Yu Changsong is used to walking alone.

In his eyes, most of the people in the Tiandao Society are just ants, and only a few people like Ji Ming can make him feel interested.

Only when Ji Ming was able to tie with him, who had four points of skill, would he accept Ji Ming's rare request and go to fight that bird demon, and see if there was anything that could excite him a little bit.

The characters are hiding in the Tiandao Society.

Facts have proved that Yu Luoxia and the man named Zhou Han are both good opponents. Maybe they can force him to do his best if they go together.

He did not go to challenge the two of them, just because they were exhausted in the battle with the harpy. At that time, challenging them, even if it was one against two, was just taking advantage of others' danger, which was not in line with his style.

If you want to fight, of course you have to fight when the opponent is the strongest, and you have to win beautifully.

At this point, he just needs to wait for his opponent to recover.

Bei Mingxiu would not have thought that when they were looking for traces of Yu Changsong, Yu Changsong was also looking for them.

Feeling the changes in spiritual power around him, Yu Changsong looked up with a calm expression.

A touch of red clothes fell lightly.

Li Hongchao looked at him expressionlessly, with red waves in his hands filled with murderous intent.

…

Yu Changsong remembered this woman dressed in bright red.

A few days ago, he accepted her challenge.

It was an unchallenging victory.

Seeing this person again will inevitably make you feel a little uninterested.

"So it's you." Yu Changsong said calmly, "Who gave you the courage?"

Li Hongchao said nothing.

Talking to a dying person is just a waste of time.

If you want to tell the other party something, it is best and most direct to use the knife in your hand.

Li Hongchao held the red wave in his hand and slashed out with a knife. The aura on his body increased steadily with the blade, and a strong smell of blood came out.

Yu Changsong didn't like the taste, or he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart, but the knife in front of him still made his eyes light up.

"It turns out you also hide your strength, that's really interesting."

Yu Changsong let out a clear whistle, and a spear appeared in his hand accompanied by fierce fire. He swung out the spear and met Hong Bo head-on.

The sword and the gun met each other in the air, separated at the first touch, and met again immediately.

This process was repeated hundreds of times.

Li Hongchao's sword was very fast and his attacks were faster, and Hong Bo was a rare magical weapon in the world. However, Yu Changsong, with a spear that was inconvenient for close combat, was still able to completely neutralize her offensive and even find a way to counterattack.

After a hundred moves, Li Hongchao took a few steps back with a cold look on his face.

Yu Changsong still looked calm and calm, the flame at the tip of his spear swaying in the wind, just like his heart.

In the previous duels, he continued to improve his skills. By the time he hit one hundred moves, he had used almost 90% of his strength. However, although Li Hongchao was embarrassed, he still blocked it.

He raised his head and pointed the tip of his spear directly at Li Hongchao.

"You are qualified to be my opponent."

The tone of his words was still calm, without any waves.

But there is a kind of excitement of meeting an opponent.

With his superficial cultivation, there are almost no opponents in the Tiandao Society, and there is only one person who can make him attack with almost all his strength.

Li Hongchao snorted softly, his eyes staying on the red wave.

A strong blood gas exploded again, and bright red blood gas leaked from Li Hong's palm, quickly wrapping the red wave inside.

She picked up the knife and rushed towards Yu Changsong again.

Yu Changsong's eyes were firm and he raised his gun to meet him.

In the light of the sword and the shadow of blood, Li Hongchao struck out with a sword as fast as a sword, with the intention of taking his life.

Yu Changsong didn't like the smell of blood on her knife, but he liked her merciless way of attacking even more.

This is interesting.

He danced his spear like a dragon in the wind, no matter how the blood shadow spread and no matter how fast Li Hongchao's knife was, it could not touch a corner of his clothes.

This is the result of his training in the Holy Pavilion.

As an immortal spirit body of the Holy Pavilion, Yu Changsong has been cultivating since childhood. Yu Changsong's cultivation level is much higher than that of his peers, and he practices the exquisite skills in the Holy Pavilion's scripture library. No matter how strong Li Hongchao is, he will

How to break through his defense?

In his eyes, as long as Li Hongchao could hurt him even a hair, he would consider her the winner.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated a bit.

Li Hongchao was not here to challenge him.

She came to kill him.

As Li Hong turned towards the blade, bloody air rose into the sky, and then fell with the red wave of the blade, covering Yu Changsong.

Suddenly, a warning sign sounded in Yu Changsong's heart.

This was the first time he felt danger in the Tiandao Society.

With a thought in his mind, the spear swung unstoppably towards the surroundings, and a strong wind of fire raged out, completely driving away the bloody smell.

However, in the fire wind, a blade that was redder than the flame appeared, and it was in front of Yu Changsong in an instant.

Yu Changsong could also see the cold eyes of the woman who was almost integrated with the flames.

It was too late for him to draw back his spear at this moment.

But originally he just wanted to get rid of the annoying bloody smell.

His right shoulder collided directly with Li Hongchao's blade.

With a shout, Li Hongchao retreated again with a knife, almost staggering and falling.

The fire and wind stopped.

Yu Changsong inserted the handle of the spear straight into the ground, dusted off the dust on his right shoulder, and praised: "You can fight me like this, you..."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and his words stopped.

There was a dazzling bright red on his left hand.

That was the blood flowing from his body.

The smell of blood penetrated his nose again, which was particularly pungent.

He looked over his right shoulder in disbelief.

There was a tiny scar there, but blood gurgled out, quickly staining his entire sleeve red.

Yu Changsong's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

This was the first time he was injured in the Tiandao Society.

But if he was just injured, it wouldn't be enough to shock him like this.

The meridians of his right arm were completely blocked at this time, and he could no longer exert any spiritual power - unless he forced the exercise at the cost of heavy bleeding.

This means that his right arm is almost useless.

Yu Changsong was still in shock and could not even hold the spear tightly.

His pupils had shrunk to almost a point at this time, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before. He said in a trembling voice: "The successor of the Sword Demon?"

As a disciple of the Holy Pavilion, Yu Changsong knows very well that there is only one technique in the world that can cut off spiritual power and even destroy the meridians in the body of an immortal or immortal spirit that are connected to the heaven and earth, but it has no effect on mortals.

That is the natural enemy of all immortals, a sword technique specially used to kill immortals.

The Blood Demon Sword Technique of the Sword Demon.

At that time, the sword demon was rampant in the world, and the immortals almost lost their fighting power after just one sword strike. The practitioners who had not yet become immortals did not have the strength to fight against the sword demon. With this, he almost dominated the world.

At that time, even Shang Qingtian, the master of Wuan Sword Peak and one of the Five Sanxian Sword Immortals, died under the Blood Demon Sword. Looking at the entire continent, there were only two people who could compete with him in a real sense.

Xun Rizhao, the Immortal Lord of the Holy Pavilion.

Jiuxianjiangyuebai.

However, these two people were also injured by the sword demon and were forced to retreat to practice. The power of the blood demon sword can be seen clearly.

In Yu Changsong's opinion, Li Hongchao could easily cut through his body-protecting spiritual power with one sword and almost cripple his arm. He must have used the Blood Demon Sword Technique, and it could only be the Blood Demon Sword Technique.

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Hongchao's eyes, and he shook his head without explaining anything. The red wave once again glowed with blood-red light and slashed down towards Yu Changsong's neck.

What she meant was clear.

Although Yu Changsong's meridians were injured, from the perspective of the token, the injury was far from reaching the level where he needed to be transported back to Zhongzhou City.
Chapter completed!