Sikong saw blood, almost half of the warriors in Chaotian City had heard of his deeds.

This person is terrifyingly talented and full of love for swordsmanship. When he was fifteen years old, he realized the first sword intent.

He can be said to be the number one sword genius in the Dagan Dynasty.

He became a disciple of the Wanjian Sect of the Dagan Dynasty. At the age of eighteen, he had already broken through the early level of the sixth-level martial master and was a shining new star of the Dagan Dynasty.

The only disadvantage is that he is arrogant and looks down on any genius in the world, which has caused dissatisfaction among many peers.

During one trial, he was even more conspired to be infatuated.

From then on, my cultivation has plummeted thousands of miles.

From breaking through to the sixth-level martial master's realm at the age of twenty to the age of twenty, his cultivation has not improved in five years.

Many geniuses who were inferior to him back then gradually surpassed him and became the top geniuses in the Dagan Dynasty and even the land of hundreds of dynasties.

But he was slowly forgotten.

Just when everyone almost forgot about him, two years ago, he appeared in everyone's sight again.

And he killed three middle-level sixth-level martial masters with one sword, shocking the world.

It was not until this time that everyone discovered that Sikong Jianxue had broken the vicious cycle that had not been broken for five years and had broken through to the mid-stage level of the sixth level.

This shining star appeared in everyone's sight again.

However, due to the stagnation of his cultivation for many years, despite his breakthroughs, he still cannot be among the top geniuses in the hundreds of dynasties. However, his swordsmanship and terrible cultivation are still the objects of many geniuses in the hundreds of dynasties to look up to.

Now, he was the last player of the Great Jin Dynasty, and he had already entered the late stage of the sixth level, which was not shocking everyone.

In a trance, the top genius a few years ago returned to everyone's sight again, like the dazzling stars.

"I didn't expect that the final genius of the Great Jin Dynasty was Sikong's blood!"

"If it weren't for his hidden sword technique, we might not have recognized this person."

"I haven't heard of this bloody sword technique for many years, and the hidden sword technique has probably reached the realm of transformation."

"The Hidden Killing Sword Technique uses the unique spatial sword intent to integrate the sword Technique into the void, which is simply unaware of and cannot be defended!"

"The boy from the Great Virgin Dynasty is going to be in danger."

The crowd was shocked and could no longer calm down. They all showed shock and made an uproar.

Even the geniuses of the major dynasties in the Neiyue Pavilion had a serious expression. The masked man was actually Sikong's bloody?

Although they did not belong to the same era, they did not hinder them. They once worshiped Sikong's bloody worship.

"It's interesting. Sikong Jianxue is obviously only a late-stage sixth-level martial master. He can combine sword attacks with space, and there is no trace of fluctuation. Although it does not really integrate into the void, a sixth-level martial master can do this, which is indeed extraordinary!"

Qin Chen shook his head secretly. Sikong's bloody sword skills were not ordinary even in the martial arts realm.

However, if such a sword technique is against others, it may be invincible, but if he is against him, Qin Chen, it is still far from being defeated.

"Using the combination of sword intent and space, this person's cultivation is too low after all, and he has no control over the mystery of space. The so-called combination is just floating on the surface, which is too far apart."

The seventh-level mental power was filled with, and every sword that was bloody was clearly presented to Qin Chen's mind, without any obstacles at all.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The long sword danced, and Qin Chen did not retreat but advanced.

The dense sound of sharp blades collided, and Qin Chen could cleverly resist the bloody sword light of Sikong. The sword light that everyone below could not see clearly seemed to have no hidden effect in front of Qin Chen.

"How is this guy possible? How can this guy sense the trajectory of my sword technique?"

Sikong's bloody eyes changed for the first time.

In order to better integrate his hidden sword technique into space, in recent years, he has been practicing hard, comprehension of the sword intent of space, and even sacrificed some attack power and speed, with the purpose of making the hidden sword technique better hide in space.

Now that the sword technique of Yinkill is great, he is confident that unless the Seventh-level Martial King, even a half-step Martial King master can see the trajectory of his sword technique. But now, in front of Qin Chen, his sword technique of Yinkill seems to have lost its hidden effect and is easily blocked by the other party. How can he not be surprised?

"This is what is called the end of warm-up, take action seriously? But that's it!"

Qin Chen sneered. The next moment, his figure standing on the ring suddenly blurred, and the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared!

"It also allows you to see what the real traceless sword technique is!"

The cold voice sounded, and the sword light in Qin Chen's hand disappeared, as if it had disappeared completely. The next moment, a sharp sword light appeared in front of Sikong Jian's blood body, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"not good!"

Sikong was shocked when he saw blood, and his body retreated wildly, and at the same time he waved his sword to block it!

when!

The long swords intertwined, and Sikong saw the blood tiger's mouth cracking, and the long sword could hardly be controlled.

Swish!

With another sword, Sikong saw the long sword in his hand and threw it up directly and fell into the arena.

Swish!

The third sword flashed.

Sikong's bloody body almost retreated against the sword light, and a sword mark appeared on his robe, his forehead was broken and his hair fell, and he frantically retreated for dozens of meters before he stood on the edge of the arena.

As long as you are one minute later, you may be divided into two by the mysterious rust sword.

Click!

A subtle sound of rupture sounded, and a crack appeared on Sikong's bloody face, which quietly turned into two halves and fell.

Behind the mask, a twisted face covered with centipede-like marks appeared, which made everyone suck and feel cold all over.

Is this Sikong's bloody blood? What has he experienced over the years?

Everyone was shocked. At first, they thought Sikong Jianxue covered his face because they did not want the Daqian Dynasty to take action too obvious. But after seeing Sikong Jianxue's face, everyone realized that the other party's appearance had become too scary.

"You angered me!"

The mask fell, and Sikong saw the aura on his blood suddenly became ferocious, and a violent aura filled with it.

Sigh, his body flashed, and Sikong saw the blood disappearing from the spot in an instant. When he appeared again, he had already reached Qin Chen's side. His right hand, his muscles wriggled, his fingernails swelled up, turning into a terrible blood demon claw, and grabbed Qin Chen's chest hard.

“What a fast speed.”

Everyone felt their eyes blurred, and Sikong saw blood coming to Qin Chen.

Losing his weapons, Sikong Jianxue's strength not only did not weaken, but became even more terrifying.

"Die!"

Sikong opened his mouth and shouted angrily when he saw blood, as if he was an evil spirit.

Bang!
Chapter completed!