Chapter 283: Sharp

In just two seconds, the blood was straight in front of Murong Xuan's body, the knife behind him, swirling forward, and after the blade struck three hundred and sixty degrees, it slashed towards Murong Xuan.

The blood power style did not use any spiritual skills, but the people who were doing it at this time, whether it was the righteous path side or the alliance side of the demon path and the Xueluo Dynasty at this time, no one felt that this style could take it.

First of all, because this style is fast, and the second is because this style is too fast, so that people don't have the slightest ability to react, crying blood knife, walking the road of fierceness, but Murong Xuan's Chixiao Sword is biased towards the road of Tai Chi Harmony.

Just when the sword was about to fall, the Chixiao Sword in Murong Xuan's hand rose, the sword in his right hand, his body moved a step forward, and the sword in his hand came out, not to the bloody bloody bloody knife, but the Chixiao Sword went straight to the bloody knife handle.

When Murong Xuan went from the sword to the bloody handle that he was about to hit, it took only a short moment at this time, and the big sword hadn't even reacted, and Murong Xuan was the place where the sword in his hand had already reached the bloody handle.

Among the two, at this time, there is no difference between up and down, but from the battle just now, it can be seen that the two are not only the leaders of the younger generation in the Luoyun Continent, but also the two are chess opponents.

Seeing that the knife in Murong Xuan's hand was coming towards his handle, he didn't panic, and the weeping blood knife in his hand moved slightly, changing the original vertical chop to a horizontal cut, and it was not a defensive gesture, but it was slashed towards Murong Xuan's neck. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

This style is a typical hand-for-life move, and it is certain that if this is done, Murong Xuan's sword will definitely cut his own handle, but the price Murong Xuan has to pay is that his entire head will be cut off by Xueli.

Xueli himself is a paranoid person, he feels that if he does this, it will be a gain or a loss for him, he is just losing a hand, but Murong Xuan has lost a life, and such a paranoid and crazy person is the most difficult to deal with.

Murong Xuan saw Xue Li doing this at this time, and knew that his style was going to be futile, and everything happened between the lightning and flint, Murong Xuan didn't have time to think about it, so he could only draw his sword and retreat quickly.

But at this time, the blood strength was also accelerating, seeing that after Murong Xuan drew his sword and retreated, it was faster and slashed towards Murong Xuan's neck, if it was an ordinary person, if he was slashed by such a blow, it would only fall to the point of separation of head and body, and other than that, there was no other possibility.

But at this time, Murong Xuan's reaction was no worse than half a point of blood, at this time, his right hand held the Chixiao family, straight up from his chest, and then reached the top of his head, and then the whole body exerted force, without using any spirit yuan, it was a sword that slashed out vertically.

There was no pause in Xueli, in his opinion, the people in the Luoyun Continent who had just fought hard with him should not exist in the same realm, so he also accelerated again and used his fastest speed.

Murong Xuan slashed with all his strength, although he did not use the spirit element, but this split, it was okay, the mountain was split, and the blood was blessed, and the blood was blessed, and the blood was blessed, and at this time, the knife became extremely weird, and at the same time, there was a strong smell of blood.

There was a loud bang, regretting the sky, and the weapons of the two at this time finally confronted each other head-on, and at this time, whether it was the righteous side or the alliance side, they were all wide-eyed, and this confrontation was a confrontation between the two in the true sense of the word at this time.

At the moment when the Chixiao Sword and the Weeping Blood Knife collided, countless explosions came from the air, which made the ears of the people watching the battle here at this time feel a burst of stimulation, and those who cultivated a little lower at this time felt dizzy.

Murong Xuan faced this type of confrontation, and it didn't have much impact on itself, it was the weirdness in his body, and it was faintly transmitted, even if there was a Chixiao Sword as a barrier at this time, it was still a barrier to the evil charm that was born with a lot of blood.

Murong Xuan felt the qi and blood in his body tumbling at this time, as if the qi and blood in his body were about to be sucked out by this knife, at this time, Murong Xuan's physical body was cultivated to the realm of the spirit infant who had already arrived, and at this time, even a drop of blood was as heavy as a thousand catties, but at this time, it was still the qi and blood that was stirred by this weeping blood knife, which was enough to be the ghost of this knife.

But it's not just Murong Xuan who is uncomfortable, but the blood in his heart at this time is even more shocked, the knife in his hand doesn't do much for Murong Xuan, but he knows it in his heart, because the Chixiao Sword can block his weeping blood knife, which is a fact recognized by countless spiritual cultivators on the Luoyun Continent.

But what surprised me the most now was that the power that came out of Murong Xuan's body, the Weeping Blood Knife in his hand, was faintly at this time, and he felt like he wanted to get rid of it.

At this time, Xueli had a bottom in his heart, if Guangguang only relied on the strength of his body, he would be a powerhouse that could match the Spirit Pill Realm, but now after meeting Murong Xuan, Xueli was shocked in his heart, and it can be seen from this blow that Murong Xuan's physical strength is too much stronger than himself.

Xueli didn't dare to imagine that Murong Xuan's physical power had broken through the realm of the Spirit Infant at this time, but he couldn't resist such thoughts in his heart, after all, the physical power from Murong Xuan's body was too powerful, and at the same time, Xueli still felt that Murong Xuan's blow did not carry any trace of spiritual power.

This is even more terrifying, Murong Xuan Guangguang has brought himself to this point with the strength of his body, and a thought suddenly flashed in his bloody heart at this time, he may not be Murong Xuan's opponent.

After so many years of bloody crisscrossing the Luoyun Continent, among the opponents he has encountered, no one can rely on the strength of his body to make himself so uncomfortable.

At this time, it is also because the opponent on the opposite side is bloody, if it is an ordinary spirit pill realm powerhouse, under Murong Xuan's blow, he has already vomited blood, and after Xueli gets the weeping blood knife, because he has to face the weeping blood knife all day long, he has to cultivate the power of the flesh, and the strength of the flesh at this time is also the level of the spirit pill realm.

Whether it is physical cultivation or spiritual cultivation, it is the cultivation of the spirit pill realm at this time...