The Terrifying Blood Demon Palm

He was hidden atop the roof, blending into the night.

Nearly another two hours passed.

He had originally thought the other party would not appear tonight, but just then, a black figure dove down from above.

The moment Qu Feng noticed this, he did not dare slacken in the slightest. He immediately turned and viciously slashed out with the broadsword in his hand.

Bang!

The broadsword collided with the other party's palm, producing a deafening crash that sent Qu Feng staggering back again and again.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at the other party and said, "It's you again. Just who are you? I don't think we've ever offended you!"

"Heh heh."

Qu Feng had clearly recognized him—the mysterious man who had killed someone at the county government office last time.

Upon hearing this, the man let out a cold laugh and said hoarsely, "Stop struggling in vain. You are no match for me."

"If there is anyone to blame, blame the fact that you are a Blood Changing Realm martial artist. Accept your fate!"

"But don't worry. I will remember everything you have given, and I won't let you suffer too much."

As he spoke, the other party attacked once more. His palms turned blood-red as he charged straight forward.

Though Qu Feng gritted his teeth and fought back fiercely, it was all in vain.

Even when he had joined forces with others before, they had been no match for this man, much less now that he was alone.

With the other party pressing forward step by step, he was in constant peril and likely would not be able to hold on much longer.

But at that moment, Bai Ze and the others, who had long been concealed nearby, burst out at once and surrounded him from several directions.

Their purpose was to prevent him from escaping and take him down in one stroke.

Bai Ze now shot forward through the air at incredible speed, his footwork carrying Thunderous Momentum.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As the Thunder Leg Technique unfolded, his strikes collided with the other party's palms, forcibly driving him back several steps.

Bai Ze then performed a backward flip in midair and landed on the ground, his gaze fixed firmly on the other party.

At this point, the other party had clearly been surrounded by Bai Ze and five Blood Changing Realm martial artists.

Yet their sudden ambush just now had failed to produce much effect.

After sweeping a glance over those surrounding him, the mysterious man showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he grew even more excited.

He laughed hoarsely. "Good, this is truly excellent! I never expected to run into five Blood Changing Realm martial artists all at once."

"Since you came knocking yourselves, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

Seeing the greed in the other party's eyes, Bai Ze could not help but frown.

He said in a deep voice, "Don't waste words with him. Capture him directly. If that fails, kill him."

"Since we are here today, no matter what, we cannot let him leave this place alive."

"Yes."

"Understood."

Qu Feng and the others around him nodded as well. Otherwise, it would be hard to find such a good opportunity again in the future.

Yet upon hearing this, the mysterious man remained unconcerned and actually took the initiative to attack.

Seeing this, Bai Ze and the others no longer held back. They unleashed their full strength and clashed with him.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

A fierce battle instantly erupted in the courtyard. Amid flashing blades and dancing sword shadows, they were unable to take him down for a time.

After all, not all Blood Changing Realm martial artists possessed the same strength.

In terms of Blood Changing Degree, Qu Feng and the others were far inferior to their opponent.

Even Bai Ze could sense that the other party's Blood Changing Degree was considerably higher than his own.

It was precisely because of this that, even under the group's siege, the other party appeared completely at ease.

Bai Ze twisted the longsword in his hand and thrust straight toward the other party's throat.

The strike was swift as lightning, standing out from the dense mass of sword shadows.

Yet even so, the mysterious man directly raised his hand before his throat, colliding with Bai Ze's longsword.

Bai Ze had originally thought he could pierce straight through it, but he only cut open a wound on the man's palm.

But the sword in Bai Ze's hand did not stop. With a direct upward sweep, he tore away the black cloth covering the man's face.

At the same time, the other few attacks had already reached him.

But just then, the opponent let out a hoarse roar.

"Blood Demon Palm!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

His powerful palms turned even redder, and countless palm shadows surged toward them like a sea of blood.

After several tremendous blasts, the two martial artists caught in the encirclement were sent flying, crashing viciously onto the ground.

Their chest ribs had been shattered and pierced through their hearts, blood continuously spilling from their mouths. They were clearly beyond saving.

Bai Ze seized the opportunity and instantly unleashed the Sword Drawing Technique at a consummate level.

A flash of white light streaked past, leaving wound after wound across the man's shoulder. Bai Ze then swiftly retreated, giving him no chance at all.

Clearly, the opponent's strength had exceeded his expectations. His Blood Changing Degree was likely above seventy percent.

At the same time, everyone saw what the opponent truly looked like.

Bai Ze and Qu Feng paid no heed to the two men lying in pools of blood, staring fixedly at their opponent.

His aged appearance was utterly horrifying, the skin on his face like the bark of an old tree.

No wonder his voice had been so hoarse before—he was an old monster!

Qu Feng glanced at the two people lying in pools of blood beside him, and even his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

The opponent's strength was simply too terrifying. He had never seen such a powerful Blood Changing Realm martial artist.

Even with the five of them joining forces to surround him, he had still managed to kill two of them in return.

Now that the old fellow before them had been exposed, he no longer bothered to hide.

In a hoarse, cold voice, he said, "Heh heh, interesting. I never expected to encounter a Blood Changing Realm martial artist like you."

"But that's even better. As long as I obtain your blood, it will definitely allow me to take another step forward."

"In that case, I should end this quickly. After all, those two can't go to waste either, can they?"

Bai Ze naturally knew whom he was referring to, but there was no fear in his heart.

He held his longsword before him and said expressionlessly, "Since only one side will be leaving here alive today, why not satisfy our curiosity as well?"

"What exactly is the use of collecting the blood of so many Blood Changing Realm martial artists?"

"To be honest, I'm rather curious myself."

When Qu Feng and the others heard Bai Ze actually chatting with the man, they were at a loss for words.

Big brother! Take a good look—this is a fight to the death!

They might not even make it out of here alive today. What was the point of asking such things?

After all, they had just witnessed the opponent's strength. The outcome was truly impossible to predict.

Hearing this, the old fellow before them merely sneered twice without answering.

That was the deepest secret in his heart. Even if he were about to die, he would never reveal it.

With a cold sneer, he said, "Don't waste your effort. Trying to pry words out of me? You're still too green."

"Since you're all going to die anyway, wouldn't it be better to die confused?"