Feng Hui's eyes were filled with malice as he stood there, slowly adjusting his Qi.
Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan burst forth. Without any warning, he appeared in front of Feng Hui. He raised his sword with 3000 Karmic Fire and decisively slashed at Feng Hui.
"You …!"
Feng Hui was shocked. He hurriedly grabbed the Heaven Battling Halberd on the ground and blocked it.
"Peng!"
The Heaven Battling Halberd was sent flying. His remaining strength was unable to withstand Yang Qingxuan's mid-stage Sea Realm strength. Large amounts of Fire Sword Qi slashed into his body, causing pieces of flesh to burst out as he was sent flying to the ground.
Feng Hui was instantly bathed in blood as he stared at him with venomous eyes.
Yang Qingxuan raised his sword and pointed at him, "Since you don't have any blood essence, you don't have any bargaining chips to live. Let's settle the grudge from the canyon."
As he said that, he swept his sword. Nanming's Ever-Fire Sword shot out flames towards Feng Hui's head, wanting to take his life.
Feng Hui's eyes were filled with extreme indignation and anger. He growled, "No!" But he did not have the ability to change his fate.
Suddenly, not far from the Sword Qi, there was an inexplicable flash of golden light in the void. Following that, a golden scimitar shot out. With a "peng" sound, it dispersed the Sword Qi.
The scimitar made a circle in the air before flying back to its original spot. Out of nowhere, a black-robed man appeared and caught the scimitar and kept it.
This sudden turn of events shocked Yang Qingxuan and Feng Hui. The two of them looked at the black-robed man at the same time. They were blocked by a faint layer of energy, preventing them from seeing his true appearance.
Yang Qingxuan pointed his sword at the black-robed man and coldly said, "Who are you?"
The black-robed man said in a deep voice, "You want the blood essence of the Desolate race?"
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly. He was shocked. He did not know how long the black-robed man had been hiding in the void and how many secrets he knew. He immediately sneered, "You say it as if you have it."
The black-robed man didn't say anything. He raised his right hand and a jade bottle appeared in his palm. He said in a hoarse voice, "It's in here, but there's only one drop."
Yang Qingxuan and Feng Hui were both shocked. Their eyes revealed a look of longing.
The black-robed man sneered and kept the jade bottle. He said, "If you want the blood essence of a member of the Desolate race, follow me."
With that, he turned into a stream of light and sped off into the distance.
Yang Qingxuan frowned. The black-robed man was flying in the opposite direction of the Void Sky City. He hesitated for a moment, but the black-robed man had already shrunk to the size of a sesame seed and was about to disappear in front of him. Only then did he hastily turn into a stream of light and chase after the black-robed man.
Feng Hui stood where he was and chased after them for two steps. His injuries were aggravated and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. He stared viciously in the direction where the two disappeared and roared, "Yang Qingxuan! Today's grudge will be repaid a hundred times in the future! "With that said, he turned and headed in the direction of the Void Sky City.
Yang Qingxuan chased after that person for a while. That person was neither in a hurry nor slow, as if he was deliberately waiting for him. Regardless of how fast or slow Yang Qingxuan was, he maintained a certain distance, neither too far nor too short.
An hour later, that person finally stopped. He landed in a desolate area and stood with his hands behind his back.
Yang Qingxuan looked around. Although there was very little vegetation in the desolate area, it maintained the soil and moisture very well. It was not invaded by the yellow sand, so he could not help but be alarmed.
The person in front of him had most likely seen his battle with Feng Hui. In order to prevent him from transforming into a Sand Guardian, he had chosen such a place.
Yang Qingxuan asked, "Who are you?"
A laughing voice came from the black-robed man, "What do you think?"
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed drastically as he immediately recognized the owner of the voice. He cried out involuntarily, "Liu Hao!"
The black-robed man turned around and took off his hood. That familiar face with a sinister aura was revealed. His eyes were shining brightly.
Yang Qingxuan's mind raced as he felt that the situation had become complicated. He did not understand why Liu Hao wanted to save Feng Hui or why he had the blood essence of a member of the Desolate race. Unable to figure it out, he immediately asked, "Why do you have the blood essence of a member of the Desolate race? What is your goal in luring me here!? "
Liu Hao smiled and said, "There's no need to be nervous. When I first met you at the auction, it was only out of curiosity. Besides, I also wanted the Azure Luan true blood. That was why we had such an interesting encounter. I never expected you to make me unable to see through you. It makes me more and more interested. "
Yang Qingxuan replied coldly, "Unfortunately, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in men."
"Heh heh, I'm not interested in that either."
Liu Hao said with a smile, "Can you tell me your identity and background? Although there are countless sects in the 33 Heavens, with countless experts, the number of sects that have such terrifying divine powers like yours can probably be counted on one hand. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Alright, give me the blood essence of the Desolate race first, then we can talk slowly."
"This … makes things difficult for me."
Liu Hao held his chin and revealed a troubled and contemplative look.
Yang Qingxuan spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders. He said with a sneer, "Then, there's nothing to talk about."
Liu Hao lowered his hands and said with a chuckle, "If that's the case, why don't we make a bet?"
Yang Qingxuan said sarcastically, "Tch, why would I make a bet with you for no reason?"
Liu Hao took out a jade bottle and shook it a few times. He said with a smile, "Because you want this."
Yang Qingxuan stared at the jade bottle for a moment. Although he did not examine it, he was certain that the jade bottle contained the blood essence of the Desolate race. Immediately, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "How are we going to bet? What are we betting on?"
Liu Hao said with a smile, "Everything. If you lose, you will have to give me 'everything', including your divine powers, cultivation techniques, Yuan artifacts, posturing, and everything I want to know. You will have to tell me everything. Finally, there will be your life. Of course, if I'm happy, I can choose not to take your life. Conversely, I will do the same. "
"Heh heh, this bet is quite big."
Yang Qingxuan licked his lips as a glint flashed in his eyes. "Are you that confident of beating me? Don't forget who was the one who fled in defeat the last time. "
Liu Hao's expression changed slightly, as though there was a tinge of fear. His expression turned cold. "This is also one of the things that makes me curious about you. What trump card do you have that allowed you to injure me the last time? Furthermore, I did not see you use it in your battle with Feng Hui. "
Yang Qingxuan said with a sneer, "If I were to tell you, would it still be called a trump card?"
"Up to you!"
Liu Hao waved his hand and pointed at him. He roared, "Are you betting or not?"
Yang Qingxuan stretched out his arm and said with a smile, "Of course I'm not betting. I'm not a child. What's the point of playing house? However … the drop of blood essence in your hand is mine! "
The moment his voice faded, his pupils constricted. His knuckles cracked as a massive bloodlust burst out from his body. Numerous treasured swords manifested around him as they swirled around him.
Yang Qingxuan's figure reached out and grabbed one of the swords before slashing at it.
Liu Hao stood in his spot and stared coldly at his actions. When he saw the mountain-like sword bearing down on him, his eyes shimmered with a bloodthirsty glint. He licked his lips and said with a chuckle, "Good on you. It's not up to you to decide if you want to bet or not!"
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