The fluctuations of the two people's fight were also transmitted with the roaring sound at this moment.
"Huh? Is there anyone fighting?"
Far away from here, Han Li and Du Qingcheng, who were practicing, suddenly opened their eyes and stood up suddenly.
"Is there anyone fighting?"
"Why didn't I hear it?"
"Hey, there seems to be a real roar."
"This Sword Intention Tower is the place where the inheritance of the demon sword is received, and the perception cannot spread very far. Who would take action here?"
The faces of many warriors suddenly showed doubts.
The Sword Intention Tower can greatly improve the swordsmanship of the swordsmen. Everyone entering here is an opportunity, so there are generally few people fighting against each other, and they are all trying their best to understand the sword intention and try to enter a higher level.
level.
But now there are actually people fighting here. This is simply giving up a great opportunity and insisting on wasting it.
"Shui Yueqing, it must be Shui Yueqing and the others."
Suddenly, Han Li's eyes narrowed, with a serious look on his face.
The direction that the sound came from was exactly the direction where Shui Yueqing and others disappeared before.
"They must have discovered something. Are they attacking Xu Yan? Or Leng Xingfeng? Or, is it Qin Chen?"
Han Li's eyes flashed. He knew Shui Yueqing very well. If given the chance, he would definitely attack these other seed disciples for the title of eldest son.
"No, I have to go over and take a look."
With a thought in his mind, Han Li immediately rushed towards the place where the faint roar came from. He was so fast that he disappeared into the gray mist in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Han, I'm coming too."
Whoosh!
After Han Li swept out, Du Qingcheng naturally did not leave behind. He followed closely with a sway.
"Let's go and have a look."
"Who is doing this in this Sword Intent Tower?"
"Hurry over there."
Swish swish swish.
Many warriors following Han Li flew up and followed him.
Not only Han Li and the others, there are more than a hundred warriors who have entered the third floor of the Sword Intent Tower at this moment. Although the Sword Intent Tower is covered by gray fog everywhere and the area is very vast, Qin Chen had fought against Shui Yueqing before.
The movement was too great, especially the last blow of the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron that shattered the Hunyuan Cauldron. It was like a collapse of the sky and spread far and wide.
For a moment, many warriors who heard the commotion were shocked. After thinking deeply, they flew towards the place where the roar came from.
Naturally, Qin Chen didn't know that he had alarmed so many warriors. Even if he knew it at this moment, he couldn't think about it so much anymore, because the blood-colored light transformed by the blood curse had turned into a stream of light and came to his eyes instantly.
.
Knowing that this bloodline curse has entered his body, he will have no way to escape, and the masters of the Demon Sword Sect will definitely find out the clues.
"Bloodline Forbidden!"
At this moment, Qin Chen's hair stood up, and his eyes were colder than ever before. He stared at the bloody light. At the moment when the blood curse was about to hit him, he quickly made a large number of hand gestures with his hands.
Swish, swish, swish!
Qin Chen moved his hands quickly, and for a moment, it seemed like it turned into a phantom. A large amount of bloodline power merged with the true essence, and finally formed a complex rune in the void, blocking the bloody light.
Buzz!
Shui Yueqing's blood curse suddenly exuded a cold and violent aura, and he wanted to break through the void rune and sink into Qin Chen's body, but Qin Chen moved his hands quickly again, and the void rune exuded a terrifying aura, like a big net.
Seeing the blood-colored beads flowing with a cold and cursed aura, Qin Chen let out a long breath.
So suspenseful.
Fortunately, his accomplishments in the bloodline were behind him, and he was able to finally stop the bloody curse at the critical moment.
"Master Chen, are you okay?" You Qianxue came to Qin Chen and said nervously.
She had thoroughly cleaned the battlefield, removing all traces of her and Qin Chen.
"I'm fine, let's go, get out of here quickly!"
Qin Chen shook his head. Before leaving, he rolled his eyes, suddenly showed a sly smile, pinched his throat and roared suddenly.
"Han Li, you actually...ah!"
Qin Chen roared loudly, the sound was rumbling and full of shock and anger, as if a warrior was roaring in despair before dying.
The sound was like thunder, rumbling and reverberating throughout the third floor of the Sword Intention Tower, and spread hundreds of miles away in an instant.
After shouting this sentence, Qin Chen smiled slyly under You Qianxue's stunned gaze, swayed, and disappeared with You Qianxue, disappearing into the gray mist.
After sending You Qianxue away, Qin Chen did not leave too far. Instead, he turned around and returned to the place where the previous battle took place.
Not far away, Han Li, who was flying rapidly over, heard this roar and couldn't help but be startled.
What's going on? Who is calling me?
His brows were furrowed, full of doubts, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but speed up, and like a flash of lightning, he arrived on the battlefield in an instant.
What?
The next moment, his eyes froze, and his eyes were filled with blood. There were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the rich smell of blood was almost nauseating.
What frightened Han Li even more was that he discovered a black long sword on the ground in front of him. At the top of the long sword was a five-clawed black dragon, which looked ferocious and violent.
"Black Dragon Sword, isn't this Shui Yueqing's treasured weapon?"
Whoosh!
He raised his hand in the shape of a claw, and the black sword instantly fell into Han Li's hand.
He looked carefully, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes. Yes, it was indeed Shui Yueqing's Black Dragon Sword.
The Black Dragon Sword is one of the top magic weapons of the Demon Sword Sect. It was given to Shui Yueqing by the sect leader on the day Shui Yueqing became a seed disciple. But how could this sword fall here now?
For a swordsman, the sword is not only a weapon, but also a part of life, not to mention the black dragon sword that has special meaning to Shui Yueqing. Under normal circumstances, the sword is with the person, and the sword dies and the person dies, as long as the water
As long as Yueqing is alive, it is impossible to throw down the Black Dragon Sword.
Unless, he is dead!
hiss!
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Han Li felt cold all over his body. Although he wanted Shui Yueqing to die in order to compete for the position of eldest son, when the incident actually happened, he was still deeply touched in his heart.
"who?"
Suddenly, Han Li's eyes froze, and the hair all over his body stood up. He suddenly looked at a mountain col outside the battlefield, a cold light bloomed in his eyes, and he slashed his sword towards it.
boom!
The terrifying sword intent slashed into the mountain col, and smoke filled the air. At the same time, a black figure suddenly rose into the sky and shot towards the distance.