was definitely not one of them, otherwise they would not kill everyone without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy.

After the dust settled, some bold monks slowly approached, wanting to see who had done such a tragic thing.

In the center of the pit, a big hole was dug into the ground. The dark hole was bottomless, making the monks standing at the edge of the pit feel chilled all over.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from it.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo((((w)ws/wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhwhwhhhhhhhhh!!!))

The monks were startled and couldn't help but take a few steps back. They thought to themselves that the roar was so frightening. The person who came was definitely not a kind person. I'm afraid it was really some vicious man-eating monster.

Nan Chenzi and Xu Feng also came to the edge of the pit, looking at the big black hole in the distance with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

They were highly cultivated and had good eyesight. The moment the gourd fell to the ground, they saw clearly that the person coming was definitely a human being and not some man-eating monster. At this time, they were all waiting silently, waiting for someone to come up and make plans after identifying friends and foes.

In front of everyone's attention, the miserable howl suddenly stopped, and a chubby little hand stretched out from the hole and touched the edge of the big hole.

"Come out!" The monks were shocked and subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

As they watched, another chubby little hand also stretched out. After a slight pause, the two chubby hands pushed hard, and a chubby little boy jumped out and sat on the ground.

The little boy had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his chubby little face was full of tears.

Looking at the sky, the little fat man shouted.

"Oh my God!!!!"

The monks were startled, wondering what was wrong with the child, but they saw him turning his head and looking around, with excitement on his face when he saw the monks watching.

With trembling cheeks, the little fat man asked tremblingly: "Human?"

What does it mean?

The monks looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what the little fat man said. Some monks with quick minds changed their expressions and screamed.

"He asked us if we were human. He was indeed a monster in human form. He wanted to eat people!!!!"

There was a loud uproar, and the monks retreated in unison. Some bold ones clenched their swords with vigilance on their faces, ready to deal with the "monster" attack at any time.

Ignoring the frightened monk, the little fat man cried and laughed, stroking the ground, picking up the soil on the ground, putting it to his mouth and smelling it vigorously, with a look of intoxication and excitement on his face.

Looking at the soil mixed with flesh and blood, the monks felt sick in their hearts, even the monks of the Xu family who practiced the "Blood-Drinking Demonic Art".

After all, they are human beings, and they only drink blood when their skills require it. It is absolutely unacceptable for a little fat man to be "hungry and thirsty" like he treats "food".

For a long time, the little fat man frowned, as if he disliked the "stale" flesh and blood in the soil. He stretched out his hand and threw it aside and howled again.

"Human world, this is the human world, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......

The excited words made all the monks change their expressions when they heard it.