"Boom!"

When all the power converged on the thousand forging tungsten steel sword, it was suddenly unsheathed, only to see a sword light flashing, and the tip of the sword pierced the dust to see the king, and even Tian Hao's body leaned forward, and the spine and arms of his legs and arms, as well as the sword in his hand, almost maintained a perfect straight line.

This is the sword drawing technique that he has cultivated for more than ten years, a sword that bursts out with full strength, and has a thunder attribute to stimulate explosive power, and the power is comparable to a hundred-year-old soul skill.

At the same time, that sharp spiritual characteristic fused with the holy light soul power, adding a sharp edge to the sword body.

"Good!"

The light in his eyes flickered, and he was very pleased to see such a good seedling at the last moment of his life.

And pointed at the sword like a sword, condensed the sword qi of the seven killings, and pointed at the sword that stabbed at it.

The boy and his sword, as well as swordsmanship, qualified him to strike.

The precise point was on the tip of the sword that did not open, scattering all the power that Tian Hao had condensed on it, and even the holy light edge was shattered.

Even the sword body made of forged tungsten steel began to spread cracks from the tip of the sword, and soon spread all over the entire sword body.

As the sword body was cracked, the black oil light on it instantly weakened and became undetectable.

After all, the difference between the two is too far, even if Chen Jianjun is a little casual, it is not comparable to Tian Hao.

The huge force caused the skin of Tian Hao's palm to crack, and blood flowed out and infected the hilt of the sword.

Getting Tian Hao's blood, the light on the sword body that was about to collapse was instantly restrained, making the entire sword body feel like it was connected to him with flesh and blood, as if it had become an extension of his arm.

It's a blood sacrifice!

With the blood sacrifice making the fit between the sword body and Tian Hao reach the extreme, the prototype of that kind of spiritual power has also been further broken through, and it is no longer a prototype, it is a kind of edge in itself.

This is not sword intent, and it is even far from sword intent, but it has taken the first step towards sword intent, which is already considered a primer.

And after a thorough transformation and stabilization, this sharp attribute will be imprinted on the spiritual power, forming a permanent talent, which does not need to take time to slowly hypnotize and shape in the future, which is of great significance in actual combat.

"Good!"

Feeling the sharp characteristics of the transformation, Chenjian-kun laughed again and said a good word!

It is already rare to be able to cultivate swordsmanship to this level with a non-sword martial soul, which shows how much effort the young man has put in behind him.

The fingers moved away, allowing the remnants of the sword to continue to move forward, piercing through the heart.

At the same time, the sword also reached its limit, turning into countless tiny fragments and scattering, some of which remained in Chenjianjun's body.

"Senpai!"

Tian Hao was stunned, not understanding what he was doing.

"Although Qiandaoliu is strong, he is not a swordsman, and his martial soul is not a sword, compared to dying at his hands, the old man is more willing to die at your hands, because you are a swordsman!"

Chenjianjun smiled happily, as a swordsman, it is undoubtedly a kind of luck to die at the hands of a swordsman in the end.

"The students will go down the path of kendo, teacher!"

Touched in his heart, Tian Hao held the only remaining hilt of the sword and saluted, and called him a teacher, his first teacher in the way of the sword!

"Good!"

Chenjianjun laughed and said another good word, it is really a great blessing to be able to have an extra swordsman student at the last moment of his life.

"To the end with the blood of the teacher!"

motioned to the young man to take blood, and he had no regrets.

Moreover, the soul bone skill that the young man had just performed had already made him understand what he wanted his blood to do, so he let himself use his last strength to pave the way of the sword for him

"Offended, teacher!"

Tian Hao took out another drop of blood that had been prepared a long time ago and wiped it on the center of his eyebrows, interrupting the effect of the previous soul technique, and a yellow soul ring appeared from the soul bone of his head, and at the same time raised his hand and pressed it on the wound on Chenjianjun's heart.

And at the same time that the palm of his hand came into contact with Chenjianjun, a hidden power in the sea of martial soul spirit was touched and awakened.

Sensing the abnormality in the martial soul, Tian Hao ignored it for the time being, and first extracted the teacher's blood before speaking, he couldn't hold on for long.

"Soul Technique: Vampire!"

The soul technique that originated from the owner of that drop of blood exploded, and a swallowing force erupted from Tian Hao's palm, and the blood in Chenjianjun's body was sucked out from the wound in his heart.

Even the blood-stained fragments of the sword were sucked in and mixed in the blood.

This is the effect of that soul skill, which can absorb the blood of others, if there is a wound, and the other party does not use soul power to resist, it can drain the blood in his body in an instant, which is extremely cruel and domineering.

However, the original effect of people's soul skills is to suck through the air, and Tian Hao's weakened version can only be pasted up and sucked, but it can also be sucked dry.

It's just that at this time, a sudden mutation occurred, and the sea of martial soul spirits suddenly erupted with a swallowing force that swallowed a force from Chenjianjun's body.

Sensing the changes in his body, he was surprised, and after seeing Tian Hao with a shocked face, he guessed that it was definitely not arranged by the teenager.

"As a teacher, I am looking forward to your future more and more, maybe you can really reach the peak with kendo alone."

Taking a deep look at the cheap student in front of him, Chenjianjun no longer suppressed the anti-devouring power in his body, and his body quickly turned into powder and dispersed, and even the soul bones fused in his body could not resist the domineering anti-devouring power and then turned into powder.

Only one of the highest quality 100,000-year-old soul bones barely did not turn into powder, but it was also shattered into dozens of pieces.

After all, it was a counterattack force formed by Qiandaoliu using his self-created demigod technique to attack, and it was definitely not something that a 100,000-year-old soul bone could resist, and it shattered when it was attacked before.

"It's a pity!"

The thousand influenza on the head of the city should be shattered by the 100,000-year-old soul bones, and I regret it in my heart.

He knew that the Battle Soul Sect had a 100,000-year-old inheritance soul bone, because thousands of years ago, a sect master of the Battle Soul Sect had a 100,000-year soul ring, which originated from a Bright Holy Dragon, and that soul bone had also been passed down within the Battle Soul Sect.

I thought it would be passed on forever, but I didn't expect it to be shattered and destroyed today, and the original power was destroyed, but it's a pity.

It's also because the holy light attribute is too strong, so the power of his demigod skill has skyrocketed, and he destroyed one of them together.

Qiandaoliu sighed, but Tian Hao didn't, and before those broken bones could land, he hurriedly stepped forward and wrapped them with soul power into the storage soul guide.

Even the body of a strong man like Chen Jianjun has turned into powder, but this thing remains, and the quality is definitely not low.

At the same time, Tian Hao collected the powder made by the cheap teacher, took off his coat and wrapped it, which was regarded as collecting the teacher's body, and then found someone to send it to Chenxin.

After doing this, Tian Hao saluted gratefully to Qiandaoliu at the head of the city, and then ran back to the city gate to meet Xiao Ha, who was trembling all over.

After Tian Hao returned to his original position, Qiandaoliu retracted the angel realm, and the three pairs of wings behind him spread out and flew towards the Douluo Palace.

Without the distortion of light in the angelic realm, everyone recovered, but looking at the empty land in front of them, they couldn't understand what had just happened for a while.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, everyone had no choice but to return.

Only a few people curiously came forward to check the search, wanting to see what was going on, or to see if something good was left.

"Did you find anything?"

After everyone left, Tian Hao asked Xiao Ha, who had been biting his trouser leg and not leaving.

"Whew!"

Xiao Ha, who has a high IQ, motioned to follow and walked forward.

Tian Hao quickly followed, and soon came to a destroyed ground with a huge paw print on it.

"What a big paw print, is it the true body of the martial soul? It's supposed to be the one who came with the teacher, could it be the one? ”

Tian Hao guessed that it was caused by the true body of the martial spirit, and even had some vague guesses about his identity.

Immediately, his eyes quickly turned to a pool of blood not far away, and his heart became excited.