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Chapter 1403: Blood Demon Canyon

Ye Qingyun was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, wielding his sword qi wantonly, and at the same time, he was still thinking about the first move of the Divine Spirit Technique, Ten Thousand Dao Returning to the Sect!

The sword style he cultivated was ruthless swordsmanship.

Ruthless Kendo is divided into three lower styles, three intermediate styles, and three higher styles.

The three low-level styles are a ruthless sword, a drawn sword, and a sword shadow in the world. The middle three styles are a sword in the sunset, no sword in the blood rain, and a sword in ten directions

The three advanced styles are the Ruthlessness of the Falling Sea, the Sword of the Red Sun, and the Sword of Killing.

The power of each sword move is incomparably immense, and it is incomparably amazing.

He first used a ruthless sword, and then the sword shadow of the world, waving the sword styles, while feeling the origin of these sword styles.

At this moment, he directly took the martial artists around him as a target.

After performing the lower three forms, he thought about it for a while, and felt as if he had figured out something, but after thinking about it again, this feeling disappeared again.

Realisation is an amazing feeling.

In an instant, you may understand.

It depends on the individual's ability to comprehend.

Ye Qingyun held the long sword in his hand, stabbing sword after sword, each sword carried a monstrous sword aura, among them, many warriors died tragically on his sword.

The long sword pierced the warrior's flesh, leaving a blood-red hole in their body.

What made them even more speechless was that after the assassination of the young man in white, he walked directly in front of another warrior and assassinated him again.

The surrounding martial artists felt the violent killing intent on Ye Qingyun's body, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and their eyes were quickly filled with the light of fear.

"What is the origin of the sword style?"

At the time of the assassination, Ye Qingyun kept saying such things, and a look of confusion gradually appeared in his eyes.

With the passage of time, there were quite a few more corpses on the ground.

"This son, I'll deal with it!"

Seeing that Ye Qingyun had killed so many people, a martial artist with extremely powerful combat power roared, and at the same time, he strode forward violently, his burly body exuded amazing fluctuations of calamity, pulled out the long sword on his waist, and stabbed towards Ye Qingyun fiercely!

Sonorous!

The long swords collided, and dazzling sparks were produced, and the void became solidified.

Although Ye Qingyun's eyes were confused, his hands were constantly casting ruthless sword techniques.

"A ruthless sword!"

"Sword Shadow in the World!"

The void was filled with a terrifying sword aura, which directly made the martial artist who came take a few steps back, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"What!"

The martial artist felt the surging sword aura on Ye Qingyun's body, and his face changed fiercely.

When the opponent's sword path was wielding the sword style, he unconsciously came to the point of the Nine Sword Shadow Shadows, and he was only one weight short of being able to step into the Sword Emperor Shadow's sword path water!

You must know that the realm after the sword path water product is the sword emperor shadow and the sword god shadow, and each shadow is divided into nine levels!

"Set up, kill him!"

Feeling the sword qi of the white-clothed young man surging more and more, the warrior's face changed again, and he shouted frantically at the warriors around him.

These people nodded one after another, a solemn look appeared on their faces, and they jumped out of the horse, stepping into the void, and immediately a pair of eyes full of murderous intent stared at the white-clothed young man holding a golden long sword below, and then, in their hands, there was an extra long sword.

The long sword exuded bursts of sword qi, and these sword qi continued to intertwine, finally forming a huge sword net, which swept towards the white-clothed young man below.

Seeing this scene, a look of worry appeared on the pretty face of the falling snow, and shouted: "Be careful!"

"It's okay, he's comprehending a certain technique! Once he comprehends, the power will be extraordinary!" said Luohuo, who was standing next to Luoxue.

Just as the sword net formed by the sword qi suddenly fell, suddenly, Ye Qingyun raised his head suddenly, and his confused eyes became extremely clear in the next moment, like a stream.

"I understand, the sword path I cultivate is ruthless, then the core is ruthlessness, all sword styles are ruthless! Therefore, all the ways that return to the origin are ruthless!" At this moment, Ye Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, like a bright star, and the next moment, his right hand was placed on the ruthless sword, and then he slowly closed his eyes again.

I saw that nine figures appeared in front of him.

The men cast different sword moves, and then they stood back in place.

The superimposed shadows of the nine people merged into Ye Qingyun's body.

Ye Qingyun's eyes opened again, and this time, his eyes were filled with monstrous sword qi, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the ruthless sword, and then he pulled it upwards violently.

The endless sword qi directly pierced that sword net.

It goes in all directions like the sea.

These martial artists couldn't bear it anymore under this sword aura, and they all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their faces turned pale in the next moment.

All the warriors fell to the ground one after another.

"Is this the return of all the ways?"

Ye Qingyun felt the previous movements carefully.

This Ten Thousand Dao Sect is simply powerful.

Just by wielding the long sword casually, you can gather all the sword styles together, and the power is naturally the greatest.

It can be said that this move is even more powerful than the two palms of the God of War's seven-step palm!

It's just that after wielding this sword, Ye Qingyun felt that the calamity in his body was exhausted, and the tendons and veins in his body were trembling slightly.

It seems that it is best not to use this trick unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Divine Spirit Technique, is it a practice created by the gods? Could it be that there are really gods in this world?" Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered, raised his head, and looked ahead.

On the top of the mountain cliff, there was a person wearing silver armor standing at this moment, this person saw Ye Qingyun's brave scene, and his pupils shrank slightly: "What a powerful sword qi!"

And after the death of the person below, that strange blood-red air flow reappeared, turning into a blood-red tornado and sweeping towards this side, and in less than a moment, all the warriors on the ground turned into a skeleton with Bai Sensen.

Ye Qingyun raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with a solemn face, and with one step, he came to the other party, and then found that there was a small altar behind the other party.

There was a cross on the small altar, and there was a dark red golem that emitted a terrifying aura, and the red air currents erupted from the puppet's body.

"This puppet, could it be ......" Suddenly, at this moment, Ye Qingyun thought of what he said before falling into the snow.

Bloodfiend golems?

"Boy, I have to admit that your swordsmanship is very superb, but unfortunately, I won't let you get out alive!" The middle-aged man's face sank.