Young Master Qingxu suddenly retreated, closed his iron folding fan, and pointed it in the direction of Yan Hongchen.

Silently chanting: "Break the Dow!"

A sharp burst of energy was shot out, like energy that had been compressed repeatedly. It was as solid as an arrow and came at great speed with the sound of breaking the wind.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the trajectory and flow of the surrounding auras of heaven and earth had changed due to it.

Yan Hongchen was greatly shocked, screaming in his heart that it was not good, and quickly used Blood Shadow Step to avoid it.

However, this energy came too quickly and suddenly, and it was still brushed against the shoulder on one side of the body.

The speed of the force did not slow down, and it dissipated only a hundred meters behind him. The power of this finger was really strong.

The blood from the wound on his shoulder immediately dyed his sleeves red, and Yan Hongchen used Blood Shadow Step to quickly distance himself from him.

Looking at Master Qingxu's appearance, it was obvious that the aura around his body had weakened. The move that broke the Dao Finger just now probably consumed most of his strength.

Young Master Qingxu was surprised and said: "You actually managed to escape. Your body skills are very mysterious. If it were any of my peers, this sudden finger would have made me lose one of his arms."

He put his other hand on the shoulder wound and used the Bloodthirsty Art to quickly eliminate the injury. Yan Hongchen looked solemn.

The drug addict in front of him is the strongest person of his generation he has encountered so far in the Continent of the Gods.

This person, whether it is his body skills or combat experience, his coordination is perfect.

It can be seen that with his current level, even if he is at the same level as him, he cannot easily defeat him.

Mr. Qingxu smiled evilly and said: "Boy, go back and remember! Don't disturb my meditation in the future, otherwise I will kill you like a cat or a dog."

Yan Hongchen was not angry and said with a smile: "Brother Shenxu, since you are already at the end of your strength, why do you need to pretend to be fat?"

After being told by Yan Hongchen, Mr. Qingxu also showed a slight expression of embarrassment and anger.

Yan Hongchen looked up to the sky and screamed, slashing away with the bloody sword in his hand. As the saying goes, the heart of cultivating the Tao is like a horse in the road, how can it be justified?

If he was scared away by Mr. Qingxu's few words, would he still be Yan Hongchen?

Even if he is really scared away, Yan Hongchen's Taoist heart, which was originally built on a firm heart, will disintegrate and shatter, resulting in a knot in his heart, and Qingxu will more likely become his inner demon.

He is the descendant of the bloodthirsty clan, and is also the descendant of the legendary Red Lotus Sword Emperor in the ancient and modern myths of the Gods Continent.

Are you afraid of retreating from the three channels of the Sacred Heart?

Not to mention Yan Hongchen's refusal to agree with the sword in his hand, the bloodthirsty emperor Xue Potian was the first one not to agree.

The two fought again, and the Red Lotus Sword Technique became more and more fierce, even though only the first technique incorporated the sword intention left by the Sword Emperor.

But Yan Hongchen is not an ordinary person. He has attainments in earth-level swordsmanship. Even ordinary sword moves from his hands are already beyond the reach of many people.

Mr. Qingxu had already consumed a lot of strength, but now he had to face Yan Hongchen in a life-threatening fight, which was really hard to withstand.

With a pop, Master Qingxu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Yan Hongchen hit him in the back with his sword, and the powerful sword energy entered his body and seriously injured him.

At this moment, Yan Hongchen also showed that the Holy Infant in his body had a huge advantage over others, and the two fought for a long time.

Young Master Qingxu had already consumed seven or eight hundred percent of the spiritual energy in his body, while Yan Hongchen had only consumed half of it.

Attracted by the sound of fighting in the distance, Nangong Yue and Mo Yan walked out of the training cave and watched the fierce battle.

One battle.

Nangong Yue murmured in her heart: "I didn't expect that this lewd thief would be able to compete with the number one person in the previous term, Mr. Qingxu, because of his advanced cultivation."

Mo Yan said: "Junior Sister Nangong, it seems it will not be easy for you to defeat this Yan Hongchen."

Nangong Yue nodded without comment and walked back to the cave to continue practicing.

In the past few days, Mo Yan has tried to attack the Holy Vein many times, and he has successfully opened up a Holy Vein. He wanted to find Yan Hongchen again to learn from each other, but now that he saw this, he could only give up the idea.

After forcing Mr. Qingxu to the cave wall and placing the Weeping Blood Sword on his neck, Yan Hongchen said, "Brother Shenxu! Can you accept it?"

Young Master Qingxu said disdainfully: "Boy, I am unwilling to lose this battle. You just relied on the strong strength in your body to support your squandering."

Yan Hongchen smiled and said: "Well, since Brother Shenxu is not convinced, I will give you another chance to go back and recover your spiritual power. Can we fight again tomorrow?"

Master Qingxu didn't say much, turned around and went back to his cave, then sat cross-legged in the cave and hurriedly regained his strength.

He wondered in his heart why the other party had improved its strength to such an extent in such a short period of time. The advantage he originally had no longer existed.

After returning to the cave, Yan Hongchen sat down and absorbed the experience of the battle just now.

He knew very well that if he were not in the Qingying Sect with Master Qingxu, if the other party's cultivation was even stronger, and the two of them were in a life-and-death battle, even if Yan Hongchen was not killed by a move that broke the Dao Finger, Yan Hongchen would definitely be seriously injured.

rise.

Although he possesses the Earth-level Sword Intention, it is still insufficient when faced with the same level. Master Qingxu's finger is too strong, ridiculously strong.

Xue Potian's figure appeared and said: "Boy Yan, you can only neutralize all the opponent's attacks by cultivating your swordsmanship to the heavenly level and use force to defeat force. You currently have no moves to compete with him."

Yan Hongchen also thought of this, so the first thing he thought of was to integrate the sword intention of the second style of the Red Lotus Sword Technique into the sword move.

The first sword, Red Lotus, appeared for the first time and exerted a powerful force. After all, it was not an unexpected move.

Only the second form of the sword technique: Red Lotus Flowing Light.

This is the only sword that I can currently try to understand due to my cultivation level. The more advanced sword moves are still vague and unable to be understood.

After these days of meditating on the second style and polishing the sword intention, I have also understood seventy-seven or eighty-eight.

I am also aware of the Red Lotus Sword Technique. The more I study the sword moves, the more my swordsmanship is required.

The Red Lotus Sword Technique was able to become the Sword Emperor's unparalleled guard of honor in the world. It was definitely powerful in its own right, but Yan Hongchen had not yet understood it to that extent.

Sitting cross-legged in the cave, immersing all his thoughts in the Holy Infant, he continued to practice the second form, and also tried to communicate with and awaken the sleeping sword intention.

That dead sword intent was as dull and dull as a useless thing in the body, but every time he practiced the second form: Red Lotus Streaming Light, he would throb inexplicably.

This feeling is very strange, as if the sword intention is alive and has a heartbeat, it just needs to be awakened by itself to give it freedom.

Yan Hongchen's mind was focused on practicing the sword technique. The sleeping sword intention started to throb inexplicably and then started to beat in an orderly manner.

From the dim and dead silence at the beginning to the faint luster now, I kept practicing the sword skills mentally, becoming more and more proficient and faster.

As the sword intention becomes more and more energetic, the fluctuations become greater and greater.

Xue Potian said: "Run the sword intention in your body, rush into the sleeping sword intention, communicate with it and wake it up."

Hearing the words, he understood them in his heart and quickly inspired them.

The sword intention of his own level entered, and the sword intention in his body seemed to be alive, beating back and forth in his body.

Finally, the sword intention emitted white light, illuminating the entire Dantian. Yan Hongchen also realized the emergence of the red lotus for the first time and entered the space of a sword. This was a blood-weeping giant condensed from thousands of sword energies.

sword.

The sword was flying now, and Yan Hongchen found it difficult to stabilize himself standing on the sword. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and used the sword skills to absorb the sword energy.

These sword energy was absorbed into his body, like a restless mud dragon, running around in his body and being difficult to control.

The Weeping Blood Sword Spirit appeared at this moment and scolded: "Idiot, if you don't tame these sword intentions, how can you make them work for you?"

Yan Hongchen was stunned and said: "Little fat man, is this sword intention really alive? It actually needs to be tamed."

Weeping Blood Sword Soul angrily said: "Who are you calling a fat boy? Where is this sword soul fat? This is cute, do you understand how cute it is? If you dare to call me fat, your whole family will be fat."

Yan Hongchen was speechless. This little fat guy was really cute and annoying. Thinking of what he said just now about taming the sword, he quickly used the bloodthirsty technique.

The powerful blood evil force suppressed the sword intent that was raging in the body. Under the powerful power of the bloodthirsty art, the sword intent was gradually assimilated and absorbed by Yan Hongchen.

The Weeping Blood Sword Soul was surprised and said: "What kind of technique are you doing? Is it so powerful?"

Yan Hongchen glanced at the Weeping Blood Sword Soul proudly and said, "This is the bloodthirsty clan's supreme skill, the Bloodthirsty Art."

Weeping Blood Sword Soul was surprised when he heard this: "What? The weird skills of the bloodthirsty clan back then? How did you master such magical skills?"

Yan Hongchen was confused and said: "Devil power? What does it mean?"

Weeping Blood Sword Soul said: "Back then, there was an evil heretic force in the Continent of the Gods. They called themselves bloodthirsty tribesmen, and the techniques they practiced were extremely weird. They were all bloodthirsty people, and the techniques they practiced were even more powerful. The more powerful they were, the more powerful they were.

The crazier the battle and the more killing, the easier it is to become stronger. Therefore, many righteous ancient families in the Continent of the Gods are afraid of it, and then they unite the forces of the entire Continent of the Gods to crusade, and finally they are destroyed."

Yan Hongchen asked: "Did the Sword Emperor take action back then?"

Weeping Blood Sword Soul said disdainfully: "Back then, the Sword Emperor's father was the number one among the gods, and he didn't even bother to do these things. It is said that the bloodthirsty clan emperor back then could be considered a gentleman, and the Sword Emperor's father once said that he was suitable.

As a friend."

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen suddenly realized that the bloodthirsty tribe was not murderous at all. The main reason why they offended the gods and continents to jointly attack them was because they were afraid of the power of the bloodthirsty tribe's skills and their growth rate.

Weeping Blood Sword Soul said again: "I also heard that the Emperor of the Bloodthirsty Clan was very powerful back then, but he could not go out in seclusion because of some problems with his cultivation. In the end, there was a spy in the clan who spread the word. Only many forces in the human race dared to do so.

A joint crusade, coupled with the fact that the Bloodthirsty Emperor’s family members are still being held hostage, if it had been the time when the Bloodthirsty Emperor was in its heyday, they would not have had hostages on hand, and those forces would not have dared to carry out such a crusade.”

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen suddenly realized that this was how the Bloodthirsty Clan perished. Their family members were held hostage and they were unable to escape through cultivation. Both of these were the triggers for the Bloodthirsty Clan's demise.

Xue Potian didn't explicitly tell Yan Hongchen about these experiences at the time, maybe he didn't want to mention the past.

Now that I think about it, if he had been through something like this, whoever it was he would come back for revenge at all costs.

In the final analysis, those so-called righteous sects in the Gods Continent are not as good as the demonic sects they talk about.
Chapter completed!