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The blood-stained rusty sword was still clenched in his hand, and without anyone noticing, the scarlet blood slowly seeped in, and a line of blood immediately appeared on the rusty sword body.

"Ding......

System Prompt: Congratulations on triggering 'The Secret of the Bloodthirsty Sword', do you accept the follow-up mission?

"Huh?"

Fang Fan felt dazed, he hadn't done anything.

Suddenly, a faint blood light flashed in front of him, Fang Fan subconsciously looked at the rusty sword in his hand, only to see that the rusty sword was still not much different from before, but there was an extra blood line the thickness of an iron needle on the body of the rusty sword.

This sword is still a hidden weapon?

Fang Fan was very surprised, the reason why he didn't throw away the rusty sword was because there was still a place to use it later, but he didn't expect that a casual move would give him an unexpected surprise.

The body was still falling downward, Fang Fan immediately took out the snow jade spider silk in the backpack, tied the rusty sword to death, and then, closed his eyes tightly, his lips kept turning, as if he was silently chanting something.

Just as he passed a stout cypress tree, Fang Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's here!"

The snow jade spider silk slammed into the trunk of the tree, and the rusty sword snatched through the trunk with a thud.

Crunch......

The cypress bent instantly, as if it would break at any time, and the spider silk grew a lot, and it was only the thickness of the index finger.

Fang Fan held the spider silk in his hands and was suspended in the air, the flesh and blood in his palms had been ground into a blur, and the blood flowed down his arms like flowing water, but fortunately, he picked up a life.

His legs clamped the spider silk, and his hands climbed up alternately, and soon, Fang Fan climbed over the cliff cypress and stepped on the trunk of the tree.

Just as he touched the hilt of the sword and wanted to pull out the rusty sword, the flesh and blood blurred palm was suddenly stuck to the hilt, and the blood all over his body seemed to be about to leak out of his body, pouring towards the rusty sword like opening a floodgate.

In just an instant, a quarter of the blood in his body was lost, Fang Fan was shocked, his left fist infused with true qi slammed into the hilt of the sword, and his right hand was detached from the hilt of the sword, but after a short period of work, the blood was sucked a lot away by the rusty sword.

"I didn't expect to jump off the cliff and die, I was almost sucked by a sword." Fang Fan smiled bitterly, tore off the strip of cloth from his body, and wrapped his palm around it.

There are no wounds, see how you suck!

Touching the hilt of the sword again, the situation was really much better, although the rusty sword still had suction, but it was reduced a lot, especially when the wound was blocked with true qi, and the suction force on the sword was almost invisible.

Only then did Fang Fan calm down and look at the sword in his hand, only to see that the sword body had changed again, the blood line that appeared at the beginning was still in the middle of the sword body, but it was still a short one before, and now it extended directly from the hilt to the tip of the sword, like the trunk of a big tree.

Bloodthirsty Sword (Sealed)

Quality: Ironware

Attributes: Unknown

Durability: 356/356

(Durable wear, can suck up blood and repair.) ）

True Qi Strength: The highest can withstand the realm below the mortal realm.

[The origin is unknown, the material is unknown, no one who holds this sword will die well!] 】

There is no doubt that this is a double-edged sword that hurts others and oneself, and when facing the enemy, the enemy must not only face a fierce attack, but also prevent the blood-sucking sword from sucking the blood out of the body.

And when you are injured, it is the same, you must separate your spirit to suppress the qi and blood in your body.

It can be seen that this sword is inseparable from the crooked ways of the evil sect, but the blood-sucking sword is definitely the best among iron-quality weapons, not to mention anything else, at least it is much more powerful than the Destruction Sword.

For players, they naturally don't care about what is good and what is evil, righteous people may also raise butcher knives for petty profits, and evil crooked people may also kill themselves to save the common people.

There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts, and the demonic path of cultivating the Soul Sucking Dafa may always kill the thieves who rob the house, and the righteous path of cultivating Haoran righteousness may always be a male thief and a female prostitute.

The good side of the human heart is positive, and the evil side of the human heart is the devil.

It's just that cultivating demonic martial arts, or using evil weapons will indeed reduce the favorability of NPCs, at least the first impression is not good, such as triggering the quest from some veteran Jianghu people, it will be affected to a certain extent.

But Fang Fan doesn't care, in fact, many players don't care, some players even play evil lines, as long as the strength is strong, who cares what NPCs think?

When it comes to a certain strength, it's actually about fighting each other between gangs and fighting for territory, if you look at it from the perspective of NPCs, aren't they just bandits who do all kinds of evil?

Moreover, Fang Fan thought of a swordsmanship that was particularly suitable for the blood-sucking sword, which could be said to be prepared for it, and the characteristics of the blood-soaking sword made him think about the martial arts and internal skills to be cultivated in the next realm.

However, it is still too early to think about this, the feet are still bottomless and high, leaving here is the most important thing at present, just in case, the blood-sucking sword is still tied to the spider silk, Fang Fan cat's waist is bent, and he carefully moves in the direction of the cliff, the roots of this cliff cypress are staggered and exposed outside, and the cave is very tightly protected.

Yes, behind the roots of the tree is a small cave half a man high.

Fang Fan had been here before, and he jumped off the cliff naturally because he was curious, but he didn't dare to go down when he arrived at this cliff cypress tree, and he didn't know how deep the clouds and mist below were, and he didn't want to fight with his life.

As for this cave, Fang Fan has not calculated how long it is, but the further you go inside, the wider it becomes, and you can still reach the exit quickly with light skills.

Just as Fang Fan was about to pick open the roots of the tree and enter the cave, a bad sound suddenly came from under his feet.

Click!

Yabai is broken!!

Fang Fan's body sank to the ground, and he fell down again, the snow jade spider silk flicked in his hand, and the blood-sucking sword tied to the front of it shot violently towards the cliff.

However, when there was a loud sound, Fang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, a few sparks splashed on the cliff wall, and the blood-sucking sword bounced out, not piercing the cliff wall.

A sentence suddenly flashed in Fang Fan's mind - no one who holds this sword will die well!

"Damn! It won't work like that, will it?! Fang Fan angrily scolded a dirty word.

Along the way down, a few small cypress trees appeared, but the trunk was too young, and the blood-sucking sword was thrown up, and the whole cypress was instantly broken, and it was close to the bottom of the cliff full of rubble, and it was about to fall to pieces, Fang Fan gritted his teeth violently, clenched the blood-sucking sword with both hands, and thrust it fiercely against the cliff.

Boom...... Boom......

It was like the sound of a bean roaster, sparks and gravel shot everywhere, and it slid for nearly five meters before it stopped falling.

Fang Fan's head was resting on the cliff, his eyes were closed as if he had passed out, he didn't make a sound, he was soaked in blood, and his seven orifices were still oozing blood.

"Xiaoyou, I'm offended, I invited you down in this way, and I hope for Haihan." An unkempt old man with a broken leg opened his mouth.