Xiao Yun's words were very quiet, but Shen Tuhui heard them clearly. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his face was still ruthlessly cold, but he was already flustered in his heart.

Isn't Huangquan Swordsmanship remarkable? Saying such seemingly arrogant words at such a moment, with Shen Tuhui's understanding of Xiao Yun, he knew that Xiao Yun would not say useless words when facing the enemy. And since Xiao Yun has said this, then he must really think so.

The true meaning of the Yellow Springs Blood Sword is nothing remarkable...... This is what Xiao Yun wants to express.

Shen Tuhui's folding iron is really fast, and it seems that it has reached the point where he can't control it himself. But his thoughts were quicker, and he had already passed through a thousand thoughts in the light of light.

Bite.

This time, the intersection of black iron and red iron is not as sonorous as before.

At this time, there were only nine people on the martial arts test bench who really did it. In addition to Ye Cang's side, the battlefield on the martial arts test platform was only Xiao Yun and Shen Tuhui. Surprisingly, Ye Cang, who has overwhelming strength, did not attract too much attention, but Xiao Yun, who has always been in the limelight, is even more eye-catching!

Even Liu Sanfeng, Ye Tianlong and others showed more interest in Xiao Yun than Ye Cang.

"You know you've lost. ”

An invisible wave of qi rippled around Xiao Yun and Shen Tuhui, and Nan Qiushui, who was close to him, was directly lifted by the qi wave and his long hair was raised. Xiao Yun's indifferent voice sounded, but the content of his words was unpredictable.

"Yes. ”

What's even more unbelievable is that Shen Tuhui nodded.

At this moment, the two of them had been separated for several feet, Shen Tuhui was still maintaining the posture of taking out the sword, and the six or seven afterimages behind Xiao Yun slowly converged into one. The two stood with their backs to each other, as if they hadn't just fought each other.

"Do you know where you lost?"

The two people in the field maintained their respective postures and did not move, this scene formed a strong contrast with the seven Ye Cang people who were fighting on the other side. Xiao Yun's tone slowly lost its indifference, but a little more regretful.

Ding-Shen Tuhui didn't answer, his sword-holding hand seemed to hang down because of the loss of strength, and the blood-colored sword body of the broken iron actually pierced directly into the diamond ground. The legs that supported his entire body began to tremble, and I don't know if it was because of excitement or pain.

"Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion, do you know why your father added the word 'blood' to the four words of Huangquan Sword Technique?"

Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Shen Tuhui's body trembled even more. Not only Shen Tuhui, but even the five major envoys of the Wuling Empire squinted slightly, looking at the thin figure in the field.

"The name of the blood sword, in fact, the Huangquan swordsmanship should be a sacrifice of blood, and it is indomitable! Only fearlessness can bring the three layers of the true meaning of the Huangquan swordsmanship into full play......

"You...... Cough...... Why are you telling me...... These?" Shen Tuhui seemed to have a hard time spitting out words, but he still resolutely interrupted Xiao Yun's words. Along with his words, there was a pool of dark red blood. Blood spurted out of his mouth, scattering into countless tiny particles of blood in the void.

The blood particles fell, and some of them dripped on the blade of the broken iron red gang, merging with the blood color of the sword itself. No one noticed that as the blood beads fell on the blade of the sword, the Broken Iron Chigang emitted a faint, sickly red light.

As for Shen Tuhui's question, Xiao Yun did not answer.

"Why do you ...... Mercy ......"

However, Shen Tuhui didn't seem to care about the answer to the previous question.

As soon as this question came out, the audience was solemn. Even the martial cultivation envoys of the major empires had a puzzled expression on their faces at this moment.

In the brief confrontation between Xiao Yun and Shen Tuhui just now, few people present actually saw Xiao Yun's mercy! If it weren't for Shen Tuhui's own admission, I'm afraid everyone present would still think that the two were equal.

"Because I suddenly thought of many people. Xiao Yun slowly turned around and faced Shen Tuhui, who also turned around, "I thought of the Luo family army who died innocently on the way from Yucheng to Tianyumen, I thought of the killer of the Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion who was born and died in Yanhua for the order of you, the young pavilion master, I thought of Mengxue, who had not returned to my body to save me, and I even thought of the second elder of the Underworld Mountain who died under General Luo Hu a few days ago......"

"And their deaths are ridiculously because of you, a young man who is not in the age of standing!" After a slight pause, Xiao Yun pointed at Shen Tuhui, and his emotions were faintly out of control.

"Hmph, it's because I'm good, but why can't it be because of you Xiao Yun?" Surprisingly, Shen Tuhui's tone slowly became flat. Now he has really hurt his internal organs, although even he still doesn't understand how he was injured just now......

Xiao Yun raised his head and looked directly into Shen Tuhui's eyes: "Yes, this is the reason why my subordinates are merciful." I was thinking that there must be a formal closure between us. ”

"So, you tell me about your understanding of Huangquan's swordsmanship?" Shen Tuhui seemed to understand why Xiao Yun had a hint of regret before.

didn't answer Shen Tuhui, Xiao Yun just said to himself: "Because you're good, because I'm good." The dead are gone, and all we living can do is avenge them. So, if you have to kill me, I will definitely take your life, and there is no escape!"

"There is no right or wrong, but there is life and death. Shen Tuhui actually smiled.

"There is no right or wrong, but there is life and death. Repeating Shen Tuhui's words, Xiao Yun nodded three times in a row.

Ah, Shen Tuhui pulled out the Broken Iron Red Gang, and the blood particles on it were gone, and the dark red light on the blade of the sword suddenly became much stronger. The light on the sword flickered with Shen Tuhui's tone: "Hahaha, if we were born in the same country, we might be good friends." ”

Xiao Yun didn't refute it, why should he refute a person who was about to die, although he knew in his heart that with his temperament, it was impossible for him to become friends with the scheming Shen Tuhui, at least not very good friends!

"Unstoppable!

Shen Tuhui stood in front of him, and the light on the sword seemed to sense the sword master's state of mind and brightened it. But he didn't care about the light he hadn't seen before, and his left hand grabbed the blade directly, and then slashed straight from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

With the sharpness of the broken iron red gang, he naturally directly cut out two cuts in Shen Tuhui's palm. Blood poured out through the sword marks, and then attached to the broken iron red gang, dyeing the sword body, which originally had a little bit of iron white, into a blood-red body.

Blood as a sacrifice, Huangquan Blood Sword!

"A few months ago, I used the Seven Swords Technique to break your Huangquan Sword Technique with a halberd instead of a sword; This should be the most official end of the story......"

Xiao Yun muttered to himself, picked up the black box with both hands, and actually made a sword slash.

He was able to turn defeat into a powerful rival Shen Tuhui, all thanks to Xiao Wentian's personal demonstration in the dense forest that day.

"Shen Tuhui sacrificed the sword with the essence blood of his whole body, Xiao Yun is afraid that it will be extremely difficult to take this blow~" The red light of the Broken Iron Chigang was generous, and even the thunder dragon on the East Seat Platform in the distance felt the incomparable sword intent on the Broken Iron Red Gang. Although Lei Long didn't hear the conversation clearly, he could easily conclude from his eyes that the power of Shen Tuhui's last move, the Blood Sacrifice Sword, would not be small.

Listening to Lei Long's judgment, the people around him didn't say anything, after all, a few days ago, Luo Hu used the power of two drops of essence blood to behead the famous Second Elder of the Stygian Mountain under the cold moon blade, and he still vividly remembers it. Essence blood is the result of the cultivator's own strength, and it can be said that every cultivator has the ultimate hole card.

When the essence blood is added to the **** trick, even if it is an ordinary trick, it will have an unpredictable power. But the loss of essence blood will also be a blow that cannot be ignored for cultivators. For example, Luo Hu only used two drops of essence blood, and he must recuperate in the next few months, otherwise his realm may show a trend of regression.

This shows how important the essence blood is to a cultivator.

And now, Shen Tuhui actually sacrificed his whole body's essence and blood, not to mention whether he would slash Xiao Yun under the sword with this move. After a sword, no matter what Xiao Yun is, Shen Tuhui himself is probably more than lucky. Even if he was lucky enough to save his life, his realm would at least regress by a big realm!

Shen Tuhui is simply fighting for his life!

"The heroic souls in front of the Heavenly Palace, that's all the kid can do......

Xiao Yun rushed forward, no moves, no style, at first glance it looked unremarkable.

He faintly looked at Shen Tuhui, who was almost wrapped in red light, and different faces slipped in front of him, they were all Luo Jiajun who died in front of the Heavenly Imperial Gate! Even he didn't expect that the battle in front of the Heavenly Imperial Gate would make him have such a deep obsession in his heart.

Every time he fought against Shen Tuhui before, his heart was full of resentment, and he only thought about killing Shen Tuhui. But today is different, today he thought that the hatred between him and Shen Tuhui was only because of the different positions, as said before, there is no right or wrong between him and Shen Tuhui, but life and death must be separated...... It can be said that he really wants to end this hatred.

Just when he was relieved, the obsession that had been suppressed by resentment came back, and the faces that had been talking and laughing in the army passed in front of his eyes one after another......

Xiao Yun picked up the black box, as if he was holding a giant sword, and there were nine phantoms dragging behind him, and the ghost didn't know how to move to the extreme.

The red light wrapped around Shen Tuhui collided with Xiao Yun, but it didn't make any earth-shattering sound, and the red light in the sky was like a flowing liquid, swallowing Xiao Yun who was holding the iron box in his hand.

"That's ......"

The nine phantoms all followed the body into blood, and when the last shadow disappeared, the thunder dragon frowned and exclaimed.

"What's wrong again?"

Bai Feng still looked stunned, but Liao Jie was startled by Lei Long's exclamation.

"Why do I look at Xiao Yunzi......" Lei Long swallowed and said, "It looks like some kind of swordsmanship?"