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Xu Yang said indifferently: "Don't work to remind!"

With a palm stroke, the eight general trends recurred, alternating brilliance, an artistic conception that surrounded heaven and earth, and there was no way back, firmly enveloping the blood-drinking sword spirit, so that it could not escape.

"There are no boundaries in the sea of blood!"

The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit roared wildly, and a pair of palms were raised violently, causing the waves of the boundless blood sea, converging into a frenzy of thousands of sword qi, canceling out the power of Xu Yang's palm.

In this encounter, the two sides were evenly divided. But Xu Yang must overwhelm his opponent in a limited time to win, otherwise, he can only become a sword slave.

"Jie Ji, Xu Yang, is your strength limited to this? It's so disappointing to me, Blood Demon Sword!"

The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit suddenly turned into a narrow sword blade and shot into the air. The blood-colored clouds in the sky condensed towards its sword body one by one, and soon formed a blood-colored magic sword that connected the heavens and the earth, piercing down towards Xu Yang.

Xu Yang's face remained unchanged, he held the sky in his palm, and the eight great trends reflected each other, the blood-colored demon sword was useless, and the blood-colored cloud qi was shaken apart, turning into the narrow sword blade again, and turning back into the appearance of the blood-drinking sword spirit.

"Damn, aren't you in a hurry at all? Your blood is constantly flowing out!" the blood-drinking sword spirit roared, as if it was not Xu Yang who was bleeding, but him.

"I'm strange, you should be happy, right, if my blood runs dry?" Xu Yang smiled slightly, "Why don't you delay time, but take the initiative?" This will only expose more flaws in you." ”

The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit said coldly: "Hmph, what kind of divine soldier am I, how could I do such a reluctant thing? I just want to defeat you completely with the strongest posture and let you be my sword slave convincingly." ”

This blood-drinking sword has a sense of pride. This arrogance determines that it will not compromise, let alone flee, but will only fight the enemy head-on until death.

Xu Yang said after a while: "Okay, then let's come." I'd love to know. What's the bottom line of your strength? It's not just those two moves, right?"

The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit was enraged, and he roared in his throat, and then stretched out his hand to make a move: "Blood Soul Revival!"

In the sea of blood, one by one the bloody figures walked out slowly, their eyes glazed. There is a mechanical precision in the footsteps, as if each step has been carefully measured, and there will never be a slight deviation.

"These are the masters of Xuanzong that I killed? Xuanzong of the Peng family, the Donglai clans...... There is even Jiang Jingwei in Beiyu City? He obviously didn't kill him. Xu Yang said.

"As long as I am present, some of the souls of the dead will be devoured by me. Be my bread. The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit said coldly, "Go ahead, Blood Soul." ”

After receiving the order of the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit, the blood-lit figures shot out one by one and slammed into Xu Yang's head.

Xu Yang smiled slightly: "When I was alive, I was not my opponent, let alone dead." He flicked his fingers. One after another, the force shot out, shattering the remnant soul of the Xuanzong sect.

The shattered remnant soul of Xuanzong exploded into points of light and reintegrated into the sea of blood. It didn't take long for the remnant soul of Xuanzong to crawl out again.

"It's quite interesting to be able to resurrect indefinitely. Xu Yang secretly assessed the power of the Blood Drinking Sword.

Suddenly, a blood soul swooped up, Xu Yang was just about to wave his hand to shake it away, when he suddenly saw the blood soul swell up like an inflatable gas, and then exploded suddenly.

This explosion was extremely powerful. A master that is almost comparable to Xuan Jun strikes with all his might. Xu Yang was accidentally shocked into the air, and his body rolled continuously in the air.

"This is just the beginning!" roared the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit, "Stronger Blood Soul, Revival!"

Powerful Blood Soul. It will also take a little more time to recover. I saw that in the sea of blood, tall figures slowly crawled out, almost reaching a zhang high, and a powerful aura surged all over their bodies.

"Is that the remnant soul of the Xuanjun of Donglai who I killed?" Xu Yang easily fixed his figure, the self-explosion of Xuanzong just now made him injured, if he encountered Xuanjun's self-explosion, what kind of terrifying power would it be?

However, this self-detonation method seems to have its drawbacks, and the remnants of self-detonation and extinction will really disappear and will never climb out of the sea of blood again.

"With a strong and incorruptible bodhicitta mind, summon the wrath of the Ming King of the Third World, become the supreme demon subduing power, and subdue the demons of the past, the demons of the present, and the demons of the future!"

Xu Yang pinched the recipe and chanted, descended to the blessing of the third Ming King, and descended to the body. His breath skyrocketed several times, and between his eyebrows, he opened and closed like electricity.

One after another blood souls rushed in, Xu Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, and his body emitted immeasurable light, isolating the blood souls. The immeasurable light continued to extend, and on top of that light curtain, a head of blood and souls stuck to it, and it could only struggle.

"Damn, burst, boom, boom!"

The blood-drinking sword spirit roared, but the remnant souls attached to the demon-subduing halo had no way to explode themselves, and their dull eyes even regained a trace of agility, as if they gradually became self-conscious.

Xu Yang's body was as steady as a rock, but his face gradually turned pale, which was the result of his continuous blood flowing.

"Hmph, Xu Yang counts you as powerful, but you won't be able to hold it for long!" The eyes of the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit were very complicated, "More than half of your blood has been lost...... Soon you will be my sword slave. ”

"You seem to be very unhappy?" Xu Yang's lips turned pale and he smiled slightly.

In an ordinary human body, one-third of the blood will appear in shock coma, and continued bleeding will directly lead to death. Xu Yang's vitality is strong, and one-third is not his limit. But the continuous blood loss also had a great impact on him.

A hazy illusion began to appear in front of Xu Yang's eyes, and the sound of his heart pumping was clearly audible. A hint of thirst appeared in his throat, and when he looked at the scene in front of him, there would be large black shadows.

"I just...... There are some regrets," the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit looked indifferent, "Sure enough, no matter how strong a genius is, it has its limit. You are not my master...... No, we shouldn't have a master. We are the strongest, there are no weaknesses, and we are perfect!"

Xu Yang's blood was constantly draining and was close to drying up.

"Alright, let's become a sword slave...... Bloody funeral, requiem song. ”

The Blood Drinking Sword Spirit waved his sleeves, and the waves of the sea of blood hit the shore, and a surging farewell song gushed out. This is not a mystical move, but a ritual prepared by the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit for Xu Yang's fall. No matter what, Xu Yang rescued him from the seal, which was a favor.

"Don't worry, you will become my sword slave...... I will do nothing to your loved ones. I will go to the ends of the world to become the strongest sword. "The blood-drinking sword spirit is a little lonely.

"Thank you for your kindness. ”

Suddenly, a chuckle sounded in the ears of the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit.

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