Listening to the one-eyed man, the monk in Blood was not angry at all, and his face was still full of sneer: "Hmph, if he died so easily, he would have died many times. Don't be too happy too early, you haven't finished the fight yet!"

The one-eyed man didn't expect that the monk in blood was so calm. He couldn't help but frown and turned to look again.

After Lu Zi'an gasped, he looked at Ding San from afar. Seeing that he had no movement at all, he was full of surprise. He finally understood why Wang Tianan said that Ding San was extremely evil. It seemed that this was his most evil place. He didn't know the pain, and because he was injured so seriously, he could still stand. Who could do it if he was an ordinary person?

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zi'an held the overlord gun in his hand tightly, suddenly shouted loudly, and rushed towards Ding San, and stabbed him in the chest. Ding San's current state is a good opportunity. He is ready to kill Ding San with one blow, and he will never suffer any future troubles.

However, the facts were far from what he imagined. Seeing that the overlord gun was about to stab Ding San's chest, Ding San seemed to suddenly come back to his senses and raised his hand to grab the overlord gun directly.

At this moment, Lu Zian only felt that his overlord gun seemed to be embedded in the crack of the rock, and he could not move forward at all. He quickly tried hard to pull the overlord gun back, but the result was the same. The overlord gun seemed to be firmly stuck in Ding San's hand, and he couldn't take it back at all.

Lu Zi'an's face changed drastically. Ding San suffered this severe injury and lost so much blood, but he still had such strength. How could this be possible?

Just when he was surprised, Ding San suddenly punched back. Lu Zian was trying hard to seize the Overlord Spear, but he didn't expect Ding San to fight back at this time. When he saw Ding San's fist, he had no time to dodge, so he could only quickly turn his body to the side, avoid the vital chest, and resist Ding San's punch with his shoulders.

With just one punch, Lu Zi'an's left shoulder was dislocated, and he retreated more than three meters away, barely gaining a foothold.

On this side, Ding San took the Overlord Gun, without any hesitation, walked straight towards Lu Zi'an. Looking at that, the wound on his abdomen seemed to have no effect on him at all.

Ng Zi'an had never seen such a person. The blood on his body dyed his clothes red, and there was nothing wrong with him, and he could still chase him. At this moment, Lg Zi'an was also scared by Ding San. He took a few steps back and avoided Ding San's attack. He looked at the overlord gun in Ding San's hand, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face, but in the end he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away in panic.

Lu Zi'an knew very well that if he continued to attack, he would definitely not be able to take back the bully gun. On the contrary, he would leave his life here. Therefore, he would rather give up the bully gun than save his life!

Seeing Lu Zi'an running away, Ding San did not chase him, but just took the overlord gun and continued to walk forward in the direction he had just walked.

On the top of the mountain, the one-eyed man looked at Ding San who was walking away in amazement and shock. On this side, the monk in blood kept laughing and looking proud.

"How is it?" The monk in Blood Clothing laughed and said, "I said that before the battle was over, the winner was difficult to decide. Do you think the disciple of the Heavenly Master is invincible in the world. Let me tell you that Ding San has killed a thousand people, and is a killing demon, and his strength is far beyond that of Lu Zi'an. If he kills tens of thousands of people and becomes the supreme god of killing, he will have the strength to win the five magnificents. Humph, go back and tell the monk in Heaven, Earth and Man this time, I, the monk in Blood Clothing, enter the decisive position. No matter whether you are the seventh helm of the Hongmeng or the Twelve Qingtang, if you dare to compete with me, you have to pass the level of the Killing God first!"

The one-eyed man frowned, glanced at the monk in blood, and suddenly said, "You...you shouldn't have got those two things?"

"Murder Book, Killing Knife!" The monk in Blood laughed and said, "What do you think I'm doing in the past fifteen years? I've been looking for this opportunity for fifteen years. Now, with this help, huh, I want to see who else can snatch the three gates of heaven, earth and man from me this time!"

The one-eyed man looked cold and stared at the white-haired Ding San below for a while. His eyes were shining with splendor, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"No need to see!" The monk in Blood sneered, "With me here, you won't hurt him at all. When he becomes the supreme God of Killing, Humph, I will take him to Taiwan to personally find a teacher to ask for advice. If the people of the Twelve Qingtang know each other, it's better to send those three pictures to me first, so that the Twelve Qingtang can continue to be free and easy on Taiwan in the future!"

The one-eyed man did not speak, but only looked at the Blood-clothed Monk and turned around and left the top of the mountain. The Blood-clothed Monk had no intention of stopping him, and went straight down the mountain, following the White-haired Ding San far behind. Before White-haired Ding San completely possessed the strength of the Five Great Masters, he still had to protect Ding San.

Fortunately, Ding San has a murder knife and a murder book in his hand, so it is not so easy to die. After all, after each killing, he has to undergo a blood exchange. During the blood exchange process, the organs in his body will grow rapidly, which can heal the previous wounds. Therefore, no matter how much he is injured, it is difficult to die. Just like in Tianhui City, he was shot several times but nothing happened at all. This is the reason.

On this side, after the one-eyed man went down the mountain, he directly caught up with the injured Lu Zian. He was punched by Ding San, his left shoulder was dislocated, and he suffered a serious internal injury. However, in order to avoid Ding San's white-haired, he did not dare to heal the wound on the spot, and was running around to find a place to heal.

When he was caught up by a one-eyed man, Lu Zi'an was surprised and said strangely: "Preventist Ding, why are you here?"

"Your master is not at ease with you, let me protect you in secret!" The one-eyed man said, walked straight to Lu Zi'an, reached out to grab his left arm, twisted it hard, and directly connected the dislocated left arm.

It was extremely painful to get bones, but Lu Zian could bear it. He gritted his teeth and held on for a while, his face felt a little embarrassed, and he whispered: "Master is afraid that I am no match for someone else?"

The one-eyed man frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't think that your master doesn't believe in your strength. He is afraid that someone will disrespect your identity and attack you. Among his peers, you have rarely encountered any rivals. However, this is the mainland, not Taiwan, and there are many senior masters. Moreover, many of them have grudges with me, Twelve Qingtang. If these people disrespect the identity of elders and kill you, a junior, will you be in vain?"

Hearing this, Lu Zi'an's depression suddenly disappeared. He frowned and said, "Those senior masters, if I don't provoke them, I guess they won't come to deal with me. As for those peers, the so-called masters I met are simply not worthy of attack. However, the white-haired man just now was a little strange. The punch he just hit me was not heavy, but, after I punched him so many times, why didn't he feel anything?"

"He is different!" The one-eyed man said in a deep voice: "With your current internal strength, even if I am beaten so many punches, I will be injured internally. However, the white-haired man just now was not practicing martial arts. Let alone you, even if I punch him a few times, he will be the same and will not be injured."

"Ah?" Lu Zian was even more surprised and said strangely: "How could this happen? He is not practicing martial arts, so...what is that?"

"Murdering Sword and Murdering Book!" The one-eyed man looked at Lu Zian and said, "You probably haven't heard of these two things yet, but your master definitely knows them. It is said that these two things also come from the three gates of heaven, earth and man. With these two things, every time you kill someone, you will undergo a blood change, and your strength will be increased by one level. Killing a thousand people will become a killing demon. Killing tens of thousands of people will become the supreme killing god. The strength of the killing god is not inferior to me and your master!"

"Ah?" Lu Zi'an widened his eyes and was stunned for a while before he said in surprise: "Murder knife? Murder book? Why is there such a strange thing? Killing someone will be reborn again. How is it possible?"

"This is the fact." The one-eyed man said: "Later, someone explored and found that the murder knife and murder book were actually a tool for raising Gu. However, this method of raising Gu is to treat people as worms. Killing knife and murder book have the ability to transform people, but it also makes people become similar to wild beasts. In fact, there are similar methods in Miaojiang that can cultivate people into worms. However, the worms they raise are not as strong as that. However, those people have strong ability to withstand strikes, and like many worms, it is difficult to kill and have infinite power!"

Lu Zi'an looked surprised and was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Miaojiang witchcraft is indeed extremely strange!"

"Miaojiang Gu technique, the three sects of heaven, earth and man, are known as the two most mysterious things in China." The one-eyed man said in a deep voice: "Especially the Miaojiang Gu Mother, as long as it appears, no one in the world can defeat it. Fortunately, most Miaojiang Gu Mother will not leave Miaojiang. Otherwise, if Ye Qing gets the help of Miaojiang Gu Mother, that's OK!"

It seems that this one-eyed man is also very afraid of Miaojiang Gu Mother. After all, Miaojiang Gu Mother is truly a person who can lead an era. Even if someone enters the three gates of heaven, earth and man and becomes the supreme in a certain aspect, the limelight will definitely not be overwhelmed by Miaojiang Gu Mother!

"Ye Qing!" Lu Zi'an's face turned slightly cold and said coldly: "This is not the first time I have heard this name. It seems that this person is really famous. Since that's the case, he is my next challenge!"

"I guess you can't challenge him in the past two days." The one-eyed man said in a deep voice: "You are not seriously injured, so you should recover from the injury first. Moreover, Ao Wuchang is going to Shenchuan City, and the Blood-clothed Monk is going to Shenchuan City. It's too lively there, so we won't join in the fun."
Chapter completed!