Chapter Forty-Seven: The Boiling Can't Stop

Somewhere on the third floor, Sword Traceless came out with a pale face.

The Blood Shield Technique was his ultimate escape move, which consumed a lot of his blood qi every time, and it often took a day or so to recover.

"Damn, I didn't expect his strength to have grown to such a point! Hmph, your life will be kept first, with my holy blood talent, I will soon be able to surpass you!"

Jian Wuxian tidied up his clothes, and looked at his surroundings as he walked.

At this time, a young man came into his sight, this young man looked to be about the same age as him, with a wide sword on his back, and he was wearing the robes of the Tianxing Sect.

"Hmph, Tianxing Sect's, just collect some interest from you!"

The sword was raised without a trace, and he did not hide his figure at all.

Xuanba turned around with some doubts, a guy he didn't know at all was about to cut himself with a sword, and he packed up a few times and went to the next layer.

The Three Open Tyrant Determination and the Violent Blood Twin Blades were opened at the same time, and the effect of the Heavenly Tyrant's Blood was activated instantly, and his long hair turned golden with the wind, just like a Super Saiyan descending!

"Wave Stacking Knife!"

With a breathtaking domineering spirit, Xuanba slashed it with a knife.

The sword traceless pupils shrank, and Xuanba's blow alone made him feel bad, and the holy blood in his body also boiled to warn, but he had no time to dodge!

"Changhong through the sun!"

Sword Traceless made his strongest blow, the swords collided, and the scene suddenly fell to one side!

In the horror of the sword without a trace, the broadsword slapped at him with an unrivaled momentum!

Why is it filmed? Because Xuanba wants to keep him alive, it's 10 contribution points!

So, the sword crossed a beautiful arc without a trace, and turned freely 720 degrees in the air!

"Bang!"

The sword fell to the ground without a trace, and it rolled more than ten times before stopping. At this time, he felt as if all his internal organs were broken, and he stared at his eyes and let out a cry of pain.

Xuanba slowly walked towards him, and just as he was about to harvest the loot, Jian Wuxian suddenly turned into a burst of blood mist, and disappeared from Xuanba's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Damn, he actually escaped, this escape technique looks very expensive, it must be a big fish! It's a pity, forget it, I'd better hurry to the fourth layer!"

After he left, beside a big tree not far away, the figure of the sword without a trace slowly appeared.

"Ahem!"

Jian Wuxian took out an elixir from the storage ring with difficulty and swallowed it, and then leaned on the big tree behind him.

"This guy's strength is actually so strong, he is completely blindsided, because of contempt, my rotten sword blood has not been able to be used, cough cough. The abominable Tianxing Sect is actually hidden so deeply!"

Jian Wuxian closed his eyes and slowly recovered from his injuries.

But this closed eye has been closed for a long time.

Jian Wuji felt like a century had passed, and when he opened his eyes again, his first reaction was to touch his forehead.

"Damn, my head hurts, no, I remember my head didn't hurt when I fought against that guy!"

Suddenly, he shook his clothes and his face changed.

"What about my shirt, and my storage ring, did I get attacked while I was resting?"

Sword Traceless immediately shook his head again.

"Impossible, first of all, my spiritual sense has been vigilant when I am resting, ordinary people can't get close to me at all, if it is said that the cultivation is stronger than me sneak attack me, then the blood of the rotten sword will automatically boil, it is really unreasonable. ”

Jian Wuxian couldn't figure out this matter at all, and Cao Qianyi, the author of this matter, was counting his gains beautifully.

In fact, the matter was very simple, Cao Qianyi passed by and found that the sword that was resting without a trace, so he used the Divine Concealment Technique to get closer.

Even Lu Tianxing couldn't find Cao Qianyi who used the Divine Hidden Technique in a short period of time, let alone the sword without a trace, and because Cao Qianyi was originally a rookie, the blood of the rotten sword failed to give a warning.

So Cao Qianyi easily walked in front of Jian Wuxi, originally he wanted to knock on the back of his head, but the guy in front of him was leaning against the big tree, so he directly called a big brick on Jian Wuji's head, and stunned and searched a series of actions!

Glancing at the loot in the storage ring, Cao Qianyi took a breath of cool air.

Good fellow, this is a big fish!

In order to be able to continue to develop, Cao Qianyi did not eliminate him, but threw a storage bag to him, and then used his newly learned martial art, the Wuxiang Positioning Technique, to cast it on Jian Wuji.

With this trick, he can easily find the sword without a trace, and after this guy collects the spirit grass, he will come to rob it again, Meizizi!

Jian Wuxian didn't know that he had been targeted, he moved his muscles and bones, and found that his injuries were almost healed, after all, he was carrying holy blood, and his recovery ability was beyond imagination.

"Let's find a guy and ask me how long it's been now, I'm almost sleeping!"

Jian Wuxian looked for people all the way to collect the spirit grass all the way, but he never found a single figure, and gradually, the spirit grass in his storage bag and the beast crystals of the third-order spirit beast increased again.

One day later, he finally saw a figure by a lake.

"It's really a ghost, how come it's a person from the Tianxing Sect! Hmph, I don't believe it, this person is not stronger than me?"

Sword Without a Trace slowly walked over to the man.

Yin Yun felt a gaze on him, so he looked back, and the eyes of the two of them came into contact!

"Bang!"

As soon as this gaze touched, the momentum of the two collided instantly, Yin Yun's face changed, he didn't know what was going on, as soon as he saw the killing intent in this person's heart, he automatically released it.

And Sword Without a Trace was the same, his blood was boiling at the moment, he understood that this was a warning given by the Holy Blood, but this time it was different from the usual boiling, there was a hint of fear and a hint of excitement in this warning!

The two feel that the other party is their lifelong enemy!

At this moment, the blood of the rotten sword and the bloody holy body officially met!

The blood of the rotten sword can corrode the sword and absorb the sword intent in it, while the blood corpse comes with a blood-killing sword, which can absorb the blood of the enemy!

Therefore, in the duel between the two, will the Holy Blood corrode the Blood-Killing Sword, or will the Blood-Killing Sword absorb the Holy Blood?

The answer was soon revealed.

The two of them held their swords and directly opened the fighting mode, and soon, Yin Yun had the upper hand, and the sword was angry and used a Xuan-level high-grade martial art - Changhong Guanri Slash!

But Yin Yun directly ignored his attack, and a white light mask emerged from his robe, and the Changhong Sun Slash collided with the light mask, and the light mask only shook slightly, and the sword without a trace changed his expression.

Yin Yun took the opportunity to slash his sword across his side, blood staining his blood-killing sword red.

"Haha, you've been tricked! Your sword is stuck to the blood of my rotten sword, and it won't be long before it turns into a piece of scrap metal!"

Jian Wuxian laughed wildly, just laughing and laughing, his smile froze, and the blood of the rotten sword on the surface of the Bloodkiller Sword seemed to be frightened and wanted to escape, but the Bloodkiller Sword emitted a burst of suction, so that the blood could not flow away.

Soon, the blood was sucked into the sword by the Bloodkiller Sword, and Jian Wuxian trembled inside, he could feel that the blood had completely disappeared, and he could no longer return to his body.

He showed a hint of fear, who the hell was this guy, and why could he restrain his holy blood?

He didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and at this time, the holy blood in his body finally didn't feel excited, there was only endless fear!

Flee! Flee quickly! Flee when you see this person in the future!

This was the message that the Holy Blood had sent to him, and without hesitation, he immediately shouted:

"Blood Escape! Disease! Disease! Disease!"