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Ying An slowly walked out of the thick blood mist, like a god of war returning from hell.

The Rubik's Cube in his hand seemed to contain the mysteries of heaven and earth, releasing heart-pounding energy fluctuations as it spun. The fighting spirit on his face was like a raging fire, unstoppable.

"Old man, your tricks are only so good. Come and learn my skills!"

There was a surge of fighting spirit in Ying An's words, and the confidence and provocation in his eyes made Qin Daoren furious!

Before he finished speaking, the Rubik's Cube in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, piercing through the surrounding haze.

In the golden light, the laws of destiny transformed into countless chains made of fine steel and soared into the air. They intertwined in the air to form an impenetrable net, and with the momentum of destroying the world, they rushed straight towards Taoist Qin.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Qin roared, his voice filled with endless rage. He used all his strength to activate the Sky Blood Banner, which swelled violently as if it wanted to devour all living things.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar echoed across the sky. It was a roar from the abyss, which was terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely huge blood-red hand stretched out from the banner, with twisted blood vessels on it, as if it contained endless power of death. It directly grabbed the golden chains, and in an instant, the void shook!

The two men clashed fiercely in the air. The aftermath of the collision of the two forces caused the surrounding space to tremble and shocked everyone.

The audience below was stunned and exclaimed one after another.

This kid who suddenly appeared was indeed extraordinary. He could actually force old man Qin to be so embarrassed!

His methods were like a sharp sword, hitting old man Qin's vital points directly, forcing people to re-examine this young challenger.

The crowd began to talk, and they began to realize that Ying An's strength was far beyond their imagination.

Chapter 1,406: Calculation, all calculation!

Although Qin Dao Ren was already a master in their eyes, it was really embarrassing that he had reached this level when dealing with a junior.

The golden chain burst out with golden light under the crush of the bloody giant hand!

Ying An's face became extremely solemn, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Xuan Zheng was trying hard to suppress his laughter. He knew very well that although Old Man Qin was strong, he was still inferior to Tie Mang, not to mention Ying An in front of him.

But what he knew more clearly at this moment was that Ying An was still hiding his strength, as if there were more amazing means that he had not yet used.

After figuring it out, Xuan Zheng's eyes sparkled with admiration. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up and sighed in his heart.

"Big Brother is really the real ruthless one! He caught these self-righteous guys and ripped them off mercilessly!"

His thoughts drifted away, and as he recalled his elder brother's previous methods, he was filled with admiration.

On the other side, facing the old man's sneer, Ying An's expression did not change at all, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew very well that the opponent before him was no ordinary person, but he also had his own plans.

"Old man, you seem a little too confident."

Ying An spoke slowly, his voice calm and firm.

"I said, I never thought of actually fighting you, but since you are so aggressive, I have no choice but to fight you to the end."

Before he finished speaking, Ying An moved and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

At the same time, the old man suddenly waved the Sky Blood Banner in his hand, and an even more shrill roar suddenly came from the blood mist, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

However, Ying An seemed to have anticipated all this. His figure moved freely in the blood mist, and each dodge was just right, making all the old man's attacks in vain.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, but Ying An seemed to be at ease.

He knows his strengths and how to exploit his opponents' weaknesses.

With his clever response, the old man's attack gradually became chaotic, and Ying An took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Feeling the threat from Ying An, Taoist Qin roared, and the aura around him exploded instantly!

The next moment, a towering blood demon with endless blood energy surrounding it suddenly rushed out from the darkness. Its terrifying aura instantly filled the entire space, making the already tense atmosphere even more depressing.

Taoist Qin's face turned extremely pale the moment the blood demon appeared. He knew very well that this blood demon was not only his powerful helper, but also the core source of his strength.

Faced with this sudden change, Ying An not only did not retreat, but roared angrily.

"Come again, let's fight again!!!"

He growled, and at the same time, the mysterious Rubik's Cube he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, as if it could illuminate all the darkness in the world.

As the light bloomed, countless fine and tough golden chains shot out from the Rubik's Cube.

They intertwined and entangled in the air, and finally penetrated the layers of blood mist with an unstoppable force, binding the giant hand of the ten-thousand-foot blood demon.

It was torn into pieces in an instant.

This terrifying killing move forced the Blood Demon back, and also made a hint of surprise flash in the eyes of those present!

Seeing this scene, a barely perceptible sneer flashed across the eyes of the Taoist Qin. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't help but snort coldly, his voice filled with a hint of disdain and contempt.

Chapter 1407: The White Bone Demonic Harp

"Humph, you are just a junior, and you actually thought you could escape right under my nose. You are so naive.

However, you don't need to be too proud. No one in this world has ever truly escaped my control."

As he spoke, the Blood Demon seemed to respond to his will. He roared, his blood boiling, and pounced on Ying An like a raging tide, intending to devour him.

However, at this critical moment, a clear sword sound suddenly rang out in the sky, like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, resounding through the clouds.

The sword intent was so strong that it seemed to be able to cut off all the shackles in the world. Under this continuous sword intent, the Blood Demon retreated again and again, with a look of fear on his face.

Taoist Qin stared at the golden sword lights interweaving in the air with a sharp gaze, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, you are quite capable. It is rare that you can still maintain such sword intent under my White Bone Demonic Sound."

After saying this, he slowly raised his right hand, and a guqin carved from bones appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The zither looked simple and unpretentious, but it gave off a chilling and eerie aura. Upon seeing this, the faces of the people in the audience changed drastically and they started to talk.

"Looking at this posture, Taoist Qin is going to get serious!

It is said that once this magic bone harp appears, it can bewitch souls and plunge people into endless fear and despair.

This kid is probably in great danger!"

A heavy and gloomy aura enveloped the entire Tianwutai small world like a dark cloud.

Ying An's expression suddenly changed, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes, but soon he took a deep breath.

This is not surprising. After all, it would be too bad if a strong man in the Dao Guarding Realm did not even have any trump cards.

"Whether I can truly defeat you depends on my strength!"

Ying An's voice echoed in the void with unquestionable firmness.

The wind and clouds around seemed to be touched by his words, becoming even more violent, and the vitality of heaven and earth was stirred by the two people's tremendous fighting spirit and boiled like boiling water.

The Taoist musician was seen stroking the bone harp in his hand. Every movement seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth. A blood-red light shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire sky blood-red.

At that moment, Ying An felt a strong sense of fear in his heart. This treasure that exuded the breath of death obviously possessed power beyond imagination.

However, the people of Qingdao just smiled coldly. In addition to coldness and mockery, that smile also concealed an unknown self-confidence.

His eyes seemed to penetrate through layers of blood and look straight into Ying An's heart, as if saying.

"Even if you're wary, the outcome is still undecided, and it's still unclear who will win."

The sound of the piano was stirring, and storms were set off around Ying An.

The next moment, the golden Rubik's Cube burst out with a terrifying aura!

Boy, you can force me, a blood demon who has been dominating for many years, into such a desperate situation. It is really rare. Your strength and tenacity make me look at you with new eyes.

Remember, I am a Taoist zither master. The sound of the zither can kill, but it can also save. Today's battle is your own bad luck, don't blame me!"

The blood demon's aura surged with anger and unwillingness, as if it was going to devour the world.

However, Ying An stood in place, the Rubik's Cube of Destiny gently spinning in his hands, emitting a soft and mysterious light. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see through everything in the world.

Facing a powerful enemy, he was not afraid, but rather even more composed. The aura around him was like ripples on a lake, spreading outward in circles, foreshadowing an imminent explosion of power that no one dared to underestimate.

Chapter 1408: Grass-Destroying Sword Technique

The Rubik's Cube spun rapidly in Ying'an's deft hands. Every precise twist seemed to touch the veins of the universe, causing ripples to spread throughout the surrounding space.

The flow of time seemed to slow down under this force, and the surrounding scenery was shrouded in a hazy slow-motion filter.

An imperceptible smile appeared on Ying'an's face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his voice was faint but filled with indescribable excitement.

"Indeed, to be able to force me to this point, your strength is enough to be proud of."

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, fixed on the Taoist Qin who was not far away.

Suddenly, he stretched out his body, like the brightest meteor in the night sky, streaking across the sky, carrying the indestructible edge of the Grass Destroying Sword Technique, and headed straight for Taoist Qin.

As the sword light flashed, it was as if thousands of grass leaves turned into sharp blades, and wherever it passed, not only the void was easily cut.

It also left behind a series of fine and deep traces, which seemed to contain the vicissitudes of time and the lament of life.

This attack instantly broke the deadlock, and also made Qin Daoren's face change drastically. It was obvious that Ying An's strength exceeded his expectations!

Feeling an unprecedented threat, Qin Daoren's eyes were filled with deep fear and vigilance. His pupils seemed to shrink in an instant, revealing his fear of the boundless sword intent.

He roared, his voice filled with endless anger, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Terrifying waves of air erupted, sweeping around like a violent storm.

There were crazy sparks flashing in Ying An's eyes. He flashed and disappeared like a ghost, leaving only the golden sword light cutting through the sky.

The golden sword intent was sharp and resolute, instantly tearing the bloody demonic energy that filled the air into pieces, as if even the air was torn apart by this force.

Seeing Ying'an's crazy and powerful performance, Qin Dao Ren couldn't help but feel a little timid.

He never expected that Ying'an's strength was so terrifying, far beyond his expectations.

The Grass-Destroying Sword Technique performed by Ying An contained the power of destruction and rebirth in every strike, as if it could reverse the universe and reshape all things.

In the face of this force, Qin Dao Ren felt unprecedented pressure.

Ying An's posture was graceful, his sword shone like a weave, and every stroke seemed to be the most beautiful painting in the world.

The scene of lush grass and flying orioles painted on the sky was ruthlessly cut by the sword in an instant, turning into the sad beauty of withered petals.

Wherever the sword reaches, vitality appears but disappears in an instant, forming a breathtaking picture of emptiness.

The golden light was so dazzling that it almost swallowed up the entire sky, creating a magnificent doomsday scene.

The bloody troll roared, blood boiling all over his body, like a ferocious beast that had escaped from hell, and charged towards Ying An regardless of everything.

With a loud "bang", the space seemed to be torn apart. Although Ying An's sword intent was strong, it was difficult to withstand the violent attack of the blood demon. A bloody arm cut through the sky and finally fell powerlessly.

Although the Blood Demon won, he still howled in pain and staggered back repeatedly. His huge body was covered with cracks, revealing a bit of weakness.

This scene made the Taoist Qin's face turn pale. His eyes widened with anger, and his hands tightly grasped the Eternal Blood Qin.

Chapter 1409: The Donkey from Guizhou is at the end of its rope

The strings vibrated wildly at his fingertips, releasing an ancient and evil energy. It was the terrifying aura unique to the Demon-Suppressing Blood Technique, which was heart-pounding.

Countless demonic spirits seemed to be chanting softly on the blood harp, their voices interweaving into mournful melodies that danced with the rhythm of the harpist's fingers.

The terrifying melody of Wanmo Qinsang suddenly rang out, echoing between heaven and earth. Even the air seemed to be polluted by this evil, becoming heavy and depressing.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded in blood and demonic sounds, making people feel depressed.

The melody of the music seemed to contain ancient power, stirring up an unprecedented storm of heaven and earth vitality in the small world of Tianwutai.

These vital energies were like enraged dragons, churning wildly and tearing through space until they disappeared into nothingness.

One after another, eerie and terrifying demonic shadows gradually condensed into shape.

They have different shapes, some roar like evil spirits, and some roar like wild beasts.