Everyone was shocked, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the Blood Demon Sword.

They knew that the Blood Demon Sword should be the strongest divine weapon here, but they didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

A strong man at the level of a fighter can be easily killed.

The power of the Blood Demon Sword alone alone, I'm afraid it is not weaker than Jin Dan.

The eyes of everyone looking at the Blood Demon Sword were full of fear and a little fanatical.

If they can get the Blood Demon Sword, their strength can definitely leap forward.

Of course, no one was sure that they would be able to subdue the Blood Demon Sword.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Blood Demon Sword, good thing, follow me into the Sword Sect, become a weapon, and fight with me." A middle-aged man appeared, dressed in a cyan robe.

He was carrying a long sword, exuding a fierce sword intent all over his body.

"Sword Sect Elder Jian Wuji."

Someone exclaimed in surprise and revealed the identity of the person who came.

Jian Wuji is a powerhouse that surpasses Taidou, as early as fifty years ago, he was already a golden pill.

Now that fifty years have passed, what is his strength? No one dares to say that they are clear.

Jian Wuji was very proud, he ignored everyone and grabbed the Blood Demon Sword one by one.

Although he didn't attach much importance to it, he was fully prepared, once the Blood Demon Sword broke out, he couldn't take it in, and he would retreat as soon as possible.

At this moment, the blood light on the Blood Demon Sword skyrocketed, and a blood-colored sword light appeared, illuminating the surrounding space, and then condensed a sword qi of more than ten zhang and slashed towards Jian Wuji.

Jian Wuji's expression changed slightly, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and when it merged with him, it also shot out a huge sword qi.

Rumble.

With a loud bang, Jian Wuji flew out upside down, his green shirt was a little tattered, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This made everyone shocked and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

A Jindan-level powerhouse was actually injured by the Blood Demon Sword, how powerful is this Blood Demon Sword?

If it can be recognized by the Blood Demon Sword, wouldn't it mean that it can sweep the world.

Jian Wuji's face sank, and he said coldly: "No matter how strong you are, it's just a sword, if no one uses it, your magic sword has no meaning, follow me, fight with me." ”

As a result, the Blood Demon Sword slashed through with another sword.

Jian Wuji dodged and didn't touch it hard.

Just now, he was injured after a hard encounter with the Blood Demon Sword.

Therefore, he already had some experience of the power of the Blood Demon Sword.

Jian Wuji knew very well that he was not an opponent of the Blood Demon Sword.

If he really fights, he will be miserable.

"Haha, Jian Wuji, you better forget it, the Blood Demon Sword doesn't look down on you and doesn't put you in his eyes." A coquettish laugh rang out, and then a woman in a long red dress appeared.

She looks charming, her posture is enchanting, and her skirt covers important parts, but there are still some places that are exposed, and at a glance, they loom and evoke infinite reverie.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, but no one knew how old she was.

Her eyes are fascinating, and many people don't dare to take a second look at it, for fear that they will be attracted by her eyes.

"Heavenly Demon Sect Hu Xue, you still dare to appear, aren't you afraid that the righteous people in the world will hunt you down?" Jian Wuji said coldly, with a hostile expression.

"It's the woman." Jiang Ning was a little surprised.

Decades ago, an extremely crazy demon woman appeared in Kyushu, and within a month, she killed nine families in a row, and thousands of people died at her hands.

Later, righteous people chased and killed her, but she still escaped.

Who would have thought that Hu Xue would dare to appear.

This is not to put the world's righteous and strong people in the eyes.

Hu Xuejiao said with a smile: "The treasure of the Demon Dao has appeared, so people naturally want to come over and take a look, and bring the Blood Demon Sword back by the way, otherwise, will I leave the Blood Demon Sword to you hypocrites of the righteous path." ”

"Hehe, with your sassy appearance, the Blood Demon Sword can't let you take it back." Jian Wuji sneered, his expression disdainful.

Even he, a true kendo powerhouse, the Blood Demon Sword didn't take him seriously, let alone a person from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Hu Xuejiao is not good at swordsmanship, but charming.

Hu Xuejiao smiled confidently and approached the Blood Demon Sword.

As a result, she was not far from the Blood Demon Sword, and the Blood Demon Sword released a sword qi that forced her back.

At this time, the Blood Demon Sword vibrated as if it was speaking.

The meaning of the Blood Demon Sword's vibration was directly analyzed in everyone's hearts.

"Don't suffer Lao Tzu."

Hu Xue was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.

"Stinky Sword, what are you proud of, I think people are rare about you, I wish you were obtained by those righteous hypocrites, and then use you to do some dirty things, and then your Blood Demon Sword will become notorious."

Although Hu Xue was rejected, she was not polite at all.

Divine soldiers have spirituality, and the Blood Demon Sword naturally has it.

It actively rejects some people, apparently choosing its owner.

It's just that he is a strong Jindan and can't even look down on the Blood Demon Sword, is it really necessary to have a stronger level of existence, and the Blood Demon Sword is willing to become the opponent's weapon.

In that case, the requirements of the Blood Demon Sword would be too high.

The Blood Demon Sword shook, and everyone understood its meaning again.

"The garbage of the righteous path, as far as their color is damaged, Lao Tzu is disgusted by Lao Tzu as a sword slave."

Hu Xue was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

She didn't expect that the Blood Demon Sword would be so humane, despising the powerhouses of the righteous path to the core.

The faces of the righteous warriors were dark, and this Blood Demon Sword actually looked down on them so much.

"Amitabha, this demon sword is evil, why don't you hand it over to my Dalin Temple and purify it with Buddhism." A middle-aged monk appeared, bowing his head and chanting the Buddha's name.

The most surprising thing is that this middle-aged monk is not only very handsome, but also has a bewitching woman on the left and right, snuggled in his arms.

Seeing the appearance of the monk, Hu Xuejiao smiled and said: "I really thought it was a senior monk from Dalin Temple, but I didn't expect it to be you, a traitor from Dalin Temple, a wine-colored monk, why don't you and I join forces, kill the righteous people here first, and then study the ownership of the Blood Demon Sword?" ”

The wine-colored monk thought about it very seriously, and then said, "Good." ”

He asked the two women to leave and stood aside.

However, no one dared to attack the two women.

Although they were embraced by the wine-colored monks, they were not ordinary vases, but his two disciples, both of whom were strong men at the peak of their careers, and they had already become famous twenty years ago.

They may seem harmless, but they are indeed two extremely terrifying masters.

Jian Wuji's expression changed slightly, with his strength, even when he was not injured, he couldn't stop the two from joining forces, not to mention that he was already injured now.

If there is a fight, he may have to confess here today.

Thinking of this, Jian Wuji's expression changed, and he was already ready to retreat.