sword from heaven

Chapter 4 Burning Blood
The gentle breeze blows over the treetops and whistles softly, making the woods extremely quiet.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a black shadow flew out of the window of the pine house, and after landing it was a skeleton.

Feng Jin's face changed slightly.

This skeleton is wearing a yellow robe, which is similar to the clothes of the previous youth. Could it be that the devil is dead?
The bones were dull, and the flesh and blood were dry, obviously caused by magic skills.

Isn't that guy a master of magic?Why did he also get magic power?Is it crazy?
Song Yunge's voice transmitted into secret sounded in his ears: "It's the one he pretended to be."

Feng Jin suddenly understood, his face was gloomy and murderous.

It was the devil who devoured the flesh and blood of the person pretending to be, and used his magic skills so recklessly, it is beyond the law of heaven!

"It's now!" Song Yunge whispered through sound transmission.

He saw the yellow-robed youth through the open window, and saw four halos of red, blue-green, blue, and black flickering violently around him. It was obvious that his blood was not stable, and it was the best time to act.

Feng Jin flew out soundlessly like a bat.

He was in the air, and the skin between his brows instantly became transparent, as if disappearing. A small sword with the length of a little finger stood deep in the brow, spinning slowly, shining like a diamond.

When he was approaching the window, his figure suddenly swelled a circle and then shrunk again, which had activated Tianyue Mountain's secret technique of surpassing the sky.

As soon as the Yuetian Jue is activated, he can attract the power of the sky and the sky, and he immediately becomes a half-step sword master.

This Transcendent Art can cross the artistic conception and forcibly mobilize the power of heaven and earth beyond one level of oneself. It can be said to be extremely powerful, although it has to pay a huge price.

This is the foundation of Tianyue Mountain.

Like a wisp of light smoke, it got into the window, and the long sword came out of its sheath silently, as clear as a pool of autumn water, and slashed towards the yellow-robed youth on the couch.

The young man in yellow robe was sitting cross-legged on the couch, when he suddenly opened his eyes, facing the incoming sword without dodging or avoiding it, he flicked his left hand inside his sleeve.

Song Yunge suddenly shouted: "One foot to the left!"

Feng Jin moved like a lotus flower in the water, moving a foot to the left to avoid a strand of black silk, the sword light was already approaching the neck of the young man in yellow robe.

The young man in the yellow robe sat upright, smiling broadly, and raised his right palm to meet the sword tip.

"Chi!" The tip of the sword pierced through the back of his hand.

Feng Jin wanted to turn his sword to cut horizontally, but was caught by the bone of his hand.

The young man's bones were extremely hard, able to withstand the sword that cut iron like mud. Feng Jin felt that the long sword was cast into iron stone, but he couldn't draw it.

A huge suction force instantly came from the sword, making his blood vibrating and wanting to leave his body, and the majestic force from outside also wanted to leave his body.

"Magic skills!" Feng Jin spit out two words resentfully.

The Six Great Sects and the Demon Sect have a deep blood feud, accumulated from generation to generation, and it has reached the point where they cannot live together.

Song Yunge stood on the top of the tree with a solemn expression.

A gust of wind blew his gray robe lightly, still looking free and easy.

His eyes were clear, and the air-watching technique saw the four halos surrounding the yellow-robed youth suddenly rise, and they suddenly overwhelmed Feng Jin.

He suddenly knew something was wrong, and jumped into the air.

This guy is really weird!
The young man in yellow robe stopped the long sword with his right palm, and thrust forward with his left hand, strangely and swiftly.

Feng Jin hurriedly moved sideways, barely avoiding it.

The tyrannical suction on the sword made him in a dilemma. It was easy to let go and discard the sword, but without the sword, how would he perform his sword skills?If you don't let go, you can hardly bear the blood shock.

Just dodging the left palm, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the left arm suddenly grew, and the left palm, which was originally exhausted, moved forward, and he wanted to avoid it.

Song Yunge was still in the air. When he saw his left arm lengthen, the five-petal nails on his left hand suddenly swelled and turned into blood-red spikes, which instantly penetrated Feng Jin's chest. .

"Nether Blood Claw!" Feng Jin roared, "Tianmei!"

His blood froze in an instant, and the infinite coldness froze him, freezing the flow of vitality.

He felt that vitality was passing by quickly, his eyes were gradually turning black, and he felt annoyed, he should listen to Yun Ge, and ask some sword masters for help!

This devil actually practiced the martial arts of the exotic Tianmei!

Song Yunge swung his long sword with a clear light, and the snow-white pill that had been held in his left hand popped out gently.

When Xuebai Danwan was shot into Feng Jin's mouth, his long sword also pierced the eyebrows of the yellow-robed youth, and the immortal of the third form of Tianyue Nine Swords pointed the way.

The majestic force descended from the sky, poured into the body and introduced it into the sword, making the sword light clear and extremely fast.

Every time he casts it, he secretly marvels at the astonishing power of the Tianyue Nine Swords, even if the Tianyue Nine Swords are like this, let alone higher-level swordsmanship.

"Yun Ge, go away!" Feng Jin roared angrily and bumped his head against the young man in yellow robe, wanting to give Song Yunge a chance to escape.

The young man in the yellow robe sneered, shook Feng Jin with his left hand, and swung a long sword with his right hand, with five fingers holding a red light.

"Ding..." Song Yunge's long sword suddenly shot out from his hand, intersecting with his right claw and making a clear sound.

Song Yunge suddenly flew upside down, accelerated again after catching Feng Jin in the air, and shot out of the window instantly into the pine forest.

"Want to run?!"

The young man in yellow sneered, his right hand trembled, and the long sword stuck in his palm shot upside down into the wall and disappeared. When he pressed the bed with his left hand, he flew out of the window like a goshawk.

Feng Jin lay on Song Yunge's back, choking blood in his mouth, he laughed and said, "I knew you were carrying Shengshenghuadan!"

Shengsheng Haohua Pill melts when it enters the mouth, instantly dispelling the coldness of the body, the vitality will not disappear, and the life is temporarily saved.

"I gave it to them earlier, can you still eat it now?" Song Yunge looked back and said, "Don't be a good person like this in the future, you will only kill yourself!"

"Alas..." Feng Jin sighed and shook his head.

He didn't want to be a nice guy either, but he couldn't help it, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do that, and he couldn't pass his own test.

In the end, he could only succumb to his instinct and help.

Song Yunge turned his head and glanced at the yellow-robed youth again. As he got closer, he could see a cruel smile on his face, a cat-and-mouse smile.

He looked up at the blue sky.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining brightly. This is a rare good weather. The surrounding pine trees are lush and the fragrance of pine resin is lingering.

Intense unwillingness came to my heart, I was reincarnated to live a vigorous life, possessed superhuman mental strength, superhuman IQ, destined to stand on the top of the world and look down on all living beings, not to die for being so useless of!
But he was about to die here!
I still have too many regrets, and I have not waited for the turning point of fate, but I am going to die!
I just don't know if I will be reincarnated and experience the next period of life after my death.

Thinking of this, he suddenly fell silent.

That's right, death is just the beginning of the next period of life, so what is there to worry about in this life?
It seems that there is no such thing. I have been focusing on cultivation, indifferent to human feelings, and ordinary things are not hindered. It seems that I can walk safely.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt light all over.

Looking around again, the world has changed a bit, it is still the same world, but it seems to have changed.

Under this torment and tempering, the mind let go of life and death, crystal clear, spiritual power suddenly increased, and the understanding of heaven and earth also changed.

He urged Yue Tian Jue, his body swelled up and then shrunk, and then he threw another red pill into his mouth.

Feng Jin could see clearly, and said in a low voice, "You...you don't want to die!"

Use the Yuetian Jue first, and then take the Burning Blood Pill, you will definitely die in half an hour, even the Life and Life Pill cannot save you!
The Burning Blood Pill is the most explosive poison, it burns all the vitality into strength, although it cannot surpass the realm, it is like a tiger with wings added when combined with the Yuetian Jue.

If it is said that Song Yunge is only a half-step sword master when he casts the Yuetian Jue, then he can completely become a sword master with the Burning Blood Pill, with equal strength.

He was heartbroken: "You...you..."

Song Yunge turned his head to look behind, and said casually: "Either the two of us die together, or I die alone."

Since death is certain, why not fight?
After taking the Burning Blood Pill, there is no doubt that he will die, even if there is another Shengshenghaohua Pill, he will not be able to save himself.

He found that he was extremely calm at this moment, the anger, resignation and suffering that he had been experiencing since he entered Tianyue Mountain disappeared in an instant, and there was only relaxation, peace and tranquility.

From then on, I don't have to climb hard anymore, and I don't have to work hard, and I finally get great relief.

Feng Jin said: "Leave me alone, you can escape by yourself!"

Song Yunge laughed: "Brother, why bother to say these things, here we come!"

Escaping is impossible, since death is certain, then drag the demon lord on his back!
Feng Jin turned his head and stared at the yellow-robed young man floating towards him with vicious eyes.

He roared wildly in his heart and swore that it was this demon who killed Yun Ge, if he didn't kill this demon, he would not be a human being!
The yellow-robed youth licked his lips, and his cruel smile grew wider.

He likes to look at such vicious and unwilling eyes, which give him a sense of pleasure and excitement that dominates everything.

He approached lightly, with ease.

He didn't see Song Yunge with his back turned to him.

Song Yunge's small sword between the eyebrows spun at high speed into a mass of sword shadows, and the sleeve of his right arm was already covered with bloodstains, like red ropes tied with white jade, and like cracks in white porcelain.

A dagger was held upside down, tightly clung to his arm.

This is Tianyue Mountain's secret blood-pattern sword, which can superimpose the power one after another and condense it into one sword.

After using this sword, not only the meridians and even the bones of the arm will be shattered.

Unknown to others, he has always carried two swords, one long and the other short. This short sword has been stuck against his arm and is sucked by internal force. This is the first time he has used it.

When the yellow-robed youth was three feet away, he accelerated abruptly, drawing out an afterimage, and the first afterimage stuck to the two of them.

"Hey!" Song Yunge turned around and stabbed, white light flashed and screamed.

The yellow-robed youth didn't even have time to think, the short sword had already pierced his eyebrows.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes dimmed instantly, and he died out of breath.

His mouth was still open and his eyes were wide.

"Boom!" Song Yunge's right arm exploded into blood mist, and he could no longer hold the dagger.

The long sword was pierced between the eyebrows of the young man in yellow robe, he stood upright without falling, as if he was dying.

Song Yunge's right arm turned into a dense white bone, with no flesh or blood on it, and it was like white jade, with a faint luster.

He ignored his right arm and looked at the yellow robe youth, feeling the despair and unwillingness of the yellow robe youth.

Will I have such a day?Will he also be killed by a guy whose martial arts are far lower than his own?
So be careful when sailing for thousands of years, once you make a move, like a lion fighting a rabbit, you must completely knock down or even kill the opponent before you stop!
"Bang!" Feng Jin landed on his back.

He looked at Song Yunge with red eyes, his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.

This sword was supposed to be cast by myself. Fortunately, I am still the sword master, and my hands-on experience is not as good as that of a swordsman!
If he had used the blood-pattern sword from the beginning, he might have already killed the devil, so why would he cause Yun Ge to die!

He was so annoyed that he wanted to grab the ground with his head.

Song Yunge's right arm was only bones from the shoulder down, and the flesh and blood on the shoulder was scorched black, and the bleeding had stopped.

Feng Jin jumped up and yelled, "Good kill—!"

Song Yunge pulled out the sword and shook off the blood on the sword: "Brother, the credit is here!"

Feng Jin took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a snow-white pill and forced it towards Song Yunge.

Song Yunge leaned back to avoid it: "Brother, why waste it!"

"Submit!" Feng Jin glared at him.

Song Yunge said: "It's useless."

His heart was extremely peaceful and peaceful, full of relief.

"Eat it if it's useless!" Feng Jin shouted sullenly.

Song Yunge shook his head: "Keep it for yourself, it will come in handy."

"If you don't eat, I'll kill myself!" Feng Jin said coldly.

Seeing his serious expression, Song Yunge said helplessly, "Then listen to you!"

He took Shengsheng Huadan.

A gust of fresh air quickly circulated in the internal organs, the body was as light as a feather, and the pale face quickly burst into red.

He came to the young man in yellow robe, opened his skirt with the tip of his sword, and two pieces of jade fell out, one for a jade pendant and the other for a jade ring.

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