Chapter 735: Killing the Ancestor Red Sword Technique

The Blood Demon Ancestor's right arm was cut off by a sword qi of swordsmanship, his face showed fear, and his body suddenly pulled back, thinking that he had already had the strength to kill Qin Jian. can be killed repeatedly, and it can still have the upper hand at the beginning. When it was time to kill Qin Jian, there would be another accident.

Qin Jian stepped on the ground with both feet, his eyes were scarlet, and a strange sword aura that was visible to the naked eye burned all around his body. The fiery red, very weird, the bloody ancestor was stared at by Qin Jian, and his body was hairy.

"What kind of power is this? It can still hurt me! I already have the Evil Dust Sword Qi to protect my body, you can't still hurt me!" said the Bloody Ancestor categorically, gritting his teeth and being very resentful.

Qin Jian raised his hands and stared at the two palms for a full three seconds, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the fiery red sword qi around him. After a few moments, he seemed to understand something.

"It turns out that the swordsmanship that Xiaoxi said is actually like this. It's no wonder that Xiaoxi has always shown disdain for me, when I reached the sword art realm, I didn't have my own sword skills, just a weak person, insignificant, and now, I seem to understand a little. ”

Brook?

Who's that?

It doesn't matter who it is!

This Qin Jian must be bluffing, pretending to be a ghost, with his age, how could he comprehend the legendary swordsmanship. In addition to pursuing the evil dust sword in his life, he also remembered the sword technique in the sword art realm. At his age, hundreds of years have passed, and he still can't realize the slightest thing.

How can this Qin Jian be virtuous, he realized swordsmanship at such a young age, which is simply ridiculous in the world.

"Believe it or not!"

Qin Jian sneered, restrained the fiery red swordsmanship aura around him, raised his right hand, grabbed it casually, and a Blood Demon Divine Sword was pinched out of his hand. Compared to the Blood Demon Divine Sword he used before, it was a few points stronger, this was not the main thing, the most important thing was that he didn't need to use the Blood Demon Divine Sword Technique at all, he could condense this more profound Blood Demon Divine Sword.

This is the benefit of comprehending swordsmanship, Qin Jian is not what it used to be at this moment!

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The Bloody Ancestor naturally didn't believe that Qin Jian could really comprehend the so-called swordsmanship, he sneered, and rushed towards Qin Jian with an arrow step, the two fingers of his left hand were together, the fingers were like swords, the sword strength was surging, and the evil spirit of the evil dust sword exploded.

"Die!"

The bloody ancestor groaned in his heart, and his eyes bloomed with intense murderous intent.

Qin Jian faced the Blood Demon Ancestor and rushed to kill again, looking at the Blood Demon Ancestor with extraordinary speed, he was indifferent, and when he was closest to his death, the Blood Demon Divine Sword condensed in his hand moved.

The blood light is as fast as lightning, but it is several points more powerful than lightning!

Whoa!

The blood light flickered, and the bloody ancestor who rushed over was actually cut off two fingers again.

"What!"

The pain in the Blood Demon Ancestor's hand instantly spread throughout his body, and he and Qin Jian staggered. Qin Jian was not injured in any way, but he had two fingers cut off, and on his chest,

There was also a blood stain, and within half a second, the blood stain erupted, and a large piece of blood rushed out, splashing out three or four meters.

"As I said, I have comprehended the art of swordsmanship, and you are no longer my opponent. ”

Qin Jian turned around and looked indifferently at the fact that his right arm was first cut off, and then two fingers were cut off, and the victory or defeat was already obvious.

"Impossible! You can't cross three realms to kill me! Even if you comprehend the sword technique, you can't be so powerful! You still have hidden killing moves!"

The Bloody Ancestor was not convinced, and his tone was angry.

Qin Jian sneered, "Those who are about to die, what right do they have to seek the truth!"

Don't stay, don't plan to give the Blood Demon Ancestor a chance to stay, and turn into a red light, like a waterfall visible to the naked eye, pouring in, sweeping the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"You can't take my life!"

The bloody ancestor vomited blood in his mouth, his face was hideous, his body became more and more cold, in his pupils, the demonic light shot out, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and he himself turned into a black light, like a sword in the sky.

Whoosh!

The Bloody Ancestor is like a black sword, glowing with evil energy, appearing in the form of an evil dust ancient sword, extremely sharp!

The red light of Qin Jian's incarnation was also condensed into a handful of red rays, penetrating the void and approaching the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The sword of black light incarnated by the bloody ancestor stabbed towards Qin Jian, and between the red light of Qin Jian's incarnation.

The two swords of strange light killed each other, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, the strength of the two began to be evenly matched, and then the Qin sword came on top, shaking back the sword of black light bit by bit, and in the void between the two swords, a force erupted, thunder and lightning staggered, and the fire shot out.

"Bloody Ancestor, you're done!"

In the red light, a cold cry erupted, and then the black light sword was shocked back by a red light momentum, and then dispersed, finally exposing the ugly face of the bloody ancestor who was unwilling.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have been blessed by the Evil Dust Ancient Sword, you can't win me! I have cultivated to the tenth realm of the Sword Art Realm! You can't win against me! Why! Why is this happening!!

Facing the roar of the Bloody Ancestor, Qin Jian was still expressionless, "Just now, I have been promoted to the tenth realm of the Sword Art Realm!"

"You say...... You have been promoted to the tenth realm of the Sword Art Realm just now!?" The Bloody Ancestor was suddenly vomited blood by thunder, "I see, I see!

"I can't think of it!" The bloody ancestor wiped the blood on his mouth, and said with a miserable smile: "The apprentice of the old immortal Ye is really not simple, not simple! The power against the sky! It is really the power against the sky!!

Qin Jian ignored the bloody ancestor's sorrowful howl, and he sneered: "That's all there is to it in the last words? ”

"If you want my life, you have to have a life!" The Bloody Ancestor suddenly had endless hatred brewing in his eyes, and the strength in his body reversed.

"Although your strength, talent, and understanding are all against the sky, it is a pity that you still have to die here

I use my own flesh and blood as a guide, my sword strength as a reverse, and I lead the cultivation of the tenth realm of the sword art realm, and you will not escape death!"

"What!" Qin Jian did everything, but he didn't expect that the Blood Demon Ancestor, as a generation of powerhouses, would also do such a lowly and lowly thing, this kind of trick, except for deep hatred, few people use this trick.

Feeling that the bloody ancestor held his will to die, the power in his body could not be stopped, he immediately made a decision, turned around and left!

Bang!!!

A huge explosion sounded, which immediately caused turmoil in the heavens and the earth, and countless living beings were destroyed, even the dilapidated Evil Dust Ancient City was destroyed in an instant.

Qin Jian's whole body sword strength covered his whole body, and even used the power of his arrogant bones, as well as the sword technique he had just comprehended, it was just enough to resist the self-sword strength cultivation that was detonated by the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The long distance within a radius was all sunk by the raging power of this force, and the scene was once terrifying, like the end of the world!

Qin Jian turned all his strength, covering all parts of his body, and when all those powers dissipated, his sword strength was exhausted and landed on the ground, the sword strength of his whole body was really consumed, lying on his back on the ground, panting.

"If he is stronger, presumably, you will not be able to resist. This violent force has swept through most of the hunting grounds, and if you can live, you are considered to be very strong, and you are lucky!"

Four figures came out of the void, and one of them smiled with relief and came to Qin Jian's side, praising Qin Jian with a smile on his face.

Qin Jian looked sideways, in fact, he didn't need to look to know who the owner of this voice was.

"Qin Jian, you are so powerful, you actually won a powerhouse in the tenth realm of the sword art realm. You're so strong, so incredible!" Liu Yun excitedly crouched on his right side and complimented him.

Qin Jian looked sideways at Xiaoxi, then at Liu Yun, who was excited and happy, and sighed, "Have you been hiding behind me and patrolling me?"

"yes. Liu Yun nodded in shame, she had been carried by Xiaoxi, hidden in the void, in fact, since Qin Jian left them, Xiaoxi had been leading everyone and secretly following Qin Jian. Anything Qin Jian encountered, they knew it and saw it clearly.

Qin Jian smiled bitterly and glanced at Liu Hongcheng and Liu Honglin, the eyes of the two were very strange, looking at him, there was an indescribable sense of strangeness and disobedience in his heart.

Every time this Qin Jian was close to death, he always had a whim, which led to an explosion of incredible power.

Whether it is facing the Black Demon Scale Snake King, or the Flame Lion King, or the Silver Fox King, you can always find a way, and even burst your own potential, to achieve enough to survive. Such a guy is really lucky!

Qin Jian sat up with difficulty, looked at the stream, stretched out his left hand, and a fiery red sword qi condensed in his palm.

"Is this what you call swordsmanship?" Qin Jian asked Xiaoxi.