Seeing the Blood Fiend Sword fall into Ye Xiu's hand, Yan Bingyun's eyes became dull.
He fell to the ground in despair.
His face turned pale!
He still couldn't figure it out. Even the strong men in the Nascent Soul Realm didn't dare to resist his sword. However, when he used all his strength to strike Ye Xiu, how could nothing happen to him?
"Buzz, buzz..."
The blood sword was still vibrating slightly.
Like trembling and fear, the sound of the sword continued, and the sword's intention was restrained by it. In addition to the sword body still being a little red, the evil spirit no longer leaked out, and it was not as sharp as before.
On the contrary, he looks like a pitiful little person.
He kept begging Ye Xiu.
"Demon...Jiange's top spiritual weapon, is this it?"
Ye Xiu frowned and looked at the Blood Fiend Sword in his hand, a little disappointed. With his strength, it was not difficult to see that this thing exploded after devouring nearly one-half of Yan Bingyun's blood essence.
The strength is only comparable to that of warriors in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
It takes half a day to accumulate energy...
Not worth a punch from yourself?
Ye Xiu was also speechless. He thought the posture was very powerful, but he didn't expect that it was just a silver gun with a wax tip.
Boom!
When he heard his words 'that's it', the Blood Demon Sword stopped for a moment, then began to struggle violently, as if there was still a trace of consciousness desperately trying to pass on.
Very clear.
"You still...know how to beg for mercy?"
Ye Xiu was stunned, looking at the Blood Demon Sword with a strange look on his face. He did not expect that this thing seemed to have real spirituality.
The blood sword buzzed, buzzed several times.
Extraordinarily docile.
He just barely flew up, acting coquettishly like a puppy and stroking his face. Yan Bingyun was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he saw this scene. He glared at the Bloody Sword with red eyes. Are you a bitch?
I treat you like an uncle, but you ignore me. Every time I want to use you, you have to be fed first. If you fall into the hands of that kid, why are you not aloof?
She's so coquettish...
nausea.
Cheap...skin.
It's not a toy.
Yan Bingyun was so angry that his face was livid, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made loud noises. Ye Xiu didn't think so much. After his eyes stayed on the Blood Fiend Sword for a moment, he shook his head.
Shake his head and say
: "The evil spirit is too strong, like a ghost weapon, affecting the character of the mind. I have to feed you with essence and blood before using it, otherwise it will not be as good as Zhao Guoxian's soul-shaking beads. The price-performance ratio is too low. I don't have that much essence and blood to waste on yours."
On the body."
"Bang……"
Before the Blood Demon Sword could respond.
Ye Xiu's hand exerted a little force and he heard a 'click' sound. He immediately saw that the extremely sharp Blood Demon Sword was instantly covered with cracks.
The blade of the sword was also cracked.
"Little...beast, you dare to destroy my bloody sword?"
Yan Bingyun roared, his eyes turned red, and his body couldn't stop trembling, as if someone had dug out a whole piece of meat. There was a buzzing sound in his head. If it weren't for the loss of essence and blood,
Halfway through, it was difficult for him to even stand up. Seeing that the Blood Fiend Sword was destroyed, with his character, he would have rushed forward desperately to fight Ye Xiu.
"This is how people die for money and birds die for food. My life is almost gone, and I am still thinking about this broken sword."
Ye Xiu sneered a few times, threw the fragments of the blood sword out casually, walked up to Yan Bingyun, stepped on his chest, looked at him with playful eyes, and joked: "Steal my demon pill, and return it."
If you want to cut off my hands and feet, the Demon Sword Pavilion is really overbearing, Master Yan, how do you want to die?"
"Elder brother..."
Whoosh!
Seeing that Yan Bingyun not only fell into the opponent's hands, but was also stepped on severely and suffered such humiliation, the expressions of all the sword cultivators suddenly changed.
One by one, they looked at Ye Xiu anxiously, so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe.
Yan Bingyun lost.
How can the rest of the people fight with him?
Yan Yunshang was also so frightened that her face turned pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of fear. Yan Jian was killed, and she didn't feel the slightest bit. After all, the other party was only at the Grandmaster level, and he was even worse than her.
traveled thousands of miles until
Witnessing the tragic death of Yan Chongwu, there were some ripples in her heart, but she didn't pay too much attention to it. Now, when she saw that even a figure like the senior brother was defeated miserably at the hands of the other party, she began to
Panic.
"What...what do you want?"
Yan Bingyun coughed a few times, endured the panic, looked at Ye Xiu's trembling face with a pale face, and said: "You'd better think clearly, I... am the senior disciple of the Demon Sword Pavilion, and the master is at the Yuan... Transformation of God Realm
Strong men, and four Nascent Soul elders, it’s too late to let me go now, otherwise, if my master knows about it, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, he will definitely catch you back and avenge me..."
"Finished?"
Ye Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at him expressionlessly. He didn't care about such a threat at all, so what if he transformed into a god?
If anyone dares to cause trouble, at worst, he will put in extra effort to kill him, steal his demon pill, and then leave in a swaggering way. Are you kidding me?
Out of the corner of her eye, she turned to him and said calmly: "Where is my demon pill?"
"Give it... back to you..." Yan Bingyun's face changed wildly. He felt the killing intent emanating from Ye Xiu's body, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and directly took the black bear demon's demon pill.
I also took out the ancient book that I had hidden earlier, with expectant eyes.
Looking at Ye Xiu's trembling voice, he said: "And this skill, I got it from the Immortal Sect. As long as you let me live, I will give it all to you. I...I can swear that as long as you spare me,
Today's matter has been wiped out, and I guarantee that Demon Sword Pavilion will not trouble you in the future."
Immortal sect’s technique?
There really is such a thing...
Ye Xiu was stunned, and the surprise in his eyes flashed away. He took the ancient book from Yan Bingyun's hand and did not rush to read it. Instead, he looked at him with regret: "It's a pity that you haven't heard of the story between the farmer and the snake."
story."
"What farmer and snake?"
Yan Bingyun looked so confused that he even forgot to be afraid.
"Let me tell you another secret..." Ye Xiu smiled and did not explain what the connection between the farmer and the snake was. Seeing that he seemed to be asking about his secret, Ye Xiu knelt down and whispered in his ear:
"If I tell you, can you help me keep this secret?"
"One...certainly can."
Yan Bingyun nodded vigorously and looked at Ye Xiu with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
"I have also killed the powerful people in the realm of gods in your eyes."
After Ye Xiu finished speaking, before Yan Bingyun could wake up from the shock, he crushed his neck with a 'pop' sound. It wasn't until the life in his eyes began to dissipate that he slowly stood up and sighed, saying:
"It seems you haven't heard of it. The only people who can keep secrets are dead people..."