The black claw struck the axe, and the sword array trembled violently, but it resisted Zhang Lei's attack.

"Open the sky!" The sound of commanding the sword array sounded again, and a flying sword emitted various colors of light, intertwined and fused together, turning into the color of chaos, suddenly turning around in the air, aiming at Zhang Lei and slashing hard!

The sword arc of Shizhang went straight to Zhang Lei with surging spiritual power, Zhang Lei did not dodge or dodge, opened his arms and tilted his head to look ahead, and his eyes revealed a crazy color: "Blood Collapse Technique!" ”

Blood gushed out from Zhang Lei's pores in an instant, Zhang Lei's muscles gradually atrophied, and his skin loosely outlined his bones. A huge ball of blood appeared in the air, gurgling outwards with blood bubbles, heading towards the arc of the sword.

When the sword qi came into contact with the blood ball, it turned into nothing, as if it was directly melted inside. The blood ball was still flying forward, and it looked like it was about to crash into the sword formation.

"Scatter!" The voice shouted anxiously.

"Oh, it's late!" Zhang Lei clenched his hands, and at the same time, the blood ball exploded, and the vast blood mist gathered towards the sword array, and it happened that a gust of demon wind blew by, and almost every flying sword had blood mist floating on it.

The hiss of sulfuric acid corrosion sounded, the aura in the flying sword escaped, and all the disciples who came out of the sword broke off the connection with their natal flying sword.

"What's going on!" "I can't control the shadow!" "Holy, it's falling!"

Zhang Lei's blood eroded and annihilated all the spirituality of the flying sword, and the sword fell like hail, falling to the ground rusty and then broken in half, it was difficult to see what it looked like at that time. Suddenly, one of the disciples began to scream, and he felt that there was a silk thread in his heart that had been broken, and it was the connection between the Natal Flying Sword and him. Immediately after that, there was a sweetness in his mouth, and blood snaked down from the corner of his mouth, falling from his jaw, and before it could fall to the ground, it was like flying in the air.

This movement was like a chain reaction, and the other disciples who participated in the sword formation also spat blood, and the blood was led away by an invisible force and flew towards Zhang Lei.

Zhang Lei rushed to the position of Jinpo Mountain, strangled the corners of his mouth with two index fingers, and pulled out a hideous smile. The blood coefficient of the disciples fell on him, leaving some disciples with an unforgettable shadow: the incomparable blood man in the air smiled sickly at them.

The blood slowly seeped into Zhang Lei's body, Zhang Lei's muscles began to bulge, returning to their original appearance, if you get close in the night, you can still find that his face is ruddy, and a few small parts of his skin have cracked because he has absorbed too much power.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion were no different from the tiger pulling out their fangs without a sword. Seeing that the disciples around him who participated in the sword formation lost their combat effectiveness, Dust Wind roared angrily: "Presumptuous! ”

He was the one who presided over the sword formation, because he was similar in strength to Zhang Lei, he was not harmed, and now he couldn't hold his breath anymore, he flew up, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Zhang Lei's head. "Despicable boy, you actually defiled the spirit sword with your blood! Watch me take your dog's head and sacrifice the spirit sword! ”

Zhang Lei sneered, didn't fight with the dust and wind, and quickly floated in the air and retreated.

"Don't want to escape!" The dust wind speeds up.

"Goodbye." Zhang Lei waved to him.

Dusty Wind was wondering, a sharp breath approached his neck, Dusty Wind raised his sword to block, but unexpectedly, his heart was directly pierced, and a serpentine coiled red scissors came out of his chest, bringing out the blood of the tent.

"Crab two...... Out of the mountain ......" muttered before the corpse fell from the sky and smashed into the grass.

The last thing Dusty Wind saw was Zhang Lei licking his blood on the scissors.

"Son, you're doing a great job, you can rest and stabilize your realm, and we'll take care of the rest." The voice of crab two came to Zhang Lei's ears from afar, and it drifted away.

"Yes." Zhang Lei didn't brace it, and flew directly into the depths of the dense forest.

Although his Blood Collapse Technique is strong, it also has a limit, it can only be used once a month, and after it is used up, his strength will fluctuate up and down for three days, which is absolutely fatal if it is placed in battle.

Zhang Lei dug a hole with his spiritual power and hid in it, but instead of resting on his knees, he carefully took out the flat waterproof plastic box from his arms and wiped it clean, stretched out his hand slightly trembling inside, and suddenly stopped when he was about to touch it, and used his spiritual power to absorb the water element to wash his hands carefully, and then dried them. That's when I came up with three photos.

The first is a photo of him and Xiao Si at school, the two of them are wearing school uniforms, sitting side by side on the side of the court, he looks at her, she looks ahead, but the corners of her lips are slightly hooked.

The second is a photo of Xiao Si in a white dress in a sea of flowers, and she is smiling so brightly.

The last one is a photo of the two snuggling together the night before he left.

Zhang Lei gently rubbed her face on the photo with his thumb, and put the photo back into the small box with great nostalgia and stuffed it into his arms.

Then he curled himself up and clutched himself to his knees.

In the Sword Pavilion in the distance, there were only two people facing each other in the air now.

"Beichen, you're old." Crab Er looked at Beichen in front of him, who forcibly reversed his age with aura in order to maintain his combat strength. The current Beichen is like the sea water sucked into the sky by a tornado, even though it still has the meaning of vastness, but it has become duckweed water.

"You're only more than ten years younger than me, how can you know if you don't try." Beichen said indifferently. He knew that Sword Pavilion would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect that it would be Crab Er.

"I'm past that murderous age, and I want Kimper Hill for my old brothers and godsons. If you're interested, get out of the way, I won't kill anyone. "Crab Er used his spiritual power to pass on the words to all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

Crab Er's words were beyond Beichen's expectations, this is the terrifying demon knife Crab Er back then?

To be honest, Beichen was tempted. Crab Er and the evil cultivation team led by him were too strong, and they couldn't completely eradicate the power of decency in the world back then, let alone a sword pavilion? Even if the Sword Pavilion wins in the end, it will be a miserable victory.

Just as Beichen was secretly hesitating, a disciple's voice came: "There are so many senior brothers who have died, it is better to be broken than to be complete!" ”

After one time, he didn't stop, he continued to raise his arms and shout, there were scattered disciples around him following Ying He, and the injured disciples were either supported or forced to stand up, joining the shouting, and gradually all the Sword Pavilion disciples gathered together, and the uniform call echoed in Wanliuyan.

"It's better to be broken than to be complete!" "It's better to be broken than to be complete!" Wave after wave.

The cohesion of the Sword Pavilion reached its peak at this moment.

"Hahahaha, interesting!" Crab Er looked up to the sky and laughed, the powerful qi waves dispersed, and some disciples were directly pressed to breathe, and the voice of the shout immediately lowered: "Childish!" Your ancestors are weighing the pros and cons, and you just want to die! ”

"Fight!" Beichen held up his breath behind his back, blocking the disciples behind him, so that they would not be affected by Crab Er.

"Good!"

As soon as the word Beichen was spoken, the two scissors behind him turned into four black dragons, which were more condensed and huge than what Gou Haodong encountered at that time, roaring towards Beichen with dark clouds and thunder.

"Seven Star Sword Rise!" The mountain rumbled, and the starry sword shot out of the mountain and soared into the sky. This sword is five feet sharp, revealing a faint cold light, and the hilt is a golden dragon carving case, which looks extremely majestic, and the blade is as sharp as autumn frost.

The sword light generously dispersed the dense dark clouds, and the moonlight shone on the seven-star sword, and the seven jewel stars on the sword body spun out and rose into the air, corresponding to the distant North Star one by one.

The black dragon pounced, and the gems began to swim, stopping two of them from falling from the Nine Heavens. The seven gems slammed into the black dragon's body in turn, and the seal mark was imprinted on it little by little.

Beichen stretched out his right hand, and the Seven Star Sword came into his hand. The spiritual power was running wildly in the body, the long hair behind Beichen was flying, and the seven-star sword trembled lightly, making a clear sound.

"Slash!" The momentum and strength of one person and one sword are far superior to the sword formation that Zhang Lei opposed.

The phantom was pulled out behind Beichen, and the light and shadow of the long sword danced suddenly, and it collided with the black dragon from top to bottom.

Sparks splashed, black dragons roared in the sky, and swords buzzed. With the power of the black dragon above, Beichen's spiritual power increased, and he suddenly fell, stepping on the head of another black dragon and smashing directly to the ground.

The black dragon flicked weakly on the ground like a dead snake a few times, pressing the barren mountain and shaking, and finally changed back to the style of half a pair of scissors.

Solve one! Beichen didn't have time to rejoice, and the withered palm that exuded evil spiritual power was imprinted on his chest. Beichen endured the pain and took the opportunity to swing the seven-star sword, cutting through the clothes on Crab Er's chest, and the sharp sword qi caused a thin scar on Crab Er's chest.

Beichen rolled in the air and unloaded, and landed and looked at the crab two.

No one had the upper hand in the battle just now, and each had its own gains and losses.