The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

"One Qigong 8th stage peak, two Qigong 8th stage middle stage, five Qigong 7th stage!" Chen Fan looked at this group of people, his eyes suddenly shrank.

Although he was not weak, he could fight with Qi Zong masters like Sun Wenshan, but two fists could not beat four hands.

Moreover, these people were full of murderous aura, and it was obvious that they were ruthless and hard to mess with.

However, although he was slightly afraid in his heart, he was not afraid.

"You guys called me for something?" Chen Fan asked indifferently.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense and follow us." The leading Qigong 8th stage peak man said indifferently.

He saw from a distance that Chen Fan put away a flashing thing, which was obviously a treasure.

But he didn't say it now, lest Chen Fan would not follow them if he was desperate.

After all, he had recognized the skinned golden armored rhinoceros.

Being able to kill the golden armored rhinoceros, even if Chen Fan is only at the seventh stage of Qigong cultivation, his strength is not weak, and they may not be able to stop Chen Fan from escaping.

"Where are you going?" Chen Fan frowned.

"Come with us to see the Blood-clothed Young Master." The leading man said coldly.

Chen Fan wanted to refuse.

But seeing the cold eyes of this group of people, with murderous intent and ferocious looks, if he refused, he would probably be besieged immediately.

Although he was not afraid, it would not be easy to escape.

In addition, he also wanted to see who this so-called 'Blood-clothed Young Master' was?

"Okay, I'll go with you, lead the way." Chen Fan nodded.

The group rushed towards the distance.

However, Chen Fan walked in the middle of the group, and it was obvious that the group was afraid that Chen Fan would suddenly run away.

Chen Fan smiled coldly in his heart, and he wanted to see what the group of people were doing.

Several people went straight to a valley more than ten miles away.

Before entering the valley, the bloody smell rushed out of the valley, making people sick.

"Boy, hurry in!"

At this time, these people finally showed their ferocious fangs. A man with Qigong level 7 pushed Chen Fan and scolded him.

Chen Fan frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he did not attack, but stepped into the valley.

As soon as he entered the valley, Chen Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The valley was not big, and the end could be seen at a glance.

In the innermost part, there was a huge blood pool, with rolling blood and blood bubbles, making the surrounding air dyed with blood color and turned into blood mist.

Next to the blood pool, there were figures.

However, these figures were tied up, kneeling on the ground, their necks were cut, and blood gushed into the blood pool.

In addition to these people, there was a layer of white bones piled up around.

All human bones, densely packed.

Some of the bones were black, and it was obvious that they had been dead for an unknown period of time.

In the center of the blood pool, blood condensed into a blood altar.

A young man with a weird face sat on the blood altar, wearing a blood-stained robe, and a large amount of blood and qi was swallowed by him.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan's heart twitched fiercely.

How could he not see that this young man in blood-stained robes was practicing with human blood.

There were bones all over the ground, and no one knew how many people had been killed.

Chen Fan could even feel that there was resentment gathering in this valley. Perhaps after decades or hundreds of years, these resentments would evolve into resentful spirits.

"Huh? Why did you only catch one person back?"

The young man in blood-stained robes on the blood altar opened his eyes at this time, looked at Chen Fan, and then dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and said coldly.

"My lord, there are very few people around, and only this one person was caught. If we search and capture a large number of people, it is likely to attract the attention of the four major sects." The leading man responded respectfully.

The blood-stained man was obviously the Blood-stained Young Master. He frowned slightly and said, "Bring him here. It's better than nothing."

"Yes."

"Boy, hurry up. It's your blessing to be the blood-stained young master in your eight lifetimes!" The man with Qigong 7th stage pushed him hard again and scolded him.

"Blood-stained?"

Chen Fan didn't know at this moment that this group of people were catching people around and then brought them here to kill them, collecting blood for the Blood-stained Young Master to practice.

He also became the blood-stained young master.

However.

"Swish!"

Chen Fan suddenly turned around, with the Fengsha sword in his hand, turning into a shocking lightning, and directly slashed the face of the Qigong 7th stage man who pushed him, directly slashing him in half.

"Unbeatable King Fist!"

At the same time, he turned into two heads and four arms.

Three of the arms played the "Unbeatable King Fist", and in an instant, three people were blown up on the spot, without even time to react.

"Die!"

In a flash, Chen Fan slashed at the man at the peak of the eighth stage of Qigong who had just reacted.

However, this man was extremely experienced. In an instant, he blocked Chen Fan's fatal sword with one palm, and his body retreated wildly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three more explosions sounded, and two men at the seventh stage of Qigong were blown up, and one man at the eighth stage of Qigong was seriously injured.

In the blink of an eye, five of the eight people died and two were seriously injured.

Only one man at the middle stage of the eighth stage of Qigong reacted in time and retreated dozens of meters in an instant, but he was also scared.

Chen Fan did not chase him.

He had already seen that the blood-clothed young man was a strong man of Qi Zong, and his aura was much stronger than Sun Wenshan. He was practicing with human blood here, and he was afraid that he was trying to impact the Yuanfu realm.

Immediately, he performed the "Shadow Step" and turned around and ran.

After killing so many of Bloody Young Master's minions, it would be difficult for Bloody Young Master to catch people to practice.

"Looking for death!"

At this moment, Bloody Young Master also reacted.

Seeing that five of his men were killed in an instant, and even the strongest man had a palm cut off and was seriously injured, he was furious.

His breath burst out at once, and the blood altar under him exploded directly, and all the people around the blood pool exploded, and their bones were blown into powder.

The Bloody Young Master jumped up and walked in the air.

Running in the air, he suddenly chased Chen Fan, and a blood-colored long whip appeared in his hand. All the vitality was condensed and whipped out in the air.

"Blood Shadow Whip!"

The Qigong practiced by this Bloody Young Master was extraordinary and very profound, at least it was Xuan-level Qigong, turning the blood shadow into a long whip, like a blood dragon and blood snake, whipping the void and winding towards Chen Fan.

The blood whip broke through the air and whistled, like a monkey crying in the middle of the night, the tragic sound was indescribable.

Chen Fan turned around and swung his sword.

Thunder broke through the air and collided with the blood shadow whip, and his body staggered immediately. A violent force rushed over, shaking his arms and numbness.

"So powerful!"

Chen Fan said in his heart.

They were both in the Qi Zong realm, but the strength of this Blood Clothes Young Master was many times stronger than Sun Wenshan. With a whip, he almost let the Fengsha Sword fly out of his hand.

"This Blood Clothes Young Master has reached the peak of the Qi Zong realm. He has practiced advanced Qigong. I'm afraid his identity is not simple. His strength is stronger than that of ordinary Qi Zong peaks. Trouble."

Chen Fan stabilized his body, used the force to rush out of the valley, and ran away.