Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 110 1 Sword 5 Kills

Chapter 110 One Sword Five Hundred Kills

"The first form of the Blood Shadow Knife, mortal slaughter!"

Zhu Xuefeng's figure appeared in front of Jian Fengyun, and the red blade in his hand was slashed down in an instant, with the blade's aura criss-crossing, drawing a red line in the air.

"Three cups of wine in the world of mortals, the sword of the emperor's dominance!"

In Jian Fengyun's hand, an illusory spirit sword condensed out, the Red Dust Overlord Sword, the white sword energy soaring to the sky.

One red and one white sword energy collided together, and a terrifying shock wave erupted in the air.

boom!
The figures of Zhu Xuefeng and Jian Fengyun retreated a few feet together, the sword energy disappeared, but the phantom spirit sword in Jian Fengyun's hand disappeared in this confrontation.

"Not good, the young patriarch doesn't have a weapon in his hand, so he will be at a disadvantage against that red-clothed boy!"

Not far away, members of the Jian family started discussing worriedly.

Zhu Xuefeng was shocked back a few steps, the blood-red blade in his hand trembled faintly, the contempt in his eyes at this moment instantly turned into concentration, seriousness,

He actually knows the Heavenly Sun Emperor's Red Dust Overlord Sword, and he can use the strength of the middle stage of the Spirit Mansion Realm to shake me at the middle stage of the True Spirit Realm without any harm. This young man's talent is extremely terrifying!

If I don't take the opportunity to get rid of him today, I'm afraid he will become a powerful enemy that even I can't resist in the future!

Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Zhu Xuefeng's eyes.

"I didn't come to this small city of Beiman first to have a genius like you. It's a pity that you are going to die under my hands today!" Zhu Xuefeng said with a gloomy expression.

The moment the words fell, the blood-red blade in Zhu Xuefeng's hand turned into an afterimage.

"You can make me use this trick, you are proud enough!"

"The third form of the Blood Shadow Knife, Blood King Slash!"

In an instant, an aura that surpassed the ground-level spiritual skills bloomed on his body, and the illusory blood knife spirit behind him solidified instantly, revealing the true spirit in the void.

"Do you know why the True Spirit Realm is called the True Spirit Realm and not the Spirit Mansion Realm? This knife is fused with my true spirit, so that you can experience the power of the True Spirit Realm before you die!"

Zhu Xuefeng's eyes became blood red, and the bloody knife in his hand swayed behind him and merged with the true spirit of the bloody knife behind him. When the knife fell, the world turned pale, and a bloody breath wafted away instantly, making everyone nearby feel uneasy.

A smear of blood in the sky broke the dawn, better than the scorching sun, and everyone in the Jian family who was paying attention to Jian Fengyun only felt blood red in front of them, but they couldn't see anything.

"Heaven-level spiritual skills also incorporate some understanding of the Dao of Blood. It's a pity that you haven't fully understood this spiritual skill. The Dao of Blood has only just scratched the surface. If you cultivate the True Spirit Realm, you will be a true spirit, but if you have accumulated it, it will be Dao. Let me show you the real road of blood!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the flying light of the knife, without changing his face, shook his head slightly, and spoke.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, an illusory long sword condensed in the void and fell into his hand.

"Blood Drop Sword!"

The moment the sword was in his hands, Jian Fengyun's aura changed suddenly, his eyes were filled with only indifferent murderous aura, but the fluttering white clothes gave people not peace, but a kind of murderous aura of bloody massacre At this moment, Jian Fengyun turned into the killing god above the nine heavens, looking down upon all creatures in the world.

The sword rises, the sword falls.

The world seemed to be silent, Zhu Xuefeng's blood-red saber light disappeared directly in the air, and everyone felt a blur before their eyes.

In mid-air, Zhu Xuefeng let out a scream like killing a pig.

I saw that his left arm was separated from his body, blood spattered three feet, and his red robe looked even more coquettish.

"Jian Fengyun, you humble border town boy, you dare to break my arm, I want you to die!"

The next moment, a heart-piercing sound sounded, and everyone felt their eardrums tremble and ache.

In Zhu Xuefeng's only remaining right hand, a strange blood-red token appeared.

Elder Gu, who was fighting with Han Dongyang at the side, saw his young master take out this object, and couldn't help but change his expression: "Young master, no, this is a forbidden weapon given to you by the landlord, and the blood killing order means that the mission has failed. He was severely punished!"

The corner of Zhu Xuefeng's mouth curled up into a crazily evil smile, "If I don't kill Jian Fengyun, my Dao heart will become such a demon. What punishment is more severe than this!"

Immediately, regardless of Gu Lao's objection, it was instantly crushed.

The moment the blood killing order shattered, Elder Gu no longer cared about fighting Han Dongyang, and was about to leave in a flash.

"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!" Han Dongyang seized the opportunity, concentrated his palm on the palm of his hand, and slapped Gu Lao.

"Pfft!" Elder Gu didn't resist, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still appeared beside Zhu Xuefeng smoothly, his eyes were murderous, and he glared at the sky, "Han Dongyang, today's revenge, I will kill ten times in the future!" Give it back!"

"Young master, retreat quickly!"

After finishing speaking, a khaki token appeared in his hand, and he crushed it directly. The yellow light enveloped him and Zhu Xuefeng with the broken arm, and disappeared on the spot.

Jian Fengyun originally wanted to block it, but at this moment, a chilling aura suddenly emerged from the sky.

"The third form of the Blood Shadow Knife, Blood King Slash!"

Looking at the slowly condensed blood-red knife shadow on the sky, Jian Fengyun instantly remembered the blood knife slash that Zhu Xuefeng used just now. Jian Fengyun can confirm that this is also a blood knife slash, but this blood knife slash, whether it is power, momentum, or to The comprehension of the Dao of Blood far exceeds that of Zhu Xuefeng just now.

"If you offend me Xueshalou, prepare to face the emperor's wrath!"

Suddenly, a majestic and thick man's voice sounded, and everyone could hear it clearly. This voice has a special magical power, which is frightening.

"Blood kill the landlord!"

"Blood kills the emperor!"

Pan Yuanlong and Han Dongyang, the two oldest people, spoke out together, showing surprise on their faces, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

"An evil spirit cultivator dares to be so arrogant. It seems that Wanyu has indeed declined in recent years!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the blood-colored knife shadow above the sky, his gaze was cold and authentic.

At the same time, with a wave of Jian Fengyun's hand, spirit swords condensed out in his hands, behind him on the bank of the Black River, thousands of miles along the coast, hundreds and eight large formations were activated one after another.

"The Universe Flame Array!"

"Xuan Yuan returns for a while!"

"Spirit Transformation Formation!".
The one hundred and eight formations were activated, and the death energy billowing in the northern barbarian land seemed to have found an outlet, pouring into the formation one after another, turning into the source power of the formation.

"The wind rises and the clouds change, the wind and cloud sword kills immortals and gods!"

Jian Fengyun groaned softly, and in an instant, in the northern barbarian land, the clouds gathered together, the strong wind suddenly picked up, the earth and rocks on the ground were rolled up, the dead trees were broken, and the power of heaven was exerted on him.

At this moment, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth seemed to have become a part of his body.

With a swing of the sword, the power of the [-] formations behind him was driven, pierced through the air, and slashed at the huge blood king in the sky.

On the ground, the people of the eight tribes, Qingjian Langqi, saw this sword, and their minds went blank.

Tianji's blood knife and this sword light actually formed a rivalry, but until the end, Jian Fengyun's sword light still fell behind.

When the blood knife fell, it had shrunk to only [-]% and hit Jian Fengyun's body.

"puff!"

Jian Fengyun's figure was shot down, spitting out blood, staining the ground under his feet red, obviously, even if the attack from the Spirit Emperor Realm was only one percent, it would not be easy to bear.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Jian Fengyun, and a condensed earth-yellow spiritual power directly controlled Jian Fengyun.

"Pan Yuanlong!"

Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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