Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Emperor's Blood Kills the Heavens

Looking at the man in horror, Ruo Xiaotian had a cold light on his face, and couldn't help but put one hand on his chest, ready to take out the Ice and Fire Howling Sky Axe. But at this moment, Ling Ruoxiaotian's horror happened.

A figure passed through his body, and suddenly Ruo Xiaotian saw the back, and looked at the man in astonishment, how could Ruo Xiaotian not understand what was happening.

Only then did he suspiciously walk side by side with the man. What made Ruo Xiaotian feel strange was that the man with the immovable blood hammer never looked at him. His heart moved, and he wondered, 'Is it a dream?' pinched himself violently, and suddenly his eyes were a little teary-eyed. It's weird, doesn't it hurt to pinch yourself when you're dreaming? But how can this be now?

Just as Ruo Xiaotian was talking to himself, he saw a white-haired old man-like person, looking at the man next to him with deep eyes.

"Emperor Blood Kills Heaven, now you have to flee there, I can't imagine that the Lord of the Pond would do such a dirty thing, it is simply the scum of our cultivators. ”

The old man finished his words solemnly. His hand reached down, and in an instant, a sword glowing with golden light appeared in his hand.

The golden light was like a dazzling sun, and if you looked at the sword closely, it seemed that the gods were also jealous, so that the bottom of the blade was missing a corner on each side, and the tip of the sword looked so sharp, as if it was painful to be stabbed.

The sword is the gentleman of a hundred soldiers. The sword was as long as the man's arm, and he held the sword in his hand, slowly staining it with a layer of gold from hand to body. When the whole body is dyed, it is like a god of war. Ruo Xiaotian was really a little stunned at this time. Could it be that the sword is also an artifact?

The hilt of the sword is a dragon-shaped hilt, and at the bottom of the handle is not a circle but a dragon's head, and the eyes on the dragon's head seem to be radiating light, which makes people look a little surprised. And the whole blade of the sword, as neat as a knife, is broken by blowing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is cracked with a stone.

The entire body of the sword exuded a golden light, like a small sun, exuding warmth. Let Ruo Xiaotian on the side feel a burst of warmth. Just as Ruo Xiaotian was suspicious, the man spoke.

"Emperor Blood Kills Heaven, today I see how you are going to escape?"

The man snorted softly and said in a somewhat angry tone. And the hand holding the sword also waved a few sword flowers in the air, which looked like it was playing with treasure, but in fact, it was not.

"It's ridiculous, do you think that my emperor killed the sky with blood, and I will really lose to you today?"

After speaking, Emperor Blood Killing Heaven grabbed the immovable blood hammer with one hand and held it into the air, closing his eyes slightly. Suddenly, on the ground around him, there was a circle of blood from the inside out, and at that moment, he spoke, and his eyes opened in vain as he spoke.

"Twin Dance of Blood, open. ”

Suddenly, the body of the Emperor's Blood Killing Heaven turned red in vain, and the clothes were even more bright red. And those eyes turned red at some point, and those red eyes made outsiders look really weird.

At this moment, the sword flower danced by the man appeared in front of the Emperor's Blood Slayer Heaven. And the latter just smiled coldly and said.

"Anger erupts, breaks. ”

As he spoke, he threw the immovable blood hammer in his hand into the air, and his right hand grabbed it fiercely in the air, and suddenly layers of blood appeared in the blood circle. Yes, if Xiaotian is not mistaken, the blood Lang seems to be uncounted, covering one circle after another. Until that sword flower was canceled out by blood Lang.

The old man squinted at the former, then smiled indifferently and said.

"Emperor Blood Kills the Heavens, isn't there a special skill on the immovable blood pit that resembles Bodhi? Why don't you use it?"

Emperor Blood Killing Heaven laughed a few times, and the words of disdain slowly spread. However, the look on his face seemed a little reluctant.

"Do you really think I'm the kind of villain who relies on external forces? Hmph, you underestimate me too much. Today is either you dead or I die. ”

Emperor Blood Killing Heaven endured the bruise in his throat, and after saying that sentence simply, he swiped his hand back, and half-squatted to make a posture to meet the enemy.

The old man just shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

Suddenly, a battle that amazed Ruo Xiaotian began. He heard from the older generation that the important thing about martial arts is not the magnificence but the intrinsic nature of the moves, and when the master duels him, he often dies here because of an oversight, flashy, this word is always mentioned in the older generation, and naturally Ruo Xiaotian also feels that the cultivation of these two people in front of him is not very high.

But the momentum of swinging the sword and slashing made the trees within a radius of dozens of miles shake themselves, and that move was so gorgeous and amazing. Such a fact had to completely overturn Ruo Xiaotian's concept.

In fact, this is not the case, when the strength reaches the nine precepts, every move and style is as you like. The word gorgeous, in the moves of the strong, can be done with a gesture. In other words, the gorgeous moves are weak because they use all their abstinence qi for momentum, not the strength of the move itself. But when it comes to Jiujie, the magnificence and strength of the moves can be done both.

But if Xiaotian wants to cultivate to the Nine Rings, he needs to subdue at least more than ten artifacts, and he naturally can't understand this move now.

Somehow, he was obviously standing there, but the coercion of their moves couldn't touch him at all, so he had to suspect that this was a dream, but the dreamer obviously wouldn't feel the pain, and Fang Cai himself pinched it, and he obviously felt the pain. What's going on here?

Looking at the emperor's bloody move to kill the sky, Ruo Xiaotian forgot what he was thinking just now and was completely intoxicated. The Emperor's bloody move to kill the heavens seemed to be with a double attack. It is not difficult to see that every time he swings a move, he can always vaguely see two immovable blood hammers. And I don't know when, Ruo Xiaotian stood there, watching stupidly.

That's it, Ruo Xiaotian watched tirelessly for three days and three nights. And the two of them are still fighting. Vaguely, I saw the strength of the two.

Undoubtedly, the nine rings, starting from the left hand to the right hand, have a total of nine rings. It symbolizes that only one step away can become an immortal existence.

Nine Rings, Emperor of Heaven

I don't know how long it took, the battle between the two in front of me finally reached a fever pitch, and Ruo Xiaotian on the side also leaned on the trunk of the tree and watched lazily.

The two stopped, as if to say something. Ruo Xiaotian was also a little curious about the man's identity and the sword in his hand, so he took two steps forward, and when he heard the sword in the man's hand, he was convinced that his guess was not wrong.

Divine Desire Heavenly Remnant Sword, that's right, the sword in the man's hand is the treasure of the Ruoling Pavilion Town Pavilion, the Divine Desire Heavenly Remnant Sword.

A sword that made the Zhixiu Continent want to drop but didn't have the life to take it.

A divine sword that has been handed down from ancient times and has been used by the lord of Ruoling Pavilion for generations.

A sword that once made the shallow dust Seven Laughs Hall dispatch Seven Smiles to grab it