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And the Sword Emperor also seems to know that it is particularly difficult to kill a spirit pill realm powerhouse, and in this case, there is no need to kill these two people too hard, as long as he drags it, after the group of people below divides the victory and defeat, it is not impossible to use all his strength, and at this time it is a good situation to get off the horse, if it is used well, it is enough to make these two people confused, in this way, they only make money and do not suffer, the two of them see the Sword Emperor doing this, how can they not know what the Sword Emperor thinks, but because of the situation, it is quite rare for the two of them to remain undefeated in the hands of the Sword Emperor, If the two of them want to use all their strength to defeat the Sword Emperor at this time, so as to rescue the disciples below, this is inevitably whimsical. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

For Murong Xuan below, it was not happy at this time, the Chixiao Sword and the Qingfeng Sword came out, one sword killed one person, but there was no one left under the ten swords, because Murong Xuan played extremely strong, although it greatly relieved the pressure of the people in the Falling Sword Sect, but it also attracted the attention of the strong people of the Demon Sect At this time, a person in the Demon Sect saw Murong Xuan slaughtering his Holy Sect disciples, although he did not regard these Holy Sect disciples as human beings, but in his mind, as long as the people of the Holy Sect were killed, and more importantly, they were killed in front of him, which was simply an insult to himself。

At this time, this person killed the disciple of the Falling Knife Sect in front of him with a knife, turned around and killed Murong Xuan directly, and Murong Xuan was facing a demon disciple at this time, but this person regarded human life as human life, but in front of Murong Xuan's eyes, he killed this Holy Sect disciple with a knife, disgusted that this Holy Sect disciple was in the way here, and after the killing, this person looked at Murong Xuan coldly.

And Murong Xuan also looked at this person, when he dropped the knife in his hand against the disciple of his sect just now, this cold-blooded heart made Murong Xuan's heart cold, such a person, who does not regard human life as a human being, can kill it casually, Murong Xuan looked at this person at this time, either a madman, if it is really a murderous devil.

The name of the person who came to Murong Xuan was Blood Kill, he was a disciple of the Demon Sect's blood cultivation lineage, and he was also the most outstanding disciple of the Demon Sect's blood cultivation line in this generation, he was cold and bloodthirsty, and he was known as the blood king in the Demon Sect.

At this time, after the blood killing was facing Murong Xuan, he directly stared at the people surrounding Murong Xuan and him at this time, whether it was a disciple of the Holy Sect or a disciple of the Falling Sword Sect, after seeing the killing look in the eyes of the blood killing, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, but as for the disciples of the Demon Sect, they retreated even farther at this time, giving up this place to Murong Xuan and the blood killing.

These disciples of the Demon Sect all know that when the blood slaughter is fighting with others, he doesn't like other people to interfere in his battles, otherwise, whether it is a disciple of the same sect or an outsider, all of them are killed without mercy, so this blood killing is also the most murderous one in the Demon Sect.

At this time, there was no one else within a radius of fifty steps, but only Murong Xuan and the two of them, at this time, the blood kill lifted the treasure knife in my hand, Murong Xuan took a look, this knife was blood-red all over the body, and these blood-red people were all natural, as if this knife was born like this, Murong Xuan Murong Xuan was still some distance away from this blood-killing at this time, and he could vaguely ask about the bloody smell of this blood-red knife, Murong Xuan looked at the blood-killing at this time, and the anger on his face flashed, if you want to forge this knife, the bloody smell is so strong, I don't know, how many people's blood is contaminated under this knife。

Murong Xuan's sword rose at this time, facing this person, Murong Xuan's expression was obviously quite heavy, at this time, the blood knife in the blood killer's hand was unsheathed, and it came towards Murong Xuan is slashing, and with the spiritual power in the body, a stream of blood stains rushed towards Murong Xuan, shrouding Murong Xuan in a blood-colored mist. Murong Xuan didn't seem too flustered at this time, but the power of the divine soul surged out, and at the same time, at this time, Murong Xuan's abdomen was not moved, which made Murong Xuan a little suspicious, originally Murong Xuan thought that this blood mist contained some kind of deadly poison, but at this time, the chemical medicine tripod in the dantian did not fluctuate, which means that this thing should not contain any poison, if it really contains any poison, Murong Xuan is not very flustered, but once this is not poison, Murong Xuan has no way to start with it。

Murong Xuan didn't know that the practice of this blood killing was called the blood nerve, and this blood mist was a starting point in this exercise, if you wanted to cultivate the supreme blood god treasure scripture, condensing the blood mist was the first step, and this blood mist must be condensed by the blood of the person who had just died, otherwise this blood nerve would not be able to get started, so the blood mist in this blood nerve was not an offensive move, but as a sign of practicing the blood vein, as long as you used this blood mist, no matter whether you were a disciple of the blood vein or not, but you committed such a heinous sin, it was a disciple of the blood vein。

At this time, Murong Xuan asked about the smell of blood, and felt a burst of nausea at this time, he didn't know how many people the man in the blood-red robe and blood-red knife in front of him had killed in order to cultivate this exercise, but at this time, Murong Xuan knew that this person deserved to die.

So at this time, Murong Xuan was also not clumsy, the Qingfeng sword formation was unsheathed, and the seven Qingfeng swords flew up from behind Murong Xuan at this time, lined up in front of Murong Xuan, ready to go, and Murong Xuan was not polite at all. Wielding the Qingfeng Sword is to kill the blood, at this time the Qingfeng Sword seems to sense the anger in the master's heart, at this time the killing intent on the seven Qingfeng Swords is stronger than usual, the seven former Qingfeng Swords are in order, the seven swords are shot towards the Blood Kill one by one, and the Blood Kill is also without fear on his face at this time, even if it is facing Murong Xuan's seven Qingfeng Swords at this time, it also seems quite confident, the next moment, Murong Xuan saw the Blood Kill slash out a knife, and the Lingyuan carried on this knife is all blood red, the Blood Kill did not avoid Murong Xuan's Qingfeng Sword, at this time, a knife fell, and it was falling on Murong Xuan's Qingfeng Sword, and when the bloody knife of blood killing fell on Murong Xuan's Qingfeng sword. It seems that there are some inexplicable substances on top of the blood knife that have been transmitted to Murong Xuan's Qingfeng, and the blood killing is concocted against the seven strangled Qingfeng swords at this time.

Murong Xuan was a little shocked in his heart after the blood killing came into contact with the first Qingfeng sword, and wanted to quickly take back his seven Qingfeng swords, but the speed of the blood killing was no less than Murong Xuan's five-way pace, and in just a short moment, Murong Xuan's seven Qingfeng swords were completely destroyed.

At this time, Murong Xuan was particularly distressed in the face of the seven Qingfeng Swords that fell to the ground, but when Murong Xuan wanted to use the power of his divine soul to summon the Qingfeng Sword here at this time, he found that although the power of his divine soul was still left in the Qingfeng Sword at this time, the Qingfeng Sword at this time had been spiritually lost, which meant that Murong Xuan's Qingfeng Sword had been destroyed by blood slaughter at this time, and when he encountered this situation, Murong Xuan was shocked in his heart.

When the blood knife of blood killing touched his own Qingfeng sword, why did his green sword lose its spiritual power, the reason, Murong Xuan had no time to multi-line at this time and had to leave this problem for later, and the blood killing style is also in the blood nerves, called soul devouring, as long as the blood nerve is cultivated, it can extract the filthy power in these blood, condense it through the special method of the blood nerve, and finally form this substance with spirit devouring, of course, this is also Murong Xuan's carelessness, if Murong Xuan is careful and prepared, he will not be killed by blood so easily。

Murong Xuan had a bad start, after destroying a heavy treasure by blood, Murong Xuan collected all the spiritual treasures on his body to avoid being destroyed again by blood, and the most important thing now is that there is no way to crack it, these few things in his Chiyun Ring. If it was destroyed, Murong Xuan would be distressed when he looked at it.

Blood Killing was also a little stunned at this time, he didn't expect that he could destroy Murong Xuan's treasures so easily, but there is a premise as the basis for all this, that is, Murong Xuan doesn't know that this blood nerve has such a function, if Murong Xuan knows, he must have to find every means to prevent this kind of thing from happening, otherwise, these spirit treasures are not easy to come by, if they are all destroyed by blood killing, then what can he do in the future.

At this time, the blood killing was also very satisfied, especially when he saw that Murong Xuan had already put away the Chixiao Sword in his hand at this time, he was even more complacent, this was also a little too easy, but after all, the blood killing was the figure of the younger generation of the Demon Sect, although it was the beginning to get such a huge bargain, but he would not be arrogant, but looked at Murong Xuan coldly, and planned to take advantage of Murong Xuan's lack of a weapon in his hand at this time, that is, Murong Xuan would be killed here.

The people of the Demon Sect are so ruthless that they will not let go of the slightest chance to kill the enemy, after all, they have grown up in such a cruel environment since they were children, and they will not be able to do so at this time.

At this time, after thinking for a long time, Murong Xuan finally found that although it is said to be three, it is more like two, among which the fist style and the palm style are more like a kind of complementary technique, rather than a single one of the plots Taking advantage of this opportunity, Murong Xuan just wanted to try this true martial arts style on the blood killing, after all, he had been getting it for so long, but he had always only used the fist style, and he had nothing to gain from the other two, and at this time, there was a special weird method of blood killing。 Since he could use the Soul Devouring Method to break the spirituality in his spiritual weapon magic weapon, at this time, Murong Xuan was not so much a test move, but a desperate bet, because under the premise that these spiritual weapons could not be used. The only thing left of me is this True Martial Three Style.

At this time, Murong Xuan did not take the initiative to attack, but stood on the spot, his right hand condensed into a huge fist shadow, and his left hand condensed into a huge palm shadow, at this time, Murong Xuan held a fist in one hand, and attacked towards the blood killing with the palm in the other

Blood Killing is not afraid at this time, although hostility is rampant, but it is still far from being afraid, at this time, in the face of the spiritual pressure from Murong Xuan's body, Blood Killing is standing proudly, knowing that after Murong Xuan comprehended the second form of the True Martial Arts Three Styles at this time, the spiritual pressure on the fist shadow and palm shadow does not know how much greater than when Murong Xuan only comprehended the first form before. But at this time, the blood killing was not afraid, but he raised the blood knife in his hand and slashed towards Murong Xuan.

The long knife was slashed, and Murong Xuan's huge fist shadow palm shadow was also waiting for the arrival of the blood kill at this time, just waiting for the arrival of the blood kill, and in a moment, the blood killing knife was in front of Murong Xuan, and the knife was slashed, with the two of them as the center, but at this time, there were bursts of sound waves...

At this time, Zhang Huai, who was not far from Murong Xuan, was holding the Broken Army Sword in his hand, and he was like a tiger with wings, although there were many Demon Sect disciples in front of him at this time, but no one dared to come forward to make more provocations, and most people knew that although they were holding the sword and sword in their hands, no one dared to take any step forward, looking at the body in front of their eyes, it was chilling enough.

At this time, a disciple in the Demon Sect saw Zhang Huai's side like this, and at this time, he also gave up the disciple who was fighting, and turned around and rushed towards Zhang Huai, and at the same time clenched his hand widely, as if all his spiritual skills had to be performed by relying on this big face.

This person is another king in the younger generation of the Demon Sect, and the disciples of the Demon Sect gave him the nickname Ghost King, no one knows who his surname is, but his combat power, in the Demon Sect, can be said to be terrifying, not how high his cultivation is, but how weird it is.

This person came to Zhang Huai's side in an instant, and instead of being as violent as a bloody killing, he said to the disciples of the Demon Sect, "You go elsewhere for the time being, and I will deal with this person." ”。

, Zhang Huai looked at the man in front of him whose face was covered by black clothes and black robes, and he also remembered the people he met in the secret realm of Tianxin Sect last time, but after sensing the breath of this person, Zhang Huai immediately denied the thoughts in his heart, although this person and those people are dressed similarly, it is absolutely impossible to be a person all the way.

At this time, this person is waving the big fan in his hand is attacking Zhang Huai, and this person's attack is also quite strange, it is by virtue of this side of the big fan, and at this time, with the wave of this person, one after another black arrows emerged from it, and Zhang Huai is a broken saber in his hand at this time, and a knife is to split this small black arrow, but this black arrow is one or two is okay to say, if it is endless, it is not easy to say, at this time Zhang Huai made a King Kong change, towards this man...