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Seeing that Xiao Ling was silent, the Bloody Ancestor knew that he had guessed correctly, and this time just now also allowed him to recover, and the killing intent in his eyes burst out unabashedly.

Seeing the appearance of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Xiao Ling didn't dare to relax at all, put away the extra thoughts in his heart, pointed at the divine sword, and waited intently.

"Xiao Ling, this trick, the old man has not performed it for many years, and you are proud to be able to die under this trick. The Bloody Ancestor caressed the blade of the Skull Bloody Knife with his palm, and a strange look appeared in his eyes, as if the knife in his hand was his most beloved and precious thing.

Seeing that the bloody ancestor had a different expression, Xiao Ling also closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them suddenly. As Xiao Ling's eyes opened, a mighty sword intent was born from his heart, and the heavens and the earth were silent for a while.

"Xiao Ling, do you know why the knife in my hand is called the Skeleton Blood Demon Knife?" The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyelids raised slightly, as if he was reluctant to take his eyes off the blade, and his voice was also extremely light, as if he was worried that the sound would be a little louder and disturb the knife in his hand.

"How would I know?" Xiao Ling thought that the other party was brewing some ultimate killing move, but he didn't expect the other party to ask such a sentence without a head, and he was stunned at the moment, and then said angrily. Please, this skeletal bloody knife is yours, not mine, I haven't seen it a few times, I don't know much about this thing, how do I know why it's called that.

"Hehe, of course you won't know why it's called that. As if he hadn't heard Xiao Ling's unkind tone, the Blood Demon Ancestor still said softly.

Seeing that the other party said "Of course you won't know why it's called this", the corners of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched, this person is sick, he knows that I don't know and asks me this question, isn't this sick?

"Hehe, the name of the blood demon is easy to understand, but the word skeleton contains a great meaning. "The Bloody Ancestor seemed to have suddenly changed into a person, his previous killing intent was completely reined in, and the whole person seemed to have changed from a murderer with bloody hands to an artist who was appreciating a perfect work of art.

Hearing this, Xiao Ling shifted his gaze slightly, looking at the two skeletons on both sides of the blade of the Skull Blood Demon Knife. At this moment, the blood-colored red light on the blade of the knife rose and fell slightly, swallowing endlessly, making the two skeletons seem to come to life under the red light, opening their hideous and terrifying mouths, wanting to choose people to devour.

"Could it be that the name of the skeleton has something to do with these two skeleton patterns? A faint doubt lingered in Xiao Ling's heart, but he really didn't have time to think about these things now.

Slashing the Bloody Ancestor under the sword is the most important thing at the moment!

"Xiao Ling, if you can take the old man's move, then the old man will turn around and leave, and the feud between you and me will be written off!"

When Xiao Ling was thinking about how to defeat the Bloody Ancestor, the other party's voice exploded like a thunderbolt, and the awe-inspiring shouts contained extreme confidence.

As soon as the words settled, Xiao Ling's heart was shocked, since the other party said such words, and was so confident, he would definitely not be untargeted, and the next move was probably a real killing move.

"Blood Demon Ancestor, I said that even if your cultivation is higher than mine, you may not be able to defeat me, let alone kill me. As for what kind of words like turning around and leaving, you can save it, because, even if you stop now, I will kill you under the sword!"

"Good boy, you really deserve to be the one who can destroy the old man's bloody knife, just with your momentum and courage, the destruction of the bloody knife in your hands is not unjust. Now, though, get ready to experience what it's like to die, and the moment you experience it, you'll understand why the Skeleton Blood Blade is called the Skeleton Blood Blade!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor drank in a deep voice, his momentum changed, and the blood around his body suddenly soared. The right hand violently exerted force, and the skeletal blood sword that was originally gently held in his hand also burst out with red light, but it did not fill the sky like before, but only reflected in the surrounding three zhang radius and no longer diffused forward.

With a slash of the long knife in the Blood Demon Ancestor's hand, the blood swung and left a faint blood-colored trace in the air, as if it was about to cut the space. And the Blood Demon Ancestor's gaze has always been on the skull Blood Demon Knife, without moving the slightest, and its eyes are becoming softer and softer, as if he is not looking at a knife, but his most beloved woman.

Immediately, the bloody ancestor turned his sword, and the sharp blade pointed directly at Xiao Ling on the opposite side, faintly locking Xiao Ling in the offensive.

A strange sense of oppression enveloped Xiao Ling, making Xiao Ling's forehead sweat slightly, after all, there was a big gap between the two of them in the realm of cultivation. However, under this kind of oppression, a hot battle intent surged in Xiao Ling's chest like boiling water.

Of all the opponents he had encountered, from the Wanhua Monk to Murong Tian, no one had been able to put such a heavy pressure on Xiao Ling, however, the performance of the Blood Demon Ancestor was extremely obvious, he was an extremely strong and extremely difficult opponent. However, under pressure, the arrogance in Xiao Ling's bones is also stimulated, and the character of not easily admitting defeat is also vividly reflected at this moment.

Xiao Ling's body stiffened suddenly, and his voice was clear, sweeping away some of the depression that had been generated under the opponent's attack before: "Blood Demon Ancestor, I see that your skull Blood Demon Knife is by no means a good thing, and it is a scourge to keep it, so let me destroy it!"

The Bloody Ancestor is alone, and it is estimated that no one will grieve for him when he dies; Xiao Ling is different, his parents are still alive, and the second uncle's family of three is also his relatives, if he dies, not to mention whether the Bloody Ancestor will be unfavorable to them, the news of his death alone will cause a huge blow to his parents. Parents aside, there are three masters, if they die so simply, wouldn't they live up to the kindness of the three masters in the past seven years and the strong expectations they have for themselves?

Therefore, Xiao Ling believes that he will never be defeated!

Xiao Ling's voice was like thunder, echoing all around, and that sky-high arrogance made the bloody ancestors who were intoxicated in their own world slightly startled.

The voice fell, Xiao Ling slowly took a step forward, his right hand suddenly forced, and the divine sword pointed directly at the bloody ancestor. With Xiao Ling's movements, a gust of wind suddenly appeared around him, bringing off sand and rocks, blowing the clothes of the two of them, and the sound of hunting.

"One last move, I will let you understand that the level of cultivation does not absolutely determine the outcome of the victory!"