Chapter 647: Heirloom

The Blood Sword Demon Emperor roared, and an earth-shattering blood-colored sword slashed out in an instant, and the void collapsed wherever it passed.

However, Tian Ming said, "It's useless to scream!" At the same time, he used the secret method to directly make the Supreme Ancestor Ding shine brightly, and then a nine-colored light shot out, facing the blood-colored sword light emitted by the Nine Shadows Purgatory Knife.

"Boom!"

The strong fluctuations made the life and death ring crumbling, and if it weren't for the suppression of the Taiji Diagram, I am afraid that it would have turned into ashes long ago.

"Come and don't be rude, take me a trick. Before Tianming's words fell, he had already slapped eighteen palms one after another on the Supreme Ancestor Ding.

Since it was completed in an instant, the palm power of these eighteen palms was all fused together, and then burst out together.

After the fusion, the palm power turned into a huge palm print, and then this huge palm print was urged out by Tian Ming through the Supreme Ancestor Ding.

This palm print was extremely strong, even the Blood Knife Demon Emperor didn't dare to ignore it, and he immediately swung the Nine Shadows Purgatory Knife and slashed towards the palm print.

"Boom!" this time it was still difficult to tell the difference.

Gradually, the fierce battle between the two sides went from less than an hour, to more than an hour, and then to two and three hours...... Six Hours...... Nine Hours...... In the end, they fought for three days and three nights, but they couldn't tell the winner.

In three days, with the flick of a finger, they quickly disappeared in the lives of the monks.

In the past three days, although Tianming and the Blood Knife Demon Emperor have tried their best, no one has been injured.

"It's almost time to win!" said the peerless scholar lightly.

"Good eyesight. "It has nothing to do with Immortal Venerable Dao.

"I'm afraid that people with discerning eyes have seen the changes in the Peerless Immortal Venerable in the past few days. Sad Immortal Venerable smiled.

"yes, his power is growing. Xinyuan Immortal Venerable sighed.

Just as the monks sighed, Tianming completely controlled his own martial arts and immortal methods.

"Boom!" A blood-colored sword light was easily intercepted by Tianming.

A smile gradually appeared on his face.

However, the Blood Sword Demon Emperor's face gradually became solemn, he felt that the situation was about to change, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart.

At this moment, Tian Ming sent the Supreme Ancestral Ding in his hand to the top of the Blood Sword Demon Emperor's head, and at the same time, the rotating Supreme Ancestral Ding was always suppressing the Blood Sword Demon Emperor.

The Blood Knife Demon Emperor immediately held the Nine Shadows Purgatory Knife and slashed towards the Supreme Ancestor Ding, but when he slashed a few times, Tian Ming used his self-created martial art "Tianxiang Jade Dragon Finger" on him from a distance.

I saw that he continued to connect the dots in the void with his sword fingers, and one after another strong fingers immediately attacked the Blood Sword Demon Emperor who was being suppressed.

The Blood Knife Demon Emperor, who was busy with a hundred times, slashed out with one sword, and slashed out several fingers, but under the hundred secrets, his back was hit by Tianming's finger.

In an instant, he felt that the demon element in his body was no longer under his control for a moment, although it was only for an instant, but he still had palpitations.

And at that moment, Tian Ming waved a few fingers at the Blood Knife Demon Emperor one after another.

In less than a cup of tea, the Blood Knife Demon Emperor was slightly injured under the continuous attack of Tian Ming.

But this made the Blood Sword Demon Emperor's heart full of vigilance, and in the end, he sacrificed the Nine Shadows Purgatory Sword to resist the might of the Supreme Ancestor.

And he came out from under the Supreme Ancestor Ding with the Bloody Seven Killing Knife in his hand.

The Bloody Seven Killing Knife came from the Nine Shades Purgatory, and it was an innate treasure that came into being after the Nine Shades Purgatory Knife.

In front of the Nine Shades Purgatory Knife and the Supreme Ancestor Ding, this sword is indeed insignificant, but in front of other magic weapons, it is an extremely valuable treasure.

At this time, when Tianming faced this innate treasure, he felt very tricky.

With the recklessness of the Seven Bloody Killing Blades, Tianming's situation became more and more bad, making him gradually a little embarrassed.

However, the situation on the field was affecting the hearts of all the monks, and at this moment, seeing that Tianming was at a disadvantage, the monks of the Immortal Realm and the monks of the other realms who had a friendly relationship with the Immortal Realm all felt that their mood was a little gloomy.

When Tian Ming's left arm was cut by the Bloody Seven Killing Knife, many monks who cared about Tian Ming let out an exclamation.

At this time, the Blood Sword Demon Emperor was secretly happy in his heart, in his opinion, if he continued to fight like this, he should not be far from winning now, and if he could win, then the benefits he would gain were immeasurable.

As the crisis hit, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in Tianming's mind, and he suddenly remembered the old man who had given him an heirloom before.

Since the sword box given by the old man was made of Qingyun Wood that could be isolated from any prying eyes, not only did the monks from the outside world not know what was inside, but even he didn't see through the contents.

At this time, Tian Ming quickly distanced himself from the Blood Sword Demon Emperor, and then took out the sword box.

And when the Blood Sword Demon Emperor saw that Tian Ming had imagined that there could be a sword in the sword box at this time, which was not weaker than the innate treasure, a mocking smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and said, "Yo! This is about to open the family heirloom! I'm really a little curious, what kind of family heirloom can save you at this time." ”

Tianming snorted coldly, and then cast a secret method to open the sword box.

As the sword box was opened, a terrifying light suddenly shot out from the sword case.

Then a sword roared loudly, and at the same time, a black sword flew out of the sword box, and an extremely domineering aura spread out in all directions.

The Blood Sword Demon Emperor's eyes shrank, and his color changed after a breath, and he remembered that a Heavenly Son Sword with Innate Merit Supreme Treasure was exactly the same as this sword, which made him doubt that this was the Heavenly Son Sword.

"The Sword of the Son of Heaven has been passed down from generation to generation for the Tian clan, and now it has been sealed for many years, but it can reappear! Does this mean that the Tian clan will prosper? And now the unparalleled Immortal Venerable has a Chaos Treasure, even if he is defeated, his status in the Immortal Domain is beyond the reach of other monks, it seems that the pattern of the Immortal Realm is about to undergo great changes, which may touch the interests of the Heavenly Court, and the interests of the Jade Emperor ......" It has nothing to do with the Immortal Venerable's mood is fluctuating with the Heavenly Son Sword in Tian Ming's hand.

In an instant, Tian Ming had already learned that the sword in his hand was the Sword of the Son of Heaven through the exclamations of some monks, and it was a treasure of innate merit.

Looking at the Heavenly Son Sword of Innate Merit in his hand, a faint smile appeared on Tian Ming's face.

Holding the Sword of the Son of Heaven, Tian Ming, whose momentum instantly surged, said to the Blood Sword Demon Emperor: "Your knife should be replaced, otherwise don't blame me for bullying you." ”

The Blood Knife Demon Emperor's face sank when he heard this, and he immediately slashed towards Tianming with the Blood Demon Seven Killing Knife.

However, Tianming, who was holding the sword of the Son of Heaven, was not afraid, and in the blink of an eye, he had the upper hand.