Keeper of the Tomb of the Gods

"Boy! Do you really think that this sect master is capable?"

"Otherwise? Don't run away if you have the guts! Let me beat you!"

"You bastard! I'll let you see today, the master's blood-tyrannical skill!" Hearing Tang San's arrogant and bloody roar.

He pumped up his energy and blood with all his strength, and his cultivation base in the late stage of Guiyuan Realm skyrocketed in an instant, directly breaking through to the peak of Guiyuan Realm.

The power of full energy and blood enveloped Ba Xue's whole body, and the terrifying breath fluctuated, rolling up the wind and sand on the ground.

After the long knife was slowly lifted by Ba Xue, a terrifying bloody light enveloped the blade.

A blood-red vitality mask enveloped Ba Xuezhou's back, and he charged Tang San directly with a loud shout.

Amidst the clanging sounds, Tang San couldn't help being stunned, he found that Tyrant Blood's long knife was actually no match for his big iron hammer.

The defensive mask on Ba Xue's body doesn't seem to be weaker than his Blood Fiend battle suit.

When Tang San used the sledgehammer, he also sneaked up on Ba Xue several times, even with the sudden use of bone spurs, he couldn't pierce his defensive cover.

The tyrant blood that can release sword energy has caused Tang San a lot of trouble, but fortunately his blood demon battle clothes are not weak in defense.

The sword qi that was cut out by Ba Xue with all its strength was resisted by the Blood Fiend's battle clothes.

"Little brother, hold on! Baxue has used a secret method, so he can't hold on for too long."

"The defensive shield on his body is a body shield that can only be condensed by the strong in the Guiyuan realm, and it needs to consume a lot of vitality."

"As long as the vitality in his body is exhausted, he will definitely die!"

At this time, Fan Yang, who was watching the battle not far away, couldn't help shouting to remind Tang San.

"Damn! It seems that I can hold on for a long time!" Hearing Fan Yang's words, Tang San couldn't help cursing with a dark expression.

He also became so vigorous after taking drugs, and if the beating continued like this, Tang San himself would have to burp his fart before the Tyrant's blood was exhausted.

"What are you doing in a daze! Let's go together! Use your housekeeping skills to tease him!"

"You watch the show again! Believe it or not, I will turn around and run away!"

Seeing Fan Yang who had no intention of going forward to help, Tang San couldn't help roaring.

"Forehead"

Fan Yang was speechless immediately, he directly ignored Tang San's attitude towards him.

He originally planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, but he didn't expect the other party to speak harshly. Fan Yang was really afraid that Tang San would leave in one go.

So, he didn't care about hiding, and instantly activated the bronze body kung fu with a loud roar.

He only cultivated the copper body skill to the third level, and under the blessing of three brass-colored halos, his cultivation instantly soared to the peak of the Guiyuan state.

"Let's go together! Kill him!" Fan Yang roared and rushed towards Baxue.

"Fuck you, uncle!" With a domineering roar, he slashed at Fan Yang with a single knife.

Then he did not forget to bribe Tang San and said: "Brother! How about helping me?"

"As long as you help me kill Fan Yang, I will hand over the position of deputy head of the Bloody Clothes Sect to your Excellency."

"How about giving all the treasures and storage bags on my body to Xiongtai?"

"Good guy!" Tang San thumped Ba Xue's iron hammer, and couldn't help but pause.

Tyrant Blood is willing to spend his capital, and he can even hand over the position of Deputy Sect Master.

But Tang San doesn't believe in Tyrant Blood, and it's useless for him to be the deputy head of the Blood Cloth Sect.

Amidst the loud roar, Fan Yang and Ba Xue fought together.

"Brother! You just need to help me kill that bastard Baxue, and I will give you the position of chief envoy."

"You can choose whatever you want from the treasure house of my county government."

"Shameless! How dare you learn how to bribe me!"

When Ba Xue heard the conditions offered by Fan Yang, he immediately lost his composure, and cursed angrily!

"It's up to you! You have shamed yourself as the deputy head of the sect, and you still dare to speak of me!"

"Old thief Fan! I won't hack you to death today! My surname is not Ba!"

"Aren't you surnamed Blood?"

"My surname is your uncle"

Tang San stared in astonishment at Fan Yang and Ba Xue who were crazily fighting together.

Both of them fired real fire, almost bloody, and the sword was fatal.

"How about I sit for a while?" Tang San couldn't help thinking strangely!

"Ahem!" But coughing up a mouthful of blood, he sensed that the breath in his body began to explode again.

Tang San was like burning his butt, roaring and charging towards Ba Xue.

"Bang bang bang! Boom boom boom!" He stopped listening to Ba Xue's nonsense, picked up the big hammer and beat Ba Xue in a burst.

The big iron hammer was raging like a tiger, every blow of Tang San hit Tyrant Xue's head, frightening him to dodge again and again.

Fan Yang saw Tang San wielding a big hammer, waving his afterimage like playing.

He was very worried that Tang San would accidentally hurt him, so he quickly backed away a little.

Gradually, the situation of the battle turned into Tang San swinging the big hammer, frantically chasing the hammer to smash Baxue.

Fan Yang couldn't intervene, so he could only conduct sneak attacks from the sidelines.

Gritting his teeth domineeringly, but no matter what he said, Tang San turned a deaf ear to it, so he could only dodge the attacks again and again.

It was obviously impossible for Tang San to maintain a high level of consumption all the time, as long as he persisted, the dawn of victory would eventually belong to Ba Xue.

It's just that Ba Xue soon discovered that Tang San, who was originally chaotic and haphazardly hammered, seemed to have gradually gained a sense of order.

Amidst several roars, Tang San's big iron hammer hit the vitality shield outside Ba Xue's body.

Although there were bursts of ripples every time, they just couldn't break through Baxue's vitality shield defense.

Tang San didn't care, at this moment he entered a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm of enlightenment.

There is mystery in that big hammer, after he increased the speed of hammering the hammer countless times.

In the dazzling phantom, he saw human figures flashing past one after another.

The figure seemed to be demonstrating a kind of beating method, and the moment Tang San realized the beating method, he understood that the beating method was called the crazy devil's thirteen beatings.

As the beating method was gradually remembered by Tang San, he gradually became proficient from the original unfamiliarity.

Tang San suddenly closed his eyes, and the speed of the swaying hammer became slower and slower, gradually like a turtle's speed.

Ba Xue retreated not far away, gasped for a few rough breaths, looked at Tang San wielding the big hammer with his eyes closed, couldn't help frowning.

The speed at which Tang San swung the sledgehammer was so slow that it could be called turtle speed.

"Is that kid cheating! Playing tricks? Or is he exhausted?"

Looking at Tang San who closed his eyes and swung the big hammer, Ba Xue couldn't help but his eyes flickered.

But he didn't dare to take risks alone, so he turned his gaze to the Great Elder who was watching the battle blankly in the distance.

The Great Elder, who was watching the battle, saw Ba Xue cast his eyes on him and motioned to him, so he, being old and cunning, naturally understood Ba Xue's meaning in seconds.

He was a little reluctant and felt that it was a little risky, but the current situation was changing rapidly, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

The Great Elder dashed out in an instant, without giving the right protector at the side time to react, he slashed at Tang San with his sword.

"Little brother, be careful!" Fan Yang yelled to remind Tang San, and at the same time rushed to him to rescue him.

"Your opponent is me!" Ba Xue let out a loud shout, already wary of Fan Yang.

So the moment Fan Yang rushed towards Tang San, Ba Xue immediately stopped him.