Chapter Thirty-Nine: Feeding the Sword with Blood, Turning the Sword into a Demon
For a moment, Li Qinglian felt as if her heartbeat had stopped. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's a very uncomfortable feeling.
This is a feeling that life is not under one's control, and when facing death, there is no power to resist.
"Retreat!"
Although her heart was full of powerlessness, Li Qinglian would never give up any possibility of survival.
As the black shadow swam, the two figures moved almost simultaneously.
Nine turns of stepping on the sky and stepping on the snow without a trace, two top-level footwork skills, were performed by Li Qinglian and Xin'er at the same time.
"Huh!"
A black palm, with a trace of black aura, directly passed through Li Qinglian's body.
But then the figure gradually shattered.
"Afterimage?"
The black figure solidified again, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc, "It's a little interesting." ”
However, the young man in black did not immediately attack the two of them again, but turned his head to look at another battlefield.
It was the only battlefield now, and it was the main purpose of their trip.
Because the Earth Fire Spirit Rhino has been killed by Ye Hongchen, although the strength of the Earth Fire Spirit Rhino is also very strong, but Ye Hongchen's strength is even stronger.
However, in order to kill the Earth Fire Spirit Rhino, Ye Hongchen also paid an extremely heavy price, and there was blood flowing out of his body.
And there are still burning marks in many places on his body, which is obviously also the credit of the earth fire spirit.
It was, so to speak, a pyrrhic victory.
Compared with Qiu Wantian, although he is a Tianjiao figure of the Qinglian Sword Sect, after all, he is a big realm away from Qiu Wantian, if it is the actual combat power of the wheel, it may not be much weaker than Qiu Wantian, but Qiu Wantian still has many poisonous methods, which makes people unable to guard against it.
Therefore, he has been suppressed by the Five Poison Array.
Zhao Zhen watched the junior disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect die in front of him one by one, but he was powerless, which made him very painful.
At this time, Zhao Zhen's eyes were blood-red, and his whole body was full of murderous intent, but he had no way to take the poison in front of him.
These five poisons are not only huge in size, but also extremely powerful in defense, and every time they kill a poison, it will cost Zhao Zhen a lot of Xuan Qi.
Moreover, each poison spewed out different venom and poisonous gas, and the five poisons were mixed together, and the land was corroded black, and the towering ancient trees were directly corroded after being contaminated with venom.
However, the sword in Zhao Zhen's hand was a bit extraordinary, even if it was contaminated with a lot of venom, there was no trace of corrosion except that the color was a little blackened.
"Zhao Zhen, die!"
The sound of the flute suddenly became high-pitched, and the five poisons also launched a desperate attack.
Pieces of centipedes, scorpions, and red-line snakes kept dying, but there were groups of people rushing towards Zhao Zhen.
This is a group of poisons who are unconscious, only obey Qiu Wantian's orders, and have no idea what death is.
And between the five poisons, with the different sounds of the flute, there are different cooperations.
Under this kind of attack, Zhao Zhen can only defend passively, and if he doesn't take measures, it is only a matter of time before he loses.
"Elder Qiu, fight quickly to avoid complications. ”
The black-clothed young man spoke coldly, and then looked at Li Qinglian and the two of them again, who were surrounded by many disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley.
"Let's deal with you two ants first. ”
At this moment, Li Qinglian and Xin'er clearly felt that the momentum of the black-clothed young man had undergone a significant change, and a peerless edge was revealed.
He was surrounded by black poison, like a ghost.
This time, he walked towards the two step by step.
It seems to be leisurely, but the two feel that every step of the other party is like stepping on their hearts.
The two tried to dodge, but found a breath of qi hovering them, and they were locked by the other party.
"Nine turns to step on the sky, the sword intent of wood!"
"Drifting snow swordsmanship, ten miles of ice, a hundred miles of snow drifting!"
Both of them were low in their hearts and used their strongest attacks.
A cyan sword ray, a blue sword ray, with endless falling snowflakes, attacked towards the black-clothed young man.
"I can't help myself!"
The black-clothed young man snorted coldly, and his two palms slapped out lightly, with an endless black mist.
easily resisted the sword rays of the two.
Moreover, the palm shadow formed by the two black mist still had the strength to shoot towards the two of them.
The two of them once again performed their footwork tricks, dodging in embarrassment.
"Do you think there's a chance?"
However, just when the two of them were standing firmly, a ghostly voice sounded in Li Qinglian's ears.
A black palm grew in his eyes.
At this moment, Li Qinglian once again felt the call of death.
Now he is locked to death by the other party, and even if he steps into the sky, he has no chance to perform.
"With my blood, feed my sword, and become a demon with a reverse sword!"
However, at the same moment, a deep voice sounded like a magic spell.
The terrifying coercion then permeated out, and the center of the coercion was Zhao Zhen.
At this time, the long sword in his hand was completely black, like ink.
At this moment, everyone stopped moving, even the young man in black.
The scene in front of him was really a little weird, because the earth fire spirit rhino who had died before, the essence blood of his whole body seemed to be being pulled, and it was converging towards the long sword in Zhao Zhen's hand.
Subsequently, these essence blood were directly absorbed by the long sword.
But the long sword didn't seem to be satisfied, and let out a strange moan.
"Quick, stop him, this sword he came out of the Burial Zone, it's a great thing. ”
Ye Hongchen was the first to speak, and then the three afterimages all rushed towards Zhao Zhen.
"It's late!"
Zhao Zhen sneered, a blood-red color flashed in his eyes, and then an even more crazy scene appeared.
The sword in his hand detached from his hand as if it were spiritual, and then the hilt was facing outward, the tip of the sword facing him, and finally plunged into his heart.
A trace of red blood flowed through the sword like a small stream, and finally disappeared.
However, Zhao Zhen did not fall, but his face was unusually pale.
A moment later, the sword was once again held in Zhao Zheng's hand as if he had drunk blood.
A monstrous demonic power emanated, and Qiu Wantian, the black-clothed young man and Ye Hongchen, couldn't get close to him at all.
"You two, go!"
Before losing the last shred of reason, Zhao Zhen yelled at Li Qinglian and the two.
The two glanced at each other, and they both performed their occult footwork and fled directly from here.
And the moment they left, the magic sword in Zhao Zhen's hand slashed down, Qiu Wantian screamed miserably, and even the piece of poison in front of him turned into blood foam.
Li Qinglian and Xin'er could only hear the screams coming from behind, and they didn't know how far they ran before the sound gradually disappeared.
"Two little dolls, their strength is not very good, but their courage is good. ”
However, just when the two of them wanted to take a breath, a disdainful voice sounded in their ears. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )