In the darkness, the blood light suddenly appeared, dazzling, illuminating the dark heaven and earth.

He's coming!

The wind rises, the clouds surge!

With long hair dancing in the wind, and a cyan robe hunting, Xiao Jian raised his blood sword high, accumulated the sword momentum to the peak in mid-air, and then slashed it with a [groundbreaking].

The blood-colored sword light was then mobilized, pouring wildly into the darkness, and the entire space was transformed from darkness to boundless blood.

Yin Zhiping's hatred was monstrous, and he raised his arms with a roar, making a staggered ten forms, and an incomparably thick black mist erupted from his body.

Prosperous!

The earth trembled, as if it could not withstand the great force, and cracked open one huge crack after another. The surrounding trees were fell, some were broken by force, and some were cut down by the sword.

This is the impact of the sword and the demon hand, but it is also a symphony of darkness and blood.

Who won?

Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng all stared intently, wanting to find out.

But the thick darkness and blood obscured the view, making it impossible to explore.

Click

Click

……

Blood dripped to the ground and went down the cracks into the ground.

Whose blood?

Xiao Jian, or Yin Zhiping?

Or the Blood Sword......

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time......" Yin Zhiping spoke, with a hint of excitement in his tone and a somewhat strange face.

His arms were slashed by the bloody sword, the blade almost sinking deep into his bones, but there was a smile on his face.

"You're looking forward to it?" Xiao Jian still maintained the posture of holding the sword, his eyes gradually flashed with blood, but he quickly recovered, and said coldly: "You will die!" ”

A thick chill suddenly appeared, and the cold ice poured out from Xiao Jian's hand, and soon spread to the blood sword, followed by Yin Zhiping's arms...... Frozen.

"Are you suppressing your power?" Yin Zhiping smiled, with a hint of mockery in his expression, he raised his voice in vain, and shouted: "You are deceiving yourself! We're really the same kind of people......"

Click!

Black mist poured out from Yin Zhiping's arms, tearing the ice apart like a shattered mirror!

Rumble!

The black mist dispersed, instantly countering the color of blood.

Xiao Jian was shocked back by the aftermath, but he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately swung his sword and slashed towards the oncoming rolling black mist. The sword was sharp, splitting the black mist in two.

"The same kind?"

"Isn't it? I practice my hands with blood, and you sacrifice your sword with blood, isn't this the reason why you have become stronger? ”

…… Xiao Jian was speechless.

In fact, he has been thinking about this question, why is the sword in his hand dyed red?

"You've got too much nonsense!"

Xiao Jian snorted coldly, his body was like an afterimage, and the blood sword in his hand left a bloody light in mid-air, and the next moment someone had appeared behind Yin Zhiping.

Sword of Killing!

But this time it doesn't seem to be as good as it could be......

Those hands had a strange ability to heal themselves, and the scars caused by Xiao Jian's two times healed quickly.

"Annoyed?"

"So you're not that strong!"

"Just found a shortcut...... And I'll do better than you! ”

Yin Zhiping smiled even deeper, as if he had found the weakness of his opponent, so he continued to speak, but his movements were not slow at all.

He shook his hands into a fist, and the whole person jumped into the air, and then slammed down!

"Condensation!"

Xiao Jian struck a blow, the tip of the sword and the fist collided, the rolling sword momentum swept like a violent wind and waves, and at the same time, the power of ice and snow contained in the sword momentum exploded, drowning Yin Zhiping and freezing!

As the situation changed, the surrounding scene changed again!

The second area, ice and snow!

The outside world is still clear, with the two of them as the center, but the radius of ten zhang has turned into ice and snow.

Huang Yaoshi's gaze swept over the surrounding frozen trees, and his heart was dark: he actually comprehended the second comprehension, but it was just ...... It seems to be a little less powerful than the Blood Realm, if you can combine the two......

Ouyang Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed in his heart.

The era of the Five Uniques has finally passed!

Bang!

The ice and snow exploded, Yin Zhiping broke free, and his mouth was still vibrating.

"You can't trap me!"

Rumble!

The fist was rolling, surging violently, shaking the ground again!

The black fog shrouded again, and the ice and snow melted silently.

Break!

Xiao Jian took out his sword again, and greeted him with a broken palm, and endless blood gushed out, canceling each other out with the fist momentum formed by the black mist.

Xiao Jian jumped into the air, and a fierce collision unfolded in an instant.

Fast!

Faster!

Faster!

A thousand blows.

This sword momentum has surpassed the level that can be captured by the naked eye, and the blood-colored sword peak continues to slash through Yin Zhiping's body, leaving Dao scars.

Xiao Jian sneered: "Your wounds will heal on their own, but what about your blood? ”

Yin Zhi's plane sank like water, and he actually ignored this.

This sword is different, each wound consumes his blood, it is an irreparable scar.

His moves are far from being comparable to Xiao Jian, these hands are the best weapons, enough to resist the edge of the blood sword, but the body can't do it.

The Blood Sword is like an insatiable beast, devouring his blood at will.

Yin Zhiping finally understood one thing, the biggest role of the ice and snow field was not to kill, but to affect his speed.

If this continues, he will be consumed alive!

At this moment, an even thicker black mist poured in from outside the realm, and the surroundings became dark again.

The space was distorted, as if it had been pulled and deformed by a huge force.

After several changes, Xiao Jian suddenly found that Yin Zhiping's figure had disappeared.

And one more!

He instantly became alert, the person who came obviously didn't want to fight him to the death, but just rescued Yin Zhiping with some kind of strange technique, and his true body was not shown from beginning to end.

Who is it?

"What's going on?"

The black mist and blood dissipated one after another, and Ouyang Feng stepped forward to ask.

Huang Yaoshi jumped down from the tree, shook his head and said, "It seems to be an illusion...... "The other party came and went quickly, and he couldn't be sure for a while."

Xiao Jian looked in a certain direction with a faint gaze, and muttered: "Spiritual technique! ”

He was closer, and his feelings were clearer.

The distortion of space is actually an illusion, but nothing has changed, it is an illusion caused by the influence of the five senses, just like the power of the realm.

However, there is a clear difference between the two, the realm is lethal, and the [Psychiatric Technique] affects the mind.

"Impossible!" Huang Yaoshi's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "This technique is clearly extinct. ”

Ouyang Feng frowned and said, "What did you find?" ”

Xiao Jian also looked puzzled, and waited for the following, the old man obviously knew the inside story.

Huang Yaoshi stabilized his mind and said slowly: "Hundreds of years ago, the Tang Dynasty emphasized the Tao and suppressed Buddhism, and Tang Sect Li Shimin expelled Buddhism several times. But Buddhism could not compromise easily, so a thrilling battle between "Tao" and "Buddha" began. ”

"The two great heavenly masters of the Daomen, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, traveled west several times to fight fiercely with the Tantric faction of the Western Regions, and finally slaughtered the masters of the Tantric Sect and burned all the books on [Spiritual Arts]."

"Now it looks like they're not killing enough!" Xiao Jian answered at the right time, with killing intent.