Rebirth: City Sovereign

Both of Lang Feiren's arms continued to move at a speed that was hard to see for the naked eye, causing black flying blades to fly out of his hands one after another.    

But as the owner of the Lang Family, it had to be said that Lang Feiren's control over the spirit artifact was extremely meticulous. Every time a blade shot out, a blood demon's head would be pierced through.    

Relying on his powerful protective barrier, Hee Yu shot out many Fire Magma of Heavenly Fire s from within the barrier, fusing into the body of the blood ghost. Hee Tianxin did not know when he had joined the battle, but he was cleaning up the blood ghosts beside him that Hee Yu could not "take care".    

Xiong Shanhe was even more straightforward, the muscles on his body were all expanded, the bronze colored skin on his body was agitated, he waved his hand and directly destroyed the two blood ghosts in front of him.    

That was the Body of Martial Arts that was unique to Xiong Family, Iron Bear Body.    

When Huang Guixin saw this, he was flabbergasted. Stepping on a cloud of blood mist, he passed through the Blood Ghost Army and went straight for Lang Feiren.    

"You deal with the others, I'll deal with that artifact forging guy!"    

"Alright!" With regards to big brother's instructions, Huang Guiyuan had no objections at all.    

After Lang Feiren unleashed that punch, the two brothers had long regarded Lang Feiren as the strongest amongst the group. They had no idea that Lang Feiren was actually the weakest out of the four of them.    

Although Lang Feiren was a little afraid, he immediately pulled out the sword at his waist.    

"Evil Breaking Talisman!"    

Two white talismans suddenly stuck into the blade of the sword, and on the talisman, two streams of golden spiritual energy ascended and revolved, turning the originally dull metal sword into a golden color in an instant.    

Lang Feiren's feet touched the ground in mid air, and after spinning his ankle, he followed along the direction of Huang Guixin's charge and threw out the sword in his hand.    

However, Huang Guixin's blood technique was extremely tyrannical, he condensed the blood Qi in his right hand, completely not wanting to dodge this sword at all. Instead, he opened his right hand, and grabbed towards Lang Feiren's sword.    

"Bam!"    

With an explosive sound, Huang Guixin actually managed to directly grasp the longsword in Lang Feiren's hand in a death grip.    

Lang Feiren felt that his wrist was in pain from Huang Guixin's attack, the mouth of the tiger holding the sword felt like it was being ripped apart. He could only use his left hand to take out a short dagger and stab it into Huang Guixin's neck, wanting to force him to retreat.    

Just as he moved his left hand, a needle condensed from Toxic Blood s pierced the palm of his left hand. Lang Feiren screamed miserably as he subconsciously let go of his hand and let go of the dagger.    

"The intention is too obvious, Manager Lang!"    

Huang Guixin laughed loudly. He then opened his mouth and spat out a scarlet blood python that coiled around Lang Feiren's neck.    

"Hahaha, Manager Lang, are you going to be hanged by my blood python, or are you going to die suddenly by the heart of a Toxic Blood?"    

As Huang Guixin spoke, he condensed some blood energy in his left hand and turned it into a blood blade, which he placed on Lang Feiren's shoulder.    

"Or should I just chop off your head?"    

"Choose one?"    

At this point, these cultivators who cultivated Yin Arts couldn't help but want to take liberties with their opponents.    

The left hand that was pierced by the blood thorns released a burst of intense pain, Lang Feiren's face twitched, but he did not say anything.    

"How boring."    

Huang Guixin's face sunk, the blood python wrapped around Lang Feiren's neck immediately revealed its fangs.    

But right at this moment, Lang Feiren's right wrist suddenly shook, and the golden sword that Huang Guixin had been grabbing earlier released a surge of Sword Qi that directly blew Huang Guixin's bloody hand away.    

"Huh?" Accompanied by Lang Feiren's small voice of doubt, fresh red blood splashed in the air like a fountain.    

Huang Guixin clearly did not expect Lang Feiren's move, his right arm had a long and narrow cut from the Sword Qi, if not for the Toxic Blood's protection, he might have been cut into two by the Sword Qi.    

Lang Feiren succeeded in one move, and without any hesitation, he held the iron sword in his hand and slashed downwards, cutting the blood python that was locking his neck in half.    

"You!"    

Of course, Huang Guixin didn't know that it was him helping out from the shadows. At this moment, he only thought that Lang Feiren was just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger to play with him. His expression changed in an instant, and the blood blade in his left hand stabbed straight towards Lang Feiren's head.    

His speed was extremely fast, Lang Feiren had just cut open the blood python, and had not kept his sword yet. If he used his sword again, obviously, before that, his head would have been pierced through by Huang Guixin.    

This was also when Huang Guixin made his judgement instantly, before he used his Blood Blade to attack. Due to his numerous combat experience, his reaction speed was much faster than Lang Feiren's.    

However, something unexpected happened again.    

Lang Feiren's left shoulder, was probably infected by his own blood poison, so he was unable to control his left hand for a long time. Suddenly, he swung it fiercely towards himself, and three poison needles hidden inside Lang Feiren's sleeves pierced into his right eye.    

Ah!    

Huang Guixin screamed out miserably, his movements suddenly stagnated. After Lang Feiren's left hand swung out the poison needle, he immediately changed his movement, as his five fingers formed a palm that struck Huang Guixin's chest.    

"Bam!"    

With a crisp sound, the sternum on the right side of Huang Guixin's chest was smashed by Lang Feiren's palm. His body trembled, and then he spat out a mouthful of black and red blood.    

Huang Guixin was pushed back more than ten steps. He covered his mouth with his uninjured left hand and coughed continuously.    

The sound of that palm strike was extremely loud, and Hee Yu and the rest who were on the other side also noticed the situation over at their side, and were shocked in their hearts.    

With just his Middle Period of Tribulation Crossing Stage, he was actually able to strike Huang Guixin until he was unable to fight back and could only maintain his distance.    

Could it be that Lang Feiren had been pretending all these years?    

Lang Feiren, on the other hand, puzzledly extended his left hand, with the center of his palm facing him, and all five of his fingers opened and closed.    

The palm of his left hand, where Huang Guixin had just pierced should originally have had a bloody hole, was now completely clean and white without a single wound.    

"Wha, what's going on?"    

"Die!"    

Being forced to such a state by Lang Feiren, Huang Guixin's entire body became furious. He roared out, and streams of blood techniques continuously shot out from his body.    

Blood techniques covered the entire sky, turning the entire sky blood-red. The repulsive Yin Qi mixed with the blood poison was almost suffocating.    

This was Huang Guixin's most powerful blood technique, the Blood Cloud sky. It could instantly change the weather of the entire God Burial Mountain!    

"My blood poison is all-pervasive. Today, all of you will die here!"    

On the ground, the Lang Family disciples all revealed looks of despair. They originally thought that they were here to fish for treasures, so why did they have to throw away their lives now?    

The expressions of the three leaders were all stiff. Why did Huang Guixin unleash a move so easily, without saying anything?    

"Run, run!"    

On the ground, a few disciples screamed in panic and fled in all directions.    

However, just as they took a step forward, a loud sound came from the sky.    

Boom!    

Everyone was stunned for a moment, including the Huang Family brothers, they all raised their heads to look as well.    

Amongst the Blood Cloud, there was actually a black hole shaped Magic Formation that was continuously absorbing the pieces of the Blood Cloud. In a few seconds, all of the Blood Cloud were absorbed and the black hole also directly disappeared.    

Huang Guixin's expression froze for two seconds, after which he suddenly turned and stared at Lang Feiren.    

"You did it?"    

"I …" Lang Feiren's Adam's apple moved, but just as he was about to explain, he was already surrounded by two streams of blood and was sent flying into the air.    

"You dare to absorb the Blood Cloud I refined, I'll kill you!"    

Breaking away from the berserk Blood Qi, Huang Guixin's body was now covered in all kinds of terrifying wounds that were dripping with blood. Most likely, it was the price of using Blood Cloud s, but he completely disregarded them, as he faced upwards with his head facing forward and reached out both of his hands towards the blade on his hand. Like a sharp blade falling from the sky, he stabbed straight towards Lang Feiren who was lying on the ground.    

Boom!    

On the ground, countless stones were instantly turned into dust and debris. The force of the impact directly blew away the surrounding Lang Family disciples and within the smoke and dust, a huge hole with a circumference of a hundred meters was directly blasted apart.    

While everyone was still in a daze, a hoarse voice, mixed with some unwillingness, slowly rang out from the smoke and dust.    

"How can he be this strong?"    

"A mere Middle Period of Tribulation Crossing Stage, you actually think that my cultivation cannot harm the slightest bit of it."    

"Putong."    

After saying that, Huang Guixin spat out a mouthful of black and red blood, his body falling onto the ground.