Chapter 157: The First Seat of the Gen Vein
The shēn form of blood madness is stagnant, and his eyes are full of shock.
He was a ninefold powerhouse in the Yuan God Realm, but he was actually stabbed by Zhang Xuanji of the Spiritual Void Realm Ninefold
But this is the other party's way of exchanging injuries for support, you Zhang Xuanji risked hurting me, but I can take your life!
The blood maniac's eyes condensed slightly, and the bloody knife in his hand swept out behind his back.
Zhang Xuanji tapped his toes and stepped back.
The corners of the blood maniac's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a sneer.
It's late!
At such a close distance, with the length of the blood knife and the range of attack, Zhang Xuanji would definitely be killed by himself!
Although it takes a lot of points to poison and detoxify yourself, it is far enough to kill Zhang Xuanji to get the other party's points!
The blood knife waved, Zhang Xuanji retreated abruptly, and there was no picture of the blood maniac imagining that he stopped his waist and broke off.
What's going on?
The blood maniac was horrified in his heart, and his face was full of disbelief.
The distance where he just swung the knife should have been exactly what Zhang Xuanji had cut into two volleys to kill!
Why is Zhang Xuanji safe and sound?
The blood maniac suddenly felt that the blood knife in his hand seemed to become lighter, and he looked down at the blood knife in his hand fiercely.
The bloody knife knife (shēn) is gone, and only the handle of the knife is held in his hand
The ground is full of shattered fragments of the Blood Knife!
"No!"
The blood maniac's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground and picked up the fragment of the blood knife, unable to accept the facts in front of him.
His own blood knife was the top three spiritual weapons in the Lawson Dao Sect, how could it be destroyed?
Although this is the Supreme Secret Realm World, the contestants are all consciousness into it to condense entities, but the weapons and magic weapons are all brought in from outside, and they are real level spiritual weapons.
Now that the blood knife is broken, the blood knife is really destroyed.
Even if he finally got out of the Supreme Secret Realm, the blood knife would be gone!
This is a first-level spiritual weapon!!
What if you win the first place in the Supreme Secret Realm?
The loss of the destruction of the Blood Knife is too great, and it is impossible to make up for any ranking and result achieved by yourself!
Moreover, the blood knife is the treasure of the Rosen Daomen, how will he explain it when he returns to the sect, and how will the teachers punish him?
The blood madness fell to his knees, his mind was blank, and the whole person seemed to have no soul.
Lin'an, who was trapped in the blood-colored blood pillar, finally broke free from the shackles of the blood pillar.
At this moment, the Buddha's light was full of light, and the golden holy lotus bloomed in the void.
Lin An rushed out, just in time to collide with Zhang Xuanji's eyes.
Zhang Xuanji looked at Lin'an and nodded slightly, Lin'an suddenly understood, took off the Buddha beads and bound the blood madness.
The blood madness was completely immersed in the painful despair of the destruction of the blood knife at this moment, and he didn't notice the shrouded Buddha beads at all.
The Buddha beads tied the blood madness again and the knot was strong, and he couldn't move at all.
Seeing that the blood madness was subdued again, Zhang Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quietly put away the Divine Sword Emperor Yuan.
Just now, he used Di Yuan to break the blood knife of the blood madness.
In the eyes of the blood maniac, he exchanged injuries for support, but in fact, he was the only one who supported!
Long Live God (diàn), Hongqiao Square.
Where everyone in Lawson Daomen was, there was an uproar.
"The Blood Knife is destroyed!"
"Bloodmadness has been caught!"
"The bloody madness has been arrested, and the bloody knife has been destroyed!
"Our Lawson Dao Sect's Supreme Treasure Blood Knife was destroyed by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"
......
A black-robed old man at the head of the Lawson Dao Sect immediately stood up and looked in the direction of the Long Live God (diàn): "Wu Cao Shouzao, your disciple destroyed the blood knife of my Lawson Dao Sect!
"What!"
On Hongqiao Square, countless people were shocked.
The Lawson Daomen Blood Knife, which is a high-level spiritual weapon, how could it be destroyed in the battle of the Supreme Secret Realm, the Yuan Shen Realm and the contestants below the ninth level?
Wait!Listening to what Elder Lawson Daomen meant, it was the disciple of the first Wu Cao of the Kun Vein who destroyed the blood sword?
Which disciple under Wu Cao's seat actually has such strength?
On the viewing table in Hongqiao Square, many people also stood up and said that this matter was true.
The bubble of consciousness that these people watched was the same people who Qiongshan participated in the siege of Zhang Xuanji and Lin'an.
Wu Cao has been paying attention to Zhang Xuanji's consciousness bubble, although she saw the blood knife shattered and destroyed, she didn't know how Zhang Xuanji did it.
At this moment, the people of the Lawson Dao Sect are asking for the Fa from themselves, and they still need to deal with it!
Feng Wudao looked at Wu Cao with a smile, obviously happy to see that Wu Cao was in trouble.
Wu Cao slowly got up (shēn) and looked at the black-robed elder of the Rosen Daomen: "Elder Heiyan, since it is a competition, it is inevitable that there will be some damage, how many disciples have lost their lives until now, let alone a dead thing?"
Wu Cao's eyes were slightly cold, and he said coldly: "I, Wu Cao, don't know, what kind of method does Elder Heiyan of the Rosen Dao Sect ask me for?"
Hei Yan immediately said loudly: "Wu Cao's first seat, the blood knife is the treasure of our Lawson Daomen, and it is of great significance to our Lawson Daomen!
"You can't understand my senior sister?"
On the other side of Wu Cao, the head of the Gen vein stood up (shēn), pointed at Hei Yan and said angrily: "If it is destroyed, it will be ruined! There are many human lives gone!
As soon as the first seat of the Gen vein said this, there was an uproar in the audience.
More people looked at Hei Yan of the Rosen Daomen, covering their mouths and snickering.
Gen buried the first Cui Daorong, which is a famous mouth in the cultivation world, and is known as the strongest mouth cannon behind his back.
Although he is one of the first seats of the Eight Veins of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, his status is comparable to that of Mount Tai Wendou, but he must not use the four words of high morality and respect, after all, his mouth is simply foaming at the mouth, and there is no (jìn) taboo, which makes countless people worship.
Hei Yan was speechless by Cui Daorong, and argued: "The blood knife is a first-level spiritual weapon, which has been inherited in the Lawson Dao Sect for countless years, and its value is immeasurable, you disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect destroyed the blood knife of our Lawson Dao Sect, and they are still so rude, it is ......."
"Who is rude?
Cui Daorong directly interrupted Hei Yan's words, pointed at the other party's nose and scolded: "Lao Tzu's age is enough for your grandfather! Your father and mother don't dare to talk to Lao Tzu here, what are you rude to Lao Tzu?
Hei Yan was robbed by Cui Daorong for a while, and he turned his back angrily, almost suffocating to death.
The people of Lawson Daomen hurriedly supported Hei Yan, and one of them looked at Cui Daorong: "Cui Shouzao, Elder Hei Yan (shēn) is not in good health, you ......"
"(shēn) is not in good health, and stays at home! What are you doing with an old face?"
Cui Daorong rolled his eyes: "Are you Rosen Daomen no one or what? Send such an old guy to lead the team! Unreasonable, immoral and talentless, unable to understand the importance of the matter, and shouting blindly!"
"Hey, you old thing will get sick and die in our Ten Thousand Swords Sect later, don't rely on us!"
Cui Daorong continued to say to himself: "Yes! This thing is really not good! A broken knife can be relied upon, and it is really unclear if the old guy dies!"