Blood!

Very domineering name.

Have the ambition to swallow the universe.

He stood straight at this time, his expression extremely haughty, and he squinted at the two of them.

The monstrous blood qi did not restrain in the slightest, but became stronger and stronger. Pressed towards the two of them.

He spoke, his voice cold and domineering: "Two Nine Sword Heirs?Now, give you a choice, surrender, or, die!"

He has ambitions and wants to hold the Nine Swords Inheritance in his hands.

If they can't use it for themselves, then they kill it and take it themselves.

When Mo asked Chiyan and the two of them heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other, only to feel a little funny.

Surrender, is it possible?

Die, does he have the ability to do this?

"Who gave your confidence a wild mouth?" Mo Wen chuckled and pointed at Chi Yan: "Have you asked the one next to me? Chi Gongzi is invincible in contemporary times, how can you be presumptuous?"

"Humph!"

Chi Yan snorted lightly, but he didn't make a sound, without any rebuttal, his eyes burned, staring at the blood in the sky.

He knew Mo Wen's thoughts and pulled hatred onto him.

But does he care?

It's a big deal, it's another war.

Not to mention...... These words were said by Mo Wen, which was inexplicably a little nice and a little inexplicably comfortable.

......

The wind rustled over the treetops.

The sound of breaking through the air continued to roar.

One figure after another rushed to Mingjing Lake.

They searched for pillars of light, their toes tapping continuously on the branches, flowing and swift.

Or run like thunder, stepping on a hole in the ground from time to time.

Once again, Spiegel Lake was full of people.

"The old barberry road is there!"

"It is rumored that the ball of light in Spiegel Lake is his handiwork!"

"Ning Wushuang was also defeated at his hands. ”

"Now, is he going to win the Nine Swords Inheritance again?"

Everyone looked at the bloody sky, pointed and discussed.

"That's Chiyan, and ...... Don't ask!"

Someone looked at Mo Wen and the two of them, and instantly said Chiyan's name, and then, after thinking for a while, Mo Wen's name was also said.

"Don't ask ......," the people around him muttered to themselves, repeating, as if they wanted to imprint these two words in their hearts.

They had noticed this man for a long time, and now they know his name.

It is an existence that can kill the king of kings and compete with Chiyan.

Who would dare to ignore it?

They watched Mo Wen from a distance, standing in the back row, keeping a distance, keeping what they thought was a safe distance.

Most of them are confident that they can keep themselves safe from this distance

Only a handful of people took the risk to come to the front row to join in the fun.

But they are also hidden in the shadows, watching carefully.

The front row belongs to the strong.

It belongs to those strong who dare to compete with the blood of the sky.

......

Mo Wen thought about it in his heart, and probably guessed that everyone was here for the blood in the sky.

After all, the pillar of light on his body was really a bit dazzling.

Mo Wen made a decision in an instant and took a step back for the time being.

He ran straight to the left, without any scruples.

Blood Futian frowned, and the monstrous blood condensed into a hand, and he was about to stop him.

But Chi Yan next to him stepped out in one step, shattering and scattering the bloody hand.

"You're looking for death!" A cold light flashed in Xuefutian's eyes, his body was rioting, and he raised his fist and blasted towards Chiyan.

The blood bloomed on his hand, revealing a majestic force, and his whole body was like a rainbow, and he was about to suppress the person.

Chi Yan's expression did not show the slightest fear, the flames were triumphant, raised his hand for the pinch, and greeted him.

Besides, don't ask, ran to the left, grabbed Xu Youjian lying on the ground, and instantly stayed away from Zhou Yutong and Zi Mei.

"Silver Dust, go!" he shouted, and ran in the direction of the sparse crowd, trying to leave Spiegel Lake.

Silver Dust instantly realized, and the spear swept around, forcing several people away, and the breath was rioting, and he chased after him like thunder.

"Where to go!" Zi Mei shouted, broke away from Zhou Yutong, and chased after him, how could the cooked duck fly?

Zhou Yutong's eyes flashed, and he also chased after him.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingfeng on the side was foggy, forced his way through the crowd, and quickly followed.

"Wait for me......" Tian Mo, who was hiding in the distance, saw this, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but hurry to follow.

He was really afraid of being thrown off.

The thighs that were finally hugged can be easily released?

A few people wandered and went into the distance.

Chi Yan's subordinates looked at each other, thinking about catching up.

"Don't chase, come and help me!" Chi Yan yelled, stopping them.

In the face of the bloody sky, he felt endless pressure.

The opponent's blood was too thick and heavy, and he faintly felt like he couldn't breathe.

He spread out the field of flames.

A sea of blood ensued in the space.

This is the bloody field!

Chi Yan was terrified.

This Blood Sea Field was too strong, faintly carrying a trace of immortal true intent, which tightly suppressed his will.

He couldn't imagine that such a place would have immortal true intentions.

Which creature with immortal true meaning is not a conforming being?

They are no longer stuck in the void, and they can destroy the stars with a single hand.

Now, with a trace of immortal true intent in the will of the Bloody Heaven, doesn't it mean that it is inevitable for him to refine the Void and Merge Dao.

Don't look at his Chiyan has reached the point of refining the god and returning to the void, and he is only one realm away from refining the void and merging the path, but he is not sure to achieve this step at all.

That step can no longer be achieved by accumulation, the right time, place and people, all of them are indispensable, in short, it is difficult to explain......

Now, the person standing in front of him has amazing potential and has the potential to be in harmony.

Chi Yan's heart became more and more solemn.

"Say it one last time, surrender or die!" "Blood Futian's voice was extremely cold, giving a final decision.

Those Nine Sword Heirs actually ran away under their noses, all because this kid with a fire all over his body stopped him!

He completely lost his patience, and if he didn't know what to do, he would decisively kill him!

"Haha, are you worthy?" Chi Yan looked up to the sky and smiled, beckoned a few of his subordinates, and besieged him.

......

"Brother Mo...... You put me down......" Xu Youjian was carried on Mo Wen's shoulder, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood before he spoke in a trembling voice.

Mo Wen nodded, stopped, and with a stroke of the Xingchen Sword, he flattened the boulder next to him.

He threw Xu Youjian on it, unceremoniously.

Ahem......

Xu Youjian couldn't help coughing up blood again.

"Brother Mo...... Ahem...... I probably can't do it......"

Xu Youjian sat up with a gloomy face.

"You can't do it?" Mo Wen frowned, and then said lightly: "Are you dead?

"Hmm......" Xu Youjian lowered his head, his face was pale, and said, "I feel that the vitality in my body is constantly passing, and I may not be able to hold it anymore...... Brother Mo, please do one thing, if I die, please go to Shushan and tell Ling Jian Zhenren, just ...... Disciple Xu Youjian is worthy of his teacher's kindness...... Hmmm......"

As Xu Youjian spoke, he suddenly felt something enter his mouth in an instant, hitting his throat and choking his words.

The thing instantly dissolved, turning into a cool spiritual power, with a majestic vitality, spreading to all parts of his body.

Then, the endless pain began to slowly weaken and have a tendency to heal.

What kind of artifact is this, and it has such an effect?

Moreover, Brother Mo just gave himself this?

Xu Youjian was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mo Wen.

But I saw that he looked impatient, and said, "I'm too lazy to help you, I want to go to you by yourself!"