Return Of The Demon Emperor

The Yang Haozi is back.

He was kicked by Hua Yucai before. He thought he would be seriously injured and died, but he actually came back.

I came back this time, but it was a little... elegant.

I saw that the sheep's hair was broken, her long hair was messy, and she was wearing a red robe, standing proudly in the wind.

Seeing this scene, Hua Yucai was in a daze.

He felt as if he had seen this look somewhere...

"Wu Dao Child?"

Yes, Yang Haozi's figure is very much now The painter Sect Founder Wu Dao Child in the portrait!

What kind of despicable character, what is insignificant, only that elegant part is a real painter.

At this moment, Yang Haozi has found himself.

This appearance was the reason that attracted him to be a painter in the first place!

"Hehe, can you increase cultivation base by changing your clothes? I squeeze you to death as if you only need one finger."

With Huayucai’s cultivation base, squeeze the cultivation base. Zizhen is as easy as blowing off dust.

But at this time, Yang Haozi is really different.

I saw Yang Haozi's wrist dripping with blood, and the blood flowed into his fingertips, in a very strange state.

"Hua Yucai, I think I was wrong before."

"Oh? Hehe, do you know that you are wrong, okay, then you will kill your discipline yourself. "

"No, what I said wrong is that I forgot the painter's original intention."

Hua Yucai was taken aback, and he thought what Yang Haozi was going to do.

Next, Yang Haozi continued: "Is it useful to paint those talisman? It's a shame for the painter."

"Hehe, just know that your painter is a shame."

"So, today I will let you see and see the real painter, and also let you see the last dignity of my Yang Haozi!"

"If you attack with all your strength, you can't hurt me even a bit. What's the use of clamoring here?"

"Can't I hurt you a bit?"

Yang Haozi changed his words: "Today, let you see the strongest painting technique, Bi Xue Dan Qing!"

Suddenly, Hua Yucai was a little nervous.

"What! You have cultivated into a blue blood pill!"

As the head of the Hundred Schools of Classics, of course Hua Yucai knew that the painter had such a skill.

But in his impression, the so-called Pill of Blood has long been lost, why can Yang Haozi learn it?

In fact, what Huayu didn't know was that every painter didn't need to learn, and anyone who joined the painter Sect would be able to learn how to do it.

Because the so-called Jade Blood Danqing uses his own blood to paint, this is the strongest painting technique!

Yang Haozi whispered: "Take the sky as the paper, the remnant body as the pen, and the green blood as the material!"

"In the name of the painter, don't fall into the ambition of Sect Founder! "

While speaking, Yang Haozi started painting in the air with the blood flowing to his fingertips.

Anyone who can see it will know that this may be the last glory of Yang Haozi.

Once he runs out of blood, he is dead.

No wonder the so-called Jade Blood Pill will be lost because a painter can only use it once in his life!

This sheep has come to death!

Soon, a lifelike blood dragon appeared in the air, and Yang Haozi pointed his finger, and the blood dragon moved towards Hua Yucai and attacked.

Hua Yu was not paying attention and was hit by this blood dragon!

"Draw a bleeding dragon soaring into the sky with one stroke, and then draw a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses!"

Then I saw Yang Haozi draw a lot of gold out of thin air with his own blood Ge Tiema, all scarlet!

People who know a little bit of calligraphy and painting soon exclaimed: "This is "The Battle of Chu and Han". He actually painted the battle of Chu and Han with blood!"

Yang Haozi was painting in the air elegantly. He really painted how Liu Bang Xiang Yu and the two armies were facing each other.

After that, those Jin Ge iron horses moved towards Su Jiner and the others rushed away.

Originally, a large number of scholastic dísciples wanted to come and kill Su Jiner and the others, but at this brief moment, the blood-colored soldiers suddenly appeared to disperse them all!

"Ah...what is this?"

"Why are there so many fighters!"

Every warrior made of blood is trying his best Protecting Li Ling's friends, such a scene of magnificent army with thousands of men and horses really scared the scholastic dísciple.

Some people are unlucky and have been killed by the scarlet warrior. In just a short while, those dísciples have been killed and injured more than half.

What's more, scared witless directly.

This is the formidable power of Jade Blood Pill!

This is battle at all costs!

Hua Yucai felt terrified even after being injured. He naturally knew how terrifying Yang Haozi's battle method was with the green blood pill.

Which fool would fight in this way of burning his life?

Ke Yang Haozi still ignores it.

He drew arrows like rain in the air again, then drew Thunder Wanjun, and even drew three million li rivers and mountains!

"Hua Yucai! I used my blood to protect the painter's glory!"

At this moment, Yang Haozi was already pale.

Draw that many things one after another. How about a few pounds of blood in his body?

At this time, even he has reached the limit.

Crimson’s arrow rain, crimson’s thunder, and crimson’s rivers and mountains all attacked Hua Yucai.

The scent of ink is permeated throughout the entire sect. It turns out that the blood of Yang Haozi doesn't have any bloody smell, and some are just the smell of red ink.

Gutong County is already boiling, and all cultivators are moving towards Baijiajingyuan.

Beitang Zhixue and his son, Beitangzhi, were drinking tea. It was terrifying to see the blood pouring down.

"Father, what the hell is going on?"

"Weird, it's weird. I have never seen such a move in my life. Where is fighting? It's desperate! "

In the small courtyard, Mrs. Jiu is taking care of Liu Ruyan, and the two of them also saw this scene.

"Look, grandma, there seems to be something wrong in the scholastic hospital?"

The wine woman didn't even hold the medicine bowl, she hurriedly said: "Who forced the sheep to such a degree, He can actually use the green blood pill!"

"The green blood pill? What is that?"

"It's a painter's skill!"

Southeast of the city, Cui Family compound.

The prefect Cui Anmin has been reprimanding his ineffective son for the past few days, and the same is true today, but their Cui Family is also attracted by the various scenes of those scarlets.

"The sect is out of business, I don’t know how many people will die today!" Cui Anmin stroked his beard and ordered: "Hurry up and wait for people around the sect. We can go in and clean up after they have finished the fight."

"Yes."

In the Flying Eagle Guard, Jiang Qiu has been gloomy for several days.

"Report that the black eagle made Lord Jiang! Somehow in the Baijiajingyuan, suddenly someone was using the painter's stunt, the blue blood!"

"What!!" Jiang Qiu jumped in fright. He got up: "Quick! Go and see if there is anything wrong with Sir Li!"

This battle shocked Gu Tong.

Hua Yucai has also been riddled with scars, but he is not too scared.

"Yang Haozi, you are very strong now, I can only avoid your sharp edge, but how much blood can you use to paint! When your blood dries, I can still kill your painter!"

At this moment, Yang Haozi is already face pale.

He, who was originally suspended in the air, began to sink slowly.

"Good apprentice, I have done my best as a teacher..."