One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Song Yun raised his perception to the extreme, and cooperated with [Anxi real-time map] to carefully search for every trace of abnormality in the air.

There is a faint glow like electricity in the eyes, as if it can penetrate the void.

Finally, it was discovered that there were a few undetectable blood streaks all over the blood emperor's body, which were only about one ten-thousandth the thickness of a hair, and could not be discerned with the naked eye.

On the bright side, the ordinary blood threads used by Gu Ming to attack are as thick as hair and are easy to distinguish. Xuan Wu and Xing Ge are on guard against this, but they didn't expect that there is a blood thread tens of thousands of times thinner secretly, which is quietly into them.

Walking together for a few days is enough for Gu Ming to use his means.

Song Yun looked at Gu Ming's face quietly, under that wanton and insolent smile, there seemed to be a bit of sinister hidden.

There is also a hint of success.

If Xuan Wu used benevolent eyebrows to cover up the plan in his heart, then Gu Ming used crazy and perverse to cover up.

"They're all old bastards."

At this moment, following the blood emperor's showdown, the situation on the field immediately reversed.

Xing Ge and Xuan Wu stepped back for a distance, feeling their hearts beating faster and faster, as if they would jump out of their chests at any moment.

Looking inside himself, he couldn't find the problem for a while, only knowing that it must have something to do with the Blood Emperor.

Xuan Wu laughed dryly, "Lord Blood Emperor, this is not good, since we are both human races, why bother to resort to such methods."

Gu Ming grinned and fiddled with the blood between his fingers, "You both said just now that you were going to kill me, so why not let me defend myself?"

"The old man didn't say he was going to kill you! What the old man said was not to fight among ourselves!" Xuan Wu immediately cried out.

Xing Ge was extremely annoyed, coupled with disordered blood flow, his head was swollen, his face in Chinese characters was flushed, and he said in a low voice:

"Stop talking nonsense, this guy has always been uneasy and kind, so I'm going to fuck you to the death today!"

He turned his head and glanced at Song Yun, "If I die, the ten southern tribes will defect to you."

Although he had just met Song Yun, Xing Ge instantly realized that this was the goal he had been pursuing after seeing the united Northwestern human race and the orderly settlement in the distance.

Now someone has achieved it.

No need to say anything, just a glance is enough.

Xing Ge no longer has any worries, and his determination to fight to the death is quite firm.

The thick trapezoidal stone ax was slowly raised, with a slanted arc blade on one side, the green-brown edge was dull and dull, but the faint blood stains on the surface were enough to prove its sharpness.

"Playing dirty? I drag you to die with me!"

This time Xuanwu couldn't stop Xing Ge anymore, he could only watch him fly away.

Xing Ge volleyed forward for dozens of feet, like a giant elephant crossing a river, his muscular body didn't feel a trace of heaviness.

The stone ax swung at the head, the moves were simple and unpretentious, but it also contained the power to open the sky, and a vigorous will burst out of the boundless.

The human race has moved forward from hardships, and has never been blocked by difficulties and dangers.

This is the fighting spirit to break through all obstacles and move forward bravely!
Wow... The stone ax rubbed against the air violently, but it seemed to be swimming in the water, dispelling layers of waves, and the air twisted in an instant, as if sparkling.

"die--"

With a shout, it stopped abruptly.

The stone ax fell with great momentum, but stopped halfway.

The blood emperor's ten fingers spread out and flicked again and again, tens of thousands of invisible blood threads shot away, weaving layers of nets in the air, moving them step by step, and finally connected to Xing Ge's body.

Xing Geren flew halfway, like a moth plunging into a blood-colored spider web, and was immediately entangled from the inside to the outside.

If he rushed out with brute force, his internal organs would be crushed by blood in an instant!
Bleeding from the corner of Xing Ge's mouth, he was hanging in the air, unable to get up or down, looking very uncomfortable.

"Oh, why bother!" Xuan Wu looked at it and stamped his feet, but he didn't dare to go up.

Gu Ming took a step in the air, and put his face in front of Xing Ge, only a few inches away, so that the other party could clearly see his smile.

"Hehehe... I just like a reckless man like you. A blood puppet is the most durable and not easy to break."

Xing Ge couldn't speak, so he stared at him with his eyes.

Gu Ming stroked the top of his head, like petting a pet, "Don't worry, I'll deal with the other two first, and then I'll deal with you slowly."

Xuan Wu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, touched his heart, and began to soften to Gu Ming.

"Lord Blood Emperor, old man—I don't have any evil intentions, unlike these two! I have always advocated that the human race should help each other and live in harmony..."

"Shut up, my head hurts when I hear your nonsense."

The Blood Emperor waved his hand and said in an orderly tone:

"Join me and restrain this Emperor Xuan together, and you will still have a way to survive."

Xuan Wu listened with a puzzled face, turned around and tried to persuade Song Yun again:

"We all belong to the same clan, we can no longer kill each other..."

He became more and more humble, but he just didn't express his position, nor did he stand on either side.

Song Yun was still hanging in the air quietly, with his long sword hanging on his waist, his hands in his sleeves, and his expression was indifferent, as if the battle here had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Song Yun's calm appearance, Gu Ming became interested.

"Why, you are not afraid of me?"

Xuan Wu shyly said: "Master Blood Emperor is famous all over the world, no one is afraid of—"

"shut up!"

Gu Ming's temples twitched, and he wanted to kill Xuanwu, but seeing the old guy's weakness, he didn't feel any threat, so he still focused on Song Yun.

"Interesting, for so many years, you are the first human race that I can't see through."

Gently, as if there was nothing there, the extremely thin blood threads stretched out, circled half a circle, and quietly attacked from behind diagonally.

Song Yun's figure flickered, and the next moment he appeared on the right, and said lightly:

"For so many years, you are the first human race to make me feel sick."

"..."

An angry blush appeared on Gu Ming's pale cheeks, and even twitched slightly.

He has been in the world for many years, and everyone who sees him is afraid, who dares to humiliate him face to face?

"You will regret saying this, both you and your people will regret it!"

The roots of blood burst out, as if they had life, like a red snake pounced, locking Song Yun's vital points in a flash.

Swish, his figure flickered, followed by bloodshot eyes.

Swish, swish, swish... Song Yun traveled through the space continuously, so many afterimages appeared at the same time, but the blood around him was getting denser and denser, and the space for moving was getting smaller and smaller.

Gu Ming grinned, "Hiding? How long can you hide?"

"Where's your sword? Are you afraid to take it out?"

Connecting the dots with both hands seems to compose a huge blood-colored painting in the void. The bright red lines are like ink splashed in water, spreading and distorting rapidly.

Xuanwu stepped back quietly, and secretly reminded through voice transmission: "Hurry up and attack with your sword! You can't let him use his skills like this!"

It can be seen that Song Yun was indifferent and kept dodging, so he could only sigh helplessly, "It's over."

When the Blood Emperor attacked with all his strength, even the Demon Emperor had to retreat, how could he fight?
Xuan Wu touched his heart again, secretly thinking about how to get out and run away.

At this moment, the Blood Emperor Gu Ming's scream was heard!
"who are you!"

Xuan Wuhuo looked up, only to see Song Yun's hands finally protruding from his sleeves——

Ten fingers spread out, and thousands of blood threads intertwined and shot out, trembling and hanging in the wind, criss-crossing, like a net or array.

It's exactly the same as the blood emperor's method!