"Dingding......

The long swords clashed, the figures flew over, and the two soon fought from the rooftop to the void. The same casual sword, the same hidden thousands of changes in one sword, between the lightning and flint, the two exchanged dozens of swords. The sparks splashed, the sword qi exploded, and the two of them fought together, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Neither of them expected this result. Although each other is a casual sword, easy to use, the moves are gorgeous, or exquisite, or practical, but the sword is like a whimsy, reaching the realm of no tricks to win.

No move is not really no move, but no limit on moves. Generally speaking, as long as there are moves, swordsmanship becomes traceable, and if people grasp the trajectory of the moves, no matter how subtle the moves are, it will be in vain. Only when you get the sword and forget the sword, and then forget the move, and do not have a move to win, can you be regarded as a real sword master.

Now the two are no longer competing for moves, but about the understanding of the sword, the perception of the sword, and the swordsmanship in the general sense has lost its meaning to the two. After dozens of swords, although he was very surprised by Blood Cry's attainments in swordsmanship, Xiao Zhan basically grasped the reality of Blood Cry. He was sure that the Sword Technique of Blood Weeping did not reach the realm of the Heart Sword, but only used a special technique to achieve the same effect as the Concentric Sword.

Although the results are similar, the gap between the two is obvious.

The real heart sword, when the sword is released, what controls everything is the heart of the sword that is condensed by the essence of countless swordsmanship. The condensation of the sword heart is mysterious and mysterious, it is difficult to describe it in words, when the sword heart is formed, you can anticipate the enemy's opportunity, the enemy's move has not yet been used, you can predict the way, and the advanced can even predict the changes in the opponent's heart, and when the sword is released, it can stifle its idea of strain.

Therefore, Xiao Zhan, who has mastered the heart sword, does not have to think about it at all when facing the enemy, and the sword in his heart will wait for him to think and make moves. As a result, even he didn't know what Xiao Zhan's sword would be next, and it was impossible for the opponent to capture his sword trajectory.

And every time Blood Weeps out of the sword, his brain will calculate rapidly, the time of this calculation is very short, it is completed in an instant, and its effect is almost no less than the realm of the heart sword. But although the time at this moment was very short, it made the bloody swordsmanship become traceable, and ordinary people may not be able to detect it, but when he encountered Xiao Zhan, who had a heart sword, his swordsmanship became invisible, and he naturally had to be restrained by Xiao Zhan.

"Dingding......

The sword light was shining, the sword aura was strong, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten swords were exchanged, Xiao Zhan, who grabbed the traces of the blood crying swordsmanship, gradually seized the upper hand, and under the wonderful use of the heart sword, he wiped out the idea of blood crying step by step.

Being pressed and beaten, he was angry in his heart, he wanted to regain his disadvantage, and his exquisite sword moves were frequent, but he was shocked to find that Xiao Zhan's sword seemed to be pervasive, and each sword not only sealed his sword moves, but also smashed all his thoughts of adaptation.

Although he didn't want to believe it, he had to admit that Xiao Zhan's swordsmanship and artistic conception had formed a restraint on him, making him fail to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, and he couldn't capture Xiao Zhan's sword intention at all. If he hadn't been able to calculate and analyze heavily, he would have been defeated.

Blood Weeping has grown so big, when has he been so embarrassed, and in an instant he has a big murderous opportunity. Immediately, on the demonic blood sword, scarlet sword qi burst out, and with a sound of "bang!", Xiao Zhan was shocked back by more than ten zhang.

In an instant, the treacherous blood light in the bloody eyes burst out, and layers of blood surged out around him. Suddenly, I saw that within a radius of thousands of feet, it was dyed with blood. A piercing whistling sound suddenly sounded, like a ghost roaring, like a resentful spirit shouting, Xiao Zhan, who was not far away, felt that his whole body was surging with qi and blood, and faintly wanted to break his body and leave.

What kind of move is this!?

In a moment of astonishment, he heard the screams in a radius of thousands of feet, and in the night, thousands of essence blood shot towards the blood cry in the sky.

Is that?

Xiao Zhan's face changed, and in an instant, there were thousands of people in his senses, even livestock, and the blood and essence of his whole body were drained. His gaze swept across the Sword Sect, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, no one in the sect died.

Immediately, Xiao Zhan's eyes were full of anger when he looked at the blood weeping.

Bastard!

This is the center of the city, and it is still night, most of the people have already rested, and it is only a few breaths, and the people within a thousand feet are almost dead, if it is delayed a little longer, there will be more deaths.

At that moment, Xiao Zhan no longer hesitated, the long sword in his hand shook, and a heaven-shattering sword roar sounded, and a domineering sword intent soared into the sky. In an instant, the nine swords of the first layer of the sword were united, and a brilliant sword light angrily slashed towards the blood cry surrounded by blood waves.

"Overlord!"

Wild, domineering, and the brilliant sword light illuminated the whole night.

Hundreds of rushing blood qi instantly condensed into blood-colored sword qi, and skyrocketed at a geometric speed, and in the night sky, Dao sword qi was like an evil spirit, buzzing and roaring. At the moment when Xiao Zhan's sword slashed out, hundreds of blood-colored sword qi instantly merged and turned into a shocking blood-colored sword qi.

Looking at Xiao Zhan, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his bloody mouth.

"Blood Spirit Curse Killing Sword!"

The blood-colored sword qi emitted a terrible sword roar, and the night seemed to be filled with the crying and curse of the resentful spirit, and within the sound wave range, the blood was stirring, as if it wanted to drill out of the body.

"Bang!"

At a distance of ten zhang, at the moment when the light of the two swords lit up, the sword qi collided, and the two sword qi in the night sky paused for a thousandth of a second, and suddenly, the blood-colored sword qi suddenly exploded, and the domineering sword qi slashed towards the blood cry after weakening by a third.

How can it be?

Blood Weeping's face changed drastically, and before he had time to dodge, the domineering sword qi had already exploded.

Wild, vicious, domineering!

The sword light was like electricity, and the moment the bloody face changed suddenly, it was blown away.

This scene shocked the two female slaves who wept bloody, and their figures were like lightning, rushing towards the bloody cry that was blown away.

A sword blasted and wept blood, Xiao Zhan couldn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the blood-colored sword qi that was dispersed by him turned into thousands of bloodlines in an instant, attacking him again. In Xiao Zhan's eyes, every strand of blood was a sword qi, they were like bloodthirsty sharks, after smelling the smell of blood, they erupted into an excited buzzing sound, and a frenzied electric switch came.

Xiao Zhan frowned, and his body protection was violently released, as if he wanted to shatter these bloodshots. However, a strange scene appeared, thousands of blood threads unhindered through his protective body and continued to shoot towards him.

Xiao Zhan's face changed abruptly, and at that moment, he even sensed thousands of bloodthirsty desires. The heart sword turned sharply, and between the lightning and flint, the sword of the strange sword path and the sword of parasitic suddenly merged, blasting towards thousands of blood.

The moment the bloodshot approached his body, for a moment, Xiao Zhan's heart moved, and thousands of bloodshots shot towards his palm, condensing into a blood-colored small sword in the blink of an eye. Looking at the blood-colored little sword floating in the palm of his hand, like a living thing, Xiao Zhan's curiosity was aroused for a while, and when he was about to study it, the blood cry that was blasted away by him shot out again. The sky-high anger made him give up the idea of finding out, and in an instant, the blue light flashed, and he put the blood-colored little sword into the ring. He decided to wait until later to look into it.

Looking at the angry blood crying, Xiao Zhan couldn't stop sneering. Even if this guy can achieve the Heart Sword Realm, don't forget that he has now reached the second realm of the Sword Dao, the Sword Spirit Realm. Although the realm of sword spirit has not improved much in terms of artistic conception, the sword qi has already crystallized, and the condensation degree of each sword qi is several times better than that of the heart sword realm.

It is conceivable that with the same level of sword qi against each other, the victory or defeat will be decided at the touch of a button.

At this moment, in a pair of bloody pupils, the fierce light flashed, and his whole person was like a mad beast. A sword! The other party blasted him away with just one sword, and this sword was like a loud slap in the face, which made him lose face, who had always regarded himself very high and thought that he was invincible at the same level.

Kill! We must kill this bastard who made him ugly, only in this way can we defend his dignity and wash away his shame. At this moment, all the thoughts of blood weeping have been filled with anger and murderous intent, and he has long forgotten his scruples. What about the capital of the Apocalypse here, it's a big deal to run away afterwards, anyway, the more people there are, the stronger his swordsmanship. He didn't believe it, after he mastered one hundred and eight sets of "Blood Demon Sword Technique", he couldn't clean up this guy who made him ugly.

Blood weeps floated in the air, covered in blood, and in the blink of an eye, petite blood-colored figures continued to appear around his body. Xiao Zhan looked at it, there were a thousand, and all of them were baby girls who had just given birth, all of them had strange smiles, and the strange laughter in the night sky kept echoing.

Looking at the blood-colored baby girls beside him, Xiao Zhan's face suddenly became ugly.