Chapter 337: Little Brother Run Fast

That red-clothed woman's cultivation was not bad. At this moment, her eyes were shining with sharp light, and the blood lake behind her was rolling, and an eye faintly appeared within it.

This eye was a vertical pupil, emitting strong fierce intent. The gaze seemed to possess the ability to suppress, and while reflecting the surroundings into a blood world, it looked toward Xu Qing.

Xu Qing ignored it directly!

This woman was only a one-palace Golden Core. Although the imperial-level cultivation technique was also the second stage, combined with her own combat power, she was undoubtedly a two-palace one, and her strike was also sharp. If it were another opponent, I'm afraid she would have suppressed them instantly.

But she still didn't understand Xu Qing's strength.

Xu Qing himself had two heavenly palaces, but he habitually concealed them, so it was not obvious. His own second-stage imperial-level cultivation technique was also not revealed.

So if one didn't observe carefully, it was difficult to see his true strength.

Thus, this red-clothed woman's snatching could not succeed.

Everything was just an instant. Xu Qing, whose combat power had reached three palaces, under the explosion of cultivation, his speed skyrocketed. Ignoring the red-clothed woman's strike, he arrived at the location of that drop of golden blood in the blink of an eye and grabbed it.

After putting it away, his body flickered, and he sprinted toward the distance, even using the repulsion of this place to make his own speed faster.

Everything happened in a flash. The red-clothed woman's expression changed. Seeing the Dao blood snatched away by someone, killing intent appeared in her eyes. She raised her right hand and waved, and suddenly the eyes of the evil ghost sickle opened again, revealing a scarlet light.

"Hidden very deep, but three palaces, I can also do it!" The red-clothed woman bit the tip of her tongue and spat a mouthful of blood toward the evil ghost sickle, a scarlet light flashing in her eyes.

"Litu inherits luck, Dao traces are hard to find, Xuanyou my Emperor, bestow blessings and guide, battle soul descends, help my sect members, Litu starts the journey!"

These words were transmitted in an ancient tone that sounded like chanting, echoing in all directions. At the same time, the world seemed to be influenced by some kind of power, and actually, wisps of gloomy wind appeared.

These gloomy winds ignored the pressure of this place and gathered rapidly around the red-clothed woman. To be precise, they gathered around the evil ghost sickle in her hand.

The eyes of the evil ghost became more scarlet under the gloomy wind, and the woman was the same.

After becoming red to the extreme, the evil ghost suddenly opened its large mouth and bit toward the woman's arm.

In the next instant, the red-clothed woman's body trembled, as if blessed by some kind of power. When she looked up violently, a sharp light appeared in her eyes, and she raised her right hand, slightly summoning toward Xu Qing who was sprinting in the distance.

A hoarse voice came from her mouth.

"Come back!"

This voice, it was as if an old woman was speaking with her, the voices overlapping, extremely strange.

This secret technique was as if the red-clothed woman had guided an ancient battle soul into her body, making herself obtain external power blessing and erupting with stronger combat power.

The moment this voice was transmitted, Xu Qing's body paused, and an invisible force pulled from all directions, making his body as if bound, forming a traction, wanting to pull him toward the red-clothed woman.

"Little brother, be careful. This woman is using the Litu Sect secret technique, guiding the battle soul into the body!" The Captain in the distance saw this scene and shouted immediately.

Xu Qing frowned. He felt that this force was more like some kind of strangeness, so the Ghost Emperor Mountain in his sea of consciousness flashed suddenly, and in an instant, this strange force outside his body collapsed with a bang.

Xu Qing flickered, just about to continue to leave, but the red-clothed woman's strike was not to really pull Xu Qing back. She clearly knew that this possibility was not great.

Her purpose was to limit Xu Qing's action and win time for herself to catch up.

So almost the moment the external strange binding force dissipated, that red-clothed woman had already approached, and the three-palace combat power in her body erupted, forming an astonishing impact, turning into the waving of the sickle in her hand, and slashed toward Xu Qing!

This knife was as long as a person, looking real, but occasionally illusory, and because the speed was too fast, it formed a black moon-shaped residual mark, as if the void was about to be split by it, and slashed hard toward Xu Qing's neck!

The speed was so fast that it approached in an instant. The red-clothed woman behind it had killing intent permeated in her eyes, and even more confidence.

Three palaces, she had also killed them.

The evil ghost sickle in her hand belonged to the holy object in the sect, unique and with an extraordinary background. According to the records in the sect, it seemed to be related to the holy land.

This knife could ignore all protection. Even if the other party possessed protective power, it was still useless.

At this moment, while whistling, the Captain's voice came again from the distance.

"Little brother, be careful. This little woman is strange. I remembered this knife. It seems to be one of the holy objects of the Litu Sect. It is said that it does not exist in reality and can ignore protection!"

Xu Qing's eyes condensed. He felt the extraordinary nature of this black sickle and also felt the astonishing nature of this red-clothed woman's secret technique. At this moment, his body leaned back violently, and under the explosion of speed, he avoided the knife in front of him dangerously.

Although he avoided it, a suppressing force spread from the sickle, making Xu Qing's cultivation appear unstable.

This situation was the first time Xu Qing had encountered it.

After one knife, the red-clothed woman waved violently and swept across with another knife. The target was still Xu Qing's neck.

Cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. While retreating to avoid, he suppressed the disorder of his cultivation and observed the sickle, gradually seeing that this knife was indeed looking real, but in fact, it was formed by the art power contained within it.

Until after the other party waved the fifth knife, the moment the sickle swept over for the sixth time, Xu Qing had realization in his eyes, and his right hand suddenly raised, blocking the arriving sickle in front of him.

Instantly, the blade approached, and Xu Qing's right hand suddenly changed from flesh and blood to transparent at this moment.

It was exactly his Guiyou Dao-Seizing Art.

This changed right hand became the Guiyou state.

And the Guiyou state could ignore art power. This was one of the talents of the Guiyou clan, rare in the world, and the facts were indeed so. In the next instant, the red-clothed woman's sickle passed directly through Xu Qing's transparent right hand.

Killing intent flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. In the moment the red-clothed woman was stunned, the Guiyou hand grabbed the handle of the sickle.

The moment he held it, Xu Qing pulled hard, and he himself borrowed the force to approach forward violently.

The distance between them was the length of a sickle.

At this moment, with Xu Qing's pulling and borrowing force, the two approached together instantly. In the red-clothed woman's expression changing violently, Xu Qing looked up and bumped hard, directly bumping into the woman's mask.

With a bang, a muffled groan came from the woman's mouth. While the mask shattered a crack, Xu Qing's left hand pinched the art, and suddenly the sea transformed around him. The art of the Nine Layers of the Roaring Sea erupted suddenly.

The sea around formed a huge wave. With Xu Qing's left hand waving, the first wave came whistling behind him, passed through Xu Qing, and slapped hard on the red-clothed woman.

This woman's body trembled, and a protective light appeared outside her body, blocking the first wave of the Roaring Sea.

Xu Qing was not surprised. The other party's status in the Litu Sect must be extraordinary, and having this kind of protection was inevitable.

So he was not in a hurry. At this moment, the second wave, the third wave, and the fourth wave arrived one after another. In the roar of waves, this red-clothed woman's protection twisted.

And her attention was all on these waves and the sickle being held dead by Xu Qing. She didn't notice that her protective surface, under the cover of the waves, already had a large number of small insects crawling on it, spitting poison and corroding with all their might.

She didn't know Xu Qing, didn't understand Xu Qing's attack methods, and didn't know Xu Qing's viciousness, but she could feel that Xu Qing at this moment was different from before. His right hand holding the sickle was like iron pliers, making her unable to shake it off even if she struggled with all her might.

Especially since Xu Qing's right hand ignored her sickle before, this made her heart set off a big wave.

It was truly because since she obtained the recognition and inheritance of this sickle in the sect, the vicious people in the sect who died in her hands were countless. After all, the Litu Sect was not a good place, and all kinds of paranoid people and madmen were everywhere within it.

Wanting to survive there, even if she had relatives with decent status in the sect, she couldn't be protected at all times, so most of the time, she had to rely on herself.

These years, she had indeed done so.

Relying on her own efforts and slaughter, she obtained corresponding status and respect in the sect step by step, and also had relative freedom to go out.

Although it was still a bit far from one of her dreams, no matter what, this sickle was of great help to her.

And the more it was like this, the more her heart was shaken, and the more she couldn't let go.

Until the next instant, her protection outside her body collapsed under the invasion of the small black insects and the bombardment of the ninth wave, shattering into pieces. At the moment of collapse, killing intent flashed in Xu Qing's eyes.

He stretched out his right hand violently, the soul fire in his hand transformed into a black dagger, and he cut hard toward the red-clothed woman's snow-white neck.

Blood sprayed out, but no head flew up.

The moment Xu Qing's dagger approached and cut down, a life-and-death crisis feeling that made him extremely shocked erupted in Xu Qing's heart. Every inch of flesh and blood in his whole body was trembling.

Even the Captain who was watching this battle from afar widened his eyes, gasped, and exclaimed.

"I go!"

"Little brother, run fast. This woman has a problem. This is the Taisi Blood Intent Realm that is the most difficult to comprehend in the Taisi Immortal Gate! Even if it is small, it is extremely difficult. It is said that those who comprehend this blood intent realm have more than two personalities!"

"And for every additional personality, the world in their eyes will lack a color, until after eleven personalities, only blood color remains, even if it is great!"

"Is this person from the Litu Sect or the Taisi Immortal Gate? Too strange!"

The moment the Captain's exclamation was transmitted, Xu Qing did not hesitate at all, loosened the hand holding the sickle violently, and his body retreated instantly without any hesitation.

Almost the moment he retreated, a piece of blood light erupted from the red-clothed girl's body, rising to the sky.

As this blood light shot out, the surroundings seemed to become a blood prison.

A strange laughter came from the red-clothed girl standing there.

"Hehehe."

While this laughter carried a permeating feeling, at the same time it was transmitted, the woman looked up.

There was still blood flowing down her neck at this moment, but the wound was not fatal. She raised her hand to touch it, looked at the blood all over her hands, and confusion appeared in her eyes as she looked at Xu Qing.

"Was it you who hurt me?" ===== CHAPTER 338 =====

As this laughter, carrying a chilling intent, was emitted, the woman raised her head.

There was still fresh blood flowing down her neck at this moment, but the wound was not fatal. She raised her hand to touch it, looked at the blood covering her hand, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes, and she looked at Xu Qing.

"Was it you who hurt me?"