Chapter 90: A mouthful of blood

A layer of blood-colored aura suddenly appeared on his right palm, and then he slashed at his left arm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After a soft "poof" sounded, his left arm was completely severed from the root of his shoulder.

I don't know what method he used, but there was not a trace of blood coming out of it. The incision is smooth, as if it were a sharp blade.

The blood-clothed ancestor snorted, and made a final elegy for the separation of his left arm. After a muffled snort, his intact right arm began to move rapidly, constantly changing the seal.

The severed arm floating in front of him completely shattered with a bang as he spewed out a mouthful of essence blood.

With the sound of a low, rapid incantation, the mass of flesh writhed in surprise in the air as if it had come to life.

A moment later, the writhing mass of minced flesh burst again, and it was like a rain of flesh and blood around the blood-clothed ancestor.

The rain of flesh and blood that fell half turned into a ball of flesh with a diameter of half a zhang, tightly wrapping the blood-clothed ancestor inside.

The blue spirit sword became more than a zhang long, and the four or five slender sword wires on it had already shot out from the sword body.

The surprised action of the blood-clothed Lao Tzu made Lin Qiuyan feel a bad feeling in his heart, so under her desperate urging, the time from the formation of those sword wires to the separation of the body was much shorter than before.

As soon as the blue sword filament left his body, he collided with the slender black sword that was entangled in front of him.

Almost without a pause, the few sword wires flashed from the body of the slender black sword, as if they were not silk threads, but a few rays of light.

The slender black sword that had been pierced through suddenly stopped moving, and after a moment, the sword body let out a wail and scattered from the air in six stages.

At this time, those seemingly weak blue sword wires had already exchanged hands with the bronze shield.

After all, the bronze shield is still much higher than the grade of the slender black sword, although it has been scarred by the blue spirit sword before, but it is still not as vulnerable as the slender black sword.

But it was only a moment of resistance, and it became torn apart.

The blue sword wire that was unhindered disappeared in a flash, and landed straight on the half-foot square ball of meat.

And at this time, the blood-clothed ancestor just spit out the last note from his mouth.

That meat ball, it doesn't seem right, it doesn't seem to be able to be called a meat ball anymore. It has now become a red and white sphere.

It's like mixing flesh and bones together.

Through the two translucent round holes on the meat ball, the blood-clothed ancestor watched with a gloomy face as the blue sword filament slashed at the protection composed of his own flesh and blood.

But he was indifferent other than a gloomy look.

In fact, even if he wanted to make some other moves, he couldn't do it, and the series of actions just now had drained all his mana.

The injury, which was already not good, has become more serious, and if it wasn't for the strong support, he would have fallen by now.

This secret technique of using one's own flesh and bones as protection was learned by the Blood-clothed Ancestor in a broken tome.

I don't know the name, but it's his biggest defense.

The last time the Thundering Bead exploded so suddenly, he didn't have time to release this secret technique.

But this time, with the bronze shield and the slender black sword on the outside to temporarily resist the blue spirit sword, he still had time to unleash his strongest defensive secret technique.

"Ahh

Squeak——!"

A tooth-aching voice rang out.

The blue sword wire slashed at the eerie orb, leaving no damage other than a few white marks.

With an arm missing, his face changed from a young man to a middle-aged blood-clothed ancestor, and after seeing that the blue sword silk could not protect himself, he was relieved in his heart.

After relaxing in his heart, the Blood-clothed Ancestor felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

My body is very weak, and it hurts badly.

In particular, the lungs and left shoulder were burning with fire.

He couldn't help but tilt his body, controlled the meat ball, sat cross-legged on the top of the tree with difficulty, shook his hands, took out some pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and healed his injuries regardless of it.

He only prayed for the Third Elder to come over before his secret technique expired.

Lin Qiuyan, who was controlling the blue spirit sword to attack the Blood-clothed Ancestor, saw the Blood-clothed Ancestor's actions, and the chill in his eyes became even more intense.

She had now determined that the powerful divine consciousness she had encountered in the stone cave that day was looking for herself.

If it weren't for the help of such a master, the two people in front of them would have been left with no bones, where could they still bounce in front of them.

But it looks like the man wasn't with them.

That's fine, kill this damn man yourself first, and then talk about anything else!

Thinking like this in her heart, several talismans had already been held in her hands.

After guessing that the master of the Yuan Infant Stage had an inexplicable relationship with the two people in front of her, how could she not make some preparations.

Otherwise, once that person appears, he will fall into it.

The blue giant sword that kept hitting the amazing ball of flesh and blood rose from it, and bursts of cold air rose from it, as well as a dazzling blue light.

This time, the blue light rose a little, and in a moment, eight or nine blue silk threads slashed towards the surprised ball of flesh.

It can be seen that Lin Qiuyan has already gone berserk, and he does not hesitate to turn his sword into silk to the extreme.

Not to be outdone, the blue spirit sword roared and followed.

A series of noises continued to be heard from there, and the battle was fierce.

It turns out that the spherical object that looks very surprising is really the master of oil and salt, and the red and white ball wall is not only extremely strong, but also very tough.

All attacks that fall on it will be weakened by a few points.

The sword wire that was used by Lin Qiuyan to the extreme had left a two-inch-deep hole on it, and it couldn't completely cut it.

And this thing is extremely resilient, and in a matter of moments, those scars will disappear under their wriggling.

The seemingly mighty blue greatsword didn't do much damage to it.

Watching it sway, the woman in white knew that it was actually still strong, but it was just a way to lose its strength.

The force above it was removed, but the trees below had suffered.

With a chaotic "click", the surprised sphere and the blood-clothed ancestor inside were slashed down by the giant sword.

Lin Qiuyan put on an undying situation, controlling the blue spirit sword, chasing the falling orb, and slashing wildly.

The astonished orb could block all the attacks, but it couldn't unload all the power.

The blood-clothed ancestor who was healing his wounds with his eyes closed inside, under this round of fierce bombardment, his face turned pale, and with a "poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out.