And now, at the time of necessity.

Qi Ming wants to use blood to kill the ancestor as a whetstone, and completely extinguish the prestige of the blood killing ancestor.

"How is this possible? If you haven't reached the realm of the Martial Sect, you can actually fly into the sky. ”

The eyes of the Blood Killing Ancestor were wide open, as if he had seen something fantastical.

"Old thief, die!"

At this moment, Qi Ming directly pierced through the terrifying palm power, appeared in front of the Blood Killing Ancestor, and blasted out another punch.

Rumble.

A sonic boom sounded, and the air was directly blasted.

Seeing this scene, the Blood Killing Ancestor immediately rose into the air again and flew to one side.

But how could Qi Ming let the Blood Killing Ancestor escape.

Directly drive the wings of the big winged Jinpeng to kill the blood killing ancestor.

Rumble.

Another deafening sonic boom.

The Blood Killing Ancestor couldn't dodge, and was directly affected by the punch.

He was wounded in one arm, blood running down his robe, and his face turned pale.

"Stinky boy, you've succeeded in provoking me, I'm going to kill you!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes were red, his facial features were distorted, and his face was hideous, like a demon reborn.

Forthwith.

The Blood Knife Ancestor took out a scimitar.

"Blood Killing Knife Technique - Blood Kill!"

The Blood Killing Ancestor slashed out, and the sword light hundreds of meters long pierced the sky, and even the space was exploded.

From afar, Qi Ming felt the pain on his face like a knife.

Such a powerful sword aura is not something that his body can resist.

"Sword intent little sword out!"

With a low snort.

A crystal clear sword intent as thick as a little thumb flew out from Qi Ming's dantian.

Shout.

The sound of breaking the air is loud.

The crystal clear little finger-thick sword intent, the small sword shot straight towards the blood-colored sword light hundreds of meters long.

Knort.

A clash of gold and iron exploded.

Immediately, a crack appeared where the blood-colored sword light collided with the sword intent small sword, and then shattered like a spider's web.

Collapse.

With a landslide, the blood-colored knife light directly shattered away, turning into a little fluorescence and dissipating.

"Good boy, you have the talent to defy the sky in public, and you actually comprehend the sword intent that is rare in a hundred years, but today you are going to die here, and it must feel good to torture Tianjiao. ”

When the Blood Sword Ancestor saw the sword intent little sword, he laughed instead of being angry:

"Blood Killing Knife Technique - Blood Slaughter!"

Forthwith.

The Blood Knife Ancestor slashed down with another sword.

I saw a thousand-meter-long blood-colored river falling from the sky, as if the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.

The terrifying bloody breath permeated the air, which was disgusting!

"Oh no, the old brute is going to do his best. ”

Qi Ming saw the thousand-meter-long blood-colored river, and a sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

Even if he used a fourth-level ninth-grade humanoid puppet, I am afraid he would not be able to resist it.

Forthwith.

He thought of the Eight Desolation Demon Sword.

The Eight Desolation Demon Sword is a ground-level superb Xuan Soldier, and its power is earth-shattering.

Moreover, the terrifying killing aura contained in it is extremely terrifying, and it will definitely burst out with terrifying power.

The next moment.

Qi Ming took out the Eight Desolation Demon Sword.

The Eight Desolation Demon Sword was a long sword with a pitch-black body, and its body was full of scratches, but it exuded a terrifying killing aura.

When Qi Ming held the Eight Desolation Demon Sword in both hands, he felt a powerful killing consciousness rush towards his brain, as if he wanted to occupy the magpie's nest.

"Refining the magic technique, suppress me!"

Qi Ming shouted violently, exerting the Divine Refining Technique to the maximum extent, suppressing the killing consciousness in the Eight Desolations Demon Sword.

Forthwith.

Qi Ming held the Eight Desolation Demon Sword in his hand, and poured the sword intent small sword into the Eight Desolation Demon Sword, slashing out an extremely terrifying sword light.

Shout.

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

A terrifying killing sword aura erupted, thousands of meters long.

Thundered.

The explosions continued, and the explosions were repeated.

Thousands of meters of killing sword qi and thousands of meters of blood-colored rivers collided fiercely, erupting into an earth-shattering explosion.

The killing sword qi and the blood-colored river are stalemate.

This move is evenly matched and evenly divided.

"It is worthy of being a ground-level superb Xuan Soldier - the Eight Desolation Demon Sword, the power that erupts is so terrifying, if it can be in the hands of my sect, it will definitely be able to sweep the four major sects and unify the Guyue Dynasty. ”

The Blood Killing Ancestor looked at the Eight Desolation Demon Sword greedily and said in amazement.

Bang.

After an earth-shattering bang.

The long river shattered, and the sword qi was annihilated.

"Stinky boy, take me again!"

The Blood Killing Ancestor became more and more excited, and he slashed out with another sword.

"Blood Killing Knife Method—Blood Dragon!"

A blood-colored dragon thousands of meters long burst out, shaking its head and tail, and rushing towards Qi Ming with its teeth and claws.

Rise.

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the universe.

The terrifying dragon power rushed to his face, and the suppressed Qi Ming couldn't move, as if he was going to squash him directly.

"Martial soul is now. ”

Qi Ming will not sit still.

A three-foot-long ancient long sword martial spirit emerged behind him.

It is a Xuan-level nine-grade martial spirit.

The quaint long sword exuded a divine might, like a heavenly sword.

"Damn, Xuan-level nine-rank martial soul, it's really a demon, I'll let you grow up, I'm afraid that the entire Blood Sword Hall is not your opponent, and you will definitely die today." ”

When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw the martial soul behind Qi Ming, his face immediately changed greatly, and he became more and more afraid of Qi Ming.

If you let the Blood Knife Ancestor know that Qi Ming's Black Snake Martial Soul has reached the third rank of the ground level, I am afraid that he will vomit blood on the spot.

However, the main power of the Black Snake Martial Soul is still the devouring power, while the Sword Martial Soul can provide a greater increase in strength to Qi Ming.

As the ancient long sword emerged, the momentum on Qi Ming's body continued to rise, and soon reached a terrifying level.

He was angry, like wolf smoke billowing out, stirring the nine heavens and clouds to change color.

"The Great Five Elements Sword Technique - Five Elements Grow Together!"

Forthwith.

Qi Ming showed the ground-level low-grade swordsmanship - the Great Five Elements Sword Technique.

I saw Qi Ming slash out with a sword, and a five-colored sword light slashed out, which was thousands of meters long.

The five-color sword light is gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the five-color sword light is mutually reinforcing, all-encompassing, restraining the heavens, and the power is terrifying.

Then bless the terrifying killing aura of the Eight Desolation Demon Sword, as well as the divine power of the ancient long sword martial spirit.

The power of this five-colored sword light burst out can be described as earth-shattering, destroying the world.

Thundered.

The explosions continued, and the explosions were repeated.

The kilometer-long five-colored sword light and the thousand-meter-long blood-colored dragon collided fiercely.

The five-colored sword light continued to burst out, and the five-colored sword light eroded the blood-colored dragon.

The blood-colored dragon also continued to bite, claws striking the five-colored sword light.

For a time, the two were on par and evenly divided.

After a dozen breaths.

The five-colored sword light shattered, and the blood-colored dragon collapsed.

"How is this possible?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor had a shocked look on his face, he had already used almost all his strength, and he couldn't even take Qi Ming.

This was a bit hard for him to accept.

Moreover, Qi Ming's momentum has not subsided, and the momentum of his whole body is still rising, which makes the Blood Knife Ancestor a little afraid.

He didn't know how many hole cards Qi Ming still had.

And.

The demonic power on the Eight Desolation Demon Sword was getting stronger and stronger, and he felt that he couldn't resist it.

"Damn it, the next time we meet, it's your death day. ”

After weighing the pros and cons, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately decided to leave.