Being severely injured by the little sword immortal, Wang Di laughed heartily after his initial shock: "Isn't this very good? Why hold yourself all the time? This is you!"

Xiao Jianxian looked at the laughing Wang Di, his face was expressionless, and he just said indifferently: "Lead the way." ”

"Okay, no problem. Under the serious injury, Wang Di was a little weak, but his expression was relaxed, and after briefly dealing with his injuries, he took the little sword fairy and set off again.

The two sword lights galloped away into the distance together.

Leaning less, a cloud of purple qi appeared in the place, and in the purple qi was a sloppy Taoist person, looking at the direction where the two sword lights disappeared.

Xiao Jianxian's situation is very unstable.

Although there is no suspense about the royal land that is better than the sixteenth realm, its sword intent has already violated the Tianhe inheritance.

At this moment, his strength is weaker than last year.

Not only is it weaker than last year's Tianhe and Blood River battles, but it even feels inferior to the battle of Zhengyang City.

It's just that compared with last year, he shot much more ruthlessly......

Chen Luoyang looked into the distance through the perspective of the half-sea doppelganger, groaning in his heart.

Tianhe Old Sword Immortal's efforts in the past year seem to have had little effect.

Little Sword Immortal Shen Tianzhao, the former first swordsman of the young generation of Hongchen, the most outstanding descendant of Tianhe, is still standing at such a critical crossroads.

It's no wonder that the old sword fairy went to the wilderness, and when the Eastern Zhou was disturbed by Yanran Mountain, the little sword fairy immediately came out of the basket here.

From a certain point of view, the person who knows the little sword fairy best is indeed the first to recommend the king's land.

His grasp of the mentality of the Little Sword Immortal was far deeper than that of the others in Tianhe.

Or it should be said that the importance of Lady Poison Dragon in the mind of the little sword fairy is underestimated by many people.

However, there is a problem that he already knows that the Blood River Ancestor and the current King Land are calculating themselves, even if the little sword immortal attaches importance to the Poison Dragon Lady, he will naturally have a bad feeling for the Blood River in his heart............

While thinking about it, Chen Luoyang urged the doppelganger Bankaidao to catch up.

In the distance, two sword lights, one day river and one blood river, crossed the sea and came to the vicinity of a sea area.

The two of them, Xiao Jian Immortal and Wang Di, stopped in mid-air.

"Here?" the little sword fairy asked as he sensed the distant sea.

In his perception, there was a battle in the distance, and the battle was fierce.

The king next to him was pale, but his expression was relaxed: "It's here, but it seems that someone came to the door first, fortunately we came in time, otherwise even if the Poison Dragon Lady is safe and sound, the people of Yanran Mountain will definitely transfer her away." ”

He took out a piece of jade pendant, and the jade pendant was flashing with light: "The jade pendant is not broken, which means that Mrs. Poison Dragon is fine at the moment, but the soldiers are in danger, and if you delay for a while, it will be more dangerous." ”

The little sword fairy took the jade pendant from Wang Di's hand.

The glow of the jade pendant flickered, faintly inducing a connection with a point in the distant sea.

In the light, the figure of an old woman appeared, it was Mrs. Poison Dragon.

Little Sword Immortal's eyes suddenly froze.

Wang Di looked at the sea in the distance and said with a smile: "The other party seems to have a master of the Seventeenth Realm, but it is not like a person in Tianhe, it may be under the rule of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty." ”

He turned his head to look at Xiao Jianxian: "It shouldn't be difficult for you, but do you think about what to do after saving people?"

Although Yun Lao is seriously injured, if he finds it, you can't help it. ”

"It's none of your business. The little sword fairy took a deep breath and put away the jade pendant.

Wang Di smiled: "It's good if you have an idea, in that case, I'll go first, so as not to be cleaned up by Yun Lao." ”

With that, he turned away.

But a magnificent sword light crossed the sky, like the Milky Way, directly cutting off the king's body!

How could Wang Di, who was already seriously injured, be able to block such a fierce sword, and his body was immediately cut into two pieces.

Shen Tianzhao, the little sword immortal who made the shot, was still expressionless.

However, after he succeeded, he frowned.

I saw the king land in front of me who was cut into two sections, and the two stumps suddenly turned into black blood and water, which seemed to be illusory, and actually went against the sword light of the little sword fairy Tianhe, going backwards, impregnated with the bright sword light.

The little sword fairy was shocked.

However, as he retracted his sword, the blood water that polluted his sword light and sword intent flowed back even more violently, and in an instant, one of his right hands had been dyed black and purple.

Irritable, gloomy, vicious, bloodthirsty and other negative emotions all surged into the heart of the little sword fairy for a while, making him, who was already extremely depressed, even more anxious and angry.

He barely managed to stabilize his mind and make a decision in an instant.

Directly with a sword in his left hand, he cut off his right hand.

The right arm, which had been dyed jet black by blood, was severed, and the little sword fairy's heart was restored to a moment of clarity.

But this clarity is fleeting.

There was still jet-black blood, spilling from the wound on his severed arm, rapidly spreading throughout his body.

The manic and bloodthirsty killing intent made the little sword fairy eager to destroy and slaughter everything he saw in front of him at this moment.

After all, his foundation is still deep, and he is strong to stabilize his mind and suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

“...... Blood River Ancestor?!"

The little sword immortal had a lot of knowledge, and instantly recognized that this was definitely not a means that the king could have, but the handiwork of the Blood River Ancestor.

But when the Blood River Ancestor fell, even if the Blood Phoenix reincarnation technique was wonderful, there should be no chance of resurrection, and he couldn't hide it from the Empress, the Old Sword Immortal and others.

The little sword fairy glared, and saw a strange spar appear in the puddle of blood that Wang Di's body had turned into.

From the hedron came the voice of the king again.

"This is indeed the means that the Blood River Ancestor secretly buried in my body during the decisive battle, just to wait for the moment when you kill me, pollute your sword intent, and turn the Heavenly River into the Blood River, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy at that time, and the Blood River Ancestor himself fell. ”

Wang Di said with a smile: "This time, I got the help of another master to create this fake body, but the gift left to you by the Blood River Ancestor is still specially given to you." ”

The little sword fairy looked up to the sky and roared, full of anger and murderous aura.

The vast river of heaven around his body began to become dark and gloomy, gradually turning bloody.

The undulating stars in the heavenly river are shining brightly, but they are also faintly turned into blood light.

"The more angry you are, the more you hate, the more you laugh at the gift of the Blood River Ancestor. The chuckle of the king came from the spar: "Or should it be said, the more it looks like the Blood Tianhe, the ancestor of the Blood River." ”

The little sword fairy exhaled a long breath, his eyes cold.

A cold and dim blood light began to flash on his body, and the killing intent rushed into the sky.

"What about the Heavenly River turning into a Blood River?" The Little Sword Immortal Shen Tianzhao said coldly: "I will slaughter the Blood River with the Sword of the Blood River, including you, but I want to see how many lives you have to kill me." ”

Wang Di laughed even more: "As you please, I'm not the ancestor of the Blood River, the Blood River can't be destroyed, what does it matter to me?"

As for you to kill me, you can do it at any time, but you should care about Lady Poison Dragon first, her old man is in danger now. ”

Shen Tianzhao's face was cold, and he didn't say anything more, turned around and flew towards the sea area where the battle was in the distance.

Before leaving, he slashed the hedron with a sword in his hand.

The sword was as bright as blood.

After a while, Chen Luoyang's doppelganger, the Bankaidao Man, appeared here, looking at the blood in the distance.

He kind of understood the king's intentions.

Last year, it was the Blood River Ancestor who had been planning for a long time, and he wanted to catch Shen Tianzhao off guard.

This year, Shen Tianzhao was mentally prepared, but he said that it would depend on the situation of Mrs. Poison Dragon, but he already hated Blood River.

Even if he rebelled out of the Heavenly River, he would not throw himself into the Blood River.

The Blood River Ancestor's original plan to subdue him as his successor had already failed.

But the king didn't care much about it.

On the contrary, he planned to rub Shen Tianzhao's bottom line repeatedly and "help" Shen Tianzhao to reverse Tianhe.

This is just the beginning.

Chen Luoyang thought about it and inquired about the information of the royal land through the white jade bottle in his mind.

At the same time, the half-sea doppelganger continued to stare at Shen Tianzhao's side.

In the distant sea, there are warriors of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, who are at war with the warriors of Yanran Mountain.

The warrior of Yanran Mountain here, originally entrusted by the king's land, temporarily took care of the poisonous dragon lady.

As a result, the Eastern Zhou warriors found this place, and a big war broke out between the two sides.

When the warriors of Yanran Mountain were feeling invincible, blood suddenly fell from the sky.

Beihai Yanran Mountain has always been friendly with the Blood River, and when they saw such a pure Blood River Sword Dao and felt the profundity of their cultivation, the people of Yanran Mountain couldn't help but be overjoyed.

And everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was shocked in their hearts.

However, when this blood river fell, it attacked the descendants of Yanran Mountain first!

The fierce and raging sword light flowed, and suddenly the blood flowed into a river, staining the sea red.

Most of the people in Yanran Mountain had no time to resist before they were killed.

A Yan Ran Mountain elder of the Seventeenth Realm had a shocked face, looking at Shen Tianzhao in front of him, who was covered in blood and had turned into a bloody white cloth.

Before he could answer, Shen Tianzhao's fierce sword had already slashed over.

This Elder Yan Ran Mountain subconsciously wanted to grab an old woman next to him as a hostage, but after touching Shen Tianzhao's blood-red eyes, he immediately retracted his hand and fled in embarrassment.

Shen Tianzhao grabbed the old woman.

The old woman stared at him stunned.

Shen Tianzhao took a deep breath and wanted to speak, but opened his mouth, but he was stuck there and didn't make a sound.

The people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were shocked.

The young man in front of him is no stranger to them.

But now, the facial features are obviously the same, but they feel completely two people compared to usual.

An old man in purple at the head of the Eastern Zhou camp tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice to the people around him: "Are you sure he is the 'Tianhe Sword' Shen Tianzhao......?"

The Eastern Zhou martial artist beside him was also full of hesitation: "It's right that it should be a little sword immortal, but the 'Tianhe Sword' is ......."

After the purple-clothed old man pondered for a moment, he arched his hand and said, "Shen Xiaoyou......"

His voice seemed to alarm Shen Tianzhao.

The blood-clothed young man suddenly turned his head, and as far as his sight could see, everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was cold.

That fierce sword qi killing intent, no matter how you look at it, it is the inheritance of the blood river, and the killing god in the world.

Shen Tianzhao took a deep breath, retracted his gaze a little reluctantly, and then left with the old woman without saying a word.

The people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stayed in place, frightened and confused.

In the distance, Chen Luoyang's doppelganger Bankaidao looked at it from afar, thoughtfully.