Xiao Yao had to fight to the third move a few days ago and could not continue to fight with all his strength. At this time, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo saw his body moving in agile shape. They were like a spirit snake coming out of a hole while flicking and kicking, elegant and handsome, as proud and free as if squirting ink. The sun shone on him, and there was a little golden light accompanying him in every move, floating and falling. His fist posture was not as elegant as Hong Lingbo but lost his power, but both were both. Each punch and every kick would be accompanied by a low sound of breaking through the air. Seeing that a set of plain mandarin duck fists were so amazing by Xiao Yao, Li Mochou was surprised and began to look at Xiao Yao with a different look.

After a set of Yuanyang fists, Xiao Yao bowed to Li Mochou and then stood there again. Li Mochou looked at Xiao Yao with a lot of thoughts in his heart. In fact, when he saw this almost completely damaged forest, Li Mochou was indeed a little surprised. With her power, doing these things is naturally a piece of cake, but if it was Xiao Yao's actions, even if he had been opened and relaxed, his body's muscles and bones changed drastically, he would never believe it. At first, she thought it was Hong Lingbo who had sent the true energy from his body into Xiao Yao's body, but when he took the vein, there was no sign of using true energy in Xiao Yao's body. This made him punch the Yuanyang fist again, but he saw that although his power was good, he was definitely not able to achieve such an effect in front of him, and he immediately became confused again.

But Hong Lingbo was not as cautious as Li Mochou for Xiao Yao. She saw that the set of mandarin duck fist she taught Xiao Yao had already taken all the essence, and her efforts to help him heal him twice were not in vain. She felt very happy. Although Hong Lingbo was also suspicious of this strange thing, he chose to believe Xiao Yao and believe that he would treat him honestly.

Seeing that it was meaningless, the three of them returned to the platform together. Li Mochou didn't ask Xiao Yao any questions. Although he was puzzled, he did not continue asking. He just secretly added a little bit of alert to Xiao Yao, but Hong Lingbo still had deep affection for Xiao Yao. After returning from the forest, the two of them made fire and cooked together, and the relationship was no different from before.

While the two were cooking, Li Mochou exhale and breathe as usual, practiced sword techniques to move his body. At this time, only Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo were left on the platform. Seeing that the master was not there, Hong Lingbo asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yao, did you really use the Dragon Killing Axe to clear the woods with the power of the moves transformed by the Mandarin Duck Fist?"

Xiao Yao said, "You don't believe me either?"

Hong Lingbo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just... this is a bit unreasonable."

Xiao Yao asked, "Why is it unreasonable?"

Hong Lingbo said: "A person's energy is limited. Don't say that you are just a beginner. Even with my current cultivation level, it is impossible to destroy the forest like that in that moment. Besides, the Yuanyang Fist is not a master of martial arts, and its power is limited. How can you be a beginner..." As he said that, Hong Lingbo suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Xiao Yao asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" As he said that, his right hand swayed in front of her.

"Oh, what's wrong with your palm? Why are you injured?" Suddenly, Hong Lingbo grabbed Xiao Yao's right hand shaking in front of him and asked with concern.

"It was just scratched by the reverse scale on the handle of the dragon-killing axe. It's not a problem. Look, you've stopped bleeding for a long time, so don't worry." Xiao Yao saw Hong Lingbo's face full of care and was unwilling to make her worry more about him, so he pretended to be relaxed.

"The reverse scale on the Dragon Slayer Axe? Oh, by the way, it must be like this... Xiao Yao, where is that Dragon Slayer Axe? Where have you put it?" Hong Lingbo's expression instantly became shady and clear. He was anxious, confused, surprised, and a hint of joy. He hurriedly asked Xiao Yao.

"I remember... I threw it to the ground casually. I found it here." Xiao Yao saw the anxious look on Hong Lingbo's face and understood that there must be something strange about this axe, so he hurriedly helped Hong Lingbo find it.

Hong Lingbo held the dragon-killing axe in his hand, looked for a while, and asked, "When you used this dragon-killing axe just now, were there anything strange? "

After hearing Hong Lingbo's question, Xiao Yao immediately remembered the wound on his hand and the strange red shadow, and said, "When I swung it just now, the axe body of the axe would turn into a red red like a calcined man, which would heat up. Moreover, the reverse scales carved on the axe handle seemed to be used for attack. I was actually scratched in my hand."

After hearing Xiao Yao say this, Hong Lingbo took the dragon-killing axe into his hand and looked at it carefully. After a while, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "Can this axe handle suck blood?"

Xiao Yaoqi said, "Huh? How did you know? The blood I had stained on it before seeped into the axe handle through the scales carved on the axe handle."

Hong Lingbo was shocked and said, "Oh, let me see your hand." As he said that, he quickly took Xiao Yao's right hand and looked carefully.

When Xiao Yao saw Hong Lingbo's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, he felt uneasy and asked tentatively: "What's wrong with this dragon-killing axe?"

Hong Lingbo checked and saw that although the wound was mottled and about several inches deep, it was bloody and white, and there was no sign of poisoning. He then let go of his heart. Seeing Xiao Yao looking at him with a serious expression, he paused and said, "I once heard from Master tell a legend that it happened before the Sui and Tang Dynasties. According to legend, a pair of magic swords appeared in the world, called the Red Blood Yin and Yang Blade. These two swords were made of meteorite iron from the sky as materials, and cultivated the sword soul with various blood. During the casting period,

During this period, the sword must be watered with animal blood every day, and rinsed with human blood every three days, and every seventy-nine days, a baby born not exceeding 49 days was taken to be put into the forge to sacrifice the sword. In this way, it took four years and four months, and it was not until the fourth day of the month that it was completed. It is said that this sword can suck human blood by itself, be greedy for the soul, and when it wields it like blood coagulation into a sword, and can release the heat from the forge at that time. At the time of birth, the sky light suddenly changed, and blood was scattered.

The red light penetrated from the clouds, and the world was covered with blood. When the sword was completed, the sword-caster slaughtered Qixiang and Twelve Villages. Within ten miles of blood, the people and animals died. When the sky changed and the evil appearance appeared, some people in the martial arts world went to stop it, but in the end none of them could go back alive. The massacre was not over until dawn and the morning light first appeared. When several sects in the martial arts world finally gathered their hands to rush over,

I saw corpses everywhere in the countryside, as bloody as a hell in the world. The blood of the dead people rushed out of a riverbed, flowed along the terrain into the tributary of the Yangtze River, and finally flowed into the Yangtze River. At the mouth of the sea, the river was bloody and dark, and it was difficult to eliminate. After searching, the sword-caster was confirmed to have committed suicide, but the red blood Yin and Yang Blade disappeared, leaving only the ancient legend that had been passed down from word to mouth in the river and lake for hundreds of years."

After hearing Hong Lingbo's legend, Xiao Yao was already shocked. After pausing, he asked in disbelief: "What do you mean... this dragon-killing axe is made of the red blood Yin-Yang Blade as material and is re-forged?"

Hong Lingbo shook his head and said, "Even Master doesn't know the origin of this dragon-killing axe, how can I know? I just heard what you said just now, and I suddenly remembered this legend and felt that the two were somewhat similar. As for whether it was made of red blood Yin-Yang Blade, I dare not speculate on it."
Chapter completed!