The reason why Xuan Yu asked him for three days was because he wanted to use these few days to refine his body and enter the realm, and if he could reach the ninth order, everyone would be very happy.

At the bottom of the Yin Sword Valley, Xuan Yu inserted the dragon blood sword into the earth and stones, the sword intent and sword qi spread, he sat cross-legged on the ground, transported it into the realm, and tried his best to practice.

Integrating the extremely powerful sword power of the dragon blood sword into his body and turning into his tibial body, Xuan Yu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, he always felt that he was just a little bit away from the body of the body that accepted the heaven and earth.

This little point may be passable, and some people may be unable to overcome it in their entire lives.

"Deng—"

With a crisp hum, but with extremely sharp sword power, Xuan Yu suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the dragon blood sword slashing towards him with the momentum of thunder.

This speed was too fast, and in an instant, the sword blade was in front of him, Xuan Yu forcibly made his trembling body move, and the dragon blood sword slashed across his shoulder, stabbing out a bloody color.

"Lie down, what are you doing, it hurts!"

Xuan Yu covered the wound with one hand, and the sword qi and dragon qi drilled into it, strangling it extremely painfully, almost making him scold.

However, the sword did not hear it, and continued to sweep coldly, killing half of Xuan Yu's body.

Stung by the wave of qi from the dragon's blood sword, Xuan Yu's skin was cold, and he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, Uncle Dragon's Blood, where did I provoke you?

Xuan Yu was obviously lacking in strength, and with a sweep of the sword blade, he directly scraped a long mark on his arm, and the blood suddenly surged.

Gasping, Xuan Yu rolled around on the ground, he thought that the body that was refining was very tough, in front of the dragon blood sword, it was like tofu.

Immediately, one sword after another, stabbing or slashing, and came over to Xuan Yu mercilessly, making him embarrassed to dodge, and the wounds on his body slowly increased.

Is this ghost sword crazy, is it complaining that you lost the snow? It's not impossible, but if so, your old reaction arc is too long!

Xuan Yu retreated violently, and a blood mark appeared on his chest, but fortunately he only wiped his skin quickly, otherwise his heart would have to be pulled out.

Falling to the ground again, at this time, there was almost no good one on Xuan Yu's body, and even there were several blood marks on his face, and the blood was dried up in some places, and it was hot.

However, these wounds healed significantly faster than usual, and Xuan Yu found that the place where the dragon blood sword had been slashed was significantly stronger than before.

It seems that this guy is helping himself?

But this gang's way is too fresh and refined, he really, it hurts!

After most of the day, Xuan Yu completely collapsed, his legs and feet were weak, and he simply fell to the ground, if he wanted to kill or chop, let the dragon blood sword go!

I don't believe this broken sword can cut off his head!

Xuan Yu rolled over and lay on the ground panting, his eyes wide as he stared at the dragon's blood sword floating in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, the sword blood was shining brightly, and Ling Ran's dragon shadow, like a god and a demon, roared and rushed towards Xuan Yu.

Oh, my God!

Xuan Yu's hair was blown away by this dragon's breath, and the tattered ghost head sword really wanted his life!!

"Bang-"

The blood dragon suddenly trembled, and with a long sound, it dispersed into a large red cloud, and then the blood-colored raindrops that filled the universe suddenly poured down.

Every raindrop is like a sharp thorn that can tear through the air and cut through the rock.

These thousands of raindrops made Xuan Yu unavoidable, and hit him directly, and suddenly the pain was dense and dense, covering Xuan Yu's whole body, like countless fanged insects, biting at his skin and shins.

A little bit of blood, up and down him, left and right, like a bewitching flower, blooming.

Xuan Yu was very useless and fainted.

The Dragon Blood Sword also quieted down, standing coldly in the air, indifferent to a "blood man" in front of him, but he didn't attack again.

The sky slowly darkened, and the light at the bottom of the valley itself was not strong, and as night was approaching, the surroundings were black.

The blood flowing out of Xuan Yu has already coagulated and turned into a blood scab, like a red armor wrapped inch by inch, which is amazing, but it is hideous and ugly, which is terrifying.

Time passed, the night deepened, the sun swept across the universe, and soon, far away in the eastern sky, it rose again, and the golden light, like a long sword blade, pierced through the clouds and pierced towards the bottom of the valley of the sword.

This scorching but not hot light shone on the bloody man who was fainting under the valley, and in an instant, several subtle cracks flashed on the blood scab that had congealed for a long time in the night.

This crack is getting bigger and bigger, and for a while, the entire "blood armor" has become dilapidated and full of seams.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, with a deafening roar, the blood armor suddenly shattered, and the endless shining white surged out, shining the entire Sword Valley, shining brightly, scorching hot.

Xuan Yu stepped up from the ground in an instant, he stretched out one hand, and the golden-white flames all over his body flowed, gathered in his palm, and immediately slapped forward.

This beat, extremely fast and vigorous, in front of his palm, the air popped out of a deep depression, as if it had been crushed and twisted by Xuan Yu's strength.

Then, the depression passed extremely quickly in mid-air, and in an instant, a dragon-like mark appeared in the air, and then Xuan Yu's terrifying palm wind hit the mountain wall directly.

With an explosion, half of the mountain rock, the inner side is deep, the outer cracks spread, and the stone chips are scattered, like a flower with dancing petals, and it is full of violent aesthetics.

"Boom-"

The roar reappeared, and the stone pit that had been punched, the energy inside rolled, and exploded again, and with the raging smoke and dust, a large area of ruins poured out.

And the center of the explosion has become a piece of red, and there are even melted mountain rocks, which are the golden and white fire hidden in Xuanyu's palm, extinguished.

Xuan Yu withdrew his hand, the flame slowly extinguished, he clenched his fist, the corners of his mouth, raised, arc, and expanded.

"When—"

"Ahh

He has been promoted to the ninth order! He has successfully entered the realm, at least he should be praised for his genius, why is he still fighting? ?

Xuan Yu rubbed his head, but he sensed something, and suddenly froze,...... The ninth order is the ninth order, but the body is in the realm......

He carried it into the realm, moved his shins, and his face gradually became ugly, and the sun and moon were in his body...... His body, the strength and rigidity are different from before, but they are far from the kind of pure and majestic that can perform the power of heaven and earth with a single move.

Alas, entering the realm is worthy of being a peerless divine skill, it's too difficult to practice, but this also makes Xuan Yu look forward to entering the realm even more.

There are still three days, then it will be bothering the Dragon Blood Sword Master, no matter how hard it is, what is there to fear, refining the successful method can make him really, into the ranks of the strong!

At that time, he defeated Qin Longjian in a bright and bright manner, became the master of the Yin Sword Pavilion, and then became the peak of the youth of this continent, and then after destroying Qianqiu, he went to pursue his snow.