Puff puff——!

Under the fierce attack of the blood-colored spear, Jian Chen barely resisted it for a while with the Heavenly Pattern Silver Umbrella, and finally the silver umbrella that had been broken beyond breaking could no longer bring him even a trace of defense.

"Since you want to persevere, then die!"

Sadly, he suddenly shouted angrily at Jian Chen, it was a pity that he didn't force Jian Chen to use the third Xuanming Three, but at this moment, he was more concerned about how to let Jian Chen die!

A thousand blades have been broken, and they will fall!

After a roar, Sorrow rose up with all his strength, and his waist arched backwards violently, at this time he was like a strong bow with the power of ten thousand stones, his right arm was raised high, and a giant blood-colored spear was condensed on top of it, which was far more than ten times larger than before!

This is the accumulation of all his skills, and with the blessing of the Xuan Ming Jue, the huge blood-colored spear is like the Silver Moon Sky Tearing Bow that Jian Chen has repeatedly used to defeat the enemy, and the power bonus is ten times greater!

"Die!"

Sadness was red and bloody, at this moment, he had waited too long, no one could stop him from throwing this spear, and no one could stop him from killing Jian Chen!

The blood feud of the Luo family belongs to his sorrow, and the blood feud that belongs to Luo Bei can finally be avenged today!

This spear was thrown, and the blood feud that entangled him all his life, along with his miserable life, will be ......

End!

"Husband!"

Hua Xiangrong exclaimed anxiously, the sea of fire suddenly transformed, she couldn't help it anymore, the human fire was one, like a phoenix with wings soaring, quickly pounced on Sadness, wanting to stop him from throwing the terrifying spear.

"Get out of here!"

Bang————!

How do you know that the sorrow fell to Hua Xiangrong's side, with a wave of her left hand, a blood-colored shield wall was condensed behind her, Hua Xiangrong was in a hurry and didn't have to move with all her strength, and suddenly the flame phoenix hit the shield wall headlong, and for a while, the flames splashed everywhere, and it was rebounded back.

Hua Xiangrong was shocked, but in a hurry, she was rebounded by the shield wall, and for a while she couldn't form a second impact, and her sad right hand was finally thrown out!

Whew——!

The huge blood-colored spear was like an arrow off the string, leaving only a trace of afterimage in mid-air, from Hua Xiangrong's point of view, as if as soon as she made a move, the spear had pierced Jian Chen's entire body, and her face suddenly changed dramatically.

"Don't!"

She exclaimed in a terrible exclamation, tears burst into her eyes, and she was immediately swallowed by the fiery red flames around her, and she was about to crash headlong against the shield wall without thinking about it.

"Rong'er, slow down!"

Suddenly, her body moved, and she only heard Jian Chen's calm and indifferent voice from the side.

This made her stunned, and at the same time, her sad and crazy hideous face froze on her face.

Boom——————!

The blood-colored spear flew violently, but it broke through the barrier of space in an instant, and smashed the very strong courtyard wall of the Tang Gate into pieces, and the castration still did not stop, and the rapid burst of fire only left a small blood-red light spot in the sad eyes, and I don't know where it will fly.

But where did he care where the spear that had condensed all his strength would fly, what he cared about was Jian Chen!

His eyes turned sharply and looked at the place where Jian Chen's voice came from, but he saw that he was holding Qian Feng in his left hand, and the Wind Chasing Sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, was already in his right hand.

His spear with all his strength actually only stabbed the afterimage that Jian Chen left in place?

Sadness was a little unbelieving and a little proud, he laughed wildly, pointed at Jian Chen with one hand, and said, "Why, I finally can't help but use the Bloody Sword?"

With the Wind Chasing Sword in hand, was that flash of Fang Cai a blessing brought by Draining Blood for Jian Chen?

Jian Chen looked at the sadness indifferently, shook his head, but said to Hua Xiangrong: "Rong'er, you only go to take care of the jade cold stone, remember to use less internal force, don't let ......"

Don't let anything, he didn't say it, but Hua Xiangrong understood after being stunned and surprised, this is to keep the internal force left by Ping Feiyan, although the firepower of the phoenix flame is fierce, but if it only melts the jade cold stone, it will not be able to use all, Jian Chen means to let her lose some internal force, so as not to make the sequelae caused by the secret technique more serious later.

"Good. ”

Hua Xiangrong gritted her teeth, from Jian Chen's tone, from Jian Chen's complexion, she saw a touch of calmness, this is definitely not the calmness that a person who has been brought into a desperate situation can have!

Suddenly turned around, she was wrapped in endless flames, and rushed back to the side of the jade cold stone again, it was such a moment of burning, the area of the jade cold stone was almost smaller than before, as long as she held on for a while, at least let the jade cold stone become thinner!

She...... Believing in Jian Chen, just a look just now, she already believed it.

As long as you do your part, you can have Jian Chen about sadness!

"Cousin. ”

Seeing the flowers want Rong to retreat, Jian Chen looked at the sadness, his face was sad and joyless, and he said indifferently: "Do you know why the ancestor of the sword mound made such a strange weapon as Qian Feng?"

"Humph!"

Sadness snorted coldly and said, "You ask me, wouldn't it be better to ask Ou Yanye about the next hell?"

Jian Chen shook his head, and he didn't get angry, he just gently raised Qian Feng in front of him, looked at the black stick body, and sighed: "It's really ...... to carry you for so long and keep using you with weapons I'm sorry. ”

He...... is actually talking to the lifeless Qian Feng!

"Want to stall?"

Sadness sneered, glanced back at the sea of fire, and said disdainfully: "What's the use? If you don't dare to use the Blood Draining Sword, then you can only be pressed and beaten by me, I want to see how many times you can dodge the attack just now!"

As he spoke, a thick blood mist began to condense on his body again.

Xuan Ming Jue is really the number one miracle in the world, just a few words, the loss caused by the full force of the sad fall just now seems to have recovered, his words are the truth, not threatening Jian Chen.

"Delaying time? is not ......"

Jian Chen shook his head and smiled, "I just want to tell you the origin of Qian Feng, but since you don't want to hear it, then ...... See with your eyes!"

"Thousand Blades!"

His left hand suddenly froze, and his light and breezy expression suddenly dissipated from his face, transforming into a solemn one, and said in a deep voice: "Master Zu is really talented, and he can even make him come up with such a thousand blades!"

"I'll tell you, in fact, Qianfeng ......"

Qiang ——!

As he spoke, his left and right hands slammed into each other, and he shouted: "Qianfeng, it's actually the scabbard of the Blood-Draining Sword!"

When the words fell, the Wind Chasing Sword had already disappeared into the Thousand Blades, and immediately, I saw that for the first time, the black stick body had a silver-white light that was no longer silver-white.

Is that...... Blood!

The black color turned blood-red in an instant, and Qian Feng held it in Jian Chen's hand, as if he was holding a red-hot iron rod, and there was a swallowing blood that was spitting from the top of Qian Feng.

"Scabbard?"

Stunned, he knew that Qian Feng could transform weapons, but what he didn't know was that inside the exquisitely designed Qian Feng, there was still a space that could wrap the Wind Chasing Sword.

This...... Is it really a scabbard?

(End of chapter)