Suddenly, a silver-white band of light shone from the tip of the Blood Drinking Sword, instantly covering the three large iron pots, and then the blood qi in the iron pot began to rise, constantly surging towards the light band, inhaling the sword body of the Blood Drinking Sword.

He Qingfeng and the people of the Bashan faction looked at it suspiciously, not knowing what Zhuo Yifan was doing, but seeing that the blood in the iron pot was decreasing, He Qingfeng panicked.

He hurriedly flew up to stop it, however, when he came to Zhuo Yifan's side, the blood-drinking sword had already sucked all the blood dry, and there was not a drop left.

"Zhuo Yifan, I'm going to kill you!" He Qingfeng, who was angry, held up the yin and yang umbrella, and launched an attack on Zhuo Yifan, which was very fierce.

Zhuo Yifan crooked the corners of his mouth and smiled like a bad guy, he didn't fight against He Qingfeng, on the contrary, he kept dodging.

Seeing the right time, he quickly flew above the five thousand disciples of the Bashan Sect, and fiercely waved the Blood-Drinking Sword at everyone, and in an instant, gurgling blood immediately appeared in the Blood-Drinking Sword, which continued to spray onto the disciples of the Bashan Sect.

Obviously, the blood was absorbed from the iron pot by the blood-drinking sword just now, but it was not pretended to be the mouth of the blood dragon.

An ominous premonition appeared in He Qingfeng's mind, and he suddenly panicked.

"Zhuo Yifan, you are so vicious, I want to kill you!" said that, holding a yin and yang umbrella, he attacked Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan didn't respond to him, but glanced at him coldly, and then attacked He Qingfeng.

The two of them fought above the heads of the disciples of the Bashan Sect in an instant, and the battle between the blood-drinking sword and the yin and yang umbrella was quite fierce, and the clanging sound did not stop, and sparks continued to shine out and fall to the ground.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Bashan faction hurriedly dodged, for fear that the spark would fall on their bodies.

It's just that the speed at which they move on the ground can't catch up with the speed of Zhuo Yifan and He Qingfeng, flying and spinning above their heads, so they are like a flock of sheep being driven, running to the left for a while, running to the right for a while, swaying back and forth, but they can't run out of the range of Zhuo Yifan and He Qingfeng's fight.

The two of them fought more and more fiercely, and the five thousand people of the Bashan faction all looked forward to it, staring closely at the fierce battle, very nervous.

Xi Yu'er and Miao Jiang Gu also watched quietly, but Xi Yu'er's face was full of smiles, and she looked calm and relaxed, and she was in a state of calm and settled.

Yu Qingqiu and Lin Qingyi also watched nervously, for fear that Zhuo Yifan would be hurt by He Qingfeng.

It's just that Zhuo Yifan has a weird and evil smile, not at all like him before.

The fight with He Qingfeng became more and more intense, and then he retreated while fighting, and gently wiped his fingers against the sword body, and his lips were full of words.

In an instant, blood dragons flew out of the sword body, and there were so many that it was dazzling, and they revolved around Zhuo Yifan and He Qingfeng.

After their bodies slowly came to a standstill, they found that there were a total of nine blood dragons, and it was obvious that the nine dragons had come out.

Zhuo Yifan smiled and pointed the end of the blood-drinking sword at He Qingfeng, and in an instant, the three blood dragons attacked towards He Qingfeng.

He pointed the tip at the Bashan Sect disciples below, and the other six blood dragons attacked them again in an instant.

He Qingfeng held the yin and yang umbrella and struggled with the three blood dragons, and the disciples of the Bashan Sect of the five thousand below were miserable, and the six blood dragons were like hungry ghosts, sucking blood frantically at the people below.

For a moment the wails of pain, the sound of running, the sound of sucking blood, mixed together. Those monsters were already extremely vicious, and as small people, they were already scared away, where did they dare to fight back, only the share of being sucked blood was left, and many people instantly turned into a person with dried flesh, without a little blood.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan's face was full of excitement, obviously treating killing people as fun.

As the head of the Bashan faction, He Qingfeng's martial arts are obviously not to be underestimated, and he still has a yin and yang umbrella in his hand, and he is still entangled with the three blood dragons.

"Brute, get out!" He Qingfeng shouted, and when he attacked with a yin and yang umbrella, those blood dragons were like air, and they easily crossed through.

"No, it's not a real blood dragon, it's just sword qi. He Qingfeng shouted.

Hearing the voice of the master, the disciples of the Bashan Sect no longer simply ran away, but turned to fight against those blood dragons when there was no hope of escape. They also found that those blood dragons didn't seem to be real, but like sword qi.

However, whether it was a real blood dragon or a sword qi, the disciples of the Bashan Sect were like little chickens, who were constantly sucked by those blood dragons and died.

The yin and yang umbrella in He Qingfeng's hand was quickly broken by the blood dragon again, and not only that, but he also began to get injured.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan stopped the attack of the three blood dragons, and instead continued to point the blood-drinking sword downward, allowing them to attack towards the disciples of the Bashan faction.

The three blood dragons were entangled with He Qingfeng, and they didn't suck any blood, and when they swooped down, they instantly sent the Bashan Sect disciples into the air and sucked them wildly.

Zhuo Yifan saw He Qingfeng, who was already injured, with a sly smile on his face.

"Zhuo Yifan, why did you become so vicious! There are thousands of people down there, and you let these beasts kill them all?" He Qingfeng roared.

"When it's time to be cold-blooded, you have to be cold-blooded, isn't it?" Zhuo Yifan said faintly.

Hearing this, He Qingfeng didn't have any expression, but the women of Miao Jiang Gu were surprised, they leaned into Xi Yu'er's ear and said, "Gu Master, he ...... How can he speak?"

Seeing this, Xi Yu'er was also taken aback, in the case of her Miao Jiang Gu's male and female Gu, once she was Gu, her consciousness would be completely controlled, and it would be impossible to speak at all, only after the Gu poison was lifted, she could not speak, and these days Zhuo Yifan really didn't speak.

Seeing that Xi Yu'er was silent, another disciple came up and said softly, "Gu Master, he won't be pretending these days, right?"

Loaded?

Xi Yu'er was puzzled, but she didn't believe that Zhuo Yifan was pretending, otherwise he would be willing to do that kind of thing with herself?

A series of doubts made Xi Yu'er feel that things were not so simple, but now the war was still going on, and she said lightly: "Observe and observe first, and then don't be impatient." ”

So, everyone began to pay attention to the battle between Zhuo Yifan and He Qingfeng again.

"Zhuo Yifan, you have changed, and you have also become a demon, so the two of us are the same, we should be allies, aren't we?" He Qingfeng smiled bitterly.

"No, no, we're not the same. "Zhuo Yifan said quietly.

"How is it different, they are all so cruel and vicious, they are all murderous, why is it different?" He Qingfeng shouted.

"You are killing innocents indiscriminately in order to become a demon, and I became a demon just to kill a demon and kill a demon like you!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.