Although Yang Liu's body had some abrasions, Yang Liu did not cry out of pain, and such injuries were not very serious, so Yang Liu stubbornly climbed up from the ground, and then picked up the blood-drinking sword, as if desperate, rushed towards Qin Ming, when he was only about four meters away from Qin Ming, Yang Liu jumped up, held the hilt of the blood-drinking sword with both hands, and slashed down fiercely, towards Qin Ming's forehead.

However, Qin Ming stood in place lightly, only slightly on one side of his head, and then Yang Liu's split was a pounce, and then Qin Ming struck quickly with a punch, not heavy or light hammer on Yang Liu's abdomen, and suddenly Yang Liu only felt a pain in his abdomen, and the whole person was like a shrimp that was bowed and shrunk, and then Qin Ming followed by a heavy hammer blow, and then Yang Liu's whole person was knocked away, so he saw that Yang Liu was struggling to take off and tumble a few times, and then fell to the ground, his expression was uncomfortable, and he covered his abdomen with his hand.

"Sword Soul Disciple, don't you want revenge? Don't you want to kill me?...... I'm right in front of you right now, do you have what it takes to kill me?...... You are so weak and unbearable, how can you talk about revenge?" Qin Ming sneered coldly.

Yang Liu endured the pain in his body, and stood up trembling with a little difficulty, although there was a huge gap in strength with Qin Ming, he said without wavering: "I know that you are better than me, stronger than me, but I am not afraid of you, no matter how difficult it is, as long as I live in the world for one day, I will definitely avenge my master!! and kill you for my master's !!revenge."

"Interesting, the ambition is good, but you won't have that day, you're just a mere sword spirit disciple, if I want to kill you, it's almost effortless. Qin Ming said coldly without the slightest emotion, and then walked slowly for a few steps, and looked directly at Yang Liu.

Yang Liu also ignored the disdain and ridicule in Qin Ming's tone, and now that Yang Liu understood the huge gap in strength between him and Qin Ming, Yang Liu, after thinking about it, decided to use the blood sacrifice method to deal with Qin Ming.

So he saw that Yang Liu's face was gloomy, and then he bit his index finger with a slight ruthlessness, so a drop of blood was dripping on the surface of the blood-drinking sword.

After the blood-drinking sword received Yang Liu's blood, the surface of its sword body trembled slightly, and then a red glimmer of light emerged from the sword body, and then Yang Liu injected his spiritual power into the blood-drinking sword without reservation.

Then Yang Liu raised the blood-drinking sword high, and swung it down vigorously, and shouted: "Sacrifice blood, go to !!"

Qin Ming was naturally familiar with this blood sacrifice style, but Qin Ming didn't dodge or dodge, just stood in place like this, and sneered: "Blood sacrifice style, do you think this move will be useful to me?...... But in vain. ”

However, Yang Liu thought, no matter whether this sacrificial blood form could give Qin Ming Zhaocheng harm or not, he tried to use it first, and then he held a fluke in his heart, maybe this sacrificial blood style could give Qin Ming Zhaocheng harm.

Immediately, you could see that on the surface of the blood-drinking sword, there was a blood-colored sword light that flew out, and then it scurried quickly on the ground, heading straight for Qin Ming.

I saw that this blood-colored sword light had an oppressive rapid movement on the ground, and then after only a few breaths, it was only about three meters away from Qin Ming, and then this blood-colored sword light was stabbing towards Qin Ming's chest, and it was fiercely stabbed, looking at its fierce attack, it seemed to be about to inflict fatal damage on Qin Ming.

However, Qin Ming didn't intend to dodge, and then stretched out his hand slightly, his five fingers opened, and the spiritual power slowly spread out from his palm, and then gradually condensed into an oval spiritual power shield, only to see that this spiritual power shield looked clear and transparent, but it gave people an indestructible feeling.

I only heard the sound of 'bump', and I saw that the blood-colored sword light was unexpectedly hitting the surface of this spiritual power shield, and it was with a strong impact, as if it had a powerful power.

A small fluctuation of spiritual power spread out from the surface of the spiritual power shield, and then the blood-colored sword light suddenly rotated rapidly, and stabbed a fierce spark on the surface of the spiritual power shield.

However, this spiritual power shield seemed to have a feeling of standing still, and the blood-colored sword light was shining into such a fierce impact, but it failed to give this spiritual power shield the slightest damage.

And although the impact of the blood-colored sword light is full, it is a bit of a feeling of powerlessness, after most of the impact is blocked by this solid spiritual power shield, so the power of this blood-colored sword light is getting smaller and smaller.

After that, Qin Ming's palm suddenly slapped forward, and this spiritual power shield suddenly burst out with a powerful impact, and crushed this blood-colored sword light in one fell swoop, and then you could see that this blood-colored sword light turned into a little blood-colored light crumb, and slowly fell in front of Qin Ming's eyes.

So Qin Ming just withdrew his hand and returned, and this spiritual power shield naturally had no need to exist anymore, so he saw that the spiritual power shield that looked indestructible turned into a little bit of brilliance in front of Qin Ming, and slowly dispersed.

Yang Liu didn't have much hope for this sacrificial blood style, but now that he didn't do any harm to this Qin Ming, Yang Liu was still very unwilling in his heart.

"The three unique swordsmanship of the Blood Drinking Sword, it seems that the sword spirit has already taught you the blood sacrifice style, but I don't know if the remaining two major swordsmanship, the Yintian style and the ten thousand sword style, can the sword spirit teach you?" Qin Ming became a little interested and asked.

"Master didn't teach me the Ten Thousand Swords Style, but the Yintian Style taught me. Yang Liu replied truthfully.

"It's really good to have someone to guide you, you can take a lot of detours, and you want to ...... I don't know how much blood and tears I paid to learn the three unique swordsmanship of the blood-drinking sword alone, huh...... If the sword spirit could be revived as soon as possible, I probably wouldn't have ended up so lonely............ Anyway, the past is gone, why bother to remember, the disciple of the sword spirit...... I've lost interest in you, and I'll probably spare your life if you give me the Blood Drinking Sword. Qin Ming gave an ultimatum and warned.

"Don't even think about it, the Blood Drinking Sword was entrusted to me by my master, and to me, it is more important than my life!! you bastard guy, if you want to snatch the Blood Drinking Sword, unless you step on my corpse, you don't want to take the Blood Drinking Sword!!!" Yang Liu declared as if he had exhausted everything.