Xia Huang frowned.

With his knowledge and experience of sword weapons, he knew that if he let go today, he would let the Dragon Spiral Sword get out of its bindings. In the future, I'm afraid that he will never be able to control the Dragon Swirl Sword again.

The sword has a spirit, and she will not agree with the master who cannot control her.

Just when Xia Huang was about to forcibly suppress the Dragon Spiral Sword.

On his back, there was a sudden vibration.

The Blood Drinking Sword also changed at this time!

Xia Huang's heart moved slightly, his five fingers loosened, and he let go of the Dragon Swirl Sword.

He turned his hand and grasped the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

Airplanes......

At the moment when he grasped the hilt of the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, Xia Huang's eyes were suddenly shrouded and covered by endless blood, like a monstrous sea of blood, which suddenly descended.

A boundless sea of blood,

Countless corpses fell like rain.

Blood rolls like a tidal wave,

Skeletons as big as mountains,

The bloody man with the scythe in his hand......

Reaping life.

The killing continues,

The sea of blood is boundless!

This rolling sea of blood, the impact is too strong, as if it wants to tear people's hearts, drag them to the sea of corpses and blood, and sink in killing and desire.

People's minds, facing this sea of blood, are like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, which will be torn apart and crushed at any time, and the corpses will be gone.

It's like a test.

Xia Huang's mind was calm, and his palm tightly held the Blood Drinking Sword.

It's like an invisible contest.

Finally, the Blood Drinking Sword slowly fell silent.

Xia Huang pulled out the blood drinking sword, and the sword body cast by the autumn water flowed with a sharp and cold luster, making the surrounding air seem to be cold in an instant.

As Xia Huang pulled out the Blood Drinking Sword, the Dragon Swirl Sword, which was originally out of bondage, looked at the posture, and was about to ride the dust, galloped out, and suddenly stagnated, and then quieted down like a well-behaved child. Surrounded by the Blood Drinking Sword, and Xia Huang swirled and swirled.

It's like waiting for orders.

Feeling the connection between the blood drink and the dragon Xuan, it was not so much the sword of the son and mother, but Xia Huang felt that it was more like a sister and brother relationship.

Oh!

The roar of the bloody white bear pulled Xia Huang back from his thoughts to reality.

From the change of the Dragon Spinning Sword to the evolution of the Blood Drinking Sword into the Blood Sea, Xia Huang was recognized and controlled the Blood Drinking Sword, the whole process was long, but in fact, it was only a few moments.

The body of the bloody white bear jumped up, and it was already culled.

The blood-drinking sword in his hand was lightly vibrating, Xia Huang's footsteps jumped out, and the sword qi was like a fluttering leaf tumbling and surging out, facing the bloody white bear.

First-class swordsmanship, Chiba sword!

A clear sound sounded, and the dragon whirling sword was like a cheerful child, shuttling and whirling in the tumbling sword qi, and with the blood drinking sword, and Xia Huang, it turned into a streamer and attacked and killed.

A fierce battle.

After about half an hour, the cliff was calm again.

In the air, there was still a strong smell of blood.

The bloody white bear had fallen to the ground, and the gurgling blood flowed like a stream.

Xia Huang took the white bear demon crystal and put it in his pocket.

The demon crystal, which condenses the essence of the demon beast, contains a rich energy, and is used for cultivation, and the effect is not much better than that of the spirit stone.

Carrying the Blood Drinking Sword behind him again, Xia Huang turned around and left the cliff.

The dragon swirl sword followed, like a child who had no fun playing, and he circled around Xia Huang before turning into a streamer and returning to the scabbard worn by Xia Huang's waist.

Time turns, day and night alternate.

Time passed day by day in Xia Huang's trial.

Fierce battles, grinding of life and death.

The two swords with blood drink and dragon spin are also becoming more familiar and tacit.

Another day.

A certain valley.

The blood mist drifted away, and in the middle of the valley, dozens of green wolf corpses were piled up, and the thick and bloody blood flowed and formed a blood-soaked mountain of wolf corpses.

This is the Blue Devil Wolf, a first-order top-level demon beast known for its ferocity and tyranny. At this moment, dozens of blue devil wolves were all killed here.

Xia Huang sat on the Blue Devil Wolf Corpse Mountain.

The blood-drinking sword was inserted beside him, as calm as autumn water.

The Dragon Swirl Sword shuttled through the mountains of the Blue Devil wolf corpse, like a greedy child, collecting and sucking blood.

It's been nearly ten days since I came to the Demon Nightmare Forest.

Fierce battles, continuous cultivation,

Now, Xia Huang has opened up fifty meridians, running the Heaven Devouring Record, absorbing spiritual energy like a tide, it is like a human flesh cultivator.

In the dantian, the thickness of the vitality condensed by the heart of the star core has reached two hundred and eighty inches!

With such speed and such a thickness of vitality, it is definitely an existence against the sky when placed among ordinary cultivators.

But for Xia Huang, this was not enough.

When Situ Langya was in the Xuan Vein Realm, the thickness of his Yuan Qi had reached four hundred and eighty inches, and now, he had even entered the Spirit Body Realm. Xia Huang either broke through to the Spirit Body Realm, or the thickness of his vitality reached at least about six hundred inches, and only at the Sword Meeting could he have a chance to win.

There are still more than 20 days before the meeting of the sword.

"Time is still a little short......"

Spit out turbid breath from his mouth, Xia Huang stood up and stood on the Blue Devil Wolf Corpse Mountain, his gaze cast into the distance, his gaze was calm, but also firm.

Just when Xia Huang was trying in the Demon Nightmare Forest.

Sword Pavilion, Ming Hall.

In a tall building.

On the couch covered with snow-white tiger skin, a young man sat cross-legged with bare feet.

The young man is seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, with some femininity, between the snow-white eyebrows, there is a red mole, and the corners of his mouth are gently raised, revealing indifference, and there is a high arrogance.

This young man is none other than others,

It is the first person of the younger generation of Sword Pavilion and the most dazzling rising star, Situ Langya!

"Xia Huang really has to say that he will wait for me at the Sword Meeting, saying that I can't take over the Dragon Hall and am not qualified to become a sword?"

Situ Langya leaned forward, looked at the bottom of the steps, and said with a smile.

At the foot of the steps, Xiao Feng, whose right arm was wrapped in bandages, knelt on the ground, honestly frightened, lowered his head and said, "Yes." ”

"Hehehehehe. ”

Situ Langya chuckled, stood up from the case, stepped on the steps and walked down step by step, and said, "If you can cultivate and comprehend eighteen first-class swordsmanship, do you think that you are not a waste?

"Xia Huang, this kid, really dare to say it!"

"You, who rewarded you with so many cultivation resources, in the end, were even wasted by a waste of arms, what's the use of asking you?"

Bang! Situ Langya kicked Xiao Feng and flew out.

Xiao Feng smashed a few meters away, and quickly got up again, kneeling on the ground, not daring to squeak.

Situ Langya stood in the hall, looked around, and said coldly: "Do you want me to deal with a waste myself?"

The guards and slaves around were all silent.

"You don't need Langya Gongzi to make a move, Xia Huang, just leave it to me. He will not have the opportunity to participate in the Sword Society. ”

Just as everyone was silent, a voice rang out.

A figure stepped out.

Situ Langya looked at the figure and raised a smile, "I almost forgot about you, why didn't I expect that to deal with Xia Huang, you from Longtang are the most suitable candidate." ”

"As a member of the Dragon Hall, let your young hall master recognize himself and recognize the reality, isn't that also your responsibility......?"

Situ Langya's gloomy laughter floated in the palace.