Su Changan's speed was getting faster and faster, and his eyes gradually became blood-red, and wisps of blood continued to spill out along his eye sockets. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment, he was in pieces.

Blood vessels burst all over the body.

The majestic sword intent from the Shushan Sword Shrine was a double-edged sword, which gave him incomparable strength, but at the same time, it also shattered all the vitality in his body.

In a sense, he should have been dead.

But he was alive.

He lives with an obsession, just like those swordsmen in Xiliang, even if he dies, he still has to swing this last and deadliest sword at the enemy.

Yes.

He was going to kill Xiahou Haoyu.

That's what he had intended from the beginning.

He knew very well that with Xiahou Haoyu's temperament, it was naturally impossible to let Gu Xianjun escape, and even if he did, with Xiahou Haoyu's means, it was only a matter of time before he wanted to capture them back.

In order to ensure Gu Xianjun's safety, Su Changan knew that he had to kill Xiahou Haoyu.

For this, he spared his life.

Xiahou Haoyu was shocked by the majestic sword intent, and even more chilled by Su Changan's determination to exchange his life for his life.

He wanted to retreat, but the majestic sword intent had already covered the entire space, and he could not avoid it.

Helpless, this emperor had a sense of arrogance in his heart.

His expression was shocked, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Back then, on the banks of the Li River, millions of male soldiers were never afraid of their heads, so why not be afraid of you, a hairy boy who has not dried up.

Thinking like this, the momentum around him was shocked, and the huge imperial phantom behind him suddenly rushed into his body, although he was still like that, but the momentum around him was as majestic as Mount Tai.

Then, the nine-headed evil dragon roared and slaughtered Su Changan with a strong momentum different from Fang Cai.

It was just a blink of an eye, and Su Changan's sword collided fiercely with the entangled nine-headed evil dragon.

Su Changan's body shook, the blood light in his eyes became thicker and thicker at that time, and the sword intent that was dense in this heaven and earth also frantically surged towards Su Changan at that time.

"Roar!"

I only heard the heart-rending wails sound.

In just a breath or two, the nine-headed mighty evil dragon was stirred into powder by those violent sword intent at this time.

This obviously greatly surprised Xiahou Haoyu.

But before he had time to be surprised, Su Changan's sword slashed straight again, pointing at his eyebrows.

Xiahou Haoyu, who couldn't help but be a little panicked, suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Changan's momentum around him was obviously a few points lower than before, he realized that Su Chang'an was now using power far beyond his realm one after another, and now he was on the verge of life and death, as long as he insisted for a while, he didn't need to make a move, Su Changan would inevitably be shattered by the force he said he had stimulated.

Thinking like this, Xiahou Haoyu once again transported the spiritual power around his body.

"Jiudingli!"

He shouted violently, and the nine-headed evil dragon that had just been shattered by Su Changan's sword intent resurfaced at that moment, and they roared in their mouths at that time, all of them turned into bronze giants, wrapped around Xiahou Haoyu's body.

He looked at Su Changan with a cold face.

In addition to being angry, he was inevitably a little resentful, if it wasn't for the reincarnation secret method he cast, which damaged his strength, how could he be afraid of Su Chang'an, who couldn't exert one-tenth of the power of this majestic sword intent at this moment?

However, where in this world is the regret medicine to buy?

No matter how much Xiahou Haoyu didn't dare in his heart, Su Changan's sword didn't hit the nine-headed giant tripod wrapped around him at that moment.

Both of them were shocked almost at the same time.

The nine-headed bronze giant tripod let out a long roar one after another, and the tripod body trembled, and even many of the giant tripods appeared on the tripod body like a poisonous snake crawling cracks.

But after all, it was impossible to completely break this barrier cast by Jiuding.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiahou Haoyu's mouth, which had overflowed with blood.

He knew he had won.

Su Changan's sword was his last sword.

No matter what kind of sword intent is mighty, no matter how powerful it is. As long as he took this sword, Su Changan would no longer have any strength left to fight him.

And Su Changan's performance at the moment also confirmed Xiahou Haoyu's guess very well.

He could clearly feel that the sword intent around Su Chang'an was gradually thinning, and the vitality in his body began to slowly dissipate over time.

I'm the winner!

Xiahou Haoyu thought like this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, just when he once again used the spiritual power of his body to give Su Changan a counterattack.

Su Changan, who seemed to have been covered with his own blood, but at that moment, an extremely strange spiritual power fluctuation rippled out of his body, and he seemed to use the last trace of strength in his body, and said softly in his mouth: "Immortal Book Blood Age!"

At that time, countless blood rays poured out from all corners of this Tongming Palace, frantically pouring into his body.

He was absorbing the flesh and blood power of those guests who died in this accident, which was naturally an extremely cruel method, but Su Changan couldn't care about it so much.

As Xiahou Haoyu thought, he has no follow-up power, and the majestic sword intent of Shushan has wiped out all his vitality, and all he can hold on to until now is just an obsession. His vitality will dissipate after this sword, and he will naturally die, but Gu Xianjun and even his father will inevitably be implicated because of this, and he doesn't want to do so, so he must kill Xiahou Haoyu.

In order to protect what he wanted to protect, Su Changan had already had the consciousness of bearing his sins.

So he didn't hesitate to use this cult.

And with the influx of these flesh and blood powers, his vitality once again seemed to be as majestic as a return to the light.

It gave him the strength to stab the last sword.

"Immortal Book Blood Age?!" With Xiahou Haoyu's vision, he naturally recognized this terrifying technique at a glance.

His face turned cold, obviously he didn't expect that this cult that had long been lost would fall into Su Changan's hands, and he didn't expect that as the heir of Tianlan Academy, Su Changan would actually cultivate such a vicious thing.

He felt a chill in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, and the spiritual power around his body was circling more and more frantically, wanting to kill Su Changan before he slashed out that sword again, but obviously his abacus failed.

"Four questions to the king, you can be a king!"

Su Changan's cold voice sounded again, and it fell on Xiahou Haoyu's ears, just like impermanence seducing the soul, Yan Luo's life made his heart tremble.

Su Changan's sword once again stirred the sword intent in the sky and killed Xiahou Haoyu, the clothes around him were already in tatters, the wound that had just coagushed into a blood scab broke again, and the hot blood gushed out again, and was raised indiscriminately by the sword intent in the sky.

He was covered in blood for a moment, like a flame burning in the night, and he rushed towards Xiahou Haoyu, as if he wanted to burn him up and burn himself out.

Bang!

A crisp explode.

Nine huge copper tripods were shattered at the same time.

Xiahou Haoyu's body was finally unreservedly exposed to Su Changan's cold sword blade at that time.