Yang Liu stood up with a little difficulty, panting and sweating, and at the same time Yang Liu felt a burst of qi deficiency in his body, after all, the spiritual power cultivation in Yang Liu's body is not deep now, at most it is just an entry, and the battle has consumed more than half of Yang Liu's spiritual power. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Yang Liu didn't know why Chen Jing's movements were stagnant, his behavior became abnormal, and his movements were much slower, but in this way, for Yang Liu, it was Yang Liu's only great opportunity to defeat Chen Jing.

"This guy is so much better than me, and if he keeps playing like this, I'm going to lose. Yang Liu thought uneasily in his heart.

"If I want to defeat this guy, I can only try the blood sacrifice style that Master taught me. Yang Liu made up his mind in his heart, so he moved lightly and slowly waved the blood-drinking sword.

After Chen Jing was injured, he shook his head, because of the attack of snake venom, the vision in front of him was ghosted, slightly blurred, although Chen Jing was injured by the sword of Yang Liu, and the wound was constantly sent to the severe pain, but for the impact of the snake venom, this pain was not at all worrying about Chen Jing, who had a tough nerve.

However, the snake venom in the body is still attacking, and at the same time, it is constantly stimulating Chen Jing's nerves, making Chen Jing feel painful, but for Chen Jing now, there is no other choice than to endure the pain.

So Chen Jing endured the snake venom in his body and the severe pain on the wound, barely supported his body, and then squinted his eyes and glanced at Yang Liu's starting style, and knew that Yang Liu's next move was definitely the 'blood sacrifice style', after all, Chen Jing had been by the side of the lord Qin Ming for many years, and he was naturally familiar with the 'blood sacrifice style' move.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Chen Jing planned to fight quickly, and planned to give Yang Liu a fatal blow, so Chen Jing waved the Shen Han Sword in his hand again.

Suddenly, a cold chill gradually spread from the Shen Han Sword, and it gradually spread outward, and the temperature around it seemed to have dropped a lot because of this.

I saw Chen Jing holding the sword in his right hand, and his left hand was also pinching this spell, and he was silently chanting a boring incantation in his mouth, and then his index finger suddenly slid on the sword body of the Shen Han Sword, and the tip of the sword slipped out of the hilt.

Suddenly, an even more gloomy cold cold air shot out from the Shen Han Sword, and then beside Chen Jing, snowflakes had already begun to float, and Chen Jing's feet were already stepping on a piece of ice.

Seeing Chen Jing's appearance, Yang Liu naturally knew in his heart that Chen Jing was planning to use a killing move, although Yang Liu didn't know what kind of swordsmanship Chen Jing was planning to use against him, but Yang Liu naturally didn't dare to slack off, so Yang Liu also planned to use the most powerful swordsmanship he currently mastered, that is, the swordsmanship taught to Yang Liu by Zhentian - Blood Sacrifice Technique.

So Yang Liu's face sank, and then he strengthened his determination, and he bit his index finger, and then a drop of blood dripped out and dripped on the body of the blood-drinking sword.

After the blood-drinking sword received Yang Liu's blood, the sword body suddenly trembled slightly, and then bloomed a few red lights like blood, and then Yang Liu injected the few spiritual powers in his body into the blood-drinking sword.

Chen Jing was still in the process of casting spells unhurriedly, his eyes glanced at Yang Liu, and saw that Yang Liu was performing this blood sacrifice technique, but Chen Jing's face still had that cold expression, but under the cold expression, he suppressed the severe pain in his body.

After that, it can be seen that a lot of snowflakes gradually gathered around the Shen Han Sword, and then gradually solidified together, gradually forming an unusually sharp ice thorn.

Chen Jing swung the Shen Han Sword slightly, and this ice spike seemed to have a sense, that is, it split, so it split into six ice spikes, and then these six ice spikes formed horns with each other, surrounding the Shen Han Sword.

Then Chen Jing flicked his wrist and launched this 'Ice Thorn', and these six ice spikes moved with it, flying towards the willows.

And Yang Liu also performed the blood sacrifice technique at this time, only to see Yang Liu holding the blood drinking sword tightly at this time, and then raised it high, and Yang Liu's eyes glanced at Chen Jing, and shouted: "Blood sacrifice technique, go!!"

Suddenly, I saw that from the surface of the blood-drinking sword, a blood-colored sword light was thrown out, and this blood-colored sword light looked extremely sharp, as if it had an indestructible edge.

I saw that the blood-colored sword light was close to the ground, and it was close to the ground, piercing the cold air, and in a very short time, it was close to Chen Jing, who was coming towards him.

And Chen Jing's figure followed closely behind, following the six ice spikes step by step, and then like a lurking hunter, waiting for the best time to strike the sword.

In just an instant, these six ice spikes met with the blood-colored sword light unexpectedly, but the blood-colored sword light did not hit the six ice spikes at the same time, but collided head-on with the most prominent ice spike first.

However, this blood-colored sword light carried a sharp impact, and it was just an ice thorn, so naturally it could not be compared with it, and I saw that the most prominent ice thorn only collided with the blood-colored sword light for a short moment.

The most prominent ice spike could not withstand the powerful impact of the blood-colored sword light, and only heard a few crisp sounds of 'click', and saw that on top of this ice thorn, it was forced to strike out a few small cracks.

And these small cracks are only in a short moment, like a flood bursting the embankment, and many large cracks visible to the naked eye have been formed and spread rapidly.

Then I heard a 'whoosh' sound, and the ice spike was broken by the powerful impact of the blood-colored sword light, and suddenly the ice spike was directly shattered, and a lot of Xiaoice crumbs were formed, and then it fell down irregularly.

Although the most prominent ice spike was defeated by the blood-colored sword light in just one shot, it also became a big obstacle to the blood-colored sword light, so the impact of the blood-colored sword light was weakened a lot.

And immediately after, the other five ice spikes rushed towards the blood-colored sword light one after another as if using a wheel battle.

Even though the impact of the blood-colored sword light was extremely powerful, after repelling one ice spike after another, the power was gradually weakening, and then after the blood-colored sword light defeated the four ice spikes, Rao turned into a faint blood qi because of the lack of stamina, and under the repeated impact of these four ice spikes, it became a little bit of blood qi light mist, and then gradually dissipated.

And the remaining two ice spikes, because there was no obstacle from the blood-colored sword light, rushed directly towards Yang Liu, and Yang Liu's own move 'Blood Sacrifice Style' was also downwind, and in desperation, he had to be tired of coping.

And these two ice spikes are constantly approaching Yang Liu, and they are constantly enlarged in Yang Liu's pupils, so the pupils in Yang Liu's eyes shrank, and he saw that these two ice spikes were already flying in front of Yang Liu, only less than thirty centimeters away from Yang Liu.

And Chen Jing's figure is close behind, and like an assassin in ambush, and in his cold gaze, there is a faint murderous aura, and his actions are fast, not at all like a person with snake venom in his body, and he is a person who has been hit by a blood-drinking sword.

I saw that Yang Liu was swinging the blood-drinking sword in his hand horizontally, and he slashed it directly, and his footsteps were also in an unhurried retreat, so Yang Liu waved it, and the blood-drinking sword was slashed on an oncoming ice thorn.

And the Blood-Printing Sword is also worthy of being a good sword that sharpens iron like clay, even if Yang Liu's cultivation is shallow now, and he has not been able to bring out the true power of the Blood-Drinking Sword, but with the sharpness of the Blood-Drinking Sword, he directly split an ice spike in two.

However, the other ice spike was not stopped by the blood-drinking sword, and even though Yang Liu had taken a few steps back alertly, it still could not escape the oncoming blow of the ice thorn.

I saw that the ice thorn was stabbed on Yang Liu's right shoulder, and it was deep into the flesh, Yang Liu only felt a sharp pain in the shoulder, and the right shoulder was pierced into the ice thorn, and suddenly the skin and flesh bloomed, and blood involuntarily flowed out from the right shoulder.

After being forced to take a few steps back, Yang Liu left thick footprints on the snow, and he let out a low cry of pain and pulled out the ice spike, and the ice spike was stained red by blood, and then Yang Liu threw the ice spike aside after gasping, and then covered his right shoulder with his left hand.

This is the first time in Yang Liu's life that he has been so seriously injured, although Yang Liu is trying to restrain his emotions and does not cry out in pain because of this, but due to the severe pain, Yang Liu's body is trembling involuntarily.

And at this moment, Chen Jing kicked over and kicked Yang Liu's knee, and Yang Liu was forced to drop his left knee, and then his left leg knelt on one knee.

Then Chen Jing hit Yang Liu in the abdomen again, and suddenly Yang Liu felt a pain in his abdomen, and then the whole body curled up like a small shrimp, and Yang Liu also felt a sweetness in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood was spit out.

After that, Chen Jing swung the Shen Han Sword, picked it up, and picked it on the hilt of the Blood Drinking Sword, and suddenly the Blood Drinking Sword was picked up. And the Blood Drinking Sword spun a few times in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

And Yang Liu immediately didn't care about the severe pain on his body, and then the whole person jumped up stubbornly, wanting to hold the blood-drinking sword left by the master in his hand again, and then reached out and grabbed it.

But Chen Jing jumped up at this time, and held the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Sword in front of Yang Liu, Yang Liu was suddenly startled, and the whole person seemed to be crazy and wanted to regain the Blood-Drinking Sword.

But Chen Jing turned over at this time, kicked Yang Liu in the back directly, and kicked Yang Liu to the ground, and suddenly Yang Liu's body fell like a meteorite, and then fell heavily on the ground.

And Chen Jing followed up with a kick, directly stepping on Yang Liu's back, stepping on Yang Liu's struggling body, making it difficult for Yang Liu to move at all.

Helplessness, remorse, and despair sat on Yang Liu's heart, with unwilling tears in his eyes, and he tried all his might, but it was just a futile struggle, and his hands were tightly grasped into the snow, although he was unwilling, but he was powerless.

"I've taken back the Bloodthirsty Sword, as for you...... Wouldn't it be good if I have been stubbornly seeking death, then I will fulfill you and let you die under the sword of the Blood-Drinking Sword?" Chen Jing looked down at Yang Liu with cold eyes, and then raised the Blood-Drinking Sword, and under the glow of snowflakes in the sky, Huo Ran stabbed down.

I only heard the sound of 'poof', and saw that the blood-drinking sword was pierced from the back, penetrating the body of Yang Liu, like a nail, nailing Yang Liu to the ground, and blood gushed out, and all of them were absorbed into the sword by the blood drinking sword.