Chapter Forty-Six, Blood Blade! Descend the Dragon!

As soon as these words came out, Guo Jing and others changed color.

Because......

Xiao Jian's eyes also turned blood-red as these words landed, bursting out with a cold killing intent, making everyone feel an inexplicable chill.

This is a sign of enchantment!

Demon......

Ruthless, desireless, closed eyes and ears, only endless killing!

"Senior Brother Xiao, calm down......"

Guo Jing stood in front of the Quanzhen Sect, for fear that Xiao Jian would be angry and kill.

And Qiu Chuji, Sun Buer and others were shocked and angry, and everyone was full of gold.

"Fanatic!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

……

"Girl, isn't this kid too impulsive, the other party is overwhelming, should we help?"

At the entrance of the ancient tomb, Granny Sun stood behind the little dragon girl and witnessed this scene, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Look at ...... again" Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, and she was also a little worried in her heart. But what worries her is that the man's breath doesn't seem right......

Looking at the blood faintly emanating from Xiao Jian's body, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Lonely people.

Icy sword.

Bloodthirsty breath......

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"Are you only going to talk about it?"

Xiao Jian showed a cold smile on his face, the aura of the whole person was very strange, and the blood sword in his hand slowly came out of the sheath......

The scabbard seemed to be an invisible seal, and the moment it was unsheathed, the blood sword couldn't wait to shine its light to everyone, and a rich bloodthirsty aura shrouded the top of everyone's heads.

At this time, autumn is going to winter, and it is approaching the evening, and there is an inexplicable chill in the air. And after the blood sword was unsheathed, this chill intensified, as if the ice and snow were coming.

Guo Jing frowned, although he knew that this person's sword intent was strong, but he knew the taste of it after experiencing it himself.

The people of the Quanzhen Sect were captured by this cold and bloodthirsty sword intent, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

Qiu Chuji was the first to come back to his senses and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?" ”

He didn't dare to look at this young man and the others, he couldn't believe that he had such power at such an age.

Xiao Jian threw the scabbard in his hand heavily, and under the huge force, the scabbard was deeply embedded in the ground. He casually held a sword flower in his hand, and the Dao blood was particularly dazzling in the night.

"Do what?" Isn't that clear? ”

"I prefer to argue with people about swords rather than war of words!"

"Do you dare to fight?"

Xiao Jian looked around, the provocation in his words was undisguised, the surging killing intent in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, the more depressed it was, the more violent the power would become.

"Boss, if you have something to say......

Yang Guo, who was the closest, trembled with fright, and under the shroud of bloodthirsty killing intent, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly grabbed him by the collar and threw him out.

"Passing ......"

Guo Jing was shocked, and he immediately stepped forward when he was worried.

Xiao Jian was holding a string at this time, his mind struggling in blood and fire.

Kill?

Don't kill!

He pushed Yang Guo away because he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and hurt him by mistake, but Guo Jing's action seemed to light a fuse.

Rumble!

The killing intent could no longer be suppressed, and he hurried towards Guo Jing.

"Ang ......"

The sound of the dragon's groan sounded faintly, Guo Jing pushed his palms flatly, and a dragon-shaped energy surged out, heading towards Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian's face was grim, and the blood sword in his hand swung suddenly, and he immediately saw a strong blood light facing the dragon-shaped energy! With a loud "bang", the blood-colored sword and the power of the dragon's palm disappeared from each other.

The four eyes met, and the two fought to a group.

"Retreat!"

Qiu Chuji was afraid that his disciples would be affected by the pond fish, so he shouted in a deep voice and ordered everyone to retreat to more than ten zhang away.

"What's wrong with you, boss?" Yang Guo patted his chest with palpitations, looking afraid, he felt that this eldest brother who had talked happily suddenly became very strange.

Looking up at the two people in the arena, his gaze became fiery again.

One day, I will become as strong as the boss, Uncle Guo!

The young man clenched his fists and secretly made an oath in his heart.

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The wind is blowing, and the sand is flying.

The three-foot blood sword continued to roar softly, wielding a terrifying sword light.

The dragon groaned, and the internal force condensed into a five-clawed divine dragon, roaring with teeth and claws.

Xiao Jian was already carried away at this time, and there was only one color left in his eyes.

Blood......

Endless blood!

A voice kept echoing in my heart: kill them, kill, kill......

The more Guo Jing fought, the more frightened he became, so he didn't dare to keep his hands and put what he had learned in his life into practice one by one.

He has an empty fist in his left hand and a dragon palm in his right hand, and with a strong internal force, he has brought the power of fighting left and right to the fullest.

Xiao Jian studied under Huang Yaoshi and learned a wide range of techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques, and fingering...... All of them are involved.

But at this time, he abandoned them all, as if all the martial arts he had learned were cumbersome, and there was only one thing in his hand - a sword!

A sword shook mountains and rivers.

Break ten thousand laws with one sword!

Whether it was the Kongming Fist or the Descending Dragon Palm, it was used by Guo Jing with great power, but it was all broken clean by Xiao Jian with the sword in his hand.

[Good sharp sword intent ......]

Guo Jing was shocked, he found that whether he used the Dragon Descending Palm or the Kongming Fist, or the Great Demon Fist learned from the Nine Yin True Scripture and other martial arts, he would be easily cracked by the opponent's sword.

That evil blood sword seemed to have magical power, and it could easily crack any martial art.

Not bad!

Break!

That's exactly what this sword is all about......

In addition, the opponent's sword momentum was very fast, so fast that it was almost difficult to see, and several times Guo Jing almost avoided it and was injured to the point.

It stands to reason that he is proficient in the art of fighting left and right, and can perform two different martial arts at the same time, so he should be able to strike first, but the opponent's sword is too fast, even if he keeps changing his moves, he is a little stretched.

The words "fast" and "broken" are blended, and the power of the sword is completely promoted to the extreme.

From the perspective of an onlooker, the situation is almost one-sided.

Xiao Jian's sword momentum was boundless, and Guo Jing was beaten dangerously, which made Qiu Chuji and the others sweat for him, and at the same time, they were shocked by Xiao Jian's strength.

Is this man really as old as he seems?

That's what the crowd thinks.

[Senior Brother Xiao, offended! ] 】

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, and that blood sword had almost hit several times, Guo Jing no longer dared to have any reservations.

His Dragon Descending Palm was different from Hong Qigong's Yang Zhigang, and was based on the Nine Yin True Scripture, from which he realized another style.

Rigidity and softness.

Although it is not as fierce and unmatched as Hong Qigong, it is like a stormy wave in the sea, with ups and downs, and one wave is better than another.

The dragon roared and surged out, one after the other, endlessly...... Almost drowned Xiao Jian.

"What a trick to descend the dragon's palm......"

Qiu Chuji admired, turned his head to look, and almost saw the scene of Xiao Jian being submerged.

However, at this moment, a fierce and boundless aura came to his face......