The First Cause of All Realms

Huhu!

Under the darkness of night, Yang Yufa ran wildly.

Every step was extremely forceful, and the soles of his feet hurt when he stomped, but only in this way could he slightly relieve the heat in his body.

Exchange blood, according to Old Man Wei, is not too dangerous, because the medicated baths before the blood change are the body's resistance to the medicinal power.

Yang Prison's understanding is drug resistance.

But at this moment, he felt the heat rushing from left to right in his body, like the heat flow of a wild horse, and he couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart:

Could it be because of this gluttonous cauldron?

"Could it be that I won't have drug resistance?"

A wave of heat higher than a wave made Yang Yu's mind a little fuzzy, gritted his teeth, he thought of running to North Street.

soon.

In the silent night, he saw a six-story building that was lit up, and there seemed to be sounds of jokes and singing.

"Yan Lai Lou..."

Yang Yu's face twitched, and he was no stranger to one of the three major gold-selling caves in Heishan City.

The heat in his body almost made him want to rush in, but he suppressed it.

It's not that he is a guarded person, it's just that the protection is too poor these days. Thinking of the famous Hualiu disease street in the outer city, he gave up the idea.

Instead, he stepped into the shadow of the alley, running to consume the surging heat in his body.

I don't know if it was an hour or two, and it was so dark that almost no one could be seen, so Yang Yu slowed down, feeling the heat flow in his body was fading.

"Hoo~"

In the shadow of the alley, Yang Prison was lying on the ground, his chest heaving and sweating, his whole body was red like a prawn.

The heat in his body was still there, but it was no longer scalding, wrapping his whole body, making him feel like he was soaking in a hot spring.

But this heat flow is no longer medicine, but his blood.

Exchange blood, it's done!

Joy was flowing in his heart, but Yang Yu, who was exhausted, just wanted to fall asleep.

I don't know how long I had been lying down before Yang Prison was able to rest, and his sore hands and feet were much better.

"Finally alive."

Yang Yu rolled over and sat up, just as he was about to sense the changes in his body after the successful blood exchange, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

"Um?"

Yang Prison retreated into the shadows, and he saw a small figure sneakily hiding at the door of a small courtyard.

"So far away, can I hear it?"

Yang Yuzheng was surprised when he saw that the door of the small courtyard was pulled open, and a tall and thin man walked out from the door.

The man was dressed in white, and when he walked out of the door, the moonlight just fell on his face.

"It's him?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat, wasn't this person the man in white who was suspected of following him that day?

The man in white straightened his clothes, patted the shoulder of the short man outside the door, and walked away.

After a while, Yang Prison couldn't hold back his curiosity. He approached quietly, put his ear to the wall, and heard the cry of a woman from inside the house.

And the man's low sobbing whispers.

"Flesh worship?"

Hearing the noisy cries in the house, Yang Yu felt a chill in his heart.

He had heard about the Liansheng Sect, but he never thought that there would be a body to worship.

Be a husband, ***.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yang Prison jumped up from the corner and looked back.

"So it's your kid? You're brave enough to follow me."

I saw the man in white sneering out of the shadows, looking at Yang Yu playfully, his eyes cold and surprised:

"I let you go, but you actually delivered it to the door yourself?"

"How did you discover me?"

Yang Yu felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he unconsciously touched his waist with his hand.

The broken knife is as long and short as a dagger. After learning the knife by himself, he never left his body day and night. This time he ran out without wearing any shoes, but the knife was still on his body.

Although he was on guard at this time, he was still eager to try.

Although he just changed blood, he has already found that his strength, speed, and reaction are much stronger than before.

At this time, the medicinal power in the body has not dissipated, and it is a good time to fight.

"Want to know?"

The man in white paced closer with a half-smile.

Zheng~

Before he could finish speaking, the two had already collided with each other, swords facing each other, in no particular order.

"Ah!"

With a strange cry, the man in white took a step back and swung his arms, leaving blood dripping.

Not far from the opposite side, Yang Yu stumbled to the ground, his wrists were numb, and he was sure in his heart.

The man in white is a lot stronger than him, but it's not yet to the point where he can't fight.

"He also changed blood?"

While Yang Yu was in shock, he stepped on his feet and waved his broken knife, venting the scorching heat in his body.

"I underestimated you!"

The man in white screamed in anger, that he was actually injured?

Even though he spent a lot of energy just now, his legs and feet were a little sore.

But he still remembers that this kid seems to have only started the medicinal bath two months ago, and now he can actually hurt himself?

"Little beast."

The man in white had gloomy eyes, and when he saw Yang Yu rushing with a knife, he twisted his body and met him with a dagger.

He thought that he was just careless, how old is this little thing, his heart is fierce, and his dagger is fierce.

What shocked him was.

This kid looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is more calm than the old man, although he can't hurt himself for a while.

But he couldn't kill him for a while.

"Wang Wang Wang ~"

The fight between the two alarmed the neighborhood, the dogs barked one after another, and there was a fire.

The man in white was anxious, and when the swords intersected again, once he turned back, he would run away.

"Is he going to run away? Or..."

Thoughts flashed in Yang Yu's mind, but he was still a little anxious.

If he ran away, it would be a big problem.

Lianshengjiao, he can't afford to offend him now.

Immediately speeding up, he swung the broken knife more quickly, but he didn't want the man in white to suddenly turn back, and when he stepped forward, the short sword was already pointed at his chest.

This sword came so fast that Yang Yu heard the sound of 'woo woo' breaking into the wind.

With a mind in his heart, he stepped back, and the broken knife also returned to defense.

"You can't stop it!"

The man in white sneered, the dagger faster.

"die!"

Although he was shocked that this kid had successfully exchanged blood, his swordsmanship was surprisingly good.

But in the end, a half-old child, even if he practiced well, he was afraid that he had never fought anyone to the death.

"Um?!"

But the next moment, his face changed greatly, and he felt that his feet suddenly slipped, and the dagger suddenly deviates, leaving only a shallow sword mark on Yang Yu's arm.

"what?"

The man in white looked at it in astonishment, only to find that iron beads were scattered all over the ground.

The night was dark, and he didn't see it.

when? !

He was furious in his heart, Yang Yuna had just slashed at his arm, but now it has come towards his chest.

"Little beast!"

The man in white roared wildly, his blood was surging, his skin and even his eyes glowed red.

"This is?"

Yang Yu was startled, and saw the man in white abandon his sword and return his arms, with his hands crossed on his chest.

"what!"

Between the blood spray~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Prison took a step back.

I saw that the man in white had already jumped up from the ground, and at the same time as he was screaming wildly, a fierce headbutt was already hitting his face.

This eruption was so fast that Yang Prison didn't even have time to react, so he only had time to take a step back.

He was hit on the chest by this fierce headbutt.

"Pfft!"

Yang Yu only felt the heat in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After receiving this blow, Yang Yu felt ruthless in his heart.

With a flip of his wrist, he held the knife in his back, and pulled it ruthlessly in front of him, cutting the throat of the man in white who was about to hit it again.

Then he pushed forward violently!

Poof!

The ferocious head fell back, and the headless chest spurted out, a foot high and low.

Sprinkled all over the ground,

Sprinkled all over!

"died…"

Prisoner Yang let out a long sigh, and a tingling pain occurred in his chest.

Not bothering to check the injury, he hurried forward to search, and before he had time to look, he picked up the dagger and was about to leave.

The movement of the two of them fighting just now was not small, and I was afraid that the yamen guarding the night would be disturbed soon.

"Old Man Wei's method of beheading, you have learned not bad."

In the darkness of night, a figure stopped in front of him.

Yang Yu clenched his sword tightly and saw the person coming through the faint moonlight, his face could not help but be stunned:

"Wang catch the head?!"

Under the moonlight, the person who came was wearing a gray-black body with a bunt and a knife on his waist. He was as tall and big as an iron tower.

But it was Wang Fobao, who was supposed to be seriously injured and bedridden.

Wang Fobao's eyes froze, and he glanced at the headless corpse on the ground before he landed on Yang Yu, who was covered in blood. He couldn't hear the joy or anger in his words:

"What do you have to say about the stolen goods this time?"

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