Chu Xisheng's figure was moving quickly on the river.
The close combination of Qin Muge's eighth-level 'Qingyunzong' and seventh-level 'Time and Shadow Body' talents gave his movement a sense of stepping on time and having a body like a fleeting shadow.
Although the three killers on the river tried their best to escape, they could not escape Chu Xisheng's pursuit.
As three and a half arc-shaped sword lights flashed across the river, three more clouds of blood mist exploded on the river.
The three corpses, all with their heads severed, fell into the river.
Chu Xisheng then flashed again and jumped up to the top of the He Luoyu zombie.
Things have changed drastically here.
Now it is not the sixth-grade magician who is trying to trap the Ho Luoyu. It is the Ho Luoyu zombies that are desperately pulling on the golden threads to prevent the magician from escaping.
This person was sweating all over his face.
These golden threads all come from a magic weapon in his body where life and life are intertwined.
This thing was implanted into the spine of his body, and was supported by his blood and soul, so that it could explode with such powerful power that it could temporarily trap the Ho Luoyu, whose power was comparable to the fifth grade.
However, accordingly, these golden threads were forcibly grabbed by He Luoyu, and he was unable to escape.
Not only was it impossible to escape, it was even difficult to move!
So if time could be turned back, this magician who was at the sixth level of cultivation would definitely not do such a stupid thing.
——This is simply courting death!
Those spies in the Shasheng Tower deserve to die!
The target in front of me has clearly reached the seventh level of cultivation!
His bloodline talent is clearly the best among those at the same level, and he also has a powerful Ho Luo fish by his side.
Shashenglou actually only arranged two silver medals of the sixth grade and two gold medals of the sixth grade to attack the target!
The eyes of the sixth-grade magician were full of unwillingness.
He was supposed to have a bright future, but this time he died in such a miserable way.
Chu Xisheng glanced at this man teasingly, and then his whole body once again turned into a black shadow that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, while he swung his knife mercilessly.
"Canopy!"
Another sheet of blood mist exploded above the river.
The sixth-grade warlock was first decapitated by Chu Xisheng with a knife, and then his body was pulled by He Luoyu, and his whole body was shattered into bloody foam.
Chu Xisheng landed neatly on the river, turned around and looked downstream at a familiar female figure.
She is about twenty-five or six years old, carries a heavy sword on her back, is taller than an ordinary woman, has phoenix eyebrows like the moon, and has a beautiful face, probably due to her martial arts practice, and her skin is a healthy wheat color.
But her sleepy and charming eyes, which should have been sleepy and lazy, were looking at him in great surprise.
"Coach Ye?"
Chu Xisheng was also surprised. He immediately sheathed his sword, cupped his fists and made a disciple salute: "Master Ye, why are you here?"
The woman in front of him is his current master in name, Ye Zhiqiu, the head coach of the East Campus of the martial arts school.
Ye Zhiqiu crossed his arms and smiled casually: "When you set off from Xiushui County, I happened to have something important to do and needed to go to Beijing. Today is the right time. Seeing that you were blocked by these killers, I thought of coming over to help you.
Bundle."
Of course this is not the case.
After Zong Lingshu, the special envoy of this mountain, tested Chu Xisheng's bloodline, he specifically told Zhengyang Martial Arts School to focus on Chu Xisheng.
When Chu Xisheng set off from Xiushui County, both Lei Yuan and Jian Zangfeng were worried about Chu Xisheng's safety and asked her to temporarily put aside her martial arts affairs and follow Chu Xisheng to Wang'an City.
There were no dangers that Chu Xisheng could not overcome along the way. Only today, this guy was chased and blocked by many killers from the Killing Building, and Ye Zhiqiu showed up and rushed there.
She thought that Chu Xisheng must not be able to deal with these killers, so when she arrived, she set her sights on this sixth-level magician.
But just when Ye Zhiqiu was about to send this man to hell, he saw Chu Xisheng killing a sixth-grade master with a single blow.
After Ye Zhiqiu was surprised, his eyes flashed, showing strong interest: "But now it seems that I have done nothing wrong. These people are not the enemies of Youyihe.
Xisheng, your cultivation level should have reached the seventh level? This sword technique is also progressing very quickly, and your bloodline talent seems to have been strengthened a lot. How about it? Are you interested in competing with me?"
She now wants to know what level Chu Xisheng's strength is?
Looking at the Zhui Feng Dao and Qing Yunzong that Chu Xisheng used just now, they seem to be at the seventh level, or even the eighth level?
And the wind, thunder and martial arts have reached an extremely high level again! Especially his martial arts and martial arts have clearly reached a level of integration.
——This is a bit shocking!
When Chu Xisheng heard the words, her heart was touched by them.
He could tell at a glance that Ye Zhiqiu was not telling the truth.
Although he didn't know why Ye Zhiqiu followed him, this person had obviously been accompanying him all the way and had been protecting his safety secretly.
He smiled casually: "How can the disciple's current level be worthy of the word 'exercise'? It is the disciple's turn to ask the instructor for advice. But can we wait until we return to Xiushui County? It is not convenient along the way."
Chu Yunyun once said that Ye Zhiqiu's innate understanding is also at the level of a genius.
Her talent for cultivation is probably only inferior to that of Lu Luanli and far above Tie Kuangren. It is just that her cultivation progress has been delayed because she was born a commoner.
Therefore, although Ye Zhiqiu's cultivation level is only above the sixth level, her combat power may exceed her own Yuan Gong by a whole level!
Once his future teacher enters the Wuxiang Inner Sect, he will be on the broad road and will surely soar into the sky.
In fact, people like Ye Zhiqiu are the backbone of various large sects.
They all have extremely high cultivation talents, but due to their family background, they have little reputation and difficulty in cultivation. They can only work in the army and in the rivers and lakes, earning the funds for cultivation step by step, and slowly climbing up the ladder.
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As long as these people show their strengths and stand out from the pack, the six major divine sects will attach great importance to them, allocate a lot of resources, and do their best to cultivate them.
Jian Zangfeng and Ye Zhiqiu are the best among them.
They may be one step, or even two steps behind at the beginning, but their future achievements will not be inferior to those of the top talents in the top rankings.
Even because their mental state is often more stable, the upper limit is usually higher.
Chu Xisheng also wanted to fight Ye Zhiqiu once and learn the martial arts from this instructor.
However, he prefers to use his own strength instead of relying on Qin Muge's character card.
Chu Xisheng expected that when he returned to Xiushui, his strength would be no less than that of Qin Muge who was twelve years and one day old, or even better.
"Go back to Xiushui? That's okay." Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly.
Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to take a comprehensive test of Chu Xisheng's martial arts level.
However, it is really inconvenient to fight on the river, and you can’t enjoy it to the fullest.
The section of the river from the capital to the canal is the busiest section of the Canglang River for shipping.
There are hundreds of thousands of ships passing through this river every day.
Just when Chu Xisheng was fighting with the killers, the more than twenty merchant ships and passenger ships passing by had to retreat to the north shore for fear of being involved.
Fighting Chu Xisheng in front of everyone will only completely expose his martial arts and talent.
Especially beside Chu Xisheng, there was a guy of doubtful origin——
Just when Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about this, another female figure with slightly dark skin and a graceful figure was also running across the river from the south bank.
Ji Qianqian rushed to the vicinity of Chu Xisheng and glanced around first.
At this time, there was still blood floating on the river, and her mind sensed the corpse rolling with the river under the water.
There are also the ten tentacles of the horo fish zombies, which are plundering all kinds of trophies from their bodies.
It peeled off the seventh-grade or even sixth-grade magic weapons one by one from the corpse and sent them to the deck of the two-sail passenger ship.
Ji Qianqian focused his attention on Ye Zhiqiu and Chu Xisheng again.
Ji Qianqian recognized Ye Zhiqiu, and at first she thought it was Coach Ye who helped Chu Xisheng deal with these killers.
But she immediately thought that her subordinates would not lie to her about this kind of thing.
Moreover, the aura of this female coach was peaceful and there was nothing unusual about her.
On the contrary, it was Chu Xisheng who still had some sharp sword intent at this time, and the faint smell of blood lingered all over his body.
Ji Qianqian was secretly surprised, his pupils narrowed slightly: "Hall Master, have you already dealt with those killers?"
What kind of medicine did this guy take? He became so powerful all of a sudden?
"Solved." Chu Xisheng nodded calmly: "Shashenglou may have underestimated me. There are no hard ideas among these killers, they are very relaxed. By the way -"
He looked towards Ji Qianqian and said, "How is the situation over there? Those who went with you are all pretty good."
Ji Qianqian's expression was very strange: "They escaped, right over there——"
Ji Qianqian pointed to several black figures running along the river bank upstream.
Perhaps her subordinates were worried that Chu Xisheng would catch up with them, so they all fled very quickly and had already gone fifteen or sixteen miles upriver.
"These people may have seen the power of the hall master, so they abandoned me and fled upstream."
I have to say that this reason has become more reasonable.
As expected, Chu Xisheng had no doubts. He changed his tone and said: "Let's go back to the ship first. Instructor, I suddenly had some inspiration when I was wielding the sword just now, and I want to study quietly for a while. So the disciple wants to ask the instructor to wait for a while.
We’ll talk about it later.”
In fact, he wanted to use 'Qin Muge's' understanding to study some aspects of martial arts that he could not understand.
This was the purpose of using the 'Qin Muge Character Card' today.
It will be used sooner or later anyway, so you can take care of these killers and make a lot of money.
The magic weapons carried by these people are very powerful and very valuable.
Ye Zhiqiu only thought that he really had an epiphany during the battle.
She herself has often experienced this kind of thing, so she waved her sleeves in understanding: "Now that you have inspiration in martial arts, don't delay. Just sit back and study, and I will help you protect the law."
When she mentioned 'Dharma Protector', she squinted her eyes and looked at the money collector next to her.
As early as when Ye Zhiqiu followed Chu Xisheng to the river section of He'an County and watched Chu Xisheng fight with the He'an Naval Battalion, she felt that there might be something wrong with this woman.
Today she was certain.
Just now, there were men from another force lurking near this section of the river.
Ye Zhiqiu saw a small part of them with his own eyes, following Ji Qianqian into the dense forest on the south bank.
The problem is that these people disappeared without a trace afterwards.
Ye Zhiqiu determined that there must be some connection between Ji Qianqian and them.
When calculating money, I secretly said something bad.
This Ye Zhiqiu clearly had martial arts skills that he had learned on the battlefield, but he also had an excellent ability to remain invisible.
Even her subordinates were unaware of it.
But at this time I can only hold on.
Ji Qianqian thought that the other party probably had no evidence, so he looked back at Ye Zhiqiu with doubtful eyes.
This is asking with your eyes, why are you looking at me like this?
All her postures and movements were calm and natural.
Just when the two women's eyes met, they were secretly fighting.
From the north bank of the Canglang River, a young voice full of energy, rough and powerful suddenly came: "May I ask Chu Xisheng where is Young Master Chu? I, Mo Qilin, have come to learn your sword skills!"
His voice was not very high, but his words spread throughout the river and could be heard from all sides.
When Ji Qianqian and Ye Zhiqiu heard this, they were slightly startled and looked toward the shore.
Everyone wondered which unlucky young man was this, coming to challenge Chu Xisheng?
The two of them immediately felt that the word "Mo Qilin" seemed a bit familiar.
That’s right! The ninth seat of the ‘Shenxiu Ten Masters of Swordsman’ is named Mo Qilin.
They followed the sound and looked into the distance, only to see a red horse suddenly galloping upstream.
Immediately there was a sixteen-year-old boy with a rugged face and a thick frame.
He looked at the two-sailed speedboat that Chu Xisheng was riding in the distance, and said in a cold voice: "I want to see your sword, what qualifications do you have to compare with me, the ten swordsmen of the same class? We don't need a life-and-death contract today.
There is no need for anyone to supervise the battle, how about a fight on the river? I wonder if Brother Chu has the courage to accept the challenge?"
Chu Xisheng had already returned to the deck of the two-sail boat and was just about to sit down.
When he heard someone on the shore threatening to challenge him again, he frowned slightly at first.
The main reason is that the time is wrong, Qin Muge's character card can only be used for one hour.
Qin Muge's understanding is extremely high. If he directly enters the great road, one less breath will be a great loss to him.
But when he heard that the person who came was Mo Qilin, the ninth of the "Ten Masters of Shenxiu Swordsman", he became a little interested.
——This is simply a martial arts point to catch up with!
Chu Xisheng put his hand on the waist knife and looked towards the embankment, with some interest in his eyes: "It turns out to be Mo Qilin and Mo Shaoxia! What a coincidence, Chu also wanted to know what qualifications you, Mo Qilin, have.
Can you sit in front of me, Chu Xisheng? Your Excellency, feel free to take action, Chu will follow."
In fact, according to Chu Xisheng's intention, he planned to make an appointment at a nearby place and ask an old man from the world to witness it.
The time is set for seven days later——
Chu Xisheng has no interest in losing to others, nor does he intend to let himself become a stepping stone for others.
The time for this battle must be after he breaks through the seventh level and his strength is completely transformed.
However, since the other party asked, "Does he have the courage to accept the challenge?", Chu Xisheng had no reason to respond.
Bad luck to this guy!
A flash of green energy suddenly flashed across Mo Qilin's face: "Okay!"
This guy is just as rumored, arrogant and arrogant!
He jumped up directly from the horse, then stepped on the river and rushed towards Chu Xisheng's boat.
Mo Qilin's movement was extremely fast, and he could run at full speed, even briefly surpassing his mount Huang Longju. In an instant, he crossed several miles of river and arrived under the two-sailed speedboat.
Two huge waves burst out from under Mo Qilin's feet, and at the same time, his figure suddenly rose into the air.
"Young Master Chu, pay attention!"
Mo Qilin's voice was like thunder, and his sword skills were like thunder.
It was like a flash of thunder shining in the clouds in early spring.
The sudden thunder of spring causes all things to sprout, which is the awakening of insects!
His sword technique is exactly the Jingzhe Sword!
But at this time, Ye Zhiqiu was looking at Chu Xisheng.
She felt the strange sword intent gathering around Chu Xisheng's body.
——That’s the intention of Yajuan Sword!
This made Ye Zhiqiu slightly distracted.
She was thinking about the jade bottle that carried Chu Xisheng's blood, and the "Practical Notes on White Horses, Not Horses" that Ye Jingyuan asked Chu Xisheng to write in his own hand. They should have been sent to the headquarters of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, right?
I wonder if the local side of this mountain has checked clearly?
Is Chu Xisheng the one who was sensed by the Bloody Sword?
At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu heard a sharp metallic sound.
When she concentrated again, she saw Mo Qilin's figure being blasted off the deck.
His whole figure was like a meteor falling off the two-sailed speedboat, and then half of his body sank into the water. It wasn't until he slid more than thirty feet out of the water that he finally stabilized his figure and stood firm on the river again.
At this time, not only was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Mo Qilin's lips, but a bloody opening also opened on the wrist of his right arm.
Chu Xisheng stood on the deck, and the knife on his waist seemed to have not been unsheathed. He looked calm and raised his fist towards Mo Qilin: "Brother Mo, I accept!"
Ye Zhiqiu was not surprised when he saw this scene.
Although she didn't watch the battle between them carefully just now, she clearly understood the process of their fight.
Chu Xisheng chose to use force to defeat force this time.
He first used the Yaizhan Sword to injure the original owner with most of Mo Qilin's power and sword intent, forcing him to repel him.
Then, with a sharp knife that was invisible to the naked eye, he cut off Mo Qilin's wrist before Mo Qilin's new strength was fully developed.
This unlucky kid has bad luck.
Originally, with his martial arts cultivation, bloodline talent, and Yuan Gong that was half a level higher, he could compete with the current Chu Xisheng for about ten moves.
The problem is that the 'Sorrow of God' stimulated in Chu Xisheng's body has not yet worn off.
Mo Qilin is now fighting against Chu Xisheng who is three times stronger. Is there any reason not to lose quickly?
Mo Qilin remained silent.
More blood spilled from the corners of his lips.
This was not because of his injuries, but because of the blood boiling in Mo Qilin's chest and the rage in his heart.
When Mo Qilin left Beijing, he never thought that he would lose, and he would lose so miserably!
He couldn't survive two sword blows from Chu Xisheng!
No! Strictly speaking, he was defeated at the first blow.
The majestic ninth seat of the ‘Ten Masters of Divine Swordsman’ is not the enemy of the tenth seat!
Fortunately, I have the honor to say in front of my junior brother many times that Chu Xisheng is so virtuous and capable, yet he is on par with Mo Qilin——
At the same time, at least a thousand people on both sides of the Canglang River saw this scene.
A dozen of them immediately took out blank talisman papers from their sleeves and wrote hurriedly on them.
"——On March 10th, Chu Xisheng broke through the seventh level of cultivation when he left the capital, and was surrounded by twelve killers from the Killing Tower around noon. Chu Xisheng's Yuan Gong greatly improved, and his combat power surged. Killing Tower
Two sixth-grade gold medal killers and two sixth-grade silver medal killers were both killed by him.
Shortly after the war, Mo Qilin, the ninth of the Ten Masters of Shenxiu, arrived and threatened to challenge Chu Xisheng, but was defeated by Chu Xisheng with a single blow."
Not long after, several carrier pigeons, several carrier talismans, and two Qiankun Flying Swords flew into the sky one by one. They penetrated the clouds one after another and disappeared into the distance of the horizon.
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Just when Chu Xisheng came out of Beijing and was ambushed, Wuxiang Shenzong's headquarters was far away on the northern border.
The great elder of the training academy, Qing Xuzi, also received the jade bottle sent back to the mountain by the Dongzhou's "Xueyan Special Envoy", as well as a simple book with the words "A Practical Commentary on White Horses, Not Horses".
Although the "Xueyai Special Envoys" sent by the Wuxiang Shen Sect to the thirty-eight states in the world this time are all from the Magic Master Academy, the person in charge of this matter is Qing Xuzi.
He is the great elder of the training institute, and is in charge of the inheritance of martial arts and techniques within the sect. He is responsible for the succession of the "Divine Will Touch Death Knife".
"This son's blood can actually make the eighth and ninth circles of the blood plate show weak fluorescence?"
Qing Xuzi looked at the jade bottle in front of him with confusion on his face.
In fact, as early as nearly a month ago, the imperial edict had been sent thousands of miles to report this matter to him.
However, this sect envoy was cautious in character, fearing that Chu Xisheng's blood would be lost.
He did not use anything like the Qiankun Flying Sword, but specifically asked an inner disciple who was about to return to the sect to send this drop of Chu Xisheng's blood to the Wuxiang Sacred Mountain.
So Qing Xuzi didn't see this jade bottle until today.
The situation described in the imperial edict was something they had never thought about beforehand.
If you have the qualification to touch the death knife with divine will, you have it, and if you don’t have it, you don’t have it. Where is the reason why it is bright but not yet bright?
The great elder of Tiangongyuan who made the thirty-eight-sided 'Blood Jade Plate' gave an explanation. The 'Blood Jade Plate' should have sensed that Chu Xisheng had some of the necessary qualities to practice the Divine Will Touch Death Sword, but he could not be sure, so
Bright but not bright.
However, this matter is easy to solve.
Qing Xuzi picked up the rattle beside him and shook it lightly: "Zong Lingwei, please come in."
A young man in his thirties quickly walked in.
This man has fair skin, delicate facial features, and extremely large earlobes, with the lower edge almost hanging down to a position parallel to his lips.
His name is Zong Lingwei, the two guardians of the sun that shook the sky thousands of miles away.
Now he is staying at the training academy to learn swordsmanship.
After this person came in, he bowed respectfully and said, "Great Elder, what do you have to say?"
"There is something related to the Bloody Sword, so it doesn't bother the two masters."
Qingxuzi smiled at him and threw the jade bottle over casually: "Lingwei, drop the blood in this bottle onto the blade of the Xueyi knife and see the reaction of the Xueyi knife. By the way, remember to remove the magician.
The hospital has called three fourth-level magicians to go with you. If there is no movement from the Bloody Sword, then forget it. If there is a reaction, be sure to cover up the energy."
The lesson learned last time must not be repeated again.
Although Qing Xuzi did not think that Dongzhou Chu Xisheng was indeed the person sensed by the Xueyai Dao, he had to be on guard.
What if it was him?
Zong Lingwei looked stern.
He responded respectfully, then held the jade bottle and exited the room.
At this time, Qingxuzi moved his eyes to the "Practical Notes on White Horses, Not Horses" in front of him.
A white horse is not a horse? Could it be that the lewd thief in Dongzhou is a white horse but not a horse?
Practical notes?
Is it an explanation of how to use this "white horse but not a horse" to become a more powerful adulterer?
Qing Xuzi shook his head slightly, but still opened the book and looked through it carefully.
After a moment, Qing Xuzi let out a sigh, turned the page to the front again, and read it more carefully.
Apply this ray of heavenly charm of "a white horse is not a horse" to martial arts and integrate it into Yangyuan Gong?
This is a great idea!
In this way, this ray of heavenly charm can be used in any martial arts method.
Under the fourth level, once someone refines it, it is difficult to meet opponents at the same level.
Only after reaching the fourth level and the charm of heaven begins to become common, the effect of white horse and non-horse will be weakened.
But this guy is still reckless.
Yangyuan Gong is the result of dozens of generations of Wuxiang Shenzong people who have worked hard and refined it, and the technique itself is approaching perfection.
Any changes at this time will lead to unpredictable consequences and may affect subsequent practice.
Eh?
This combination is perfect! The modification is good and there is nothing wrong with it.
It's like a giant tree with a small branch growing out, which does not affect the main trunk or touch the root.
Dongzhou Chu Xisheng——
Qing Xuzi became interested in this name for the first time.
Then his expression changed, and he raised his hand to the side, calling a copy of "Tianji Martial Arts" on the table over there in front of him.
The pages of the book turned automatically until page 152.
"The tenth seat of the Shenxiu Ten Elite Swordsmen - Chu Xisheng!"
Qingxuzi looked at this line of words and looked extremely pleased.
The ability to activate the first seven rings of the 'Blood Jade Pan' shows Chu Xisheng's talent; integrating the 'white horse is not a horse' into martial arts shows his understanding.
What is rare is that at such a young age, this boy can be among the "Top Ten Talents".
Does Zhengyang Martial Arts School in Dongzhou have such an outstanding junior after Qin Muge more than ten years ago?
This is the blessing of the Wuxiang Divine Sect - even if this son cannot inherit the 'divine will touch death knife', he is still qualified enough to become the pillar of the Wuxiang Divine Sect.
Qing Xuzi thought for a moment, then wrote a comment of his own on the first page of "A Practical Commentary on White Horses, Not Horses" with a serious expression.
Then he took out another piece of yellowed animal skin paper and slid out a strange animal picture on the paper.
The beast looks like a dragon but not a dragon, looks like a tiger but not a tiger, looks like a dog but not a dog, looks like a deer but not a deer, has the power of a dragon, the fierceness of a tiger, the loyalty of a dog, and the spirit of a deer. It is one of the "four unlikenesses" of the mythical beasts.
This is the true intention of the "white horse is not a horse", and it not only incorporates the charm of heavenly law of "the white horse is not a horse", but is more like its complete version.
"A Practical Note on a White Horse Is Not a Horse" handwritten by Chu Xisheng, although it is ingenious and innovative, unfortunately his martial arts level is still too low and he failed to fully draw the true meaning of "A White Horse Is Not a Horse", which makes the value of this book
Great reduction.
Qing Xuzi embedded this animal picture on the last page of the book, and then rang the bell again: "Ren Daoxing, come here."
Ren Daoxing was also one of the two disciples who guarded the sword altar when the Bloody Sword mutated.
He walked in with a blank expression and saw Qing Xuzi throwing a book over: "Send this book to the Scripture Library, and then put this book in the ninth room on the eighth floor. It must be on a bookshelf.
Topmost.”
Ren Daoxing's eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
Their scripture collection building has thirty-six floors, and each four floors corresponds to a level of cultivation.
And nine is the ultimate number.
The books in the ninth room on the eighth floor are all the top secret techniques, ultimate moves, and spells in the eighth level—
The top shelf of the bookshelf is the best of the best!
Ren Daoxing looked down at the book in his hand again.
The title of the book is "A Practical Note on White Horses Are Not Horses", and the signature is Chu Xisheng.
But the first thing he noticed was the line below the title of the book!
This is the first-class secret method under the fourth grade, and it can be the superior inheritance of my Wuxiang Divine Sect - Qingxuzi.
Ren Daoxing couldn't help but look shocked, and secretly cursed Wucao.
This review is incredible!
At the same time, Zong Lingwei, who was standing on the sword altar, was secretly growing grass in his heart.
He had already dripped the blood from the jade bottle onto the blade of the Xueyai knife.
But what happened next made Zong Lingwei confused.
The Bloody Sword first flicked away the blood, which seemed a bit disgusting. But then it used force to suck it back and integrated it into the interior of the blade.
What happened next was even stranger. The Bloody Sword forced out the drop of blood over and over again, and then sucked it back in. Finally, it turned into a bloody line, floating on the back of the blade.
Zong Lingwei thought, what is this? Is it impossible to distinguish, or is it regarded as tasteless, tasteless, and a pity to throw away?
This chapter has been completed!