Holding a dragon spear in his hand, he swaggered on the street, majestic and eye-catching.

The person concerned, Wu Xiaoyao, obviously didn't realize the sensation he caused, and from the moment he left the County King's Mansion, he was thinking about how to get rid of the pursuit of the County King's Mansion.

Long Zhantian's old horseman is not simple!

Wu Xiaoyao felt that the ordinary way to deal with Long Zhantian would not work, and he wanted to give Long Zhantian a resounding slap in the face.

Not making a noise can't make him sulk in his heart.

Being played as a monkey, Wu Xiaoyao couldn't swallow this breath, in the treasure house, he could have only chosen the dragon spear, and he was not angry, he took the blood red sword, and there was also a reason to vent.

The image of a good man who stood up to the sky and the earth immediately became vivid, and the blood-red sword exuded a strange aura, and Wu Xiaoyao really didn't like it.

Spooky?

Wu Xiaoyao thinks that he is a straightforward person, he will not beat around the bush, he is ruthless to the enemy, and he holds a grudge with two words.

Long Zhantian's feeling of being on top made Wu Xiaoyao very angry, and he wanted to fight back.

With his strength, he has no hope at present, thinking that he can only relieve his hatred by waiting to advance to the Soul Realm, beat Long Zhantian, and rob his treasure house.

Wu Xiaoyao planned to charge interest, and Long Zhantian would send someone to follow him, and he could think of it with his toes.

He wasn't stupid enough to go directly to join Hai Ao, the top priority was to reach a consensus with Hai Ao, and the only way was to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm.

Entering the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, he can use the speed of a silver warship to shake off the watchers hiding in the shadows.

Wu Xiaoyao didn't stop all the way, and when he walked outside the Linglong Pavilion, he shouted loudly: "I will go all the way, you will chase all the way, and if you have the ability to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm with me, it is Sun Tzu who will not go." ”

Wu Xiaoyao raised his middle finger at the crowd watching the excitement, and Edgeworth flew towards the secret area.

Hai Ao is not a stupid person, Wu Xiaoyao believes that Hai Ao can hear the meaning of his words.

In the courtyard opposite Linglong Pavilion, Hai Ao showed a smile on his face and muttered to himself: "Listening to his voice, there is fire in his stomach, he didn't die if he failed, and his life is really big." ”

Haiao stepped into the air, his figure was shrouded in light, the light became more and more dazzling, and in an instant, the light flickered, and Haiao disappeared into the courtyard.

The Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons.

Wu Xiaoyao put away the second-level flying sword, stepped on the silver warship, silently urged the spirit decision, and took off into the air.

"I'm beginning to suspect that the silver ship you said wasn't lost at all. ”

An abrupt voice floated into Wu Xiaoyao's ears on the silver warship, and Wu Xiaoyao followed the prestige, staring at Haiao who suddenly appeared on the silver warship and said, "You shouldn't have appeared." ”

"What?"

Hai Ao was stunned, and before he could react, a powerful momentum suddenly swept over.

"I can't even shake off the silver warship, so it seems that I can only fight hard. ”

Wu Xiaoyao glared at the unknown Hai Ao, staring at the black-robed man floating in the air.

"What's the situation?" Haiao asked.

"What nonsense, join forces to deal with him, or you and I will die. Wu Xiaoyao was more dignified than he had ever been, he held the dragon spear in his hand, staring at the man in the black robe.

"Follow me back to the county king's mansion, and if there is resistance, I will knock you unconscious and take you back. ”

The voice was cold and emotionless, and I only hated myself for wearing too little in my ears, and the coldness made people shiver.

"He's very strong, I'm afraid you and I will ...... together"

Haiao is also in the realm of channeling souls, he can personally feel the threat from the other party, in the face of such a powerful enemy, resist or be captured?

There is no chance of winning the resistance, and it is even more shameless to be knocked unconscious.

Hai Ao thought to himself, his eyes looked at Wu Xiaoyao, and when he met Wu Xiaoyao's gaze, he felt ashamed.

Wu Xiaoyao's eyes were full of essence, that was the desire to fight, and he had no fear of the strong.

It's a challenge to cross borders!

My realm is not worse than Wu Xiaoyao, is it possible that my great disciple of the Moon Worship Sect is not as good as a person in the realm of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Memory Realm?

Hai Ao was inspired by Wu Xiaoyao to be arrogant in his bones, and he said loudly: "Wu Xiaoyao, you and I fight the enemy together, and there is no regret in death!"

"Fart, I don't want to die. ”

"Stubborn, sealed!"

The black-robed powerhouse snorted coldly, waved his hand in the void, and a little light condensed in the void, transforming into a fishing net.

The fishing net condensed by the aura pounced on Wu Xiaoyao, Haiao and the two, Wu Xiaoyao looked up to the sky and roared, holding the dragon spear in his hand, and shouted: "The gun is like a dragon!"

The power of the dragon spear, the wind and the dragon!

Wu Xiaoyao doesn't know how to shoot at all, and when he fights, he shouts out a gun like a dragon, but in fact, he still uses a sword trick, and his own sword trick is like a meteor!

Dare to use the robbery as a long sword, Wu Xiaoyao should be the first person.

Wu Xiaoyao's attack speed was extremely fast, the opponent's speed was even faster, and the coiling dragon spear had not touched his clothes, and the person had already opened a distance of nearly 100 meters from Wu Xiaoyao.

"It's not a shooting, you dare to frame me!"

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will not shoot Wu Xiaoyao, and he will not be able to shoot with a coiling dragon gun, and he will be recognized by the other party at a glance.

"Lao Tzu is happy, I don't like you to bite me!"

Wu Xiaoyao put away the coiled dragon spear, held the blood-red sword in his hand, threw a few sword flowers at random, and said coldly: "I use a gun to bully you, look at my sword like a meteor!"

The sword is like a shooting star!

Fast, block, blazing fast.

Wu Xiaoyao's figure flashed, and the blood-red sword was already close in front of the black-robed powerhouse, and just when Wu Xiaoyao felt that victory was in sight, the opponent's figure disappeared again.

"Fuck me!"

Wu Xiaoyao couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and the speed of the other party's movement made Wu Xiaoyao crazy.

Holding the blood-red sword in his hand, casting the sword like a meteor is already Wu Xiaoyao's strongest attack method, and the opponent's easy dodge makes Wu Xiaoyao depressed.

For the first time, he felt frustration, and the other party was dodging when he was about to succeed, clearly on purpose.

Long Zhantian treats me like a monkey, you can also learn from him, damn it!

Wu Xiaoyao roared in a low voice, and as soon as his spiritual thoughts moved, the cold aura in the dantian attacked the black-robed powerhouse.

"Grandson quickly dodge, grandpa, don't touch my cold spiritual fire, if you touch it, you will die. ”

Wu Xiaoyao shouted, using the agitation method to force the other party to resist.

The other party is not stupid at all, he dodges the cold aura at will, and the chill aura can't touch the other party for a while, but the other party is playing with the chill aura fire.

Damn it!

Damn the guys!

I'm going to be angry!

Wu Xiao vented hysterically, he hated the strong man in the black cloak in front of him.

Tear him to pieces, and there is no forgiveness!

Wu Xiaoyao's clear eyes gradually became clouded with a layer of blood red, and no one saw the blood red sword in Wu Xiaoyao's hand flickering with a faint light.

At the height of Wu Xiaoyao's anger, a blood-red light shot into the center of Wu Xiaoyao's eyebrows.

"Release your soul, merge with Benjun, your long-cherished wish Benjun will help you complete, just kill a mortal, Benjun's one look is enough. ”

Wu Xiaoyao's eyes exuded a strange blood-red light, and the corners of his mouth revealed a wicked arc.

Wu Xiaoyao's body slowly floated in the air, and Hai Ao stared at Wu Xiaoyao with a confused expression.

How could he be in the Great Perfection Realm in the late stage of the Memory Realm, how could he float in the air like the Soul Realm?

It's such a strong killing intent, what's wrong with him?

Hai Ao's soul was trembling, and he instinctively urged the silver warship to leave far away, and the farther away from Wu Xiaoyao, the safer it was.

Hai Ao avoided it from a distance, and the strong man in the black robe also felt the killing intent from Wu Xiaoyao's body, and he felt a retreat in his heart.

"Want to go?" Wu Xiaoyao smiled coldly: "It's late!"

Wu Xiaoyao slowly raised the blood-red sword and swung it towards the black-robed powerhouse, and the blood-red sword conjured a blood-red light.

The light condensed into a half-moon shape, instantly penetrating the body of the black-robed powerhouse.

One hit kills!

The black-robed powerhouse doesn't even have a chance to dodge!

Hai Ao in the distance was cold, he just wanted to leave quickly, he didn't want to stay here for a second.

"Uh......"

Wu Xiaoyao glanced back at Hai Ao, Hai Ao's body seemed to have been electrocuted, his body trembled, and the idea of escaping in his mind was gone, he knew that if he left, he would die.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. ”

Hai Ao mustered up the courage to shout twice, he felt in a trance that the Wu Xiaoyao in front of him was not the Wu Xiaoyao he knew, even if he didn't open his mouth, the other party could understand what he meant.

What happened to Wu Xiaoyao?

Hai Ao didn't dare to think about it, restrained himself from eliminating distracting thoughts, the only thing he could do was wait, as for what to wait for and when, he didn't know.

"The person you hate has been settled, relax yourself, and merge perfectly with your soul. ”

The strange spiritual fire, the pearl of life in the dantian, this body is simply tailor-made for this monarch, perfect!

"Who are you? Get out of my body!

The hatred in Wu Xiaoyao's heart dissipated, like a tide rising and falling.

When there was no hatred in his heart, the unfamiliar existence in his mind made Wu Xiaoyao very dissatisfied.

"Benjun has helped you a lot, and has solved the existence that you want to solve but can't solve for you, and Benjun is not very demanding, just borrowing your body. ”

Lend me my body?

The corners of Wu Xiaoyao's mouth twitched, and he roared in his mind: "Put your mother's fart, where are you borrowing me, get out!"

"If you don't listen to Benjun's good words, it looks like you want to be scattered!"

The threat made Wu Xiaoyao angry.

"Cold spiritual fire, burn it for Lao Tzu!"

"Crazy, how can the spiritual fire enter your mind, if you burn Benjun, even you will be implicated, and you will not be happy if Benjun dies. ”

"Burn, burn, burn, burn!"

The cold aura and spiritual fire rushed from the dantian to the mind to support, and Wu Xiaoyao's bold and reckless actions completely frightened the person who claimed to be Benjun.

"How about you and I using the same body together? When you meet someone you can't solve, Benjun can help. ”

"Die!"

"If you want to save your beloved, Benjun can help, as long as you stop, Benjun's strength will be restored, and you can resurrect your beloved. ”

"Get out!"

"Benjun can let you leap into the soul realm, and in the middle of the soul realm, you need to carry the three small tribulations in the three hundred and sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, and you can survive it unharmed with this jun. ”

Wu Xiaoyao was unmoved, the cold aura and spiritual fire approached, and a wisp of soul that claimed to be Benjun was burned in an instant.

After invading the soul burning, Wu Xiaoyao had some more memories in his mind that did not belong to him.

Wu Xiaoyao eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart and sorted out some memories in his mind.

The blood-red sword that I got by chance in my hand is called the Blood Sword, which is the blade of the Blood-Dripping Evil King.

Self-realization of the blood sword, spanning thousands of years!

There has never been a survivor in the hands of the Blood Evil King, and the heavier the killing, the easier the Blood Dripping Sword Technique will be, and the more powerful it will be.

Wu Xiaoyao closed his eyes tightly, holding the blood-dripping sword in his hand, and comprehended the blood-dripping sword technique that the Blood-dripping Evil Monarch had realized.

The blood-dripping sword trick has only one move.

According to the memory of the Blood-Dripping Evil Monarch, the sword speed is extremely slow, when you stab a sword, others can see it clearly, and die without resistance, this means that the blood-dripping sword technique has been practiced.

Wu Xiaoyao devoted himself to selfless practice, every time he swung the sword at the fastest speed, he swung the blood-dripping sword more times, and gradually had a ghost, but there was no so-called "slowness"

Wu Xiaoyao's comprehension of the sword technique is amazing, if the Bloodless Evil Monarch knows that he has created the Bloodshed Sword Technique Wu Xiaoyao can comprehend it once, and he will be relieved to die.

In the blink of an eye, you stabbed tens of thousands of times, in the eyes of the other party, your sword is slow, and when the other party mocks you, you don't know that he is dead.

Comprehension and cultivation are two concepts, Wu Xiaoyao has a thorough comprehension but lacks practice, and he can't be said to be able to use the blood-dripping sword technique freely.

"What are you doing?" Hai Ao in the distance found that the terrifying killing intent had disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, in addition to being surprised, Guan Wu kept waving the long sword in his hand, and his heart was confused.