Sancho's teacher, the Japanese swordsman "Takashi Inoue", spent his whole life raising a sword.
Since he became famous, that sword has never been unsheathed.
No one can guess how powerful Inoue Takashi's sword is now.
As the great disciple of Inoue Takashi, Sancho also followed the same path.
For this reason, Sancho even stayed in war-torn countries in the Middle East for two years, just to kill in the war and feed his sword with blood.
He named his knife "Bloodthirsty"!
At this time, the bloodthirsty knife was unsheathed, and a strong bloody smell and evil spirit bloomed instantly.
If ordinary people were here, the evil energy coming from just the blade could make them seriously ill or even die!
"Last time, I nourished my sword with the blood of a half-step god, and finally achieved some success in my bloodthirst. Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice my bloodthirst again!"
Sancho shouted loudly.
In his eyes, light flashed.
Throughout his life, the teacher kept a sword that could not be drawn out of its sheath, suppressing the other three great gods of Japan and bowing their heads, making him the first of the four great gods of Japan.
As for Sancho, his goal is to cultivate a sword at the half-step god realm. In the future, he can reach the half-step god realm and kill the gods with one sword!
Then, bathe in the blood of the divine realm, break the mirror and enter the divine realm.
Sancho unsheathed his sword.
Even Chen Jin was slightly surprised.
interesting.
"Die!"
The sword was unsheathed. Sanqiu held the handle of the sword with both hands, faced Chen Jin, and drew out the sword again.
A sword glow with blood-colored light appeared in front of Chen Jin's eyes instantly.
Compared with the previous two swords, except for the bloody light, they seemed ordinary, but this sword was more condensed than the previous two swords.
The most important thing is the terrifying power contained in it.
It is far from comparable to the previous two swords.
If the previous two swords were extremely gorgeous, then this one is a return to nature after all the depravity has been washed away.
However, the more this happens, the more terrifying the power becomes.
This sword thrust out, and with just the force it brought out, several big trees around it were broken in half.
The fracture is extremely smooth.
"It finally looks like something."
Chen Jin sneered.
Facing this knife, his expression did not change at all.
He rubbed his fingers again to form a sword and slashed out with one strike.
A gray light pierced the sky.
"Crack!"
Immediately, Sancho's terrifying sword was cut in half.
"How can it be?"
When Sancho saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply.
He himself knows how strong his sword is.
How could Chen Jin do it? With another casual sword strike, his sword light was broken.
Not only that, but it was also a cut with one sword, causing the terrifying power contained in his sword to dissipate in an instant.
This can only show that Chen Jin's sword is several times stronger than his.
But, how is this possible?
"I gave you three swords, now it's my turn!"
Chen Jin said coldly.
Then, he reached out again and grabbed it from the void. The Sword of Purgatory suddenly appeared in Chen Jin's hand.
"Your knife-keeping skills are nothing more than a small skill. Today, I will open your eyes!"
"The Seven Heaven-Defying Demon Swords, the second sword, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"
After saying that, Chen Jin slashed out with his sword.
As the sword of purgatory in Chen Jin's hand cut through the air, the entire Jiangwu Mountain peak seemed to transform into an ancient battlefield.
There is killing everywhere.
Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood!
The evil spirit is so strong!
"This...how is this possible..."
Sancho's eyes suddenly widened.
He felt as if he had become a member of this ancient battlefield.
Around him, a corpse suddenly stood up, bathed in blood, and stabbed him with a sword.
A sense of danger of death came to my mind.
Sancho immediately struck out with his sword.
Sparks flew in the air.
Sancho's sword seemed to really collide with the sword in the phantom's hand.
Then, several more corpses climbed up and attacked him continuously.
Sancho kept waving the "bloodthirsty" in his hand.
Split, chop, pick, stab...
Knife after knife.
Constantly fighting with those figures.
It wasn't until a minute later that Sancho shouted loudly, then slashed out with his sword, and a sword light shot into the sky.
This ancient battlefield was torn apart.
Only then did Sancho realize that he seemed to have returned to the real world.
However, there were actually several more wounds on his body at this time.
Although none of them were fatal, the wounds were indeed there, caused by the phantoms of corpses just now.
"As expected of a half-step god, you can actually tear my sword apart!"
Chen Jin sneered.
This Sanqiu, if Chen Jin met him during the Qi refining period and used all his methods, he would probably be able to draw a tie with him.
However, now, Chen Jin, who is in the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment, has countless ways to kill Sanqiu.
The move just now was just a try for him.
Sangqiu's eyes changed when he looked at Chen Jin.
In his eyes, the fear continued to rise.
The sword strike just now, the terrifying evil aura, was like being in an ancient battlefield, with murderous intent everywhere.
Isn't that what he has been pursuing?
Isn't that the ultimate goal of raising a sword?
However, Chen Jin has already been able to do it.
How to prevent Sancho from being frightened.
In an instant, Sancho realized that he was no match for Chen Jin.
"Then try taking my sword again."
"The Seven Heaven-Defying Demon Swords, the third sword, fall into hell forever!"
Chen Jin raised his sword in the air again.
Suddenly, a gloomy and dark atmosphere came.
The top of Jiangwu Mountain seems to have transformed into hell.
When Sangqiu saw Chen Jin's sword attack, he was so frightened that he even lost his soul.
This sword is even stronger than the one just now.
Sanqiu knew that if he was not careful today, let alone kill Chen Jin, wash away the shame of Japanese martial arts, and use his blood to nourish the sword.
Even I might have to ride here.
Chen Jin's strength simply exceeded his expectations.
Could it be that Chen Jin is not a half-step god at all, but a god?
An idea came into Sancho's mind.
A grandmaster in his twenties is not something unbelievable in the eyes of people like them.
He has also seen half-step gods in their twenties.
But only Sancho, who was in the realm of gods in his early twenties, was completely unheard of.
"Are you in the divine realm?"
Sancho cried out in shock.
Chen Jin sneered: "Even if you come to the divine realm in front of me, I will kill you for you to see!"
After hearing Chen Jin's answer, this time, Sangqiu no longer suspected that Chen Jin was bragging.
He turned and ran.
I won't take this sword forcefully anymore.
"Did you run away?" Chen Jin raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Soon, Sancho also discovered it.
He couldn't escape the scope of this sword at all.
He only felt as if he was being targeted by countless evil spirits.
They have a shikigami in Japan, and Sancho is very familiar with this feeling.
My scalp felt numb for a while.
"Chen Jin, you forced me!"
Sancho suddenly let out a strange cry.
Then, he punched himself in the chest.
Suddenly, Sancho's expression changed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This is all his painstaking effort!
After the blood spurted out, it all sprayed onto Sancho's "bloodthirsty" knife.
Keep a knife, keep a knife!
His teacher kept a knife all his life.
Sancho naturally knew that only the sword he raised was the most powerful because it was connected to his mind.
How could he possibly rely on other people's blood to maintain his sword?
Every once in a while, Sancho himself would use his own blood to feed his "bloodthirsty"!
This is the key to making his sword more and more powerful.
The bloodline of other masters is just a promotion.
All the blood that Sancho spurted was absorbed by the bloodthirsty knife in his hand.
I saw the bloodthirsty blade in his hand, with a strange bloody light shining on it.
"Go to hell!"
Sancho raised his sword and struck it down in the air.
However, this knife was not aimed at Chen Jin.
Sangqiu knew very well that Chen Jin was very powerful and it was impossible to kill Chen Jin with this sword.
It is even unclear how much damage it can cause to Chen Jin.
Therefore, Sanqiu's sword was directed towards Song Qingyan.
His sword, a bloody rainbow, almost tore Chen Jin's sword apart.
The strength of the half-step god realm, bursting out with all his strength, is not weak.
Chen Jin's face suddenly turned cold.
Sangqiu actually dared to target Song Qingyan.
Chen Jin swung his sword again, and the sword energy went straight towards Sanqiu.
Then, Chen Jin flashed and disappeared immediately.
A few flashes of light appeared next to Song Qingyan.
He hugged her, flashed again, and disappeared immediately.
Just after Chen Jin took Song Qingyan out of the way, he cut him down with a bloody sword.
On the entire top of Jiangwu Mountain, a crack several meters long suddenly appeared under Sanqiu's sword.
After drawing this sword, Sangqiu immediately turned around and ran away when Chen Jin rescued Song Qingyan.
At this time, Wang Meiqi arrived just in time and saw the scene just now.
"Meiwu, take good care of Qingyan!"
Chen Jinchong said to Wang Meiwu, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
