Dongfang Yi may not know what happened, but with the direction of Dongfang Yan's gaze, Dongfang Yi has also seen the weeping blood, that very simple knife, a knife that may not attract attention in the martial arts, it will be weeping blood, it will be the weeping blood that leads the world full of anger, his eyes looked at it for a long time, he wanted to say something, but after all, he still didn't say anything, but in a moment, Dongfang Jian had already pulled up, bowed down and went towards the weeping blood, behind him, Dongfang Ling was not to be outdone, and followed。

The two figures crossed two perfect afterimages in the air, but obviously the Dongfang Sword was slightly superior, in mid-air, the right hand of the Dongfang Sword rushed forward, and it was towards the handle of the Weeping Blood, but when the hand of the Dongfang Sword was only a few inches away from the handle of the Weeping Blood, the mutation protruded, and Dongfang Yan felt that the dark clouds in the air seemed to be pressed lower for some reason, accompanied by an inexplicable feeling of suffocation, as if the coercion of heaven and earth was gathered here in an instant, and the pressure of Dongfang Yan was almost breathless, it was really breathless。

But Dongfang Yan didn't have time to feel the discomfort brought to her by the coercion of heaven and earth, and the scene in front of her attracted Dongfang Yan's attention even more, just below Dongfang Sword's wrist, the Weeping Blood Knife seemed to have spirituality, and the blade that had already become ancient turned out to be a very faint but dazzling blood red in the night, as if a streamer of light passed through the handle of the knife little by little, until it entered the ground.

Accompanied by this palpitating blood light, followed by Dongfang Jian and Dongfang Ling's two cries of pain almost at the same time, Dongfang Yan looked nervously, only to see that the two of them flew backwards inadvertently, in their eyes Dongfang Yan also saw a trace of horror and incredulity, the figures of the two did not go far, but fell on the iron chains on both sides of the Weeping Blood Knife, but the two of them looked at their palms almost in unison, as if there was the most incredible thing that had just been experienced, soon, but everyone could see it。

At this moment, a red light lit up in the sky above the weeping blood, very faint and thin, as if it was a red light after the air had been reflected, but it was this red light that made Dongfang Sword and the figure of Dongfang Ling who followed condense in the air......

After a while, Dongfang Jian took the lead in putting down his palm, his eyes looked firmly at the weeping blood in the middle, his left hand reached behind him, and pulled out the heavy sword he was carrying, Dongfang Jian did not act rashly this time, but held the sword with both hands, looked at the weeping blood with a solemn face, the sassy night wind blew, and gently stroked the crown on the top of Dongfang Jian's head, and the red clothes moved with the wind, but in Dongfang Jian's eyes, it seemed that only the weeping blood in front of him was left.

On the other side, Dongfang Ling did not move, not only that, but looked at Dongfang Jian with an interested expression, and the folding fan in his hand slapped his palm from time to time, but if you are careful, you will find that every stroke of Dongfang Ling actually avoided the middle of the palm, it seems that in the red light just now, Dongfang Ling and Dongfang Jian must have been injured a lot, could it be that the blood light just now was done by crying blood? Dongfang Yan suddenly didn't dare to think about it, because this was too unbelievable, how could she, or how dare she believe that such a dead thing as weeping blood would have the same consciousness of protecting herself as a person.

Just when Dongfang Yan was thinking nonsense, Dongfang Sword moved, this time Dongfang Sword didn't want to be so frivolous just now, but jumped high, the heavy sword in his hand was swinging together, and the whole person of Dongfang Sword seemed to be folded in the air, this blow gathered all the strength of Dongfang Jian's whole body, Dongfang Yan's beautiful eyes stared at the heavy sword in Dongfang Jian's hand, because she knew that this blow gathered all the strength of Dongfang Sword, if it was the most powerful blow of Dongfang Sword, it would not be an exaggeration, Dongfang Yan's beautiful eyes watched it fall little by little......

Just when the blade of the heavy sword was about to fall on the weeping blood, the mutation rose again, or the faint red light suddenly appeared, at the moment when the two interacted, suddenly, the whole person of Dongfang Sword seemed to have been hit hard, like a kite with a broken line, and shot backwards like a kite with a broken line, before Dongfang Yan came back to his senses, Dongfang Sword stabilized his body in the air, and the figure fell rapidly again, the heavy sword in his hand had already changed into a chop, and slashed horizontally towards the hilt of the weeping blood, but this time there was no miracle, the red light rose again, and the heavy sword in Dongfang Jian's hand was stopped outside again, followed by a huge force, trying his best to repel the power of the Dongfang Sword, the Dongfang Sword was in pain for a while, and the figure **** returned.

All of this, Dongfang Ling really saw it in his eyes, although the red light was strong, it didn't seem to mean to hurt Dongfang Sword, but after forcing Dongfang Sword back, he was able to quickly stabilize his body and landed steadily on the iron chain behind him.

This time Dongfang Jian did not do it alone, but looked at Dongfang Ling on the other side, the moment the four eyes met, Dongfang Ling understood what Dongfang Jian was thinking, and this time Dongfang Ling did not refuse, because he knew that even Dongfang Jian could not get close to crying blood, and it was even more impossible for him, at least it was impossible for him to be alone, this time, Dongfang Ling chose to nod, the folding fan in his hand was wide open, and his sharp gaze was redirected to weeping blood, because until now, Dongfang Ling was finally willing to face the weeping blood in front of him, it was definitely a sharp weapon that he could not imagine。

"Ah!!" This time the Dongfang Sword that regrouped did not have the slightest reservation, the heavy sword in his hand slashed towards the side of the weeping blood, this time it was really just one side, not like the head-on slash just now, at the moment when the Dongfang Sword moved, Dongfang Ling did not hesitate at all, the folding fan in his hand closed with a 'snap', his hands were opened, and he grabbed the weeping blood on the other side of the Dongfang Sword chop!

There is no doubt that at the moment when the heavy sword in Dongfang Jian's hand fell, the red light reappeared, blocking Dongfang Sword from crying blood, but this time Dongfang Sword was already prepared, and it did not retreat because of the huge force from the red light, on the contrary, Dongfang Jian fought all his strength, just to persist tenaciously, and insisted on the final battle with Weeping Blood, at the same time, Dongfang Jian's eyes were already on Dongfang Ling, who had just arrived on the other side.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yan already understood what his two brothers were doing, it was rare for them to give up their prejudices against each other at this time, and choose to join forces, but this time it was also a good guess for them, although the red light emitted by the Weeping Blood Knife was huge, it was limited after all, and it was able to block Dongfang Ling's hard blow, and it was no longer able to stop Dongfang Ling's invasion at that time, and the next moment, Dongfang Ling had already broken through the range where the red light was, and his hands were tightly held on the handle of the Weeping Blood.

(End of chapter)