The picture of blood splattering in Xiao Feng's imagination did not appear.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to be stabbed, Xia Huang turned sideways, as if he had already expected the sword path, and easily avoided the sword.

Xiao Feng's sword stabbed into the air.

Before Xiao Feng could put away his sword, the branch in Xia Huang's hand had already stabbed out!

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the branches stabbing at him, he was immediately startled, and his head tilted suddenly. The branch grazed Xiao Feng's cheek, bringing up a burst of blood, which was as sharp as a sword, and made a shocking blood mark on Xiao Feng's face.

Xiao Feng retreated backwards.

It took more than ten steps back before he stopped.

There was a burning pain in his face.

"Bastard! It's too light for the enemy!" gritted his teeth fiercely, a cold luster flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, his robe fluttered, and the vitality in his body ran wildly.

"Tempest Swordsmanship!"

In the midst of the heavy shouts, Xiao Feng jumped out in stride, waving his long sword, and one after another sword qi, like a violent wind, came in all directions, attacking and killing Xia Huang.

First-class swordsmanship, Wind Sword!

The sword qi that rolled like a storm sliced through trees, crushed fallen leaves, cut cracks on the ground, splintered stones, swords roared wildly, and the air seemed to have been cut to pieces.

The branch in Xia Huang's hand vibrated lightly.

There was a low, deep sound.

At this moment, an ordinary branch seemed to have turned into a sword.

The footsteps were light, facing Xiao Feng's rolling sword qi like a storm, Xia Huang stabbed out.

The branches are like a gust of wind.

Swift Sword!

This is also a first-class swordsmanship from the eighteen sects of the sword stage.

The peak of the Wind Sword is really like a touch of wind, shuttling and advancing in the rolling sword qi, as if entering a no-man's land. With a snort, blood splattered, and the branch in Xia Huang's hand had already pierced into the wrist of Xiao Feng's right hand holding the sword.

A branch is broken.

"Ahh

Xiao Feng let out a miserable scream from his mouth, his five fingers loosened, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the rolling sword qi set off was like a receding tide, and it disappeared in an instant.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his wrist, a trace of horror passed through the depths of Xiao Feng's heart, Xia Huang's vitality thickness was really only thirty inches?

It's just that how much time has passed since the sword stage test, and Xia Huang can become so strong?

"Ahh

Before Xiao Feng could think about it, a heart-rending pain came, causing his body to tremble violently, his whole face became distorted, cold sweat dripped down, and he roared.

A branch stabbed Xiao Feng's wrist, Xia Huang did not stop, the branch in his hand provoked, like a bamboo, it was actually from Xiao Feng's wrist, tearing flesh, bones, and even meridians, all the way to the belt bone, from the wrist to the shoulder, tearing out a bloody blood groove!

Hot blood splattered like a spring.

Xiao Feng screamed and retreated, staggering and slamming into a tree.

"Ho ho ho ho ......"

His face was pale, covered with cold sweat, Xiao Feng hoarsely throated, panting heavily, his entire right arm hung down softly, dripping with blood, and the torn blood trough, flesh and white bones were clearly visible, which made people feel frightened.

Xiao Feng looked at Xia Huang as if he was looking at a devil, and his eyes revealed fear.

His right arm was scrapped, not only that, but Xiao Feng's meridian system was also broken by Xia Huang's branch, so don't think about cultivating anymore in the future.

Laugh at!

Xia Huang shook his palm, and the branch fell at Xiao Feng's feet, making Xiao Feng's body tremble again, and said lightly: "Go back and tell Situ Langya that I will wait for him at the Sword Meeting." The Dragon Hall is not something he can touch, and he is not qualified for the position of the sword. ”

Then, ignoring Xiao Feng again, Xia Huang turned to leave, and his figure disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Xiao Feng sat on the ground with a pale and desperate expression.

On a mountain cliff.

Xia Huang sat quietly.

Here, it is already a demon forest, the forest sea is like a wave, undulating with the wind, and the wind is also filled with a primitive and reckless atmosphere.

On Xia Huang's knees, the Dragon Swirl Sword rested.

Shura.Blood Drink, Dragon Swirl, this set of swords is suspected to have a spirit, but it seems to have undergone some kind of change and is in a state of silence that has been sealed. It's a pity that Xia Huang's current cultivation is too low, and he doesn't have enough realm to explore the true mysteries of the sword.

It is believed that with the improvement of Xia Huang's realm cultivation, the mystery of this set of sword weapons will eventually be revealed and the glory of the past will be restored.

meantime

Xia Huang also passed this trial and became familiar with this set of sword weapons.

Xia Huang had a hunch that the two swords of blood drink and dragon spin would accompany him for a long time.

"Whew......"

A deep roar suddenly sounded, shaking the trees, and a tyrannical and fishy wind swept in, lifting countless fallen leaves on the cliff.

Xia Huang turned around to look and saw a huge white bear, with its strong body squeezing the trees and bursting, stepping from the mountains and forests and appearing on the cliff.

The white bear has a physique like a mountain, four or five meters long, hair like snow, but it has a pair of red eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty and cruel luster, which is breathtaking, promising, and trembling.

Violent Blood White Bear, a first-order top-level demon beast, among the demon beasts of the same level, is also an extremely powerful existence, with a strength comparable to that of the Xuanmai Realm, and a cultivator with a thickness of vitality close to two hundred inches.

"Oh, the trial is coming. ”

Xia Huang stood up, held the Dragon Swirl Sword in his hand, and faced the white bear, the corners of his mouth raised lightly.

A fishy wind was raised, and the white bear's eyes burst out with a greedy glow, and his strong body jumped up suddenly, so that the ground trembled when he stepped on it, like a mountain sweeping across it, and fiercely slaughtered Xia Huang.

The fishy wind caused the surrounding trees to burst with it.

Seeing the bloody white bear sweeping aside, Xia Huang stepped on the soles of his feet, leaned back, took his right foot as the axis, and suddenly turned sideways in an arc, appearing on the side of the white bear. Holding the dragon spinning sword in his backhand, the sword light lit up.

A man and a bear staggered by.

Bang! The bloody white bear stepped down more than ten meters away, letting out an angry roar, only to see that on its side, a bloody mark had been drawn, and the hot blood flowed down, dyeing the snow-white hair red.

The white bear turned around and stared at Xia Huang with a violent and angry look in his eyes.

"Come again. Xia Huang beckoned to the Bloody White Bear.

Keng ......

Well?

Just as Xia Huang was about to face the Bloody White Bear again, the Dragon Swirl Sword in his hand suddenly vibrated and there was a loud sound.

I saw that on the body of the dragon swirl sword, the dragon scale pattern seemed to turn around, and one by one, it actually swallowed the blood of the violent white bear and the blood stained on the sword.

There was a sound of joy from the blade.

The dragon scale halberd opened, and the dragon swirl sword continued to tremble, as if urging Xia Huang to attack the bloody white bear.

This kind of excitement is like an excited child, but what makes it excited and hot is the smell of blood.

Xia Huang even faintly felt,

The dragon spinning sword, it seems to want to get out of control,

Unwilling to be bound.