Li Mubai bit his index finger and drew a lotus flower with blood stains on the fingertips of each of his fingers.

When the blood stains dried up and the blood sand was blown off by the wind, a light-colored blood lotus flower was left on each fingertip.

Li Mubai pursed his lips lightly, and the tips of his index fingers crossed the blood veins on both wrists.

Blood rushed out, staining the lotus marks on his fingertips.

Wisps of bewitching and piercing blood water gradually melted into the lotus traces, and they were ready to move.

It's beautiful, it's stunning.

The two blood clans found Li Mubai's figure and immediately rushed towards him.

Li Mubai raised his hand and threw out a drop of blood.

The beads of blood hit the faces of the two bloods, making a sizzling sound as soon as they touched the skin.

On the faces of those two blood clans, two bloody blood holes immediately appeared.

In a few seconds, the white bones were exposed, and the entire face was melted.

When the other Clans saw this, they all seemed to be stunned.

They tilted their heads and looked confused, as if they were studying Li Mubai.

But when the leading Bloodclan roared again, they seemed to have forgotten about it again.

They roared and bravely slaughtered Li Mubai.

Li Mubai was slightly stunned and didn't dare to slack off.

In front of him, there were two hundred bloods, to say the least.

He is single-handed, and he really needs to be careful.

As everyone knows, the reason why the Qinglian Sword Formation is infinitely powerful is because of the Qinglian Sword that has been left over from ancient times.

But the world doesn't know a thing.

The only person who wields the sword is in the heart of the sword.

If the sword heart is there, everything is a sword.

Li Mubai had studied ancient martial arts for four years and knew the roots of swordsmanship.

He is convinced that there is no sword in his hand, but there is a sword.

On his ten fingertips, under his skin, in his bones and blood, every inch of blood is a lotus.

In the darkness of the night, strong winds gradually rose.

One by one, the blood clan was fearless, one after another, and kept pressing towards Li Mubai.

Li Mubai stood on the viaduct, sometimes jumping, sometimes stopping, dodging the attacks of the blood clans.

His white wrist was as bloody as a stain.

The warm blood water slid along the palm of the hand into the lotus seal on the fingertips.

A small number of them spilled onto the ground, turning into dried blood stains.

On the tips of his slender fingers, strings of crystal clear blood beads were thrown out.

It either smashed into the skin of the Bloodline, or directly into the corner of the Bloodline's eyes, eyebrows, and brains.

The Blood-Clan fell in one piece, nearly half a hemisphere.

Some of them are dead, some are still struggling.

The scene is terrifying and terrifying, and it has begun to be uncontrollable.

However, the remaining Bloods did not flee.

The leading Bloodclan howled incessantly, directing all the Bloods to attack.

When the Bloods heard the order, they didn't know how to retreat, but only to move forward.

This time, it was the biggest offense.

All the remaining blood clans attacked Li Mubai in an instant.

At Li Mubai's feet, the corpses of the blood clan seemed to have been piled up into a hill.

He stood on the top of the mountain, with his slender and delicate ten fingers, pulling out two blooming lotus flower seals.

When the bloods rushed up, he raised his wrist and threw two blood shadows in midair.

His ten fingers gently swept through the blood, stained a pool of blood, and sprinkled it into the sky.

In a thin mist of blood.

Countless blood beads, all of which were transformed into thousands of green lotuses.

Li Mubai stood in the blood of the green lotus, his finger bones were like lotus flowers, he opened his mouth coldly, and said: "The soldiers are all arrayed in front, and the Qinglian sword array is evil, sealed!" ”

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds rose again.

Under the dark night sky, wherever the blood mist exists, all the common people wither and wither.

And not just the bodies of the Bloods......

"Whoa......" The bloods fell to the ground one after another, convulsing in pain.

For them, Li Mubai's blood is not a tonic, but a poison.

However, why did they arrest Li Mubai?

I don't know.

Their last memories are in an extremely large house.

There were a lot of people in white clothes, with white masks and white gloves.

As soon as they are born, they are kept in a huge transparent bottle.

Inside, they can swim, play, and sleep bored.

Why on earth did they come out?

It's because there is a man in black who wears a mask, saying that they have grown up and it is time to let them out.

So, they were released.

Today, just ran out of the transparent bottle.

They miss the bottle so much.

There, it's their home......

With a longing heart, the Bloods lay on the ground.

Except for the one who gave the orders, the leading bloodline, all of them died.

Li Mubai's bones were weak and he fell to the ground.

He held on to the railing, barely stood up, and lost the strength to speak.

With so much blood shed, a normal person should have fainted.

However, he inexplicably felt much more comfortable, and even his spirit was a little better.

Li Mubai looked at his slowly condensed wrist, puzzled.

Why is that?

Tonight, there are too many things, and they are weird.

Dam shore.

The leading Bloodclan stood alone in the grass.

It found Li Mubai's figure and rushed up directly.

Li Mubai had just exhausted all his strength. He was lifted up by the leader, from the viaduct, and fell down at once.

Li Mubai fell to the ground.

Thankfully, it was a freshly paved lawn, otherwise he would have died without a place to be buried.

The Blood Clan jumped down and walked to Li Mubai's face.

It opened its fangs and wanted to bite Li Mubai.

Suddenly, it froze and stood motionless.

It was confused, its expression glazed, its eyes empty and empty, and it didn't know why.

In its eyes, there was a little life.

As if it had received some command, it turned and ran quickly into the grass.

Li Mubai looked at the distant figure of the blood clan, and was somewhat relieved.

Among the blood clans, those who are strong are often the leaders.

However, Li Mubai's optimism only lasted for a few seconds.

Ying Tu walked towards Li Mubai, very good drinking blood.

"Winner, don't." Yunguang stopped.

Li Mubai is the prey that Twilight has a crush on, and others can't move.

Windy is no exception.

"You're stopping me?" When the blood clan was scattered, most of the six relatives did not recognize it.

Yingdi's self-control ability is very good.

He can identify fakes, and he can also calmly question Yunguang.

Yunguang hesitated and said, "Twilight is coming. ”

"So what?" Ying Tu asked rhetorically.

The blood of this man in front of him is delicious.

Always tempting him and making it difficult for him to control himself.

Yunguang compromised: "Not really. ”

Ying Di glanced at her coldly, opened his mouth, and was about to suck blood.

The clouds can't stop it, and the stubborn master doesn't dare to stop it.

"Please, I'll let it go." Thousands of years ago, this man refused to ask him.

What now?

Or don't ask?

Li Mubai sat on the grass without the slightest sound.

He was not in the habit of begging for mercy from others.

"Hmph, it's really like the previous life, a literati and a writer, coquettish and arrogant. I just like it, though. After speaking, Ying Di raised his head and bit Li Mubai's neck.