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On the face of the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace, there was an expression of incomparable pain, and strong unwillingness and resentment shone in his eyes.

Seeing the other party's expression, Jiang Quan felt extremely refreshed. What he is best at is hitting others.

He saw that the eyes of the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace were red, and he knew that he could hardly bear this kind of blow, so he shouted again:

"You big fat pig, your cultivation talent is not good, that's your culprit! Your cultivation speed is slow, your skills are low, your cultivation speed is slow, and your fighting skills are not good! Everything about you is You asked for it! You worthless piece of wood, you deserve to be a worthless piece of wood for the rest of your life, living in the gutter! Hahahaha!!!!"

"Shut up!!!"

The Lord of the Blood Demon Palace let out a roar, and his whole body instantly turned into a black mist, rushing towards Jiangquan to kill him.

Jiang Quan's face darkened, he didn't expect that the other party would really dare to make a move, and immediately he shook the green dragon god wooden tablet in his hand, and smashed it down towards the owner of the Blood Demon Palace.

The huge green dragon god wooden tablet, exuding endless coercion, fell fiercely towards the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace.

This time, Jiang Quan used all his strength.

When the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace saw this, a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, the black sword in his hand thrust out suddenly, and collided with the green dragon god wooden tablet.

"Boom~~"

There was a huge sound, and ripples spread out in circles, causing the space to vibrate and tremble a little.

The body of the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace took a few steps back, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and a look of shock and disbelief flashed across his face.

His sword was actually blocked? !

How can this be!

This boy, he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, does he have any powerful means to resist his own attack?

He doesn't believe it.

How can there be such a powerful monk in this world, impossible!

The master of the Blood Demon Palace had a determined look on his face, and the sword in his hand swung out again, this time he used his strongest attack method, the Black Cloud Sword Art.

The Black Cloud Sword Art is an extremely domineering and terrifying sword skill of the Demon Race. Once it is used, it can absorb all the black energy within a radius of hundreds of feet and turn it into the purest black energy, and it can also produce a huge destroy.

At this moment, Jiang Quan had already stood above the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace. When he saw that the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace was about to perform the sword art again, a sneer appeared on his face:

"You are really a waste. I think you can perform a few moves."

After finishing speaking, the Qinglong Shenmu stele in Emperor Jiangquan's hand turned and smashed towards the ground.

As the wooden tablet of the Azure Dragon God fell, deep pits exploded on the ground. The deep pits were five or six meters deep. Black smoke was still rising from the deep pits. It was obvious that the wooden tablet of the Azure Dragon God had been smashed to pieces. .

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spat out from the mouth of the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace.

He looked at the young man in flowing white clothes with a smile on his face, and an incomparable sense of humiliation surged in his heart.

How could he be so embarrassed that his majestic blood demon clan master was humiliated by an ant-like human monk? !

His heart was full of anger and unwillingness, but he had no way to resist, because he knew that this young man possessed a kind of ability that frightened him, that is the green dragon god wooden tablet!

"Not good, the Hall Master lost, the Hall Master must not die!"

"Yes, the Palace Master is the future hope of the Blood Demon Race. He must not die in the hands of human beings, otherwise, the Blood Demon Race will fall into a situation of eternal doom!"

"Damn it, I really want to save the Palace Master!"

When the Lord of the Blood Demon Hall was about to use the Black Cloud Sword Art to knock the Azure Dragon Divine Wooden Tablet into the air, the people around couldn't help but exclaimed.

Looking at the young man in flowing white clothes with a smile on his face, deep anxiety and fear arose in the hearts of everyone.

They all knew that the Qinglong Shenmu stele that Jiang Quan had just cast was definitely not something he could control, it must be the effect of a certain treasure.

And that treasure must be a very remarkable treasure!

"No, I am the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Clan, how could I just fall?!"

"No, I am the future hope of the Blood Demon Clan. I must not die. I will make him pay the price!"

"I am not reconciled, my strength is stronger than him, I will definitely be able to defeat him and kill him!"

"Don't forget, we are still here, and we have been paying attention to this side. As long as he hasn't left, we can intercept him at any time, and then we can kill him here."

"Yeah, this time, our Blood Demon Clan sent two Nascent Soul stage strongmen, enough to wipe him out completely! We just need to wait!"

"snort!"

When Jiang Quan saw the eyes of the people around him, a touch of anger rose in his heart.

These people are all coveting the treasure in his hands, but how could they know that this treasure is not something he can control at all, it is something bestowed on him by the Emperor of Heaven.

Can anyone take what the Emperor of Heaven bestowed on him?

Do these people really think they are fools?

These guys are a bunch of out-and-out idiots!

However, Emperor Jiang Quan ignored their thoughts.

He snorted coldly, looked at the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll send you on your way!"

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, I am willing to be a slave!"

The Lord of the Blood Demon Palace said with a pleading face, now he finally understands that he has indeed met his nemesis.

"Hahaha, being a slave? You really have confidence. Who do you think you are? No one can protect you from the person I want to kill!"

Jiang Quan looked at the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace mockingly, and sneered again and again.

Now that he has the Azure Dragon Divine Wooden Tablet bestowed on him by the Emperor of Heaven, he no longer has any worries. He believes that as long as he exerts all his strength, he can definitely kill the Lord of the Blood Demon Hall and kill him right here.

Hearing Jiang Quan's ridicule, the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace softened and almost fell to the ground.

"I, I... I am willing to surrender to you, I am willing to be a slave, please don't kill me!"

The Lord of the Blood Demon Palace knelt down on the ground and said beggingly.

Seeing this scene, everyone around opened their mouths wide, their faces full of disbelief.

A strong man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage actually knelt in front of a Jindan stage monk, begging for mercy and apologizing? !

They couldn't believe what they saw, but the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace actually knelt down in front of him, and their hearts were full of disbelief.

They don't know why the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace begged for mercy from a Jindan stage monk, but they all know that the Lord of the Blood Demon Palace kicked the iron plate this time and got his nose dusted. Not only that, the Blood Demon Palace The fate of the Hall Master will become very tragic.