Not far away, there was the frightened voice of the Xuandan Realm cultivator, and then Jin Shaobai faintly saw a sword flicker.

After that, all that was left was screaming and wailing.

Until nothing happens!

All the time before and after, in less than ten breaths, a Xuandan Realm monk died like this.

Moreover, surrounded by so many evil ghosts, it should be directly scattered, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

"It's a pity ......"

Jin Shaobai murmured in his heart.

The corpse of a Xuandan Realm monk is definitely stronger than that of a Yuan Fetal Realm monk.

But the evil spirits in the ghost banner not only devour souls, but also devour flesh and blood.

Therefore, Tiangangmen, a Xuandan Realm cultivator, must have become a dry bone now, and it is useless to him.

"You recover first. ”

Jin Shaobai pointed to the ghost flag, "Don't leave it for a square mile." ”

"Yes, master!"

Yuan Yingying nodded obediently.

In fact, there is no need for Jin Shaobai to say, she will not leave.

After all, under the encirclement and suppression of these evil ghosts, the Xuandan Realm cultivators couldn't even take ten breaths.

What's more, she is a small Yuan Fetal Realm cultivator......

Without saying a word, she sat down, took out a healing pill and took it, and then began to heal her injuries.

Jin Shaobai also sat on the side of the ghost banner and checked Tiangang Sanying's storage bag.

As for Tiangang Sanying's corpse, he wouldn't go to refine it now.

After all, the Ghost Banner was the Ghost Ancestor's natal magic weapon, and he didn't dare to expose the blood gourd under his nose.

Tiangang Sanying are all Yuan Fetal Realm cultivators, and the treasures in the storage bag are of limited value.

Jin Shaobai could only use some materials and pills.

As for the exercises and magic weapons, the attributes are in conflict with him, and he has no way to cultivate and use them.

Still, he put it all away.

Although it is not used, it can be studied.

It really doesn't work, he can take it out and trade it in the future, and exchange it for some things he needs to come back.

Then, Jin Shaobai waited for a while, and saw that Yuan Yingying had recovered.

"Master, shall we leave now?"

Yuan Yingying was a little worried, and said: "The movement of the ghost banner is too big, I'm afraid it will attract a lot of attention." ”

"Wait a little longer......"

Jin Shaobai also knew that there was a lot of movement, but he still had to complete the task assigned by the ghost ancestor.

Otherwise, after returning to the Yin Soul Sect, he would not be able to make a difference.

He can't just do it directly with the Ghost Ancestor, right?

It's too risky!

Originally, he thought that the ghost ancestor would cultivate in the Xuandan realm.

But now that he saw the terrifying power of the ghost flag, he believed that the old ghost was at least a god-changing monk.

Even if the Ghost Ancestor was sick and unable to exert his full strength, it was far stronger than the Xuandan Realm cultivator.

Therefore, in the battle of life and death with the ghost ancestor, he can only outwit, not brutally.

"Oh!"

Yuan Yingying nodded, and didn't say anything more.

But what she thought in her heart was that there were many righteous and evil monks in Che Wenguo, and once 100,000 evil ghosts came out, they would definitely kill both good and evil.

Jin Shaobai's move may cause countless grievances!

But thinking that this guy is already cold and murderous, it is estimated that he doesn't care about grudges with people at all.

Yuan Yingying secretly smiled bitterly in her heart, and could only pray not to get her involved.

Otherwise, if she is besieged by good and evil, once Jin Shaobai can't cope with it, her life will definitely be lost.

Jin Shaobai could see Yuan Yingying's worries, but he had his own considerations, so naturally he wouldn't care.

After a moment's silence, he asked, "What you used before was the Blood Sword Palace's Peerless Blood Sword Technique?"

"Yes, master!"

Yuan Yingying answered honestly, but her heart was tight.

The next moment, her worries came to her.

I saw Jin Shaobai say in a domineering tone that could not be ignored: "You give me the sword score of the Blood Knife Technique!"

Yuan Yingying: "......"

The peerless school of the Blood Knife Palace, how can you go out casually?

It's against the rules!

Once it is known, even if her father is the master of the hall, she will not be able to escape the punishment of capital punishment.

Moreover, Jin Shaobai will also be hunted down and killed by the Blood Sword Palace, and he will never die.

The mastery of any sect is not allowed to be passed on.

This is the foundation of the sect!

For example, the Tiangang roar of Tiangangmen, only the people of Tiangangmen will.

Even if outsiders get the exercises, they may not dare to cultivate, because that will completely offend the Tiangang Sect.

Once exposed, they will be hunted down!

"Questions?"

Jin Shaobai raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly cold, "Heavenly Dao oath, have you forgotten?"

Or, want to taste the power of the Heart Demon Tribulation?"

Yuan Yingying: "......" domineering hateful guy, you will reap the consequences.

Cursing secretly, Yuan Yingying no longer hesitated, and passed the sword spectrum of the Blood Knife Technique to Jin Shaobai.

"This isn't the full version?"

Jin Shaobai glanced at it, there were thirteen styles in the knife spectrum.

But the thirteenth type has only one name - the bloody knife weeping ghost god!

As for the path of practicing the sword, there is no introduction.

"This is the full version!"

Yuan Yingying explained: "The thirteenth form of the Blood Knife Technique, hidden in the first twelve forms, can only be understood, not spoken.

As for how to comprehend it, I don't know.

Even in the Blood Sword Palace, among the countless seniors, there were very few who could comprehend the thirteenth form. ”

When Jin Shaobai heard this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

However, it is understandable that the Blood Knife Technique can become the Martial Arts of the Blood Knife Palace.

At that moment, Jin Shaobai no longer asked more, but carefully consulted the sword spectrum.

The first style: sword dance demon light

The second form: Knife Dragon Storm

The third style: the sword is unmatched

The fourth style: laughing at the sea • cutting the mountains and rivers with a knife

......

There are more than 1,000 words in total, but the subtlety of it is indeed worthy of its name.

Each style is very subtle, and the power is even more terrifying.

It's not so much the thirteen-style knife moves, but the thirteen-part knife technique.

Because each style of the Blood Knife Technique can actually become a powerful knife technique on its own.

What's even more amazing is that the first twelve styles of the Blood Knife Technique, each of which has infinite changes.

Everyone's understanding is different, and the power of the sword move is also different.

In other words, this is a sword technique that can continue to evolve as a cultivator improves!

"The predecessors who created the Blood Knife Technique are truly remarkable!"

After comprehending the entire Blood Knife Technique, Jin Shaobai couldn't help but secretly marvel.

He has excellent talent and good understanding, although the blood knife technique is not easy to comprehend, he still understands seven, seven, eight or eight.

Then, he gathered his mind and realized again.

Again, he comprehended the entire Blood Knife Technique.

But this realization is only literal, and it is still 108,000 miles away from being able to bring out all the subtleties in it.

However, Jin Shaobai faintly had an intuition that the thirteenth style of the Blood Knife Technique, the Blood Knife Weeping Ghost God, should be to fuse the previous twelve styles.

As for how to fuse, he doesn't know.

Unless he had amazing insights and understanding in the way of the sword, he felt that it was almost impossible to fuse.

Just when he wanted to continue his enlightenment, a purple sword light fell from the sky, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the evil spirits were destroyed one after another.

"Flying Sword...... Divine Transformation Realm Monk!"

Jin Shaobai's expression changed in shock, and he immediately jumped up, "Run, run, run away, hurry up and !!"