Chapter 699 Forging the sword's fourth-order blood
Chapter 699: Sharpen the Sword’s Edge with Level 4 Blood
When he was still the patrol envoy of Nanjiang Prefecture Daolu Branch, He Guangjun was a single swordsman and experienced countless dangerous battles.
At the beginning of the recovery of spiritual energy, all kinds of evil spirits, ghosts, residual souls, harmful spirits, etc. spring up after a rain.
With the sword in his hand, he fought through the bloody battles. Later, he went to Dingxicheng for training and fought with the witch cultivator for a while, wandering on the edge of life and death several times.
During the ten years that Nanjiang Prefecture served as the protector and chief of the court, his sword never had the chance to kill evil enemies.
But it was also a critical period for him to calm down and ponder the way of swordsmanship, and to use his body as a scabbard to precipitate his sword intent.
Later, he received the Sword Scripture presented by Zhang Guanzhu, and he was able to successfully understand the sword's intention to break through, taking a crucial step. It was inseparable from the ten years of dormancy and even the accumulated accumulation.
It had been a long time since he had fought a life-or-death fight, and his fighting instinct was still engraved in his bones.
Before encountering a demonic ape that used him as bait and suddenly self-destructed in a strange way, he roared out "Quickly retreat" and escaped more than a hundred feet in advance with his sword escape technique understood in the pure sword realm. In that gambling fight with Shi Yin, he
He once used the sword escape technique, and the escape distance was not far enough, but it was able to get him out of trouble.
He chose to fall to the ground at the base of a big tree on the side of the street, and used a third-level earth escape talisman in one go to hide underground to temporarily avoid danger.
In a short period of time, you can't escape very far while flying in the air.
He has a calm mind and can judge the pros and cons based on instinct.
I didn't expect that the fourth-order demon ape's self-destruction would be so terrifying.
He suspected that the demon ape cooperated with other treasures to self-destruct, but he just wanted to understand that cultivation is not easy, and the fourth-level demon ape that easily sacrificed his life and self-destructed, even if it could drag them into the water, what was it for?
What's the point of killing them when they're all gone?
He had just drilled not far into the ground, and was almost knocked unconscious by the huge explosion. He was bleeding from all his orifices. The protection and robes on his body saved his life. The ruins were lifted up by the explosion and he was submerged again.
The situation was critical. He endured the pain of severe injuries and immersed himself in the sword's heart to hide his aura. He was waiting for the opportunity to take action.
You know that Shi Yin, who has many ways to save his life and is a shaman warrior, will not die so easily.
Relying on the tacit understanding he had formed through many exchanges with Shi Yin, he chose the moment when the three thieves in the air made their second attack and launched a surprise attack. He struck out with anger and without any distractions, locking the man in gray robe with a vertical sword move from a distance of 200 feet.
The man in gray robe had no way to hide. Before danger came, he suddenly threw back the blood jade staff he held in his right hand.
"Chichi", the incomparable cold light struck at a blurry blood-colored beast shadow that hastily transformed, making a harsh sound of tearing the cloth, accompanied by a faint howl of the beast, taking the opportunity to fly forward and try to distance Hui Hui.
The man in the robe suddenly turned pale, and his face was distorted in pain due to the damage to the body of the life-connected magic weapon.
Almost at the same time, a figure emerged from the ground fifty feet away from the broken tree stump with a bang, carrying gravel and dust into the sky, and slashed at the gloomy-faced old man who had turned around and tried to attack He Guangjun.
Shi Yin's body was in terrible condition. He lost his left leg and three fingers on his left hand. He escaped, but he also paid a heavy price.
The evil curse and the god-burning witch fire attacked the woman who retreated hastily.
He restrained two thieves cultivators at the same time with his own strength. He had to create conditions for the powerful sword cultivators to fight quickly. With serious injuries, he and Lao He could not delay for long.
He Guangjun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a small black sword appeared in his left hand.
"Sword power, stab!"
The sword light condensed at one point and suddenly became invisible in the air.
The next moment, the man in gray robe who had not escaped three hundred feet away felt his heart burst out with dazzling blood. "Bang...puff", a ray of sword light pierced through the chest of the man in gray robe.
The man in gray robe staggered, with a look of disbelief and horror on his face. His protective magic weapon and protective blood light failed to block the sword cultivator's blow in a hurry.
He seriously underestimated the sword cultivator's strength. Unfortunately, there is no regret in the world.
The sword light that pierced the chest came back with a "chirp" sound. Although its power was greatly reduced, it was fatal to the man in gray robe.
The sword energy in the gray robe man's body was raging, his aura was in a mess, and his reaction was much slower. He tried desperately to break free of the golden elixir from the cage of the Qi Mansion and escape as fast as possible with his soul. This body was already in ruins.
Black-red flames suddenly appeared on the head and body of the gray-robed man, burning with a "boom" sound.
"With my blood..."
The man in gray robe shouted a curse in despair, which was interrupted by the sword light and the suddenly fierce flames, and turned into a half-pitched scream. The lifeless corpse fell to the ground, and a blood-red bead was wrapped in black.
Falling slowly to the ground amid red flames.
The old man threw out a ball of black light with teeth and claws, and deflected Shi Yin's volley attack. In the blink of an eye, the man in gray robe had met a miserable end. The woman was trapped in the black and red witch fire, and seemed to have been hit by other vicious witchcraft.
If you are slow to react, you will not be able to rush out for a while.
The good situation was reversed in an instant. The old man in black robe lost all fighting spirit and fled to the southwest without saying a word.
In the dust all over the sky, a slender golden flying sword stabbed through the air. A black thin sword appeared in the old man's hand. The cold light flashed, and the "ding-dong" sound of collision was as fast as rain hitting the window lattice. In his eagerness, he could not move the slippery flying sword.
The sword flies away.
After only a moment's delay, He Guangjun was already in front of him to block him, waving his sword and slashing away.
He was covered in blood, covered with dust and sand, his robes were in tatters, and he looked miserable. Only his eyes were frighteningly sharp, revealing madness. He faced the fist-sized sticky black light ball that the old man threw at him.
, he was indifferent and vowed to kill the old man with the sword, not hesitate to trade injury for injury and life for life.
Not everyone can be like Shi Yin, who dares to fight He Guangjun, and who can attack harder.
When encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave will win, and what they fight for is their indomitable momentum.
The old man cherished his life very much. He wanted to escape. His anger was exhausted. He cursed "madman" and waved the black thin sword in his hand. The sword body emitted a rich black light and turned into a three-layered beast shadow to cover the sword light coming from the sky.
Live, bite and fight, and resolve them in unique ways.
Shi Yin bared his teeth and killed him with a single strike, only an instant slower than He Guangjun.
The two of them cooperated tacitly and did not need to discuss in advance. They could seize the fleeting opportunity in the battle.
The old man was horrified and shouted: "Block it!"
The black light that was about to pounce on He Guangjun suddenly returned, and after exhausting his life, it finally stopped in front of the old man who lost an inch and flew back. It collided with the light of the sword and made a sharp cry.
He Guangjun didn't even blink his eyes as he swung his sword to strike.
At this time, he was at the end of his strength, and he was using his momentum to hold on to the attack, but he couldn't let the thieves see it, so as not to miss the mark.
The thieves who went to a shop far away and had a great time robbing finally realized that something was wrong. They promised that three masters would kill the remaining fourth-level monks in Fangshi. How come the situation was reversed? The one who was killed was his own side.
Master.
The fourth-level demon cultivator heard the roars of the other third-level cultivators, broke through the roof of the shop, and flew into the air. He was about to rush over to fight to rescue his companions. When he saw the old man, he had almost no power to fight back, and he was hit by sword lights and knives one after another.
A light attack, black light flashed from his body, and he crashed straight into the rocky mountain in the middle of Fang City.
"Let's go, we've got the stuff, retreat quickly!"
Seeing that something was wrong, the fourth-level demon cultivator turned around and fled towards the seaside. In just a short moment, two of his companions were eliminated. The remaining woman was still trapped in the black and red flames, rushing left and right, unable to take care of herself. Did he run over and die?
The monks in various shops, the monks who were hiding in the street, and the monks who were scattered in the guarding market saw the advantage, shouted and killed, and launched a fierce attack on the twenty or thirty monks who had come out from nowhere to rob the monks who were retreating in embarrassment.
It's time to beat the drowned dog and make a contribution.
Among them was a passing fourth-level cultivator, who had been frightened and turned into a turtle. Now he vented his previous humiliation by fighting with the wind. He blasted the noisy group of thieves cultivators with powerful spells, making the demon cultivator even more afraid to fight.
Stay.
Zhang Xuanan watched helplessly as the old man crashed into the rocky mountain, breaking large rocks.
The old man fell with a "bang", the black light dissipated from his body, his mouth and nose were bleeding, he was knocked dizzy and he didn't know where he was, and he rolled down from a high place to a nearby place.
Zhang Xuanan's mind was not as fast as the sword in his hand. He grabbed a few feet with his feet and stabbed with his sword.
"Poof", the sword light disappeared into the old man's eyebrows, and Yuan Qi poured out a killing blow.
The center of the eyebrow is where the soul is.
"you……"
The black sword that the old man tremblingly struggled to lift fell down weakly, and all the life in his eyes was gone.
Zhang Xuanan stupefiedly sheathed his sword and retreated. He glanced at the blood droplets falling from the tip of the sword, and then looked at the old man in black robe who was still staring at death. In his ears, he heard the shouts of killing coming from far away, as if he was waking up from a dream.
He killed a fourth-level master!
He used the blood of a fourth-level master to sharpen the edge of the sword in his hand for the first time.