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Chapter 231 Blood Yadao and Chu Xisheng (Subscribe)

Chu Xisheng's figure was moving and flashing quickly on the river.

The close combination of Qin Muge's eighth-level "light cloud vertical" and seventh-level "snapshot body of time" makes his body style really have a taste of stepping on the time, and his body is like a flash.

Although the three killers on the river tried their best to escape, they couldn't escape Chu Xisheng's pursuit.

Following the flash of three half-arc saber lights, three blood mist exploded on the surface of the river.

All three bodies were decapitated and fell in Hanoi.

Chu Xisheng then flickered again, and jumped to the top of He Luoyu Zombie's head.

Things have changed here.

Now it's not the magician of the sixth rank who is trying to trap He Luoyu.It was He Luoyu Zombie who was pulling those golden threads desperately to prevent the magician from escaping.

This person was sweating all over his face.

These golden threads all came from a magic weapon in his body.

This thing was implanted in the spine of his body, and was supported by his whole body of energy, blood and soul, so that it could burst out with such a powerful force, and temporarily trapped He Luoyu, whose strength was comparable to that of the fifth rank.

But correspondingly, these golden threads were forcibly held by He Luoyu, and he was powerless to escape.

Not only can't escape, it's even hard to move!
So if time could be turned back, this sixth-grade magician would definitely not do such a stupid thing.

——This is courting death!
Those spies in the killing building are simply damned!
The cultivation base of the target in front of him has clearly entered the seventh rank!

His bloodline talent is clearly the best in the same class, and there is a powerful He Luoyu beside him.

The Shasheng Building actually only arranged two silver medals under the sixth rank and two gold medals under the sixth rank, attacking the target!

The sixth-grade artist's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

He was supposed to have a bright future, but this time he died so aggrievedly.

Chu Xisheng gave this person a playful look, and then he turned into a black shadow that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and at the same time swung his knife mercilessly.

"Canopy!"

Another blood mist exploded above the river.

The sixth-grade warlock was first beheaded by Chu Xisheng, and then his body was pulled by He Luoyu, and his whole body was broken into blood foam.

Chu Xisheng landed neatly on the river, turned to look downstream, and saw a familiar female figure.

She is about 25 years old, carrying an epee, taller than ordinary women, with phoenix eyebrows like the moon, and a beautiful face. It should be because of martial arts, her skin is healthy and wheat-colored.

It's just that her sleepy eyes, which should have been sleepy and lazy, were looking at him in amazement.

"Teacher Ye?"

Chu Xisheng was also very surprised. He put the knife back into its sheath immediately, clasped his fists and performed a disciple salute: "Master Ye, why are you here?"

The woman in front of him is none other than his current teacher in name, Ye Zhiqiu, the head coach of the East Campus of the Martial Arts Academy.

Ye Zhiqiu folded his hands on his chest and smiled: "When you left Xiushui County, I happened to have something important to go to Beijing. Today is just the right time. Seeing that you were blocked by these killers, I wanted to come here to help you." Bundle."

Of course this is not the case.

After testing Chu Xisheng's blood, Benshan's special envoy Zong Lingshu specifically told Zhengyang Martial Arts that they must focus on Chu Xisheng.

When Chu Xisheng set off from Xiushui County, both Lei Yuan and Jian Zangfeng were worried about Chu Xisheng's safety, and asked her to temporarily put aside the martial arts affairs and follow Chu Xisheng to Wang'an City.

Chu Xisheng didn't have any dangers that he couldn't overcome along the way, except that Ye Zhiqiu showed up and rushed to this guy today when he was chased and blocked by many killers from the killing building.

She thought that Chu Xisheng must not be able to deal with these killers, so when she came, she set her sights on this sixth-grade magician.

But just when Ye Zhiqiu was about to send this person to hell, he saw the scene where Chu Xisheng beheaded a sixth-rank expert with one blow.

After Ye Zhiqiu was surprised, his eyes flickered with strong interest: "But now it seems that I have done too much, these people are all enemies.

Xisheng, your cultivation should be at the seventh rank?The progress of this sword technique is also very fast, and the blood talent seems to have been strengthened a lot.how about it?Are you interested in chatting with me? "

Now she really wants to know what level Chu Xisheng's strength has reached?
Looking at Chu Xisheng's chasing wind knife and Qingyun Zong just now, it seems that they have reached the level of the seventh level, or even the eighth level?
And that wind and thunder martial intent has reached an extremely high level again!In particular, his fusion of mind and martial arts has clearly reached the level of integration.

——This is a bit shocking!

Chu Xi heard the words, but his heart was touched by it.

He saw at a glance that Ye Zhiqiu was not telling the truth.

Although he didn't know the reason why Ye Zhiqiu came here, but this person obviously accompanied him all the way and was secretly protecting his safety.

He smiled casually: "How can the disciple's current level be worthy of the word 'discussion'? It should be the disciple who asks the instructor for advice. But can we wait until we return to Xiushui County? It's not very convenient along the way."

Chu Yunyun once said that Ye Zhiqiu's innate understanding is also at the level of a super genius.

Her cultivation talent may be inferior to Lu Luanli, far above Iron Madman.It was only because of his background as a commoner that he delayed his cultivation and entry into the country.

Therefore, although Ye Zhiqiu's cultivation is only on the sixth rank, her combat power may exceed her own Yuan Gong by a whole rank!
In the future, once his teacher enters the Wuxiang Inner Sect, it will be like stepping on the broad road, and he will surely soar into the sky.

In fact, people like Ye Zhiqiu are the backbone of various large sects.

They all have extremely high talent for cultivation, but because of their family background, their fame is not obvious, and cultivation is difficult. They can only struggle in the army and in the rivers and lakes, earning cultivation resources step by step, and slowly climbing up. .

As long as these people show their sharp edges and stand out from the crowd, the six great gods will pay more attention to them, devote a lot of resources, and try their best to cultivate them.

Jian Zangfeng and Ye Zhiqiu are the best among them.

They may be one step or even two steps slower at the beginning, but their future achievements will not be inferior to those super arrogances in the Qing Yun general list.

Even because their minds tend to be more stable, the upper limit is usually higher.

Chu Xisheng also wanted to fight Ye Zhiqiu once, to experience the martial arts of this coach.

However, he prefers to use his own strength instead of relying on Qin Muge's character card.

Chu Xisheng predicted that when he returned to Xiushui, his strength should not be inferior to that of Qin Muge, who was 12 years old and one day old, or even better.

"Return to Xiushui? That's fine." Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly.

Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to take a comprehensive test of Chu Xisheng's martial arts level.

However, it is really inconvenient to fight against the river, and it is impossible to enjoy yourself.

The section of the river from the capital to the canal is the busiest section of the Canglang River for shipping.

There are as many as tens of thousands of boats passing through this river every day.

And when Chu Xisheng was fighting those killers just now, the twenty or so merchant ships and passenger ships passing by had to retreat to the north bank for fear of being involved.

Fighting Chu Xisheng in full view will only expose his martial arts and talent completely.

Especially Chu Xisheng was accompanied by a dubious guy——

Just when Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about this, another dark-skinned, slender figure of a woman also stepped across the river, running towards the south bank.

Ji Qianqian rushed to the vicinity of Chu Xisheng, and first glanced around.

At this time, blood was still floating on the river, and with her divine sense, she sensed the corpse rolling with the river below the water.

And the ten tentacles of He Luoyu Zombie are picking up all kinds of spoils from them.

It stripped off the corpses one by one of the seventh-rank and even sixth-rank magical artifacts, and sent them to the deck of the two-sail passenger ship.

Ji Qianqian focused his attention on Ye Zhiqiu and Chu Xisheng.

Ji Qianqian recognized Ye Zhiqiu, at first she thought it was the Ye coach who helped Chu Xisheng get rid of these killers.

But she immediately thought that her subordinates would not lie to her about this kind of matter.

And the breath of this female instructor is peaceful, without any abnormalities.

On the contrary, it was Chu Xisheng, who was still exuding a bit of sharp saber intent, and a faint smell of blood lingered all over his body.

Ji Qianqian was secretly surprised, his pupils closed slightly: "Master, have you already dealt with those killers?"

What kind of medicine did this guy take?Become so powerful all of a sudden?

"It's solved." Chu Xisheng nodded in a very flat tone: "The Shashenglou may have underestimated me. These killers have no hard ideas and are very easy. By the way—"

He looked towards Ji Qianqian: "How is the situation on your side? Those who went with you are all good."

Ji Qianqian's expression was very strange: "They escaped, and they are over there—"

Ji Qianqian pointed to several black figures running upstream along the river bank.

Her subordinates were probably worried that Chu Xisheng would catch up, so they all fled very quickly, and they had already escaped fifteen or six miles upstream.

"These people may have seen the majesty of the hall master, so they abandoned me and fled upstream."

It has to be said that this reason has become more reasonable.

As expected, Chu Xisheng had no doubts. He changed his tone and said, "Let's go back to the boat first, instructor. I suddenly had some inspiration when I was carrying the knife just now, and I want to meditate and study for a while. So I want to ask the instructor to wait for a while. We'll talk about it later."

In fact, he wanted to use the understanding of 'Qin Muge' to study some incomprehensible links in martial arts.

This is the purpose of using the 'Qin Muge Character Card' today.

Anyway, it will be used sooner or later, and it can be used to solve these killers by the way, and it can also earn a lot of money.

The instruments on these people are very powerful and very valuable.

Ye Zhiqiu only thought that he really had an epiphany during the battle.

She has often experienced this kind of thing herself, so she flicked her sleeves very understandingly: "Since you have inspiration in martial arts, then don't delay. You can rest assured to sit down and participate in research, and I will help you protect the law."

When she said 'Guardian', she squinted her eyes and looked at Ji Qianqian next to her.

As early as when Ye Zhiqiu followed Chu Xisheng to the river section of He'an County and saw Chu Xisheng fighting with the He'an Navy Battalion, she felt that there might be something wrong with this woman.

Today she can be sure of it.

Near the river just now, there was another force lurking.

Ye Zhiqiu saw with his own eyes a small part of them, following Ji Qianqian into the dense forest on the south bank.

The problem is that these people, after the fact, disappeared.

Ye Zhiqiu believed that there must be some connection between Ji Qianqian and them.

Ji Qianqian said inwardly that he was unlucky.

This Ye Zhiqiu, obviously has a martial arts experience from the battlefield, but he still has a good ability to hide and disappear.

Even her subordinates failed to notice it.

But at this time, I can only hold on.

Ji Qianqian thought that the other party probably had no evidence, so he looked back at Ye Zhiqiu suspiciously.

This is asking with the eyes, why are you looking at me like that?
All her gestures and movements are calm and natural.

Just when the eyes of the two women intersected and they secretly confronted each other.

From the northern embankment of the Canglang River, a young voice full of vigor, rough and vigorous came suddenly: "Dare to ask Chu Xisheng where is the young hero Chu? I, Mo Qilin, come to learn your sword skills!"

His voice was not very loud, but his voice spread across the entire river and could be heard from all directions.

Ji Qianqian and Ye Zhiqiu were both slightly taken aback when they heard the words, and looked towards the shore.

They all wondered which unlucky young man is this, who came to challenge Chu Xisheng?

Immediately, the two of them felt that the word 'Mo Qilin' seemed a little familiar.

Yes! The ninth seat of 'Shenxiu Ten Outstanding Swords' is named Mo Qilin.

They followed the sound and looked into the sky, only to see a red horse galloping from the upper reaches.

Immediately there was a 16-year-old boy with a rough face and a thick frame.

He looked at Chu Xisheng's double-sail clipper from a distance, and said in a cold voice, "I want to see your sword. What qualifications do you have to compare it with me and rank among the top ten swords of Shenxiu? Today we don't need a life and death contract. How about a battle on this river without someone presiding over the battle? I wonder if Brother Chu has the guts to fight?"

Chu Xisheng had already returned to the deck of the two-sail clipper and was just about to sit down.

When he heard someone on the shore threatening to challenge him, he frowned slightly.

The main reason is that the time is wrong, Qin Muge's character card can only be used for one hour.

Qin Muge's savvy is extremely high, and he can go straight to the avenue, and it is a great loss for him to use one less breath.

However, when he heard that the person who came was the ninth Ximo Qilin of the "Shenxiu Ten Outstanding Swordsman", he became a little interested.

——This is simply the martial arts point to catch up with the door!

Chu Xi put his hand on his waist knife and looked towards the embankment, with a bit of interest in his eyes: "It turns out to be Mo Qilin Mo Shaoxia! Coincidentally, Chu also wanted to know what qualifications you, Mo Qilin, have. Can you sit on top of me, Chu Xisheng? Your Excellency, feel free to make a move, and Chu will follow."

In fact, according to Chu Xisheng's intention, he planned to make an appointment nearby and invite an old man from Jianghu to witness.

The time is set in seven days——

Chu Xisheng has no interest in losing to others, nor does he intend to make himself a stepping stone for others.

The timing of this appointment must be after he has broken through to the seventh rank and his strength has been reborn.

But since the other party asked, "Does he have the guts to fight?", Chu Xisheng had absolutely no reason for it.

Bad luck for this guy!

Mo Qilin's face suddenly flashed green: "Okay!"

This son was indeed as rumored, arrogant and arrogant enough!

He flew directly from the horseback, and then galloped towards Chu Xisheng's boat on the river.

Mo Qilin's body is extremely fast, and his running speed can even surpass his horse Huanglongju for a short time.In an instant, he crossed the river for several miles and came to the bottom of the two-sail clipper.

Two huge waves burst out from under Mo Qilin's feet, and at the same time, his figure suddenly rose into the sky.

"Chu Shaoxia pay attention!"

Mo Qilin's voice was like thunder, and his saber skills were also like thunder.

It was like a flash of thunder shining in the clouds at the beginning of spring.

The spring thunder suddenly moves, and everything grows, it is for the Jingzhe!

His saber technique is the Waking of Insects Saber!

But at this time, Ye Zhiqiu looked at Chu Xisheng fixedly.

She sensed the strange sword intent gathered around Chu Xisheng.

——That's Ya Zi Dao Intent!
This made Ye Zhiqiu slightly distracted.

She was thinking that the jade vase that carried Chu Xisheng's blood, and the "Practical Notes on White Horses and Non-horses" that Ye Jingyuan asked Chu Xisheng to write by himself, should have been sent to Wuxiang Shenzong's main mountain, right?
I don't know if this mountain has checked clearly?

Is Chu Xisheng the one who was sensed by the "Blood Jave Sword"?

At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu heard a sharp metallic sound of 'Keng'.

When she concentrated again, she saw Mo Qilin's figure, who was thrown off the deck.

His whole body was like a shooting star, he fell off the two-sail fast boat, and then half of his body sank into the water. It was not until he slid out of the water for more than thirty feet that he finally stabilized his figure and regained his foothold on the river.

At this time, not only was there a bloodstain on the corner of Mo Qilin's lips, but a bloody hole was also split on the wrist of his right arm.

Chu Xisheng stood on the deck, and the knife around his waist seemed to have never been sheathed. With a calm expression, he cupped his fists at Mo Qilin: "Brother Mo accepts!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhiqiu was not surprised.

Although she didn't watch the battle between them carefully just now, she has a clear understanding of the process of their fight.

Chu Xisheng chose to use force to break force this time.

He first used the Jaizu knife to turn most of Mo Qilin's power and sword intent against the original owner, forcing him to repel him.

And with a sharp knife invisible to the naked eye, he cut Mo Qilin's wrist when Mo Qilin's new strength was not born.

The hapless boy was out of luck.

Originally, with his martial arts cultivation base, blood talent, and Yuan Gong that was half a rank higher, he could compete with the current Chu Xisheng by about ten strokes.

The problem is that the effect of the 'God's Sorrow' aroused in Chu Xisheng's body has not faded.

Mo Qilin is now fighting against Chu Xisheng, who is three times stronger, so is there any reason not to lose quickly?

Mo Qilin was silent.

More blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

This was not because of his injury, but because of the qi and blood in Mo Qilin's chest, and the anger was attacking his heart.

When Mo Qilin left Beijing, he never thought that he would lose, and he lost so badly!
Before Chu Xisheng's saber, he couldn't survive two sabers!

Do not!Strictly speaking, he was defeated at the first strike.

The majestic ninth seat of the "Shenxiu Ten Master Swords" is not the tenth seat and the enemy!
Thanks to his own face, he has repeatedly said in front of his junior brother that Chu Xisheng has so much virtue and ability, but he can be tied with him, Mo Qilin——

At the same time, at least a thousand people on both sides of the Canglang River saw this scene,
A dozen of them immediately took out blank talisman paper from their sleeves and wrote hastily on it.

"——On March [-]th, Chu Xisheng broke through to the seventh-rank cultivation base when he left Beijing, and was surrounded and killed by twelve killers from the Killing Tower around noon. Two big sixth-rank killers with gold medals, two big sixth-rank killers with silver medals, both of them were killed by him.

Not long after the battle, Mo Qilin, the ninth member of Shenxiu's Ten Great Swordsmen, arrived and threatened to challenge Chu Xisheng, but was defeated by Chu Xisheng. "

Not long after, several pigeons, several letters, and two Qiankun flying swords flew into the sky one by one.They passed through the clouds one after another and disappeared into the distance of the horizon.

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Just when Chu Xisheng came out of Beijing and met Fu, the mountain of Wuxiang Shenzong was far away on the northern border.

The Great Elder of the Academy, Qing Xuzi, also received the jade bottle sent back to the mountain by the Dongzhou "Special Envoy of Xue Ya", and a simple booklet with the words "Practical Notes on White Horses and Non-Mass".

The "Special Envoys of Blood" sent by the Wuxiang Sect to the 38 states in the world this time, although they all come from the Sorcerer Academy, but the person in charge of this matter is Qing Xuzi.

He is the Great Elder of the Teaching Academy, and he is in charge of the inheritance of all martial arts and techniques in the sect, and it is justifiable to handle the successor of the "Shenyi Touching Death Knife".

"The blood of this son can actually make the eighth and ninth circles of the blood pan appear faintly fluorescent?"

Qingxuzi looked at the jade bottle in front of him, puzzled.

In fact, as early as nearly a month ago, Zong Lingshu had sent a letter thousands of miles to report this matter to him.

However, this special envoy of Zong was cautious, fearing that Chu Xisheng's blood would be lost.

He didn't use things like the Qiankun Flying Sword, but specifically asked an inner disciple who just happened to be returning to the sect to send this drop of Chu Xisheng's blood to the Wuxiang Mountain.

So Qing Xuzi didn't see this jade bottle until today.

The situation described in Zong Lingshu was something they had never thought of beforehand.

The aptitude of Shenyi to touch the death knife, if you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it, where is the reason why it is not clear?

The great elder of Tiangongyuan who made the 38-faced 'Blood Jave Plate' explained that the 'Blood Jave Plate' should have sensed that Chu Xisheng had part of the necessary qualities to practice divine will and touch the death knife, but he could not be sure, so Liang and Not lit.

But this matter is easy to solve.

Qing Xuzi picked up the rattle beside him, and shook it lightly: "Zong Lingwei, come in."

A young man in his thirties walked in quickly.

This person has a fair skin, delicate facial features, and huge earlobes, the lower edge of which almost hangs down to a position parallel to the lips.

His name is Zong Lingwei, the two guards who have transformed into bloody swords and knives, and howled thousands of miles away.

Now I am staying in the teaching academy to study the sword technique.

After this person came in, he respectfully saluted: "Grand Elder, what can I order?"

"There is one matter, related to Xue Ya Dao, it can be regarded as not bothering the two masters."

Qing Xuzi smiled at him, and threw the jade bottle over: "Lingwei, you drip the blood in this bottle onto the blade of the blood knife, and see the reaction of the blood knife. By the way, remember to go to the magician The courtyard called three fourth-grade sorcerers to go with you. If the Xue Ya Dao doesn’t move, then it’s fine, if there is a reaction, you must cover up your aura.”

The previous lesson should not be repeated.

Although Qingxuzi didn't think that Chu Xisheng of Dongzhou was indeed the one whom Xue Yadao had sensed, he had to guard against it.

What if it was him?
Zong Lingwei's expression froze.

He should be respectful, and then he left the room holding the jade bottle.

At this moment, Qingxuzi shifted his gaze to the "Practical Notes on White Horses and Non-horses" in front of him.

A white horse is not a horse?Could it be the white horse of that prostitute in Dongzhou?
Practical notes?

Is it a commentary on how to use this 'white horse is not a horse' to become a more powerful prostitute?

Qing Xuzi shook his head slightly, but he still opened the book and read it carefully.

After a while, Qingxuzi let out a little hey, he turned the page to the front again, and read it more carefully.

Use the rhyme of the way of heaven of "white horse is not a horse" in martial arts, and integrate it into Yangyuan Gong?
This is a great idea!

In this way, this ray of heavenly charm can be used in any martial arts method.

Under the fourth rank, once someone has refined it, it is difficult to meet opponents in the same rank.

Only after reaching the fourth rank and the Rhyme of Heaven and Dao became common, the effect of white horses not horses will be weakened.

But this kid was still reckless.

Yangyuan Gong is the result of tens of generations of Wuxiang Shenzong's continuous efforts, and the result of thousands of carvings. The exercise itself is close to perfection.

Any change at this time will lead to unpredictable consequences, which may affect subsequent practice.

Eh?
This combination is perfect!Well done, no issues.

It's like a big tree that grows out of a small branch, which doesn't affect the trunk or touch the root.

Dongzhou Chu Xisheng——

For the first time, Qing Xuzi became interested in this name.

Afterwards, his expression changed, and he raised his hand to the side, calling the "Tianji Wushu" on the table over there to his face.

The pages of the book scrolled automatically until the 150th page.

"The tenth seat of Shenxiu's Ten Master Swords——Chu Xisheng!"

Qing Xuzi looked at this line of words with an extremely gratified expression.

Chu Xisheng's talent can be seen from the first seven rings that can stimulate the "Blood Horse", and his understanding can be seen from the integration of "White Horse is Not a Horse" into martial arts.

What is rare is that this child can be ranked among the "Ten Outstanding Talents of Shenxiu" at such a young age.

After Qin Muge more than ten years ago, does the Zhengyang Martial Art Museum in Dongzhou have such an outstanding junior?

This is the blessing of the Wuxiang Sect - even if this son cannot inherit the 'Death Touching Sword of God's Will', he still has enough qualifications to become the pillar of the Wuxiang Sect.

After a moment of meditation, Qing Xuzi wrote down a paragraph of his own comments on the first page of "Practical Notes on White Horses and Non-horses" with a serious expression.

Then he took out another piece of yellowed animal skin paper, and slid out a strange animal picture on the paper.

The beast looks like a dragon but not a dragon, a tiger and not a tiger, a dog and not a dog, and a deer and not a deer. It has the majesty of a dragon, the ferocity of a tiger, the loyalty of a dog, and the spirit of a deer.

This is the true intention of "White Horse Is Not A Horse", and it not only incorporates the charm of "White Horse Is Not A Horse", it is more like its complete version.

Chu Xisheng's handwritten "Practical Notes on White Horses Are Not Horses" is ingenious and unique, but unfortunately his martial arts level is still too low to fully describe the true meaning of "white horses are not horses". Great reduction.

Qingxuzi embedded this picture of the beast on the last page of the book, and then rang the bell again: "Ren Daoxing, come here."

Ren Daoxing was also one of the two disciples who guarded the sword altar when the Xue Ya Dao changed.

He walked in with a blank expression, and saw Qing Xuzi throwing a book over: "You send this book to the scripture library, and then put this book in the ninth room on the eighth floor. It must be on the shelf. Topmost."

Surprise suddenly appeared in Ren Daoxing's eyes.

Their scripture building has 36 floors, and each of the four floors corresponds to a practice level.

And nine is the extreme number.

The collection of books in the ninth room on the eighth floor is all the top-level secret methods, extreme moves, and spells in the eighth-level level——

The top shelf of the bookshelf is even more extreme!
Ren Daoxing looked down at the book in his hand again.

The title of the book is "Practical Notes on White Horses and Non-Masses", signed by Chu Xisheng.

But the first thing he noticed was the line below the title of the book!

This is the first-class secret method under the fourth rank, and it can be passed down to the top-class inheritance of my Wuxiang Shenzong-Qingxuzi.

Ren Daoxing couldn't help showing a look of shock, and secretly cursed lying on the grass.

This comment is incredible!
At the same time, Zong Lingwei, who was standing on the knife altar, was secretly growing grass in his heart.

He had already dripped the blood from the jade bottle onto the blade of the Xue Ya Dao.

But Zong Lingwei couldn't understand what happened next.

Xue Ya Dao flicked the blood away at the first time, it seemed a bit disgusted.But then he used his strength to suck it back and integrated it into the blade.

What happened next was even more strange, Xue Yadao repeatedly forced out the drop of blood, then sucked it back, and finally turned it into a bloody line, floating on the back of the knife.

Zong Lingwei wondered what is this?Is it impossible to distinguish, or is it regarded as tasteless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard?

(End of this chapter)