At the entrance of the valley, there was a sword cultivation team composed of nearly 100 people, approaching the valley mightily.

When the person who came was less than a kilometer away from the entrance of the valley, Shangguan Weifeng, who was sitting on a boulder and fiddling with the golden man of the Demon Spirit Array, suddenly changed his complexion.

Seeing the blood-colored mist swirling around the bodies of this group of sword cultivators, Shangguan Weifeng's pupils shrank suddenly. With his knowledge, he could judge at a glance that these sword cultivators, whose strength was all above and below the eighth-level Sword Emperor, were disciples of the Blood Sword Sect.

"Stop!" When the visitor was less than three hundred meters away from the entrance of the canyon, Shangguan Weifeng let out a wild shout.

With a sword in one hand, he walked awe-inspiring across the road at the entrance of the canyon, looked at this group of Blood Sword Sect disciples with cold eyes, and shouted loudly: "Before the day when the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers opens its doors to welcome guests, you people should all go back." ”

"Go back?" In the crowd, a young man in his twenties, with a sharp beak and cheeks, jumped out of the crowd with an annoying look.

Squinting his eyes, he looked coldly at Shangguan Weifeng, who was quite a bit of a one-man man, and said with a sneer: "Which onion and which garlic are you, dare to order Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu solemnly warns you, don't provoke us. If you really me off, I'll let you know how powerful Uncle Liu is. ”

"Hum" The soft sword in Shangguan Weifeng's hand let out a soft groan. Steeply, Shangguan Weifeng's body disappeared out of thin air, and he came to the man in an instant.

There was a soft "poof", and the void in front of the man shattered into pieces. Before the man could react to what was happening, a sharp soft sword pierced through his front heart and stabbed out in the back of his heart.

"Uncle Liu, I think you're a dead uncle!" Shangguan Weifeng said coldly. Drawing his sword, his figure flickered, and he returned to where he had stood before.

"Bang" The man fell to the ground. Until he died, he couldn't see clearly how Shangguan Weifeng approached him and stabbed his long sword into his chest.

Not only did the man surnamed Liu fail to see Shangguan Weifeng's movements clearly, but none of the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect could see Shangguan Weifeng's actions clearly.

Seeing the leader fall, the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect had a brief commotion. When everyone was at a loss, not knowing how to deal with the situation in front of them, there was a sound of breaking the air behind them.

A blood-red cloud came to their heads at lightning speed. As soon as Yunxia stopped, the figures of the old man of the blood sword and Lei Yang who were covered in blood mist were revealed.

Looking at Shangguan Weifeng with cold eyes, the old man of the blood sword said in a dark voice: "Shangguan Alliance Master." Is it interesting to slaughter a low-level disciple of the Blood Sword Sect as you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you!"

A powerful momentum like a stormy wave burst out from the blood sword old man's body. As soon as the powerful aura appeared, Lei Yang was pushed to the side, and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect on the ground were also pushed by the violent momentum.

"If you say you'll hit me, then how faceless do I have?" Just as the old man of the Blood Sword was full of momentum, Shangguan Weifeng suddenly turned his face.

Shangguan Weifeng's attitude made the old man of the blood sword angry. Looking at Shangguan Weifeng with resentment, the old man of the blood sword said in a dark voice: "Shangguan Weifeng, you are not from Wanhua Valley, it is best not to get involved in this troubled water." If you leave now, our Blood Sword Sect and Wei Feng Alliance will still not interfere with the river water. ”

Shangguan Weifeng didn't look at the old man of the Blood Sword, but stared at Lei Yang beside the old man of the Blood Sword.

"Blood Sword, since you are here with Lei Yang openly, do you not know my relationship with Ye Feng? You said so much, and you want to fight me again, don't you just want to attract my attention and let your ambush soldiers take the opportunity to enter the canyon. You think that you are calculating everything, but do you not know that your three-year-old childlike tricks have long been seen clearly. ”

Shangguan Weifeng raised a finger and said, "I'll only send you one sentence now." Don't do anything to your own strength, get out!"

Speaking of rolling words, Shangguan Weifeng mixed a lot of vitality in the sound waves. The strong vitality spread out, and immediately a whistling whirlwind blew between the flat ground, sending the bodies of those Blood Sword Gate Sword Emperor level powerhouses to the rear continuously.

In an instant, all the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were forced to retreat hundreds of meters, and even Lei Yang, who was standing beside the old man of the Blood Sword, was oppressed by the aura on Shangguan Weifeng's body, and he also retreated several feet one after another.

Facing the momentum emanating from Shangguan Weifeng's body, the old man of the blood sword rose with a wave of anger.

Suddenly, the palm of the old man with the blood sword was slapped in the void, and a handprint with a diameter of hundreds of meters quickly gathered under the palm.

The huge palm roared and roared, and with the sound of a sharp wind, it smashed down on the top of Shangguan Weifeng's head.

In the place where the palm of his hand was less than ten meters away from the top of Shangguan Weifeng's head, Shangguan Weifeng's figure flashed, and his body suddenly appeared in front of his palm.

The long sword in his hand flashed more than a dozen cold rays in the void one after another, and as the light faded, countless fine cracks appeared in the center of the palm hundreds of meters long.

"Bang", there was a muffled sound, and the palm of the vitality exploded. Shangguan Weifeng's figure was like a soaring Dapeng bird, rushing towards the old man of the blood sword at an extremely fast speed.

The sword light flashed in the void, and the sword qi surged. In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Weifeng's fast sword stabbed out three hundred and sixty-five swords. The sky was full of dense overlapping sword shadows, these sword shadows were like silkworm cocoons, enveloping the body of the old man with the blood sword, sealing all the retreats in front of him and behind him.

"Break!" The blood mist on the old man of the blood sword exploded, and a mist filled with a thick bloody aura turned into thousands of hideous and terrifying demons, crashing into the sword shadow in the sky.

"Bang bang bang ......" Countless dull explosions sounded one after another. The sword shadow and blood mist in the sky dissipated together.

Shangguan Weifeng's body jumped backwards for a hundred meters one after another, and then stopped in the void. Shangguan Weifeng was forced to retreat, and the old man of the blood sword did not seem so relaxed.

A slight wind sounded blowing, and the long hair on the side of the old man's cheek suddenly broke automatically, flying to the ground. Not only was the long hair cut off by Shangguan Weifeng's sword qi, but on the cheeks of the old man with the blood sword, the miserable white skin suddenly cracked a two-inch-long opening.

Traces of blood flowed down the wound and dripped onto the ground with a slight sound. Realizing that under the blow, his cheek was stabbed by Shangguan Weifeng, and the old man with the blood sword became particularly ugly.

"Shangguan Weifeng!" said the old man of the Blood Sword through gritted teeth. Suddenly, he waved his sleeves, and a long sword that was more than thirty meters long and two feet wide, and its whole body was red as if it was about to drip blood, quietly appeared in the void.

"Sword of the Blood River?" Shangguan Weifeng's muscles twitched slightly at the corners of his eyes. This Sword of the Blood River is not a real sword, but a condensation of the secret technique of the Blood Sword Gate.

As far as Shangguan Weifeng knew, if he wanted to condense the Sword of the Blood River, he had to collect the blood of three hundred virgins, three hundred boys and three hundred pregnant women. In the past, the Blood Sword Sect only had this kind of secret method made public to the world, but no one had ever been willing to risk the condemnation of the world to refine this kind of weapon.

Now that he saw that the old man of the Blood Sword had even used the Sword of the Blood River, Shangguan Weifeng couldn't help but feel endless killing intent in his heart.

The Blood Sword Sect, which cultivates the secret art of the Blood Sword, should not exist in this world in the first place. In the past, the Blood Sword Sect did a lot of evil, but it has not yet reached the point of anger between people and gods. But now the old man of the Blood Sword has even sacrificed the Sword of the Blood River, which makes Shangguan Weifeng move his murderous intent.

The blood sword trembled violently in the sky, and layers of blood-colored mist evaporated from its surface. In the mist, those unjust souls who died tragically seemed to be activated, and let out bursts of crying and grabbing the earth.

On the ground, the blood sword turned into a misty red shadow and collided with Shangguan Weifeng.

With a bang, the blood sword hit Shangguan Weifeng's body, directly smashing his body, and the sand and soil on the hillside on his side were also scattered, and the stone stone flew sideways.

Shangguan Weifeng's body was completely shattered by the Sword of the Blood River. Finding that Shangguan Weifeng's body was completely embedded in the cliff, the old man with the blood sword couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The strength of the above official Weifeng should not be killed so easily, is it difficult, is it difficult......

Suddenly, a hint of foreboding rose in the old man of the Blood Sword, and his body quickly moved to the right.

"Snort" A subtle sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the place where the old man of the blood sword had just stood. The voice fell, and the space vibrated violently, revealing the ghostly figure of Shangguan Weifeng.

The figure that was obviously hit by the blood sword was actually an afterimage left by Shangguan Weifeng's high-speed movement. The elusive sword still failed to hurt the old man of the blood sword, Shangguan Weifeng was not impatient, his figure flashed again, and disappeared from the old man of the blood sword.

The blood sword old man was in front of and behind him, on the left and on the right, and the space was shaking violently. Fiercely, hundreds of sword qi burst out from the space, all of which attacked the Blood Sword Old Man straight.

"Jingle bell", the body of the old man with the blood sword was stabbed by these sword lights, and there was a sound like the symphony of gold and iron. When the sword light fell, Shangguan Weifeng suddenly found that the soft sword in his hand was not the old man of the blood sword at all, but a large piece of blood-red metal.

"Hmph! It's not just you, Shangguan Weifeng's speed is dizzying. Above the Sword of the Blood River, the Old Man of the Blood Sword said gloomily.

No longer looking at Shangguan Weifeng, he waved his hand violently and shouted at the Blood Sword Sect disciples below: "Everyone obeys the order and attacks Wanhua Valley with all their might." ”

Hundreds of Blood Sword Sect disciples brandished their long swords and rushed towards the pink barrier at the mouth of the valley. Realizing that those people were actually going to work together to destroy the barrier, Shangguan Weifeng's face changed, and he flew down.

"What, do you want to stop them, if you want to leave, you have to ask me if I agree!" The old man of the Blood Sword laughed fiercely, and with a wave of his fingers, the Sword of the Blood River carried him and stopped in front of Shangguan Weifeng again.

The two Sword Sect powerhouses are back and forth again, fighting frantically together. Perhaps because Shangguan Weifeng wanted to protect the barrier, he failed to gain the upper hand in this battle.

After the two of them faced hundreds of swords in the void one after another, they all showed a state of shortness of breath for each other.

The old man of the blood sword quietly glanced at the barrier that had already cracked under the bombardment of many subordinates, and said viciously: "Shangguan Weifeng, even if you want to protect the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, what can you do? With me, you can't protect the valley at all, you can only watch my people kill into the valley." ”

"Hehe......" Shangguan Weifeng let out bursts of laughter with unknown meaning. Seeing that at this moment, the old man of the Blood Sword still didn't know that he had been tricked, and he smiled more and more happily.

"Old Man Bloody Sword, it's too early for you to say such things at this moment. You lower your head and see what's behind your group of disciples?" Shangguan Weifeng said, pointing to the ground.

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