Chapter 371: A Nose Sword Turns into a Blood Knife

The gray-robed monk stared at Ma Fan without blinking, and a huge invisible pressure surged towards Ma Fan, and the terrifying fluctuations were immense!

"You are Ma Fan, I didn't expect you to be a fellow Dao Demon practitioner, and you practice such strange magic. Then he turned sharply and said, "Do you know that death is coming?!"

In fact, he is coercive and intimidating like this, just to cover up his weakness, but today he is destined to miscalculate, and now Ma Fan's body is occupied by the demon god who doesn't know how to appear in his body, and the strength of this demon god is extremely strong, and he will not be afraid of the coercion of this gray-robed monk at all, let alone intimidation.

"Die!"

There was only one word in Ma Fan's mouth, and then a majestic force emerged from him, and he raised his palm and slapped it at the gray-robed monk in front of him.

That demon cultivator had already been on guard against Ma Fan, and even secretly gathered his strength, ready to attack Ma Fan as soon as Liliang was full, but at this moment his spell had already been prepared, but Ma Fan didn't answer, and didn't hesitate to disrupt his jihua, and he couldn't make the first move.

Seeing the overwhelming force in the whole world, the vast Liliang was surging like the raging waves of the sea. The gray-robed monk knew that he couldn't wait, so he immediately released the prepared spell, only to see a blood-dripping gray sword phantom immediately appear in front of the gray-robed monk.

Although it was only a phantom, as soon as it appeared, it suddenly exuded boundless coercion, a killing intent made Ma Fan's Yuan Ying tremble, the boundless killing intent on the sword, and the majestic power was like the rolling Yangtze River.

Ma Fan's palm collided with the gray sword, Ma Fan suddenly felt a huge Liliang hit hard, and Ma Fan was shocked and flew out of a distance of seven or eight zhang before stopping, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Ma Fan felt as if his five organs were shattered, he kept coughing up blood, he didn't know how badly he was injured, and he didn't even know if he could live, his heart suddenly shook: "Just one phantom is so powerful, if this sword really exists, how powerful will it be." ”

As if in order to answer Ma Fan's doubts, I saw Ma Fan suddenly open his mouth and spit out two words: "Ah Nose!"

"Even if you junior has eyes, yes, this is the phantom of the Ah Nose Divine Sword. The old man cultivated the "A Nose Prison Breaking Sutra" to a small success three hundred years ago, and he has never had the opportunity to use it, but I didn't expect that today, you, a junior, would force me to use it.

Although it is an honor for you to be able to die in the shadow of the Nose Divine Sword, but for the sake of your good magic, I will give you a chance, as long as you join our Holy Gate, I can let you live. The gray-robed monk said with a smug smile.

"Ahh

Ma Fan's mouth spat out these two words again, and then his eyes let out a fine light, and he immediately flew towards the gray sword phantom in front of him.

Seeing that his body was being controlled and messed around, Ma Fan felt that his body was not protected, and it was difficult for Yuan Ying to speak, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "My life is at rest!"

Ma Fan was also too panicked to notice that the smile on the face of the gray-robed monk in front of him had also disappeared, and his face might not be much better than him.

In fact, Ma Fan didn't know that because of his lack of cultivation, this gray-robed monk only had a chance to push the newly formed waiter condensed by this Ah Nose Sword, and once he pushed the phantom of this Ah Nose Sword once, he was powerless to move this sword a second time.

Just now, because Ma Fan's shot was too abrupt, so his Ah Nose Sword could only be released in advance, and in a hurry, he saw that the shot of this sword not only failed to bring this sword to the strongest, but also consumed more mana, and at this moment he was really powerless to push the Ah Nose Sword Phantom, and this Ah Nose Sword Phantom would only be in this position all the time.

As long as Ma Fan doesn't hit this sword, dodges it a little, and bypasses the phantom of this Abi sword, he will naturally not be injured by this sword. ...,

Therefore, after he injured Ma Fan with a blow from the Ah Nose Sword, he would give Ma Fan the opportunity to join the Demon Gate Holy Sect, in fact, where was the opportunity to give Ma Fan, it was really a chance for himself!

He thought that after Ma Fan saw the power of this sword, he would naturally be shocked, and it would be impossible to fight if he had a chance to live, and he would definitely join the Holy Gate after a little hesitation, who knew that Ma Fan didn't even say a word, and even rushed towards him without even caring about the injuries on his body.

Although Ma Fan rushed straight towards the phantom of the Ah Nose Sword, but all monks were generally not stupid enough to hit the enemy's weapon spells straight up, and they all tried to avoid the enemy's weapon spells, and he guessed that Ma Fan would definitely bypass the Ah Nose Sword when he was in front of the Ah Nose Sword.

No one knows better than him how powerful the phantom of this Ah Nose Sword is, Ma Fan just hit this phantom with a palm and did not die, and even had the strength to fight again immediately, so he knew better than anyone else about the liliang of that palm, it was equivalent to a blow from a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, or even a monk in the Tribulation Period.

Although Ma Fan was injured at the moment, it was impossible for him to send out such a powerful palm just now, but he felt that there was not much true qi left in his body, and he had already thought of what would happen to Ma Fan after bypassing the Ah Bi Sword.

The gray-robed monk's heart is also cool, and he secretly regrets coming out today.

But soon, he grew his mouth, and he didn't know what to say, because Ma Fan didn't dodge or avoid the phantom of the sword, and his right hand grabbed the hilt of the sword, as if he wanted to seize the sword.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that this junior wants to take this sword, it is really hopelessly stupid, there are such stupid people on shijie?

Heaven will not kill me!" The gray-robed monk's face was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Seeing that Ma Fan grabbed the hilt of the Phantom of the Ah Nose Sword, the gray-robed monk was even more excited: "Boy, you dared to scare me just now, see that you are not dead." ”

But something even stranger happened, this time after Ma Fan's hand caught the phantom of the Ah Nose Sword, there was no imaginary shock, only to see the blood flash on Ma Fan's hand, and the phantom of the Ah Nose Sword was caught by Ma Fan in his hand.

"Blood nerves!" exclaimed the Grey-robed Friar.

If you talk about his biggest nemesis of "Ah Nose Prison Breaking Sutra" is "Blood Nerve", "Blood Nerve" is the Dao method created by the Styx Ancestor, and it is also the practice practiced by the Styx Ancestor himself, and the Ah Nose Sword is the sword of the Styx Ancestor, and the Blood Nerve is naturally able to have the effect of collecting and suppressing the Yuan Tu Ah Nose Sword.

Although Ma Fan's "Blood Nerve" cultivation is very different from that of the Styx Ancestor, his Ah Nose Sword is not a genuine product, and it is not even an imitation, it is just a phantom condensed with true qi with the special nature of the exercise.

Seeing Ma Fan grab the phantom of the Nose Sword, the gray-robed monk was dripping with cold sweat, and he seemed to see Ma Fan slashing the phantom of the Nose Sword to himself, and his face was full of despair.

"Fake!"

Ma Fan spit out two words in his mouth again, and then saw him open his mouth, and swallowed the Ah Nose Sword Phantom that exuded an incomparably murderous aura and was condensed by the Demon Cultivation True Qi in front of him.

The gray-robed monk's desperate face showed a look of hell, and Ma Fan clearly felt that the Ah Nose Sword turned into a stream of energy when it entered his mouth, and after it was absorbed by his own body, the face of the Yuan Ying who was suppressed in the dantian also showed a look of hell.

"**!This guy can really eat any energy, don't eat my body!" If he could control the transformation of his body at this moment, he would definitely scold loudly, but at this moment, Ma Fan could only think so secretly.

After the phantom of the Ah Nose Sword turned into energy, it actually operated in an unfamiliar route in Ma Fan's body, and Ma Fan immediately reacted that this was the true qi operation route on the blood nerve, of course, it was a little different, it seemed to be a change in the true qi operation route that had absorbed the whim. ...,

Ma Fan coughed up five or six mouthfuls of blood, but it was all dirty blood. After coughing up these mouthfuls of blood, Ma Fan only felt that most of his body had improved, and his strength had improved, if his injuries could be completely healed, he might not be able to reach the peak realm of the demon race's immortal body.

Seeing Ma Fan motionless there, the gray-robed monk sensed hope and immediately turned around and flew into the distance.

"Ah Bi, fake! You lie to me, die!" Ma Fan spat out nine words, and then, he saw a red light shoot out from Ma Fan's hand, and instantly shot into the gray-robed monk who had already flown far away. In the distance, I saw that the gray-robed monk immediately turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground.

Marfan was horrified.

In a moment's time, the red light flew back from the gray-robed monk's body, and returned to Ma Fan's hand, but it was a small red knife that looked like a wood an inch long, and the knife was emitting a faint red light.

Ma Fan immediately knew what this thing was, it turned out that this was the knife he had taken from Qiu Liju, but after experimenting that day, there was nothing powerful, so he didn't care about it, and sorted out the items many times Ma Fan only threw this inconspicuous knife into the corner.

At this moment, Ma Fan was not surprised to see that this knife had suddenly shot all the monks in the early stage of the Transformation into a puddle of water.

"Huh, could this be the blood transformation knife of that kid in Yuhua?"

"Blood Divine Sword?!Master, don't you even know the magic weapon I taught myself?" Ma Fan also asked in surprise.

Our Lady of Wudang said: "The magic weapon of a junior, where would I care back then." But now that I look at the knife in your hand, it is really possible that it is the knife that Yu Yuan's kid refined. ”

Ma Fan heard these words, knowing that he might have obtained a magic weapon of the gods, and he was also a little excited in his heart, but when he thought that his knife was in someone else's hands at this moment, and even his physical body was not under his control, that joy suddenly disappeared.

Ma Fan knew that the Holy Mother of Wudang would come when she said she would come, and she would leave as soon as she said it, so he hurriedly said: "Master, don't always be like this, it's good that the dragon can't see the end of the dragon, I can't find your old man when there is something, so I can leave a number or something, and it is convenient for me to contact you." ”

Wudang Holy Mother said: "What nonsense, after all, I am just a doppelganger, I borrowed your true qi just now, I was also very tired, so I rested for a while, who knew that you were so unlucky, and when you woke up, you found that you even lost your body." ”

Ma Fan didn't dare to provoke her, but said with a smile: "Master, you can do it, help me take my body back, it's best to destroy my Zhihai and the two guys in my heart, even if any of your spiritual imprints are imprinted in my body, I will never be able to eliminate it." ”

Our Lady of Wudang sighed helplessly: "It's really useless!"