my luck is on

Xie Haoyue's heart ached, and she hoped that Elder Cangsong never broke out.

"I'm here to accompany you!"

Xie Haoyue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, drew out her sword and wiped it towards her neck.

"do not want!"

When Lu Yang found out, it was too late to stop Xie Haoyue.

"Ding!"

At this moment, a hair-like gray air struck Xie Haoyue's sword, splitting it in half.

On Xie Haoyue's snow-white neck, there was a faint red mark.

Lu Yang looked at the blood pool in surprise, even ignoring the blood puppet's attack.

Xie Haoyue's eyes widened, and a trace of hope returned to her face: "Cangsong, is that you?"

At this time, the blood puppet under siege smelled a dangerous atmosphere, and burst out blood and ashes.

Withdrawing away in embarrassment from the heavy siege, Xuechi shot out overwhelming blood arrows, all heading towards the blood puppets.

"how is this possible?!"

The face of the blood puppet changed, and the blood arrows hit him completely uncontrollably, with a faint sense of death in it.

"puff!"

At this time, a fast figure rushed out from the blood pool, and shot towards the blood puppet like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

The blood puppet who was hastily coping with the attack of blood arrows had disbelief in his eyes, and he drew two big circles with his palms. All the blood arrows shot on the big circles, causing waves of ripples, which couldn't hurt the blood puppet.

At this time, Yaochi and the others had already stopped their attack on the blood puppet, looking at the charging figure with delighted faces.

"Elder Cangsong!"

Elder Cangsong held the sword tightly, and never said a word.

The blood puppet frowned, and just when he felt strange, a chill came from his neck.

He quickly leaned over, narrowly dodging Elder Cangsong's sword.

The blood puppet did not engage in close combat with Elder Cangsong, but immediately backed away, feeling inexplicably terrified.

"I didn't feel his breath just now, could it be that he..."

Looking coldly at the blood puppet's face change, Elder Cangsong sneered and said, "Why, are you scared?"

"You should be dead."

The blood puppet said coldly.

"That's right, I was indeed dead just now, but before I died, I reversed my meridians and gained a more powerful force."

After all, a blood-gray flame ignited on Elder Cangsong's body.

The flames wrapped around Elder Cangsong, jumping like a happy child.

The blood puppet showed no surprise, as if everything was taken for granted.

Looking at Elder Cangsong, the blood puppet's eyes showed some complicated meanings.

It's been so long that the blood golem has forgotten what time it is.

At that time, he had achieved great success in the Blood Demon Dafa, and he went around looking for people to fight duels, just to prove that the Blood Demon Dafa created by himself and his second and third brothers was invincible in the world.

Unfortunately, when he vigorously challenged the strong, he was defeated and suffered serious injuries.

He fled back to his residence in embarrassment, and received treatment from his second and third brothers. After recovering from his injuries, he realized that his cultivation base had been broken, and he had made some progress.

Memories circulated in his mind, and the blood puppet was a little distracted.

Elder Cangsong bullied him without hesitation.

Feeling the murderous aura overflowing, the blood puppet suddenly woke up.

But in this short blink of an eye, Elder Cangsong has already taken the lead.

With a flick of his wrist, Elder Cangsong danced out several swords, heading towards the blood puppet's vital point.

The blood puppet knew that these sword gangs were false moves, so he didn't take them seriously.

The left hand was clawed, and a strong suction came.

The blood puppet flicked it, and Jian Gang was pulled by the powerful suction, and flew past the blood puppet with a howl.

Elder Cangsong frowned slightly, although he knew that these swords could not pose a threat to the blood puppet, but he did not expect that the blood puppet could destroy it lightly.

It's just that Jian Gang has affected the blood puppet and achieved his goal.

The sword in Elder Cangsong's hand resounded powerfully, causing strong ripples in the air.

"bump!"

The ripples started to vibrate, and the hearts of Yaochi, Elder Baishi and others beat rapidly like boiling water.

The change without warning made their faces turn red, blood surged up in their throats, and they quickly mobilized spiritual energy to suppress it.

But the disciples didn't have a strong aura to back them up. Except for Ning Juehui and Lu Yang who were a few people with higher cultivation bases, they spit bloody arrows one after another.

The blood puppet without a heart trembled uncontrollably, and its eyes widened slightly. Obviously, it was unexpected that Elder Cangsong had comprehended such a terrifying move.

The next moment, the corner of the blood puppet's mouth curled up, his hands formed into fists, and it punched out to the void on both sides.

Suddenly, all the shocks became invisible.

Elder Cangsong put down his sword and said calmly, "I'm defeated."

The blood puppet's eyes flashed admiringly, and he said seriously: "You are not defeated, it is my inability to win. A long time ago, my third brother created a similar move, so I naturally know how to break this move. With this premise, I absolutely cannot accept this move.”

Elder Cangsong's face changed slightly, his figure has slowly receded, and he said: "No matter what, I am defeated in the end."

"puff!"

Suddenly, Elder Cangsong raised his head, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and fell down weakly.

Elder Baishi quickly flew to his side and dragged Elder Cangsong back.

"I am fine."

Even so, Elder Cangsong kept vomiting blood, making Elder Baishi, Yaochi and others very worried.

The blood puppet stood in the air and did not take this opportunity to make a surprise attack.

Looking at Elder Cangsong who was surrounded by everyone, the blood puppet said: "The fruit and spirit grass you fed him just now has healed [-]% of his injuries, and throwing him into the blood pool again, presumably the injuries on his body can be recovered Eighty percent, not only will his injuries heal in a very short period of time, but his cultivation will also improve."

Yaochi frowned and looked at the blood puppet, as if trying to judge the truth from the expression on his face.

"Why are you telling us this?"

"Because he's very much to my liking."

The blood puppet simply replied.

"Even if you tell us this, we will still kill you."

Staring at the blood puppet, Yao Chi said coldly.

"So what? You may not be able to kill the old man."

The aura of blood ash exploded, swimming around the blood puppet like a little snake.

Yao Chi took out the sword and was about to make a move, but someone stood in front of her.

This person was wearing a white gauze dress, and she looked like a middle-aged beauty.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Yao Chi's expression changed.

When she was an ordinary elder, Caixia's name was already well-known, and the Yunshuimen she founded was of extraordinary strength.

For some reason, Caixia disappeared overnight.

Yunshuimen also collapsed and became a third-rate sect.

Seeing the master he admired so much standing in front of him, Yaochi showed surprise, and said in surprise, "Really Caixia? Is it really you?"

"Why am I here, isn't it? Maybe everyone in the world thinks I'm gone."

Master Caixia didn't seem to want to make more comments here, and only had blood puppet as his opponent in his eyes.

"Master Caixia, take the sword."

The blood puppet's fighting spirit emerged.