Chapter 1778 ? This sword is nothing more than that
Chapter 1,778?? This sword is nothing more than that
"Bitch, get out of here..." Yan Yunshang roared, and the long whip in his hand instantly erupted into several afterimages, sweeping towards Luo Yuheng and hitting the ancient sword, knocking her back.
After taking more than ten steps, he no longer chased and fought, but bit his lips tightly, looked at Yan Bingyun with a worried look on his face, and said softly: "Senior...brother, after consuming so much blood, it should...be enough."
Alright?"
And she, as one of the most favored disciples in the Demon Sword Pavilion, naturally knows how evil this blood sword is. Even the elders in the Nascent Soul Realm in the pavilion are taboo about the Blood Evil Sword, otherwise
, how could such a top-level spiritual weapon fall into the hands of a second-generation disciple?
If it were really a good thing, Yan Bingyun wouldn't be able to get it due to the poor quality of the Demon Sword Pavilion, so the elders would start fighting over it privately.
Where are the opportunities for others?
Seeing that Yan Bingyun's steps were a little shaky due to the loss of too much essence and blood, and his face was as pale as a sheet, Yan Yunshang's heart rose into her throat, and she clenched her fists tightly.
He looked at Yan Bingyun silently.
"Hmph... For the honor and disgrace of Demon Sword Pavilion, what does it mean to lose a little blood essence?
Ancestor Sword Spirit, I will let you drink until you are full today."
Yan Bingyun gritted his teeth and endured the pain caused by the loss of essence and blood. He looked at Ye Xiu with red eyes and murmured coldly: "Little beast, no matter how well you hide and have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Realm,
You will definitely die today."
Buzz buzz!
Yan Bingyun clutched the Blood Fiend Sword tightly, even his lips turned a little white, but he did not let go.
Still holding on!
In just the blink of an eye, one-third of the blood essence on his body was drained away in an instant, and at this moment, the aura overflowing from the blood sword reached a terrifying level.
The murderous intent is on full display.
The expressions of Luo Yuheng and Shi Zhan suddenly changed.
"Haha, you... all of you are going to die..." Only Man Jiuli coughed a few times. Although blood was still pouring from his mouth, the smile on his face became more and more crazier, looking at Shi Zhan.
"Tsk, tsk" a few times, and said with malicious eyes.
"I said, even if I die, I will support you..."
The smile on Man Jiuli's face froze.
Furious.
"I...died your ancestral grave?
The murderer is the Demon Sword Pavilion. If you don't go find Yan Bingyun, Yan Yunshang and the others, why are you just looking at me?"
Man Jiuli went crazy and shouted with broken eyes.
"Why are you staring at me?
A traitor like you is more hateful and deserves to die than the Demon Sword Pavilion..." Shi Zhan snorted, and the movements of his hands became more violent, and his killing moves continued one after another.
After the beating, Man Jiuli continued to retreat.
Feeling frustrated.
"..."
"Good... evil sword."
Luo Yuheng frowned. Seeing that Yan Yunshang did not continue to cause trouble, she was too lazy to bother with it. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the bloody sword in Yan Bingyun's hand solemnly. Her thoughts were racing, and she was constantly thinking about it in her mind.
Searching for things related to the Demon Sword Pavilion, and even gossip, she believed that a top-level spiritual weapon like the Blood Sword could never be unknown. Unlike Man Jiuli, she was far away from the Demon Sword Pavilion in the Zhou Wu Dynasty.
Unlike the Juman Kingdom, which is close to the Demon Sword Pavilion, and the other party is a native Juman, and has grown up listening to the Demon Sword Pavilion. Unlike her, she has only been in the Zhou Wu Dynasty for more than five years, and her understanding of the Demon Sword Pavilion is still superficial.
Therefore, Man Jiuli recognized the origin of the bloody sword at a glance.
"Shi Zhan, what is the origin of this bloody sword in the Demon Sword Pavilion?"
Luo Yuheng pursed his lips, glanced at Yan Yunshang who was not far away, and then asked Shi Zhan via voice transmission.
"The Blood...Evil Sword, one of the top spiritual weapons in the Demon Sword Pavilion..." Shi Zhan said without looking back.
Boom!
Hearing the words 'Blood Evil Sword', Luo Yuheng's delicate body trembled slightly, and her face suddenly turned pale. She had heard of this evil sword long before she came to Zhou Wu Dynasty.
, but I didn’t expect that the bloody sword that once made countless sects fearful would be in the hands of Demon Sword Pavilion. The panic in his eyes flashed away, and he didn’t even notice that his teeth bit his lip, but he was anxious
He shouted loudly and said: "Ye...Ye Xiu, stop him quickly. After this...evil sword swallows the essence and blood, its power will increase countless times, and it can even kill strong men in the Nascent Soul realm."
"I'm thinking of coming to stop him now, it's too late..." Yan Bingyun glanced at her and looked at Ye Xiu with a ferocious look on his face: "Let me cut off his hands and feet with the bloody sword."
Buzz!
The sound of the sword resounded loudly and was still vibrating slightly.
"Hoo, ho, ho..." Yan Bingyun let out a breath and released the hilt of the sword. He only heard a 'buzz' sound, and immediately saw that the sword had increased several times, and was wider than ordinary warriors.
The sword, a much larger blood evil sword, instantly erupted with a dazzling blood light and slashed at Ye Xiu.
Bloody sword?
A burst of ridicule emerged from the corner of Ye Xiu's mouth, what kind of top-notch spiritual weapon is not a spiritual weapon? This Blood Demon Sword is barely at the level of a spiritual weapon. Can such a thing hurt him?
Immediately, he punched the blood sword and punched it.
The fists and swords intersected, and a loud "bang" sound erupted in an instant.
Countless air waves swept out.
The soil is flying.
Some sword cultivators and giant barbarians who were slightly closer were thrown dozens of meters away on the spot. Seeing such movement, the hearts of Luo Yuheng, Shi Zhan... and others were raised in their throats.
Only the people in the Demon Sword Pavilion had calm and confident expressions on their faces.
Covered in dust.
Even strong men like Yan Yunshang and Luo Yuheng in the Dan Formation Realm could not clearly see what was going on inside. They could only frown and look at Yan Bingyun, and said in a deep voice: "Senior...brother, the power of your sword is...
It can kill even the strong men in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so if you use it on that kid, it won't turn him into ashes."
"Hmph, this little beast killed Chong Wu, and I don't want him to die so easily."
Yan Yunshang pouted and looked at Yan Bingyun coquettishly.
"Don't worry, even if he wants to die, it won't be that easy..." Yan Bingyun shook his head. As a strong man at the peak of pill formation and a sword cultivator, he naturally had a sense of measure in his actions. He looked at Ye with half-squinted eyes.
From where Xiu was standing, he smiled faintly and said: "This sword can at most cut off his hand, but not kill him."
"oh?
Cut off my hand?
Are you all so confident?"
Before the dust had cleared, Ye Xiu's joking voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
"Is he... okay?"
Luo Yuheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and ripples appeared in his beautiful eyes. When he saw Ye Xiu, grabbing the blade of the Blood Demon Sword, he walked out of the place where the dust was splashed step by step. Both arms were still intact.
Without any damage, it was his own Blood Fierce Sword that actually kept struggling in his hand. The smile on Yan Bingyun's face froze, and she looked at him with horrified eyes and said in a trembling voice: "No... no
Maybe, even a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm cannot resist my sword. How can you be unscathed?"