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

The "Blood Emperor Devouring Immortals" is a unique art that Song Yun has been studying for a long time. He has already been familiar with it from the realm of the master to the realm of the fairyland.

There is also "Qi Hai Xue Tian Gong" to accumulate Qi and blood in one's body, one inside and one outside, jointly promote the way of Qi and blood, and the attainments are extremely deep.

This time when facing Gu Ming, the founder of this technique, Song Yun didn't rush to use the sword, but learned and sold it now, and quickly imitated the opponent's unique move.

The blood shot out suddenly, and Gu Ming's voice changed in shock——

"Who are you? How do you know my skills?"

Song Yun smiled lightly, "I am your father, I passed this exercise to you back then, have you forgotten?"

Shocked, Gu Ming's face was distorted, but there was a strange look of excitement.

"Hey, want to be my father? Yes."

"My father was eaten by me one bite at a time, why don't you try it too?"

咻咻咻... Bloodshots shot out like flying needles, and the rainstorm poured down pear blossoms, pulling out countless blurred afterimages.

Bloodshot to bloodshot, colliding, entangled, biting, devouring each other...

Gu Ming's bloodshot is more agile, rising with the wind, penetrating into every hole.

Song Yun's blood comes from his own qi and blood, and his strength is so strong that he can pierce through heavenly armor and the body of a human immortal with just one drill and one stab.

What's more, he practiced "Blood Sea Qi and Heaven Art", and the qi and blood in his body are extremely powerful, which is enough to support a duel of this level.

After fighting for a while, the blood emperor felt a little weak in succession, and immediately looked for a new "blood source".

Xuan Wu has already dodged far away, and the Xing Ge still hanging in the air is the best supply.

The blood threads are like straws, trying to suck out the essence and blood from Xing Ge's body.

"go with!"

Song Yun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the black steel sword with gold pattern popped out automatically from his waist, and flew away suddenly with the method of "Flying Sword Mahayana Chapter".

"Lei Jian, Tian Yin!"

The sword bears thunder, and it shuttles through the air, bursting like a thunderbolt.

Click, a flash of lightning fell from the clear sky.

Accompanied by the sound of zigzag arcs, bursts of numbness were transmitted along the blood threads, half of Gu Ming's body trembled, and he almost fell from the air.

Xing Ge shouted excitedly and managed to escape, "Thank you!"

He picked up the ax and was about to chop Gu Ming, but was stopped by Song Yun, "Stay back and wait for me to deal with this guy."

"Are you planning to fight one-on-one?" Xing Ge looked at the battlefield in the sky, and Gu Ming yelled in a bloodshot manner, and he was already at a disadvantage.

"The emperor of the human race can suppress the blood emperor by himself! No wonder he killed the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor. This record is absolutely worthless!"

Xing Ge knew that it would be easy to cause trouble if he went up rashly, so he retreated cooperatively.

Xuanwu felt the heart, the strange feeling disappeared, everything returned to normal, and excitedly said:
"Thank you, Lord Xuandi!"

Xie Wan leaned down and burrowed into the ground, Tudun fled.

"Cowardly as a mouse." Xing Ge curled his lips in disdain, landed with a stone ax in his hand, and looked at the two thousand blood puppets beside him.

"Keeping these things is also a disaster, let's kill them first."

As soon as he swung the handle of the axe, the blood puppets fell down one by one, foaming at the mouth. Xing Ge was stunned for a while, and he hadn't made a move yet.

In the air, Gu Ming actually extracted blood essence from the blood puppet's body in the air to replenish his body, his strength gradually filled up, and his aura once skyrocketed.

These blood puppets are completely refined, and they are already one with Gu Ming, and the connection between them cannot be severed.

Xing Ge looked anxious, and swung his ax to kill two of them, but found that it was useless, the essence and blood could still be transferred to Gu Ming.

Gu Ming finally seized the upper hand, as soon as a smug smile appeared on his face, he froze again——

There was a bleak wind in the air, and there was a pouring rain of blood.

Blood Drinking Sword Domain!

The gold-patterned black steel swords cooperated synchronously, shuttling back and forth in the air.

In terms of ability to mow grass, Song Yun was much stronger than the Blood Emperor. With one move, the sharp and sharp slashes in a wide range were unstoppable.

Nearly half of the blood puppet died immediately, and its vitality was extracted by the system, becoming the value of martial arts cultivation!
Finding that his "mobile supply" was getting less and less, Gu Ming became anxious immediately, and while speeding up the speed of absorption, he shouted loudly:
"These are mine!"

Song Yun: "Here comes Anxi, it's mine!"

No matter how unwilling the blood emperor was, he could only watch helplessly as most of the blood puppets turned into other people's supplies.

"Ugh...Damn it!"

He erupted suddenly, and his whole body was glowing red soaring to the sky, as if the sun was shining like blood on the sky.

"burst!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The few hundred remaining blood puppets exploded in an instant, and blood splashed in all directions.

Seeing this, Xing Ge shielded his body with a stone ax and reminded: "Be careful of blood poison!"

"It's okay."

Song Yun flicked his ten fingers repeatedly, and thousands of blood threads woven into a dense red net, stopping the splashed plasma one by one.

Looking at Blood Emperor Gu Ming again, his figure was retreating violently, but he was still staring at Song Yun with resentful eyes.

Although he was crazy, even though he was unwilling, he could clearly feel that Song Yun's means and strength were superior to his.

More importantly, this Emperor Xuan who appeared out of nowhere can use his skills!

This is a fart!
Run away first, then talk, and then find a way to get back to the place when you look back.

He wanted to leave, but Song Yun didn't let him go.

"Come and leave as you want, what do you think I am in the northwest?"

Putting away the bloodshot sky, the black steel sword with gold pattern groaned and fell into the palm automatically.

Song Yun glanced back, and all the warriors in the Northwest stood on tiptoes, watching the battle without blinking, for fear of missing any details.

The strongest of the human race are rare, and the chances of fighting a life-and-death battle are even lower. Today's battle is extremely rare, and no one wants to miss it.

Even Yin Han couldn't help it. Although he was still practicing, he opened the door of the shack and watched from afar, his eyes sparkling.

Song Yun smiled and said: "Look, what is the sword of killing!"

Swish, the body is like a glimpse, flickering in an instant.

With the sword raised, the wind was torn apart, the sky was cut open, and the edge was pointed forward with the most outrageous and direct gesture.

When the sword falls, the monstrous murderous aura completely locks on the target, hits everywhere, and kills as soon as it falls.

This is a sword move at all costs, abandoning everything, just looking for the flower of death to bloom in an instant!

"Nine Swords of Killing the Sky", eight swords, killing immortals!

Blood Emperor Gu Ming had already turned around and was running, feeling the killing intent coming from behind, his heart felt as if a glacier was washing over him, his bones were chilled to the bone.

With a strange cry of despair, he forcibly turned around in mid-air, choosing to face the sword.

The pale cheeks twitched and squirmed, and a pair of eyes embedded in them were wide open unwillingly.

Coerced Emperor Xuanwu and Emperor Xing Ge to accompany them, secretly controlled them, and gathered a large number of fierce beasts along the way.

His plan was perfect and smooth.

Next, it should be to kill Xuandi and occupy the northwest.

How could this be?
How could he die?

"I am the blood emperor, the strongest human race, feared by the world!"

Amidst the roar, Gu Ming's body melted, turning into a puddle of muddy plasma.

The plasma surged and boiled, and everyone felt their hearts twitch violently, and the blood in their bodies almost flowed backwards.

This is the power of blood!
The plasma was shaped into a human shape, and the hands clasped together, holding the gold-patterned black steel sword firmly.

Gu Ming, who has become a blood man and has no facial features, said coldly: "I will not die."

"No, you will."

A golden light shone on the black sword.

Shua, the mighty sword energy poured down, completely submerging the blood man in the air...