In the face of the sudden attack, Qiu Wancheng began to pick up the blood-drinking sword on the ground as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and slashed towards the monster. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just strange that the blood-drinking sword he slashed out did not form any sword qi, but was waved very lightly like a wooden stick.

The monster kept closing in on him, then began to bite at him with its sharp claws.

Qiu Wan Cheng saw that the Blood Drinking Sword was useless, so he could only use it to block the monster's attack.

The monster kept biting at him, and soon his clothes were torn and covered in blood.

Looking at the red blood, the monster suddenly came to its senses, and it bit Qiu Wancheng even harder.

Qiu Wancheng, who couldn't struggle, threw away the blood-drinking sword in a panic and began to attack the monster with his hands.

After a while, there was not a single piece of good clothing on him, and there was not a single thing on his clothes that was not blood-red. The deep wound kept dripping blood, like a bubbling spring.

The monster rose into the air again and landed directly on Qiu Wancheng's head, Qiu Wancheng wanted to dodge it with the Lingfeng Phantom, but it was too late. He held back the monster's continued biting of his scalp, raised his head and shouted at the monster "Ah".

The power of the Heaven-Shaking Jue was huge, and the monster kept shaking its body, and it was a little unstable standing on his head, Qiu Wancheng saw that the skill was effective, so he opened his mouth again and yelled at the monster.

The monster lying on Qiu Wancheng's head was completely enraged, it stretched out its claws and tore at Qiu Wancheng's mouth, stabbing it, Qiu Wancheng's mouth was torn, his teeth were exposed, and blood continued to spill around.

The huge pain made Qiu Wancheng unsteady, and the monster took the opportunity to keep biting his skull with its sharp claws. Soon, large and small holes began to appear in the head, constantly splattering blood outward, like spraying watering flowers.

Despite this, Qiu Wancheng still did not give in to the monster, he used his hands to push his torn mouth in the middle, so as to reduce air leakage, and became a mouth shape, and then dragged both sides with both hands, shouting "Ah......"

The power of the Heaven-Shaking Jue was revealed, and the huge impact lifted the surrounding bricks and rubble, and the monster also held unsteady on his skull, and fell backwards.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qiu Wancheng went crazy, he picked up the blood-drinking sword in a panic, ran straight towards Zhuo Yifan, and then stabbed at Zhuo Yifan, who was heavily locked.

Zhuo Yifan understood his intentions, he knew that he was about to die, but he had to pull a cushion before he died, he couldn't live, and he wouldn't let himself live well.

Zhuo Yifan could only twist his body and keep dodging, and Qiu Wancheng, who was injured all over his body, was no longer human. His mouth was torn open and drooped down, and his white teeth were exposed, and there was blood everywhere inside.

And the head was still splattered with blood like a spray, and there were blood stains all over his body.

The wound was so painful that he needed to pause just a few times before he could continue.

Zhuo Yifan was wearing heavy shackles and handcuffs, so he could only dodge constantly, while Qiu Wancheng before he died made a fatal move, and Zhuo Yifan almost didn't dodge it several times.

Just as Qiu Wancheng was still stabbing, the monster suddenly stood on top of his head again, scratching his face with its sharp claws. His eyes were soon gone, leaving deep sockets, and the flesh on his face was falling down piece by piece, revealing his cheekbones.

Qiu Wancheng screamed in pain, but the monster did not stop grabbing it, and still held on hard until Qiu Wancheng's head was scratched out of a big hole, and then he fell to the ground, without even struggling.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the miserable scene, and felt sick to his stomach, he had heard of the ferocity of Jianxi before, but he didn't expect it to be so cruel and outrageous.

And the monster Jianwei stood on Qiu Wancheng at this time, and began to look at Zhuo Yifan, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Zhuo Yifan looked at its vicious expression, and reacted like everyone else, he didn't dare to make any moves, he could only stare at it, but he didn't dare to look at it with aggressive eyes, but puzzled eyes, eyes of defeat, and innocent eyes.

After making eye contact for a while, the monster seemed to be more and more fierce towards him, and suddenly rose into the air and rushed straight to Zhuo Yifan.

Just when Zhuo Yifan felt that his life was about to end, the monster landed not far from Zhuo Yifan and escaped in one fell swoop.

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyes and found that there was a blood-drinking sword not far away, and it turned out that the monster had gotten into the blood-drinking sword again.

Being so frightened, Zhuo Yifan felt that he was lucky to pick up a small life. He looked around, there were corpses everywhere, and the huge Flying Dragon Gate rudder had turned into a chaotic death post at this time, and the strong smell of blood filled the heavens and the earth.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the blood-drinking sword not far away, and was very excited in his heart, at this moment, no one could grab the sword with him, because everyone was dead!

He struggled to overcome the heavy shackles and handcuffs, and bent down with difficulty to pick up the blood-drinking sword, but just as he was about to touch the hilt, a cyan shadow suddenly floated in and snatched the blood-drinking sword away.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly straightened his waist, wanting to see who it was, and snatched his blood-drinking sword away.

However, the man covered his face and couldn't see who it was at all, just a woman dressed in green clothes.

Tsing Yi?

Zhuo Yifan's mind suddenly appeared with the pictures of several women in green clothes, and the most seen occasions seemed to be worn by people from Tianxiang Pavilion.

"Who are you?" asked Zhuo Yifan.

"Hahaha......"

The woman smiled evilly, Zhuo Yifan seemed to have heard her voice before.

"Are you a Xiangyi girl?" said Zhuo Yifan.

"Hmph, don't mention that slut to me, I'm not Xiangyi!"

"And who are you?"

"Who? You'll know when the time comes. ”

"The blood-drinking sword is mine, you give it back to me!" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Yours? Hahaha! What a joke, do you call it to you? It's in my hands at the moment, it's mine. The woman said.

"I advise you not to take the Blood Drinking Sword for yourself, you see how miserable Qiu Wancheng of the Flying Dragon Gate died, it was because of the greed for the Blood Drinking Sword. ”

"Don't scare me, you kid, how can you scare me?" Qiu Wancheng is something, what qualifications do you have to compare with me!" The woman said contemptuously.

"The blood-drinking sword is useless in your hands, I am sure that you can't even pull out the sword!"

Zhuo Yifan wanted her to pull the blood-drinking sword out of its sheath, so as to release the monster and let the monster fight with her.

The woman snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "There is no sword that I can't pull out!"

After saying that, she tried to pull out the blood sword, but after pulling it out for a long time, she didn't pull it out.

She then used her internal force to urge, and the light blue Xuan Qi continued to gather at the hilt of the sword, and she pulled it out hard, but she still couldn't pull it out.

"What's going on, say it quickly, or I'll kill you!" the woman said angrily.