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

Guo Jing was angry and dantian, and his palms were launched one after another.

Roars burst into the sky, and dragons emerged one after the other, as if they contained life force, almost as if they were real.

This is the potential, Guo Jing's potential!

The dragon roared past, and the ground cracked and became a mess.

Xiao Jian put the blood sword in his hand in front of him, and slowly slashed his two fingers together, the blood on the sword seemed to be mobilized, undulating.

With a swing of his strength, the sword momentum on his body moved, and an incomparably rich blood light rushed out towards the dragon, with an indestructible indestructible intent of fierceness.

Rumble!

The mighty and domineering dragon looked vulnerable under the fierce blood, and they all turned into smoke and dissipated, as if they had never appeared.

The blood was depleted and dissipated.

[Still can't do it?] 】

Guo Jing looked at the young man with a solemn face, and suddenly smelled an unusual smell from the calm atmosphere.

Smell of blood......

The air is getting colder!

drip

drip

……

A drop of water fell on his forehead, and a cold touch came, Yang Guo stretched out his hand and wiped it, his expression puzzled.

Why did it suddenly rain on this day?

When I looked at it, I suddenly trembled all over.

It's not rain......

It's blood!

A rain of blood came as soon as it was said, not only Yang Guo noticed it, but Qiu Chuji and others also noticed it.

"Blood ......"

"How so?"

"It's raining blood......

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were in a panic, this situation had never been experienced before.

Qiu Chuji's face was shocked, but after thinking about it, he quickly came up with an answer.

"This is an illusion, keep your mind tight, don't be confused by illusory images!" He roared hard, and his disciples did what he said, but to no avail.

"It's useless, the blood is still ......"

"What to do? I don't want to die! ”

"Master......"

The line between life and death can always prompt the most real thoughts in people's hearts, and the various forms of beings in desperate situations seem ridiculous, but they are so real!

Qiu Chuji sighed in his heart, but he didn't have the heart to blame these people, because he was also in deep fear.

"The Power of the Field...... I didn't expect to be able to see the miracles mentioned by Master in my lifetime, this person is the real pride of heaven......" Qiu Chuji muttered to himself, as if returning to a scene many years ago.

The years have changed, and the martial arts have declined step by step......

The gods and demons of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the pre-Qin period, a hundred schools of thought contended...... and then to today's five unique side by side.

The aura gradually became scarce, and the path of the warrior became more and more chaotic, and Qiu Chuji did not expect to be able to witness the power of the legendary "realm" in such a background.

According to Shizun, even in that era of flourishing martial arts, martial artists who could comprehend the realm were the pride of the heavens, and the future was immeasurable!

It's a pity that the contemporary era can't see it......

Qiu Chuji thought that this was inappropriate, because he had personally experienced this kind of picture at this time, and he also deeply recognized the teacher's words.

The realm is like the real world, even if you know that you are in the midst of an illusion, you can't break free, you can only be eaten away little by little......

The only thing that can fight the realm is the realm!

And Guo Jing, who was in the center of the storm, felt even stronger.

The fierce sword intent was everywhere, and the surrounding area was bloody, and the strong smell of blood came to his nose, making him feel as if he had returned to the scene of the corpses and the sea of blood when he fought on the battlefield with the Mongolian army.

He knew it was illusory, but he was a little powerless, and he couldn't break free.

At this time, the young man on the opposite side had already swung his sword again!

The blood flashed away, and the next moment, Xiao Jian had appeared behind Guo Jing.

Fast!

Vicious!

Permit! “

It's the sword of lore!

It seems to be a simple move, but it pushes the speed and body of the sword to the extreme, as if changing shape. Only Guo Jing understood that this was no different from the way ordinary swordsmen made their moves.

The difference is fast and ruthless!

A simple sword throat seal is fundamentally different with the blessing of speed and sword intent.

Poof......"

Guo Jing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became much weaker.

Although he mobilized his internal force to form a protective body at a critical moment, he was not beheaded by a sword like Darba, but he was also injured a lot.

The sharp sword qi slashed through his protective qi, pierced his body, and almost spread to his internal organs.

"Big brother, don't kill Uncle Guo!" Yang Guo shouted, although he didn't live very happily on Peach Blossom Island, Guo Jing's sincere care made him feel the warmth he hadn't seen for a long time, which was the taste of family affection.

Xiao Jian glanced at him obliquely, a trace of dazedness flashed in his eyes, and the whole person was in a semi-clear state.

Qiu Chuji suddenly jumped in front of Guo Jing, and the long sword pointed horizontally.

"Your Excellency's talent is indeed rare in a hundred years, but why did you fall into the devil's path willingly?"

Although this person's personality has all kinds of problems, there are also outstanding points. He also has a chivalrous heart and the courage to see death as home!

"Dao Chief......" Guo Jing clutched his chest and stepped forward to stop in front of Qiu Chuji, shaking his head and saying, "You can't stop him!" ”

"Why do you care about being poor?"

"There is no point in sacrificing in vain, you quickly take them away and go to the Seventh Duke and my father-in-law...... Senior Brother Xiao is no longer a one-person system. ”

"Zheng...... Zheng ......"

At this time, a melodious piano sound suddenly sounded, which vaguely carried the purity of the stream, which gradually calmed the restless heart of the listener.

In the crowd, Yin Zhiping listened to it fascinated, and coveted the beauty even more.

He secretly clenched his fists: Dragon girl, if I can marry you in this life, even if I fall into the Nine Shadows Abyss, I will have no regrets!

The person who played it was none other than the little dragon girl.

She was dressed in a white long dress, her beautiful face was slightly pale, and her appearance of sitting cross-legged on the ground and stroking the qin revealed an ethereal aura, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Girl, is this possible?" Grandma Sun on the side had a worried face and said in a low voice: "This kid is very evil now, don't attract him to ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself, but the man really came!

Xiao Jian's whole person was like an arrow off the string, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, and he came to the ancient tomb in a few breaths.

Look at each other!

Granny Sun quickly blocked in front of the little dragon girl, looking like she was going home.

"If you dare to hurt the girl, the old woman will fight with you!"

The little dragon girl was expressionless, just quietly staring at Xiao Jian.

Long......

"Thank you!"

After Xiao Jian finished speaking, he dodged and disappeared in front of the two in an instant.

???

Granny Sun looked dazed.

"Let's go back!"

The little dragon girl spoke indifferently and slowly walked towards the ancient tomb.

Grandma Sun hesitated for a moment and followed, not forgetting to close the door when she was leaving.

——

???

Guo Jing and the people of the Quanzhen Sect are also confused, this is the end?

"Xu is the sound of the dragon girl's piano to wake him up." Qiu Chuji groaned.

Guo Jing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, and the scars on his chest kept dripping blood.

"He is the first in the world......"

Yang recovered after a moment of distraction and shouted, "Boss, take me with you!" ”