Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 145 Who is the blood eater?
"Tsk tsk, there is actually a blood food that is delivered to our door automatically?" The scarred man with blood all over his body licked his lips and said with a sinister smile.

The other three blood-curdling men in black robes also laughed sinisterly.

"Blood food?" Ye Xuan's face was calm. He glanced around and saw that these four blood-red men in black robes had all reached the great perfection of the True Yuan Realm.

Looking at the corpses on the ground around us, they were shriveled and dried to varying degrees.

"So it's relying on absorbing blood and energy to cultivate, but it makes it neither human nor ghost, as if the blood-based magic skills are not that good." Ye Xuan had a strange look on his face, as if he was talking to himself.

Ok?
When the four evil cultivators of Blood Qi heard Ye Xuan's words, they were all shocked. They looked at each other and then looked at Ye Xuan with an expression of great anger.

They are all outer disciples of the Blood Evil Hall of the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult. They need to accumulate merits in order to exchange for more advanced methods. However, the methods practiced by the four demon disciples are indeed not that advanced.

But in their opinion, no matter how powerful their blood-based magic skills are, they are not comparable to other righteous skills.

The scarred man with a bloody face looked at Ye Xuan for a few times, nodded, and sneered, "Very good, your blood is much stronger than the average person of the same level. After absorbing your blood, my magic power will be taken to a higher level!"

"Boy, don't resist, otherwise, you will die in more pain! I'm very interested in your brain!" said another man in black robe with a ferocious smile.

After hearing what they said, Ye Xuan frowned slightly. He just stood there looking at the four of them with a pensive expression.

"Brother, he seems to be a pupil martial artist. Gouge out his eyeballs and leave them to me." The third black-robed evil cultivator with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks spoke again.

"Okay. Fourth brother, go dig out his eyes first." The scarred man in black robe nodded and said.

They seemed to be discussing how to share Ye Xuan's body.

The young man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks suddenly grinned and nodded vigorously. In his hand, there appeared a short sword shining with cold blood. His figure was like a wisp of light smoke. He swept across a distance of seven or eight feet and appeared in front of Ye Xuan like a ghost. The short sword in his hand emitted a bloody light and gouged out one of Ye Xuan's eyes.

This move was clean, neat and extremely beautiful. It was obvious that this young blood cultivator had gouged out people's eyes many times and had already honed this skill.

but……

This time he gouged the wrong person.

But when a 'ding' sound was heard, the sharp-faced and monkey-faced young man suddenly felt that the dagger in his hand was stuck by something. He was shocked and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face the next moment.

I saw that the young man in white in front of me had stretched out two fingers, and my sword was caught between those two fingers.

The young blood cultivator let out a strange cry and tried his best to mobilize his magic power, but his sword seemed to be made of copper and iron and could not move forward at all!

"This is impossible!" The young man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks screamed in shock. He was a magic cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the True Yuan Realm. His magic skills were far beyond the ordinary or righteous skills. He had practiced this sword to gouge out eyes to perfection long ago, and it was as fast as the wind. How could it be blocked?

The young man with a pointed chin and monkey face was shocked for a moment, his short sword was called 'Blood Sausage Sword', it could cut through iron like mud, it was already a top-level third-rank weapon, but the young man in front of him managed to hold it with just two fingers!

How strong must this boy’s fingers be!

At this moment, he saw the handsome young man in front of him suddenly grinned at him with a grim expression, and said, "Since you like to dig out people's eyes so much, then go ahead and dig them out."

The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced young blood cultivator suddenly felt a shock in his right hand, and an extremely resistive force came over him. His Blood Sausage Sword was taken away by the opponent. A cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and his left eye felt cold. The Blood Sausage Sword pierced through his left eye and into the back of his head, and the martial arts soul in his brain was pierced through!
"You...ah!" The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced young man screamed and fell backwards straight away.

"Tsk! Is blood cultivation nothing great?" Ye Xuan was in a bad mood and said with disdain.

With his current cultivation level, although he is only at the eighth level of True Yuan Realm, it would be difficult for a ninth level True Yuan Realm cultivator to defeat him in one move.

"Fourth!"

The other three demon sect disciples were suddenly shocked, with shock and anger in their eyes. They all looked at Ye Xuan. This young man had killed the fourth disciple with just a few moves. It was obvious that he was no ordinary person. The scarred man angrily said, "Who are you? You have committed a heinous crime!"

"A disciple of Qingyun Valley." Ye Xuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his right hand in front of the three people.

Such a scene made the three disciples of the Demon Sect stare in surprise, feeling that Ye Xuan was too arrogant.

Scarface Xue Xiu showed a fierce look on his face and shouted, "This is a tricky idea. Let's attack together and release the Soul Sword!"

Suddenly, blood flashed, and a blood-colored martial arts sword appeared in the scarred man's hand.

The blood-red light emanating from this soul sword is extremely dazzling, and it is obvious that the grade of its martial soul is not low!
Faint blood-red ripples spread out from the sword spirit, instantly enveloping the scarred man. The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red halo, looking quite evil.

The scarred man felt relieved, his martial soul 'Xuan Sha Sword' was a primary Xuan-level martial soul, and the special defensive soul skill 'Xue Yin' that it possessed not only had amazing defensive power, but was also covered with bloody evil yin energy, which was extremely poisonous. If the opponent was touched by even a little bit of it, his body would surely fester and die!

but……

Just when he felt a little relieved, he found that the strange young man, with one step, was close to him in a series of afterimages in an instant, and treated his defensive soul skill "Blood Yin" as nothing, and grabbed the blood-colored light shield with his five fingers in claws.

With a sharp "swish" sound, the "Blood Yin" defense shield was like a piece of paper and was directly pierced by Ye Xuan, and it was unable to stop his attack at all.

The scarred man was horrified and without thinking, he roared and swung his sword to chop at the boy's hand.

"Ding!"

But his martial soul sword seemed to have cut into a piece of pure iron, and was violently bounced back by the black light in Ye Xuan's hand.

The scarred man was shocked. What kind of body-protecting skill was this boy practicing?
It was too late for him to dodge. He felt his throat suddenly tighten and was grabbed by the other party's hand.

Just as he was about to struggle, he found that all his strength disappeared in an instant, and the energy in his body became solidified and could no longer be circulated.

And then, what shocked him even more was...

There seemed to be an inexplicable suction force in the hand of the young man in white, and the blood in his body was sucked away along the other's right hand like a gurgling stream.

"You...you are also...a blood cultivator?" The scarred man was completely dumbfounded and his head went numb. In the blink of an eye, one tenth of the blood and essence in his body was lost.

"Boss!"

When the remaining two saw that the scarred man was captured by Ye Xuan with just one move, they became extremely anxious and used all their strength to activate their martial arts swords. In the blink of an eye, two soul swords shining with blood, like two blood-colored streaks, slashed towards Ye Xuan with sharp whistles.

Wherever the two soul swords passed, blood dripped from the void.

Ye Xuan looked at them and snorted coldly, "Even a grain of rice can shine. I've been quite interested in flower arrangement recently, so I'll use these two bachelors to make up for the lack of talent."

He opened his hand, and a pale silver python suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan. The monster had a solid and ferocious body, and it was Ye Xuan's martial soul, the 'Eight Desolate Thunder Dragon'.

But the strange beast opened its huge mouth and swallowed the two soul swords into its mouth. Then the strange beast broke apart with a bang, and the two soul swords disappeared out of thin air. It was obvious that they had been taken away by Ye Xuan.

“What???” The two disciples of the Demon Sect widened their eyes and looked at it all in disbelief. Their soul swords were filled with the blood poison they had cultivated, and even a strong man of the first or second level of the True Spirit Realm would not dare to take it head-on. How could it be taken away by the opponent so easily?

"Ah! Run!"

The two blood cultivators spat out blood and their faces turned pale immediately. They knew that the young man in white was too powerful and far beyond their ability to defeat. They screamed in unison, even ignoring their martial arts swords, and turned around to flee.

Their soul swords were split into two halves using the secret magic of the demon cult. If they lost one half, they could rely on the other half to condense it, but if they lost their lives, everything would be over.

"Since we are here, why should we leave..."

A small hill with moonlight on it suddenly descended from above the heads of the two fleeing men, smashing them into a pulp with a loud bang!

He died very easily and felt no pain at all!
"You... We are disciples of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect. Let me go now, or we will not let you go!"

When the scarred man saw Ye Xuan’s powerful attack that easily killed his fellow apprentices, he felt a chill all over his body.

Now he can only hope to intimidate the other party through the reputation of the Demon Sect and survive.

"You talk too much. However, you still have a lot of essence and blood in your body, but it's mixed enough that you can only be considered a low-grade blood pig!" Ye Xuan shook his head and said.

"What...!?" The scarred man was shocked. He always regarded other warriors as blood eaters, but today...

At this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly chuckled at him, revealing a devilish smile from hell, which made him feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Swallow."

After uttering two words coldly, Ye Xuan already placed his left hand on the man's head.

All of a sudden, the man let out a sharp scream of pain, and felt that the blood in his body was being drained away at a terrifying speed!
“Ah~~~~!”

(End of this chapter)