Everyone held their breath, and the fork in the road that the crowd naturally separated had a tendency to faintly expand after the arrival of the blood spirit of the young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain?

Wang Tian squeezed into the crowd, letting himself follow the crowd, a pair of black eyes staring at the bloody clothes, and the battle intent in his eyes surged!

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The dignified young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain descended the mountain, and naturally it was impossible for him to have only one blood spirit.

There is a strong man in red shirt on the left and right behind the blood spirit, the height exuded by the body is two meters away, like a half-cut iron tower, the tiger's back is a bear's waist, the eyes are sharp, and the coercion exuded by his body is like a mountain, both of them have indifferent faces, a pair of cold eyes sweep everywhere, and the eyes are extremely fierce.

After seeing the two indifferent strong men, Wang Tian almost subconsciously lowered his head, wanting to drown himself in the crowd, and his heart was already horrified.

Wang Tian, who was born with cultivation, could not detect and know the cultivation of the two strong men at all, in Wang Tian's opinion, the two of them were like two insurmountable mountains and unfathomable seas, which made people suddenly surrender.

And it seemed that Wang Tian's movements were too agile, and the almost substantive cold eyes of the two strong men fell to the position where Wang Tian bowed his head.

It's just that the black pressure around is full of human heads, and the breath is only fleeting, and the two strong men look at each other, and at the same time take a step forward, sandwiching the blood in the middle.

The blood spirit looked at him, these two guards were his father, and the blood spirit mountain lord blood heaven personally selected for them, not to mention the strong strength, especially the tacit cooperation between the two, and the blood spirit was rescued from danger several times.

There was already an inexplicable connection between the three of them, so when he saw the two of them sandwiched between them left and right, Wang Tian obviously noticed that his majestic aura had stagnated for a moment, and then, a killing intent emerged!

"Blood Spirit Mountain Blood Spirit, I want to challenge you!"

At this moment, a gorgeously dressed young man with a fierce breath walked out of the crowd.

This person has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a long sword behind him, and there is a strong arrogance between his eyebrows, which even Wang Tian in the distance can detect.

Everyone was in an uproar, but immediately, they reacted.

However, Wang Tian keenly felt that the original lock on his area was suddenly lifted.

"Luckily!"

Wang Tian couldn't help but let out a long breath in his heart, and then slowly straightened up, and then turned his gaze to the young man in Chinese clothes who had inadvertently saved him.

Bloody clothes, the first master of the younger generation of Qingli County, the object that countless young geniuses of Qingli County want to challenge, but since the blood spirit successfully broke through the innate three years ago and became a real Ning Dan Realm martial cultivator, the whole person seemed to evaporate in the Blood Spirit Mountain, which also made countless young talents who came to challenge him shy away.

And such a disappearance is three years long in one turn!

This is a lot of young talents who want to make a name for themselves by defeating the blood spirit, which is why after learning the news that the blood spirit is going down the mountain, countless young people quickly came.

After a faint glance at the young man in Chinese clothes holding a sword, the whole person's body barely paused, and at the same time, his slightly arched body was also slowly stretched as he walked, obviously, the crisis had passed.

"Leave, you're no match for me!"

The blood spirit's voice was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and at this time, he was less than a few steps away from Qingyun Xuan.

"Don't you dare?"

The young man in Chinese clothes looked at the blood shadow in front of him rather mockingly, and his tone was sharp and piercing.

"Gaga, boy, my young master doesn't make a move, that's because you are not worthy, my young master makes a move, the opponent will die, it is not easy to remember your cultivation, my young master is a pity"

The blood spirit didn't speak at all, but the strong man on his right side of the tower explained with a big grin.

Although it is said to be an explanation, the strong man's condescending and indifferent attitude can make everyone around him feel the indifference and disdain in his tone!

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, let's shoot!"

The young man in Chinese clothes turned blue and white for a while, and then he patted the scabbard behind his back with his right hand.

Bite!

The voice was crisp, and a long sword flew out of the scabbard, a cold light flashed, and then, it fell into the hands of this young man in gorgeous clothes.

Airplanes!

The sword body trembled slightly, making a sword roar, and at the same time, a fierce sword aura instantly swept everywhere.

The surrounding crowd took a few steps back in confusion, already showing a look of shock and panic.

Brush, brush, brush.

The tip of the sword of the young man in Chinese clothes trembled slightly, and several silver-white sword rays flowed out, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

"This is sword intent?"

Just when Wang Tian was still immersed in the changes in the surrounding environment, Mu Lao's voice was rarely heard.

"Mu Lao, what is the sword intent?"

Wang Tian's body was shrouded in vitality, and while resisting the vertical and horizontal sword qi of the young man in gorgeous clothes, he couldn't help but ask.

"Hmph, boy, this son is young, he can comprehend the way of sword intent, the future is limitless, if you have time, you must make friends!"

Mu Lao diverted the topic and couldn't help but say.

"Future?"

Wang Tian's eyes drooped slightly, as if he had grasped the language disease in Mu Lao's words, "What does Mu Lao mean that he will lose this battle?" ”

"Hmph, this kid in Xuelingshan has a good strength, a few points stronger than his talent back then, it seems that this kid in Xuetian has been cultivated by blood, hehe, I think back then, when this kid of Xuetian was worshipped, but ......"

Mu Lao suddenly stopped talking.

"But what is it, Mu Lao"

Wang Tian vigorously rolled his eyes to show his protest, obviously despising Mu Lao's behavior.

"Hehe, Wang Tian boy, take a good look, this will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

Mu Lao Shen babbled and read, and then, there was no trace, no matter how Wang Tian called, he didn't answer.

"You're not my opponent!"

The blood spirit did not even turn his head until this moment, and his hands were behind his back, leaving only a blood-colored back of the young man in Chinese clothes.

"Bloody, rampant!"

The handsome face of the young man in Chinese clothes was angry, and the long sword in his hand was fluttering, and a silver crane flew out, and the silver crane was ice silver all over his body, and at this moment, the scene in front of Wang Tian's eyes changed suddenly!

The surroundings were silvery white, the sword was hanging high in the sky, and the tip of the sword exuded a faint cold light, which made people shudder to watch.

"Edgeworth, trick!"

The voice of the young man in Chinese clothes resounded, and the vision changed again, countless silver-white long swords flew, the tips of the swords were crooked, and they flew towards the blood spirit in unison, and there was a kind of tendency to pierce the blood spirit ten thousand swords through the heart?

"This is sword intent?"

Feeling the fierce sword aura, Wang Tian's face was calm, but there was indescribable curiosity and excitement in his eyes!