Xuan Yu was a little angry, a hammer smashed on the sword, and then tightly clasped it, and the power of entering the realm gushed out, sweeping the sword body, with the intention of suppression.

"Knock-" There was a shock, as if it spread from Xuan Yu's mind, and immediately he saw endless blood-colored light, and at the same time, a vague figure danced with a sword, the movements were subtle, the killing intent was surging, and the number of meridians running during it was clearly visible.

Xuan Yu looked at it fixedly, only to feel that his soul was being pulled, and his body and mind were completely attracted.

This person danced, a huge blood dragon slowly flew out, it roared, the sword qi sword intent pierced everything, slashing the sky, making Xuan Yu's whole body as if it was being pointed at by a blade.

At the end of the sword dance, the giant dragon suddenly exploded like blood-colored fireworks, and in an instant, a line of words jumped out of the explosion, and it was clearly visible in the darkness, dragging all the spirit of Xuan Yu over.

Becoming a dragon with blood, breaking and killing with dragon, killing the way of the sword, the way of the sword is my trick.

This dragon's blood sword demonstrated its sword moves.

Xuan Yu opened his eyes, his consciousness returned to reality, holding the sword in his hand, according to the previous movements, the number of meridians, luck, only felt that the light on the sword was shining, and a blur in front of him, his whole person, as if he had moved instantly, suddenly flew from the bottom of the valley to the valley.

This scene happened too fast, Xuan Yu looked confused, and everyone was even more confused, the sword in his hand took his hand, and waved, and suddenly, blood light emerged, and the phantom of the red dragon gradually surfaced.

Tongtian Mountain, Yinjian Pavilion, a blood-red dragon, thousands of meters long, rushed from the top of the mountain, it surrounded, and the clouds flew away layer by layer, as if the entire mountain was trampled under its feet.

Xuan Yu looked at the huge dragon body behind him, a scale, about the same size as others, and he had a feeling that heaven and earth were unkind to all things.

This blood dragon made people feel small compared to the dragon walking array he had seen before.

Moreover, the blood and killing intent of this dragon can break through the sky and destroy the world, and it can shock the soul.

Yin Sword Pavilion and the people of the various sects flew up to the valley, and saw Xuan Yu holding a blood sword, and the long dragon was entrenched behind him, with endless sword qi, as if it was going to cut and tear the foothills of the mountain.

"This is ......" The Liuli Palace Lord was dumbfounded, even if her strength was close to the Tianhuang Realm, in the face of this turbulent state, there was a tremor that came from the flesh and skin of her whole body.

"It's Excalibur...... "An old man in the Yin Sword Pavilion had a flushed face, and there was an unusual shock in his eyes, and there were tears.

"To be able to fight this dragon is definitely the Shi Wei of the Heavenly Xuan Realm!" said an elder of a sect.

"How is that possible!That guy, how can he have such strength!!"

Hearing this, Burning Wuxuan and Qin Longjian immediately shouted in shock.

"Not ......"

The middle-aged man in the Yin Sword Pavilion said calmly.

Immediately, all the elders of the Yin Sword Pavilion slowly stepped into the air.

"See, Pavilion Master. ”

They shouted in unison, kneeling down on one knee towards Xuan Yu, their voices full of respect and piety.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned into copper bells, and their mouths opened widely, what happened??

The whole audience, except for the raging wind, can be described as quietly afraid of people.

Qin Longjian, even in this quiet, his face swelled into pig liver, and his eyes were even more crazy chaos.

And here Xuan Yu, the dantian body, was almost squeezed dry by the dragon blood sword, and there was a sudden roar from the bottom, under his shock, his qi and blood surged, and his mind was flowered, and he was planted from mid-air.

So in the quiet, I saw him fall freely like a small flying insect that was only hit by a bar.

Everyone stayed, and those elders of the Yin Sword Pavilion didn't see Xuan Yu's situation, and they still knelt nailly.

At this moment, there was only a snow-white shadow, piercing the long sky, and instantly took the unconscious Xuan Yu in his arms.

Xue sighed, held the dragon blood sword, held the sword in one hand and Xuan Yu in the other, and slowly, returned to the ground.

Everyone's faces are a little weird, the fairy is like a mortal beauty, and there is a sword and a person to stop the scenery, and it will immediately become a fairy carrying vegetables.

The blood-colored dragon had completely disappeared at this time, and several people from the Yin Sword Pavilion who were kneeling on one knee walked up and looked at Xuan Yu, who was already lying quietly on the ground.

"What do you mean by calling him Pavilion Master?"

Snow crossed her arms and looked at them coolly.

"This little brother has been recognized by my sect of the Divine Sword, this is the rule set by the ancestors, no matter who it is, the person recognized by the Divine Sword will take the position of the pavilion master. The middle-aged man bowed and said.

"The dragon he just evoked, although it is blood-colored, is exactly the same as the one summoned by my ancestor who opened the pavilion, and the form, momentum, and sword intent. The old man's eyes were full of tears, with a deep joy in his eyes.

"Oh. ”

Xue said indifferently, put the sword in front of him, and closed his eyes.

Little dragon blood, little dragon blood, although you think I'm not suitable for sword moves, but it's okay to change a dragon to scare and scare them, right?

"Roar—"

With a surging roar, the blood-colored dragon jumped into the sky again, and the huge dragon eyes went straight to the elders of the Yin Sword Pavilion, and the murderous intent in it was surging, and the frightened middle-aged and elderly people almost knelt down.

"This, this, this, ......"

Several of them twitched their cheeks, and their tongues were about to bolt up.

"What's wrong, stammering?"

Xue raised his chin and raised the sword again, and the red blood light exploded, and then gradually condensed on the sword, like flowing blood water, which was very terrifying.

"Look at this sword again, it doesn't look like the Zhenge Divine Sword you believe in. ”

She shook the dragon blood sword, her lips hooked slightly, and the blood light reflected her beautiful face, which was a little more demonic, and people couldn't help but feel dizzy when they saw it.

“...... The appearance has changed, but the breath, we, will never admit mistakes. ”

The faces of several old men changed a little, but they still said with firm eyes.

"Well, okay, but it also recognizes me as the master, shouldn't I also be the master of the Sword Pavilion?"

"In addition, he and I are both disciples of the Liuli Palace, if any of us become the pavilion master, the Yin Sword Pavilion, it will be a subsidiary sect of the Liuli Palace. ”

Xue finished saying this with a smile, with a faint banter in her eyes.

"Isn't it, this girl is still my goddaughter, so that young man is also my godson-in-law, hehe, if she is the pavilion master, then you and me, the identity will change, haha. The glazed palace lord walked over with a smile, hugging Xue's slender waist, and his eyebrows fluttered.

The faces of the people in the Yin Sword Pavilion were stinky, stinky and black, and they were about to catch up with the Qin Dragon Sword behind them.

Xuan Yu suddenly coughed at this time, and he bounced up from the ground, he looked around, stood firm, but was accidentally choked with saliva, and coughed violently at the moment.

Xue patted him lightly on the back and pointed at the black-faced Yin Sword Pavilion on the opposite side, "These old guys want you to be the pavilion master, is it true, do you want to do it?"

Xuan Yu's hand shook, coughing even more violently, which sword bearers looked at each other for a while, and finally gritted their teeth, and suddenly knelt down on one knee to Xuan Yu again.

"We have decided that he will be the pavilion master, if he can't do it now, after he leaves the Liuli Palace, it will not be impossible. ”

The middle-aged man's voice was like a bell, and his tone was sincere, staring straight at Xuan Yudao.

The head was a little dizzy, and he sighed helplessly, Xuan Yu pressed his temples, if he became the pavilion master, he would have an extremely powerful immortal sect to protect him, and he would be able to cultivate more comfortably, so that revenge would be more beneficial.

However, killing and slaughtering Qianqiu and destroying his sect is Xuan Yu's business alone, and when the time comes, he will never move a single soldier of the Sword Pavilion.

Xuan Yu turned to look at Qin Longjian, and burst into a smile at him that seemed extremely unworthy to the other party, "Young Pavilion Master, if you are reluctant, this name can still be kept for you." ”

He squinted at the few people who had risen from a kneeling position in the Yin Sword Pavilion, "In three months, I will come to take the position of Pavilion Master." ”