The blood sword trembled slightly, and the hilt changed, turning into a slender whip, the whole body was blood red, and there were sharp barbs distributed on it, swinging like the tail of a beast.

The whip flicked, and it became straight and straight, like a slender spear.

The runes on the blade shattered into pieces, fused like water on the seven-foot body, and then kneaded into a strangely shaped vein, shining with black-red light.

The faint blood mist almost dissipated completely, and the spear formed by the hilt of the sword devoured the little blood mist left around, like a spirit snake swinging, extending several zhang away in an instant, and the sound of breaking the sky swept into An Sheng's ears.

"If you want to do it against them, I'll destroy you to the point where there's nothing left of you. ”

An Sheng spat out a thin sword from his mouth and struck it with the long whip, the sharp blade slashed, but only left a faint fine line on the whip.

A cacophony of thuds reverberated everywhere.

The Peng Bird standing in mid-air behind An Sheng did not move, and on the opposite side of it, the same was true of the blood sword, but the bead where the sword body was connected to the whip turned into a scarlet pupil, staring at the Peng Bird.

And even more at the bottom of the line, it was Yin Mo and An Qing who were floating in the air, and the roots of the broken meat ball on their chests were connected together, and the rune treasure light on them was flowing like flowing water.

The thin sword shattered, dense fine lines appeared on the whip, and the barbs on it also fell a lot, but when they fell, they all suddenly flew towards An Sheng, wanting to sneak attack.

But they were all resisted by the holy moonlight that surrounded them, and a touch of blood danced openly, An Sheng's slender jade fingers swiped lightly, and a trace stood in front of him, gradually expanding, and the scene seen through the opening was white.

When it was enough to reach out and enter, a round bead flew out of the opening, shook in front of An Sheng, and slowly fell to his chest, the shining light of the bead merged with the flickering light on An Sheng's chest, and the trace of white mist swirled around.

"Penetrate the Qi Sea Pill in your body into your heart and blood to make offerings, in exchange for the strongest power in the short term. ”

An Sheng looked at the beads that gradually entered his chest and muttered, this is a technique that his mother has instructed, which can combine the inner pill of the transformation in the body with the blood of the heart to stimulate the most powerful power.

However, his current Inner Dan is not fully formed, and the power of qi and blood is not the most abundant period, and the effect of heart blood will be reduced a lot, which will lead to a decrease in the strength that complements Neidan.

Moreover, the biggest hidden danger of this move is that his inner Dan may collapse and never be reforged.

"No matter what the cost, I'm willing, as long as I can protect them. An Sheng thought to himself, urging the aura to let Neidan enter his chest, and the skin of his body began to appear cracked fine lines, as if it would crumble at any time.

The scarlet pupils on the blood sword also moved down, looking at An Sheng's movements, he moved slightly, and a blood light swept over the sword body, and before he could reach him, the sharp tip of the sword was only half a foot away from An Sheng's forehead.

A strong killing intent and terrifying aura enveloped it.

An Sheng could clearly feel the trembling of his body at that moment, it was the instinct generated by the powerful and terrifying existence, and his body was like the crumbling branches and leaves of a tree in the storm under that monstrous ferocity.

But just as the tip of the sword was about to arrive, a white light flashed, and a strong gust of wind struck, and it was the Dapeng bird with a body three feet wide that struck from the sky, and a pair of eagle eyes stared straight at the blood sword, and the sharp eagle claws grabbed it.

And that gust of wind was the interference caused by the shaking of the wings that flashed with precious light, and it was also a warning to the blood sword.

The white light collided with the blood light, An Sheng gritted his teeth, but he still swiped his feet on the ground and walked a few feet back, if it weren't for the protection of those runes, the horror was that the whole person would be carried up in the air by the wind.

The bright moon behind him was attached to An Sheng's body, and with a subtle crisp sound, the cracked fine lines on An Sheng's skin climbed one after another treasure runes. The strange veins are like ancient totems carved on that cold and elegant face.

An Sheng's three thousand green silks hung down like a waterfall, spreading down from the top of his head, turning into a snow-white hair, and his black left eye was also dyed pale.

"Spiritual Fusion Technique!"

Neidan completely entered the body, and his body blended with the bright moon, and the mark of a full moon appeared between Ansheng's eyebrows, which seemed to be slowly turning.

Peng Bird was also affected by the fluctuation of that strong aura, and became more and more excited, originally suppressed by the blood sword and injured again and again, at this time, the body directly soared a few points, the eagle eyes became more cold, and the wings brought a gust of wind to knock back the attacking blood sword.

Then the sharp claws grabbed the body of the blood sword, and the flickering blood light and blood mist eroded the claws of the Peng Bird, but it did not let go in the slightest.

Peng Bird flew up, and then fell down like a comet, blasting the ground in this small space, deafening!

An Sheng looked at the dusty place, her eyes were very tired, and she hoped that she would not see that strange blood sword again, she was too tired.

However, the reality is not as rosy as I imagined in my mind.

Peng Bird held his almost shattered body and staggered into the air, still with the demeanor of a sky overlord, but he was just that kind of down-and-out king.

The movement just now can be described as earth-shattering, and at this time, this small space is still shaking because of the impact of the big movement just now. It's like a special kind of wail.

The treasure light on Peng Bird's body has decreased a lot, just like the scorching sun hanging high in the sky at noon has become the twilight that is about to fall into the West Mountain in the blink of an eye. Even the feathers that had condensed with its white light became mottled and messy.

The blood sword broke out of those dust mist, still with such unbeatable power, and the scarlet pupils carried the slightest disgrace in it.

The strange veins on it exuded an evil aura, and with a slight tremble, the sword body crossed several zhang away, came to Peng Bird, and slashed down ruthlessly and decisively.

There was no dodging, no resistance, and Peng Niao was wiped out under that sword.

The debris fell like snow, covering the ground, and a lot fell into the sunken pit, and a little, it fell on Ansheng's shoulders on the edge of the pit.