"Murong Huanyu, haven't you eaten?"

Qin Xiaolong gently dusted off his shirt and pretended to sneer contemptuously.

"What are you pretending to be, there will be a time when you cry!"

Murong Huanyu didn't expect Qin Xiaolong's defense to be so amazing, and his face instantly became gloomy.

In order to win as soon as possible, Murong Huanyu did not hide his clumsiness anymore, and as soon as he touched the Qiankun ring, there was an extra blood-colored long knife exuding a rich evil aura in his hand!

"Damn, the Murong family's artifact Blood Drinking Knife was actually given to Murong Phantom Yu!"

Seeing this blood-colored mad knife, someone in the stands couldn't help but exclaim.

The Blood Drinking Knife is a half-immortal weapon, and its power is extremely amazing!

It is said that this knife has killed countless people in ancient times, and there are hundreds of pure yang earth immortals who have been killed by it alone!

Because there are too many souls on the blade, this knife has the title of magic knife.

If you don't have the will to use this knife, you may be eroded by the magic knife and become a demon who only knows how to kill.

Before that, many people in the Murong family became puppets of the Blood Drinking Knife, and they were manipulated by the Demon Knife to cause heinous murder.

Because of this, the Blood Drinking Knife has been sealed by the Murong family for decades.

Therefore, now that the magic knife is reborn, it immediately shocked the audience!

"Qin Xiaolong, there is a kind of if you continue to stand there and let me cut it, if you can catch me with a knife and still be unharmed, I will immediately surrender and admit defeat."

Murong Huanyu, who was holding the blood-drinking knife, said proudly.

"You think I'm as idiot as you are."

Qin Xiaolong sneered unceremoniously.

Although he didn't know the Blood Drinking Knife, he could tell from the thick evil aura emanating from it that this knife was definitely not ordinary.

And his Chaos Overlord has not yet cultivated to the realm of immortality and immortality, so of course he will not stupidly use his physical body to block the knife.

"Hard-mouthed thing, see if I don't play you to death today!"

Murong Huanyu smiled cruelly, and slashed at Qin Xiaolong.

The cold blade flashed with terrifying blood light, and the fierce and domineering sword qi seemed to be unable to withstand even this heaven and earth, and it was about to be cut in half!

Even though they were still far away, the powerhouses of the eight clans watching the battle around them still felt a trembling feeling of heart.

And Qin Xiaolong, who was the party concerned, also became solemn.

At this time, he could completely take out the Shencang Sword and fight against Murong Huanyu.

The grade of the Divine Cang Knife was definitely above the Blood Drinking Knife, and with the blessing of the Divine Cang Knife, Qin Xiaolong could easily end the battle.

But he chose the most adventurous way.

In an instant, Qin Xiaolong operated the Chaos Overlord to the extreme, and at the same time covered the aura in his body to the back of his palm.

"Kill!"

The sound of explosive shouting sounded, Qin Xiaolong did not retreat, but advanced, and directly punched at the blood-drinking knife.

The fist wind roared, and the unrivaled power directly tore through the air, colliding with the blood-drinking knife.

"Crazy, this guy is absolutely crazy!"

Seeing that Qin Xiaolong actually wanted to use his body to fight against the Blood-Drinking Knife, a divine weapon, many viewers showed disbelief.

"Bell!"

The sound of the clash of gold and iron sounded, and Qin Xiaolong's aura condensed on the back of his hand was instantly cut off by the sword qi.

Immediately after, the sharp blade slashed into his flesh with an indestructible momentum.

In order to avoid his fingers being cut off, Qin Xiaolong took the initiative to take a few steps back and unload most of his strength.

"Looks like my body is still a little weak."

Looking at the bloody streak on the back of his hand, Qin Xiaolong couldn't help but sigh.

He took a risk just now, just to test the strength of his physical body, but the result can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

He covered his fists with aura, and he couldn't even block this knife.

Moreover, the power of the Blood Drinking Knife was very strange, and the terrifying sword qi rushed into his body from Qin Xiaolong's wounds, raging wildly, as if it was going to destroy his body from the inside.

Fortunately, Qin Xiaolong's strength was strong enough, and he quickly suppressed all the raging sword qi.

"I'm grass, this person is a monster!"

Just now, everyone almost unanimously thought that Qin Xiaolong would have one hand cut off with a single sword, but they didn't expect that he was only slightly injured, and this scene instantly shocked the jaws of the people of the Eight Clans.

After all, the Blood Drinking Knife is a half-immortal weapon, and one knife is enough to split a mountain!

Qin Xiaolong was only slightly injured, which was even more shocking than seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

"Why is this guy so strong!"

Looking at Qin Xiaolong in front of him, Murong Huanyu set off a turbulent wave in his heart at the same time.

As the quasi-heir of the Murong family, he knew far better than outsiders how powerful the Blood Drinking Knife was.

His ancestors had used blood-drinking knives to kill human immortals!

Even the immortals couldn't withstand the slash of the Blood Drinking Knife, but Qin Xiaolong followed, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe that it was true if he killed Murong Huanyu.

In the end, he could only comfort himself with the fact that he was in the Nirvana Realm, and he couldn't fully activate the full power of the Blood Drinking Knife.

"I'd like to see if you can pick me up today!"

Murong Phantom Feather's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he once again swung his sword towards Qin Xiaolong and slashed down.

Qin Xiaolong didn't make a hard connection this time, but quickly dodged to the side.

Brush!

The terrifying sword qi slashed directly at the hard granite ground.

Granite was one of the hardest rocks, but it was still cut out of a ravine nearly half a meter deep by Murong Huanyu's sword.

If this knife is cut on the body of an ordinary person, the consequences can be imagined!

Seeing that one knife missed, Murong Huanyu swung several more knives one after another, each of which hit Qin Xiaolong's vital point.

However, Qin Xiaolong's strength was much stronger than him, and Qin Xiaolong was always able to dodge Murong Phantom Yu's attacks by a fraction of a second.

"Bastard, if you're still a man, come with me!"

Because he had a blood-drinking knife, before coming to participate in the Eight Clans Competition, Murong Huanyu regarded the leader as his own bag.

But he didn't expect that Qin Xiaolong was like a loach, he had no strength, but he couldn't hurt Qin Xiaolong at all.

If he continued like this, Qin Xiaolong would be able to drag him to death.

"I wanted to play with you for a while, but since you are in such a hurry to go back to your hometown, then I will fulfill you."

Qin Xiaolong smiled slightly, and took the initiative to rush towards Murong Phantom Yu.

Seeing that his agitation method had worked, Murong Huanyu was suddenly happy in his heart.

"Die for Lao Tzu!"

Murong Huanyu roared wildly in his heart, and instantly poured all the power in his body into the Blood Drinking Knife.

The majestic sword qi surged out, instantly turning into a blood-colored torrent, and slashed at Qin Xiaolong.

Seeing that Qin Xiaolong was about to be swallowed by the blood-colored torrent, what he didn't expect was that Qin Xiaolong also had an extra black long knife with a strange shape in his hand.

Roar!

With a swing of the sword, everyone seemed to see a black dragon roaring out from the top of the Divine Cang Sword, and a dragon groan seemed to sound in the heavens and the earth.

Immediately after, in a series of shocked eyes, the black dragon that turned into sword qi instantly completely shredded the blood-colored torrent, and then slashed it fiercely.

Faced with this terrifying knife that was enough to open the world, Murong Huanyu only felt that the dead soul was rising!

This knife,

He can't catch it!