At that time, these soldiers will besiege themselves together, and they will be overwhelmed with two fists and four hands, and they will definitely be exhausted and caught and killed.

Seeing that the situation was developing in an unfavorable direction for him, Zhuo Yifan took advantage of the situation to leap around the three blood dragons and pointed the blood-drinking sword at those soldiers.

However, the bloodthirsty blood dragon couldn't take care of Zhuo Yifan at all, they shuttled back and forth among the fat pigs, picking out the fat pigs that had fallen behind to bite and suck blood.

A few more attempts, the three blood dragons were still the same. Zhuo Yifan realized that for these ancient nethers, although they had an obedient side to themselves, they were still difficult to tame on certain occasions.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan couldn't command the blood dragon, Shangguan Yucheng blossomed, and he stretched out his thumb in satisfaction with Zhuo Yi, obviously very satisfied with the strategy he provided.

Zhuo Yi also blossomed, climbing the big tree of Zhongyi Wangfu, he felt more and more that his life was becoming more and more bright.

Shangguan Yucheng and Zhuo Yi smiled provocatively at Zhuo Yifan, and began to ridicule with words, completely without panic.

And those frightened soldiers, seeing that the master was so calm and relaxed, and then seeing that the blood dragon only cared about drinking the blood of those fat pigs, Zhuo Yifan couldn't summon them, so he showed a little relief, although he still looked uneasy.

Zhuo Yifan didn't want to be more and more passive, he jumped and flew to the side of the fox, and then rode up, slapping its dragon body from time to time, letting it attack those soldiers.

However, the fox was bloodthirsty at this time, and he didn't care about Zhuo Yifan's actions at all, just drank blood.

One didn't work, Zhuo Yifan changed another one, and it was still the same.

After tossing for a long time, Zhuo Yifan gave up driving the blood dragon to bite the soldiers, stood aside and hurriedly rested, there will definitely be a bigger bloody battle in a while.

In a short time, the three blood dragons killed all those fat pigs bloodthirsty, and the ground was full of fat pigs with white flowers, as well as dark red blood stains, and the smell of blood spread.

After the blood dragon was bloodthirsty, they looked very satisfied, and they flew around the crowd around them a few times, and suddenly burrowed into the blood-drinking sword.

Zhuo Yifan shook the blood sword, and there was a strong smell of blood in it, which was obviously left behind when they drilled in.

When Zhuo Yifan was hunted down in the Zhongyi Palace, the entire compound was as bright as day, and there was no taste of night at all. In order to facilitate the capture of Zhuo Yifan, Shangguan Yucheng ordered people not only to arrange the oil lamps on the ground densely, but even the floors in mid-air were also lit with countless oil lamps, and even the sky in mid-air was dazzling light.

At this time, seeing that the blood dragon disappeared without a trace, Shangguan Yucheng returned to his confident appearance, and he ordered people to continue to light oil lamps and increase the number of oil lamps in mid-air, it can be seen that he is bound to completely control Zhuo Yifan and eliminate him.

Zhuo Yifan cautiously watched the people around him running back and forth, and even saw the approaching crowd of soldiers, dense and impermeable.

"Zhuo Yifan, just tie your hands, I can make your death less painful, if you are still stubborn, it will be more painful than Ling Chi's execution in the end. "Shangguan Yucheng Road.

"That's it, Zhuo Yifan, don't do senseless stubborn resistance, the blood dragon in the blood-drinking sword has not come out, and if we people just stand still and let you cut it, it will also exhaust you to death, it is better to save some effort and die easily." Zhuo Yi echoed, with a flattering face.

Zhuo Yifan glanced at them with contempt and said with a smile: "You don't know me too well, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, but before you die, you must at least pull a few backs, and you wicked people will not have no scruples." ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Yifan brandished the blood-drinking sword, jumped up, and stabbed directly at Shangguan Yucheng's front door.

Shangguan Yucheng, who was still triumphant, didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to make such a move, his face changed, he put on a defensive posture, and ordered the left and right escorts.

Before Zhuo Yifan arrived, he suddenly attacked it, and the sword qi attached to the sword body, and was violently thrown out, hitting Shangguan Yucheng's body.

Seeing that the sword qi was menacing, Shangguan Yucheng hurriedly grabbed the left and right two people and threw them in front of him, and in an instant, their respective bodies were split into two, flesh and blood flew sideways, and some of the blood splashed on his face.

Such a thrilling scene made Shangguan Yucheng dumbfounded, the power of the blood-drinking sword was really very strong, but as soon as he touched the blood stains on his face, he became angry and angry, and ordered his soldiers to quickly besiege the past, changing from passive to active.

Just when everyone was about to attack Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yi took the lead and jumped up to meet Zhuo Yifan's attack, followed by the bloody corpse that made people tremble.

For a while, the two fought fiercely, and together with the blood corpse, they also followed Zhuo Yi to attack Zhuo Yifan.

Those soldiers were dancing around with their teeth and claws, making a posture, eager to try, wanting to get on but not daring to get on.

"There are no blood dragons out there anymore, you can attack with confidence!" Shangguan Yucheng ordered.

Those soldiers swooped towards Zhuo Yifan like a tide, and fought each other.

Seeing that there were more and more people besieging him, Zhuo Yifan was weak and weak, so he attacked violently with his blood-drinking sword.

Everywhere the blood-drinking sword went, there was blood and flesh flying, and the wailing was continuous, Zhuo Yifan could be said to be red-eyed at this time, after all, countless people dealt with him, which made him unable to take into account the so-called moral standards before, and became fierce and cruel.

Corpses and flesh are everywhere, however, with the speed at which those people surround him, Zhuo Yifan can't kill at all, and as time goes on, he becomes more and more unbearable, although his martial arts are very high.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan's attack power was constantly decreasing, those besieging soldiers were overjoyed, and one by one they showed the appearance of victory in sight.

Zhuo Yifan stroked the blood drinking sword again, felt the movement inside, and then inserted the blood drinking sword into a corpse, so that it was soaked with thick blood.

Soon, the movement inside the Blood Drinking Sword became louder and louder, like a churning wave of air, and like a raging storm pouring out.

Seeing that the effect came out, Zhuo Yifan jumped in front of a soldier. Seeing this, the soldier just wanted to escape, but was picked up by Zhuo Yifan with a sword and held it above his head, as the strength arrived, the man spun rapidly on the end of the sword, and the blood slid down the body of the sword, but it slowly disappeared when it came to the middle.

The man's wails of pain were terrible.

Since the blood was soaked, coupled with the cry of pain, Zhuo Yifan obviously felt that the reaction inside the blood drinking sword was getting stronger and stronger, and the blood dragon was about to snatch the sword out.

Zhuo Yifan stroked the sword body with two fingers, said a few silently in his mouth, and then waved it vigorously.

Suddenly, a blood dragon flew out of it, and it looked around and was majestic.