The Blood Sword looked bulky, but it was as swift as thunder, and it came in an instant.

Jiang Xiaohe was in the sword formation, and his every move was greatly restricted, and every movement was several times more difficult than usual.

He had only experienced such a situation in the gravity space of the Diwei Tower.

With a "bang", the blood sword stabbed in his chest with a muffled sound, and Jiang Xiaohe felt the pain of the shock again, this time from the Xuanwu shield to the red flame armor.

The speed of the blood sword was too fast, and in a hurry, he had to activate the Red Flame Armor.

"This, how is this possible?"

However, to his surprise, the Blood Sword did not retreat a little due to the shock force of the Red Flame Armor, but instead spun at high speed in his chest and drilled into his body.

The speed at which the blood sword rotated was so fast that Jiang Xiaohe couldn't see its traces clearly with his naked eyes.

The skeletal grimace of the sword body emitted a piercing magic sound, penetrating the brain and directly hitting the Dewei Tower, turning into a stream of blood and disappearing.

The Blood Sword and the Diwei Pagoda had only stalemate for more than ten deliberate efforts, and Jiang Xiaohe felt dizzy and weak. The Yuan Force in the sea of qi had almost been exhausted.

"He can't hold on!"

The Wild Lion Venerable's face was overjoyed, and he turned his head and shouted at the Ghost Five Divine Sword.

"Soul Sword"

The Ghost Five Divine Sword shouted again, the Yuan Force of the whole body surged, and the huge sword array contracted violently, and the original faint red was already scarlet as blood at the moment.

Jiang Xiaohe's whole body sank, feeling that the pressure on his body was several times heavier than before, the speed of the long sword was faster, and the faint light on the red flame armor was getting thinner and thinner.

With a muffled sound of "poof", Jiang Xiaohe trembled, and the pressure from all directions was instantly pressed, and the light emitted by the Red Flame Armor disappeared completely.

The last trace of Yuan Power in his sea of qi was also exhausted.

The blood sword stabbed on the red flame armor and made a "snort" sound, and Jiang Xiaohe's face was difficult to see.

"Hahaha, Jiang Xiaohe, I see what other means you have!"

Venerable Mad Lion laughed out loud, since he met Jiang Xiaohe, this was the happiest time he had ever felt, as if the pores all over his body had been dilated a lot.

Jiang Xiaohe's body was pressed by the sword nets around him, and there was no intact place all over his body.

However, for the first time, a cold murderous aura was condensed in his eyes, and he was shocked, and a strong ferocious intent emanated from his body, and the dense wounds on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I saw him take one step, and his speed instantly turned into a phantom, and he instantly rushed out of the sword net and punched towards the Wild Lion Venerable.

"Impossible!"

Venerable Madly Lion's face changed greatly, and at the same time as his body retreated, the smile on his face instantly froze, the Yuan Power in Jiang Xiaohe's body had obviously been exhausted, what kind of power was this now?

"Physical cultivation?"

Compared to the surprise of the Mad Lion Venerable, although the Ghost Five Divine Sword was expressionless, it recognized Jiang Xiaohe's current situation in an instant.

Feng Quen.

This was the first time Jiang Xiaohe was forced to use the alchemy technique of Feng Quenching.

"Crazy Lion, this transaction has to increase the price, you didn't say that the other party still has the art of body refining!"

The five ghost swords all stopped their movements, and the black-clothed man led by them spoke coldly.

"Bastard!"

Venerable Lion scolded angrily, and at the same time, he took out a storage bag from the spatial ring and threw it to the Ghost Five Divine Sword.

However, in this short moment, Jiang Xiaohe had already come to his side and punched him in the face.

With a "bang", the body of the Wild Lion Venerable exploded backwards, and a face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were blue and black all the time.

However, Jiang Xiaohe followed like a shadow, like a maggot attached to a bone, punching one circle after another, and the muffled sound of "bang bang bang" resounded non-stop next to the Broken Soul Cliff.

The Ghost Five Divine Sword stood not far away, looking at this scene not far away, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The Wild Lion Venerable is also a first-level warrior realm, and now he is being beaten by a seventh-level martial artist like this, this is ......

However, this one named Jiang Xiaohe is really tough!

"Ghost Five Divine Sword, you have collected the Yuan Stone, and you still don't do it?"

The Wild Lion Venerable shouted at the top of his voice, and was caught by Jiang Xiaohe again, and hit his face with a raindrop of fists.

After a while, the Mad Lion Venerable was already swollen all over his body, and his body was covered in blood, and his eyes were already covered in blood.

The Ghost Five Divine Sword swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and then reorganized the sword formation and blasted towards Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe lifted the muddy Mad Lion Venerable and threw it aside, and with a loud "bang", the body of the Mad Lion Venerable fell to the ground softly, unconscious.

The long sword in the hand of the Ghost Five Divine Sword had already turned into a dense blood light and shrouded Jiang Xiaohe.

"Am I stupid?"

Jiang Xiaohe chuckled, his steps moved slightly, and he instantly left the place and went straight to the person opposite.

Repeating the old trick, how could he wait stupidly in place and wait to be enveloped by the sword array?

"Be careful, boss!" The other four people hurried towards Jiang Xiaohe, but they were already one step too late.

Jiang Xiaohe's fist had already slammed into the old man's chest, the old man's whole body trembled, and a transparent yuan force light curtain spread out on itself, and Jiang Xiaohe, who was shocked, couldn't help but take a step back.

Jiang Xiaohe took a step forward, and there was a tremor of "buzz" on the ground, and he appeared next to Lao Mi again, his fists clenched, and there was a crisp sound of "click", which directly hit Lao Mi.

There was another "click" sound, and the protective shield on the old man's body was instantly broken, and a large lump was concave on his chest, and the blood spit out from his mouth was already mixed with fragments of internal organs.

At the same time, the other four were not idle, and four blood-red sword qi had already pierced Jiang Xiaohe's back.

Jiang Xiaohe staggered, a black glow flashed on his skin, and a blue-black mark appeared on his back.

Feng Quen, it is so strong!

The four warrior realm fourth-level struck with all their might, but only left a mark on him.

He turned around and looked at the four people in front of him, each of them was a fourth-level samurai cultivator, and they looked at him with a strong killing intent in their eyes.

"Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, I'm just protecting myself, why do you look at me like this?"

Jiang Xiaohe asked with a sneer.

"If you hurt my brother, you deserve to die!"

It was the boss who spoke, and as soon as the words fell, the blood sword in his hand had already turned into a red ray and rushed towards Jiang Xiaohe, and at the same time, the three people behind him moved in no particular order.

The four red rays were intertwined like a dense one, and the cold sword intent rushed to his face, Jiang Xiaohe's figure was like electricity, but he still couldn't dodge this dense sword shadow.

"Hiss, hiss"

The endless sword qi slashed across Jiang Xiaohe's body, and black rays kept wandering under his skin, and where the sword qi passed, black marks appeared intermittently.

However, what shocked the four of them was that the dense sword intent did not stop Jiang Xiaohe's pace, and his figure did not pause at all, and rushed directly into the four of them, smashing his fists and hitting anyone he saw.

Most of the monks in the Qianyuan Continent are cultivating magic powers, and they rely on protective shields and magic weapons to protect themselves.

A monk like Jiang Xiaohe, who cultivates both magic and body refining, is simply a rare existence.

The Ghost Five Divine Sword obviously did not belong to this ranks, under Jiang Xiaohe's ferocious fists and feet, the four of them were embarrassed after a while, with fist footprints all over their bodies and faces, and even a few punches on their faces, which became swollen.

The Silver Arrow Venerable not far away looked at this scene, and couldn't help but smack his tongue, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart: Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't kill this Jiang Xiaohe.

With such a strong close-quarters technique, even if it is himself, once he is entangled, it will take a lot of effort to get out.

It's just that at this time, his attention turned to the unconscious Wild Lion Venerable not far away, Jiang Xiaohe just said that there was something wrong with his bloodline, and this was the best time to verify it.

The figure flickered, and appeared directly beside the Madly Lion Venerable, pinching his wrist with his right hand, and a cold cold air rushed into the Madness Venerable, and the Madly Lion Venerable was full of excitement, and quickly came to his senses.

However, this short moment was enough for the Silver Arrow Venerable, and the power that was dormant in the blood of the Wild Lion Venerable had already been discovered by him.

"Abnormal bloodline, this Crazy Shun Venerable turned out to be an abnormal bloodline!"

The Silver Arrow Venerable's face changed, ignoring the Crazy Lion Venerable's surprised gaze with a strong killing intent, and slashed at his chest with a palm, and the Wild Lion Venerable, who had just come to his senses, rolled his eyes and fainted again.

The Silver Arrow Venerable got up, took the longbow and arrows, and with a "whoosh" sound, the silver light flickered, and appeared directly beside Jiang Xiaohe, Jiang Xiaohe was startled, his figure flashed out of the middle of the four, turned his head to look at the Silver Arrow Venerable, and asked with a gloomy face:

"What do you mean?"

"I've just seen that there is something wrong with the bloodline of this Wild Lion Venerable. ”

The Silver Arrow Venerable did not answer Jiang Xiaohe, but looked at the Ghost Five Divine Sword: "Do you still accept this business?"

The ghost boss in the Ghost Five Divine Sword frowned, strode beside the Wild Lion Venerable, pinched his wrist vigorously and looked at it slightly, and his face suddenly became gloomy and dripping:

"He's from Yang Shusen!"

"What about the Yang family, who doesn't have a few unscrupulous children. ”

The Silver Arrow Venerable said disapprovingly: "Besides, I don't know the details of Yang Yuanpu, do you know it?"

"Since that's the case, then this business will not be done, and it just happened to kill this Wild Lion Venerable!"

As the ghost boss spoke, the blood sword in his hand had already stabbed at the unconscious Mad Lion Venerable, and the unconscious Mad Lion Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, and the two black round beads in his hand suddenly threw at the Silver Arrow Venerable, and he himself had already rushed out like an arrow.

"Boom" There was a loud bang, and the two round balls made a violent explosion sound, and the Silver Arrow Venerable and the Ghost Boss were in the middle of the explosion, and they directly spit blood and flew out, and when they landed, they already had more air in and less air out.

"Big Brother ......"

"Senior ......"

The faces of the four ghost elders changed greatly, and they rushed over with screams, while Jiang Xiaohe ran to the Silver Arrow Venerable to help him up as soon as possible.

The Ghost Boss and the Silver Arrow Venerable both had their bodies blown up, a huge hole in their abdomen, colorful intestines flowed out, their limbs were dripping with flesh and blood, and their bones were white, and they were about to die.

For the first time, Jiang Xiaohe took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage room on the second floor of the Diwei Tower.

This is the cultivation resources that his parents have prepared for him, Jiang Xiaohe has never wanted to use them, deep in his heart, he feels that these things are like his parents, with them, he can make himself believe that his parents love him.