The middle-aged man known as Uncle Kong, after hearing this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person seemed to be full of tyranny at this moment, his lips and teeth moved slightly, and he said slowly:

"As soon as this realm opens, without that magic weapon, it is absolutely impossible to leave, for the sake of the face of the Lord of Ten Thousand Gates, I will give you another chance.

Go alone and bring them to me, or I will throw you into the array and take the needles as a sacrifice!"

Ke Ziang suddenly felt a cold air rushing up, drenched in cold sweat, uncontrollably swayed, and said cautiously:

"Little nephew...... The little nephew took the order. ”

He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and after bowing down, he got up and faced Qingyun.

Originally, with his character, before the opponent's bottom was figured out, he would not make a move easily, and he had scruples about fighting.

So after a few temptations, he chose to invite out the elders who were mixed in the crowd, but who knew that the middle-aged man saw his thoughts, and he was extremely dissatisfied with this, and forcibly ordered him to take action.

At this point, I can only bite the bullet.

He looked at Qingyun and was seriously filled with resentment: "It's you who caused me to be like this, you give me death!"

After that, he took out a few pills from his sleeve and was about to swallow them in one gulp, when the voice of Uncle Kong came from behind him:

"Wait, what's the use of taking that little rotten medicine in your hand? ”

I saw that he threw the thing in his hand to Ke Ziang, and when the latter saw it, it was a red pill, the whole was like a drop of blood, and after looking at it for a long time, it seemed to be able to suck people's souls into it.

"Uncle Shi, this is ......" Ke Ziang looked at this elixir, it didn't seem to be a good thing, but on the contrary, it could make people feel the evil qi on it, and he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Creation Pill, this is a good thing. The middle-aged man's gaze, as if looking at a work, smiled slightly.

Ke Ziang looked at Uncle Kong's smile, and suddenly felt a little creepy.

Although he didn't know what this elixir did, Uncle Kong, who had never seen a smile before, actually smiled at this moment, which made his mind a little confused for a while, and he swallowed the red pill in confusion.

"Ahh

Before he could breathe more than three breaths, Ke Ziang's whole body was red, except for the black pupils, the rest of his eyes also turned red in an instant, and a roar of extreme pain came out of his mouth, the pain was like a broken liver and intestines, and it seemed to tear his heart and lungs, which was enough to make the listener feel empathy.

"Hahaha, blood corpse, catch the sword!"

The middle-aged man smiled very happily, took out a sword from his sleeve, and threw it to Ke Ziang, who was also very obedient to catch it, and swung it twice like a puppeteer.

Although Qingyun didn't understand what was happening, he felt that the scene in front of him was very weird, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but have some hair standing on end and panic.

"Only by infusing the aura into the sword body can you kill. Uncle Kong stood there and said to Ke Ziang, whom he called a bloody corpse.

"Spiritual energy injected into the sword body?" Qingyun also looked stunned when he heard this, and looked at the long sword beside him, as if he was thinking.

But at this time, that Ke Ziang, no, it should be said that the bloody corpse immediately rushed over, holding the sword in his right hand, and slashed towards Qingyun's neck, as if he was going to behead him, extremely fast.

Qingyun fortunately reacted in time and narrowly avoided the sword.

But the blood corpse seemed to be unaffected by the rules of power between heaven and earth, and the sword that had just been slashed away suddenly followed Qingyun's retreat at an incredible speed and angle, and it was another sword, like a shadow.

Within one breath, he swung two swords with all his strength, and the move was fatal.

"Again!" Qingyun was shocked and angry.

Another sword.

Although he dodged with all his strength, he was still touched by the bloody corpse sword in a short time, and there was a wound on his chest and shoulder, although it was not deep, but it could be seen that blood was oozing.

Qingyun saw sweat on his forehead, and his heart was anxious, this was the first difficult opponent he had encountered since he had practiced, extremely fast, and his attack was weird, not at all like what a "person" could do.

While dodging, he analyzed the way to get out, and the vitality in his body was consumed a lot in this battle because of the tricky direction of tossing and turning.

"It's not a way to go on like this, he's fast, and he seems to be tireless, with a strong background, never dying, and he can't get close at all when swinging his sword, and he can't hurt him!"

What to do?

During the chase, he glanced at the middle-aged man who was still standing in place, and suddenly his heart moved.

He remembered what the man had said:

Infuse the aura into the sword body!

"Since Reiki is okay, then Yuan Qi must also be fine, find a chance to give it a try. ”

After a tumbling dodge, he approached the long sword that he had obtained from Kong Gan's hand, and immediately jumped up and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled the long sword out of the ground with a fierce thud.

At this time, the bloody corpse that Ke Ziang turned into had already followed him, and another sword swept over, and before Qingyun could inject his breath like him, he was forced to a place of death that he couldn't dodge, and he could only hold the long sword tightly with both hands and block it in front of him.

A piercing sound of iron swords piercing through, as if someone was scraping iron sheets with their fingernails, and the ears were full of this sound, as if they were about to pierce the eardrum.

Then I saw that Qingyun's whole person was knocked out and fell three zhang away, although he was still holding a long sword in his hand, everyone could see that he was obviously inferior to the attack of this bloody corpse.

After some fighting, the color of the bloody corpse's whole body became darker and darker.

When he first took the pill, his skin was as red as if he had been beaten heavily, and his eyes were only bloodshot.

Until now, the blood in the whole body seems to be gathered under the epidermis, as if as long as the skin is broken, the blood will gush out in this wound, leaving not a drop.

The pupils in his eyes have also been eaten away by the blood next to him, and the temperament of the whole person looks like the corpse that came out of the blood as the middle-aged man called.

Bloody corpses, worthy of the name.

"Its speed is getting faster and stronger, its strength is getting stronger and stronger, and its comprehensive strength is constantly climbing in the fight, and now it can't find a flaw!"

After Qingyun got up, he secretly judged in his heart, but there was no solution in his mind, and he was a little anxious for a while.

For some reason, the bloody corpse stood still after the opponent fell to the ground, and when the person stood up, he flew and stabbed out, faster than the others.

A sword!

Two swords!

Three swords!

The sound of iron sword collision kept ringing, and after a confrontation, Qingyun stabilized his body and took a look, only to see that the long sword in his hand had been cut into a dense gap, and the cracks were vertical and horizontal, and it was estimated that he would not be able to hold it for long.

And look at the sword in the hand of the bloody corpse, but now it is still as bright as new, the cold light is dazzling, and the sword is sharp.

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Kong by Ke Ziang, when he saw this scene, his eyes were full of playfulness, as if he was watching his own performance, but at this moment, as if he didn't feel interesting, he said:

"The sword has a form, but it has no spirit, so it takes the monk's aura to be injected to maximize its power, and a rude slash like yours is so stupid to look at it, I can't look at it anymore.

Blood corpses, kill them!"

The bloody corpse was bright red at the moment, panting like a beast in its mouth, accompanied by a part of the blood dripping down, and when he heard the man's words, he suddenly let out a long roar and went up with his sword.

Qingyun's expression was serious, and when the man was pulling the calf just now, he had already secretly injected his vitality into the tattered long sword in his hand.

At this time, the vitality had been completed, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that the sword in his hand seemed to merge with him and become a part of his body.

He looked at the sword, and where the blade opened, a thin layer of mist faintly appeared, and the whole body was pale gold, enveloping the sword body, and there seemed to be an extremely faint humming sound that only he could hear.

At this moment, the entire cold world seemed to tremble, and under the black sky, snowflakes floated again, and the wind became more manic, howling and chilling.

The middle-aged man also noticed this change, his expression suddenly changed, stared at the sword in Qingyun's hand, and muttered to himself:

"It's ......

This is sword energy!

By the way, this turned out to be sword qi!

It's really an eye-opener, a disciple of the sixth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period can actually condense sword qi, if this son is in my Heavenly Sword Academy, the future will definitely be limitless.

It's just a pity that you entered the Xinghe Gate, and today, for the sake of this plan, I can't keep you.

If Xinghemen knew that you had such a talent and died here, I am afraid that it would be heartbroken.

Hey, interesting!"

Thinking of this, he frowned again, his gaze swept over the surrounding heaven and earth, and he didn't know whether Qingyun's sword qi condensation was the cause of the changes in the Earth Cold Realm.

If this is really the case, then what the person in front of him is involved is by no means as simple as it seems at this time.

Roar –

The blood corpse was already approaching Qingyun at this moment, and the sword in his right hand slashed to the left.

Before the sword came, Qingyun had already felt the sharp sword, as if he was about to cut himself in two.

Without thinking too much, he also greeted the long sword in his hand towards the sword.

The piercing voice sounded again, only this time, the sword in the opponent's hand, which was as bright as new, broke off in response.

The tip of the sword flew out, but the remnant sword in the hand of the blood corpse, the edge was undiminished, and it still swept in front of Qingyun, only to see a slender gap in the robe on the right arm, and then dark red blood oozed out.

Ignoring the wound, Qingyun gained the upper hand, and slashed at the blood corpse with all his strength, only to see it quickly raise the remnant sword in its hand to resist......

Where the sword qi slashed, the living beings were silent.

The middle-aged man looked at the broken sword that was cut off again on the ground, and the bloody corpse that was split into two pieces by Qingyun, he changed color, and pulled out a three-foot sword from his sleeve, his whole body was red, and he roared angrily:

"Presumptuous, dare to destroy my bloody corpse, damn it!"

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, tyrannical like fire, straight to the center of the eyebrows.

Qingyun condensed the vitality of his whole body, and barely raised his sword to block it.

Ding——

The long sword in his hand was shattered in an instant, and most of the man's sword qi was blocked by the vitality of the body, and there was still residual power falling on his body, flying out of the air, spitting blood from his mouth, and his hands were shocked as if he was unconscious, and he was unable to get up for a while, only the sound of breathing remained.

The man was in a hurry, and another sword followed.

"Are you going to die...... Qingyun muttered in his heart, and the light in his eyes seemed to be about to dissipate.

The sword qi was so much in front of him that it was about to sink into his chest.

Phew-

A sound of breaking the air came, and the sword in the middle-aged man's hand shattered inch by inch, and the sword qi dissipated.

"Who doesn't want to stop me from killing?"

He turned and screamed, glaring angrily.

"I was the result of a drop of blood in my master's life.

After sleeping for countless years, today I have to meet someone who is destined.

So I made a move. ”

A voice that seemed to have reached decay came from the cold wind.