Ling Tian Dan Zun

Chapter 135 sacrifice the sword with blood
Swish!Swish!
In a certain forest outside the Lianyun Mountains, two figures galloped forward, one behind the other.

The distance between the two figures is getting closer and closer. If this trend continues, I believe it won't be long before the figure in front will be caught up.

"Xiao Chen, you can't run away, you'd better catch him without a fight, or I'll crush you!"

Ever since he separated from Lin Feng, Lin Ronghai has been following the traces he left on Xiao Chen all the way.

At first, Lin Ronghai couldn't catch up with Xiao Chen, the faster he was, the faster Xiao Chen became.

An angry Lin Ronghai roared again and again.

But as time went by, the distance between Lin Ronghai and Xiao Chen got closer and closer.

After all, Xiao Chen was still carrying Yang Yuan, the oil bottle, otherwise at Xiao Chen's speed, he would have escaped long ago.

"Want to kill me? You have to wait until you can catch up!"

Xiao Chen knew that he was not Lin Ronghai's opponent, once Lin Ronghai caught up, the consequences would be disastrous.

So Xiao Chen forcibly forced out the blood to burn, and continued to speed up.

"Hmph! You forced me to do this!"

With a cold snort, Lin Ronghai took out a palm-sized piece of iron from his bosom, and poured the vitality from the Sea of ​​Consciousness into it.

Boom!

With the injection of vitality, the iron sheet became bigger and bigger, and finally covered the space in this area.

It's best described as covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"What the hell is this?"

After walking a certain distance again, Xiao Chen knew that there was no way for him to escape.

Since there was no escape, Xiao Chen simply stopped and looked up.

In midair, the iron sheet was huge, covering half of the sky.

It was the first time Xiao Chen had seen such a large piece of iron since he was reborn, which really surprised him.

"Being killed by Wannian Hantie is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

Lin Ronghai stepped forward and said coldly: "Before dealing with others in your next life, remember to keep your eyes open, because some people are not something you can offend."

"If you want to fight, fight, what nonsense!"

With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Chen sacrificed the Thunderless Sword, saying coldly.

The Thunderless Sword was snatched by Xiao Chen from Lei Bao.

After killing the leader of Wild Wolf, Mu Tuo and others, Xiao Chen left a ray of soul power in Lei Bao's mind, and asked Lei Bao to return to the Chen family in Tianxuan City to take care of the Chen family's home.

Xiao Chen promised Lei Bao that as long as Lei Bao stays in the Chen family for one year, he will return Lei Bao free.

"Okay, I'll let you know how powerful Wannian Hantie is!"

A frightening light burst out from his eyes, Lin Ronghai controlled Wannian Hantie and suddenly suppressed it.

Under Lin Ronghai's control, Wannian Hantie had already become huge, covering the sky and the sun.

"Wu Lei Sword, cut it for me!"

Xiao Chen is not a soft persimmon either, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and his whole body jumped out suddenly.

The vitality in the sea of ​​consciousness was crazily poured into the Wulei sword, and the sword was slashed out, and it slashed on the Wannian cold iron.

Ding!
A clear voice sounded, and Xiao Chen flew straight upside down.

The tearing pain from the tiger's mouth made Xiao Chen look ugly.

"Wannian Hantie is really extraordinary, it can't even withstand the earth-level middle-grade thunderless sword!"

Xiao Chen's heart sank to the bottom.

His hole cards are Thunderless Sword and Dragon Elephant Fist.

Now the Wulei Sword can't break through the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron, so the Dragon Elephant Fist probably won't help either.

"Damn!"

Holding the Wulei Sword, Xiao Chen's face was gloomy and uncertain, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

"I come!"

Before Xiao Chen could move, Yang Yuan next to him cut his wrist and forced out dozens of drops of blood.

Chi Chi!

As soon as Yang Yuan's blood dripped on the Wulei Sword, the Wulei Sword made a hissing sound.

"Sacrifice the sword with blood!"

Seeing Yang Yuan's movements, Lin Ronghai in the distance, instead of being nervous, showed excitement.

Sacrifice the sword with blood is an ancient technique.

As long as you master this technique, combined with the terrifying blood essence, you can even raise Feijian to a higher level in a short time!
Lin Ronghai doesn't care whether the Wulei Sword can be upgraded to a higher level, because even if the Wulei Sword can be upgraded to a higher level, there is no way to break through his Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron.

What Lin Ronghai cared about was the technique of sacrificial sword with blood.

If he can master this technique, his status in the Lin family in the capital will be greatly improved.

Because sacrificial sword with blood is too precious, only a few people in the royal family can master it.

"Seeing how sick you are, I didn't expect to come from the royal family."

With his hands folded in front of his chest, Lin Ronghai looked at Yang Yuan with great interest, and said, "Tell me, are you the fifth prince or the sixth prince?"

Completely ignoring Lin Ronghai, Yang Yuan continuously forced out blood, dripping on the Wulei Sword.

In the end, Yang Yuan's face turned pale and his body was crumbling.

In order to raise the Wulei Sword to the mid-level earth-level within a short period of time, Yang Yuan almost forced out all the essence and blood.

"broken!"

After forcing out the last drop of blood, Yang Yuan was stunned.

At this moment, Yang Yuan felt like crying.

What kind of monster flying sword is Wulei Sword?

He almost forced out all the essence and blood in his body, and Wu Leijian didn't intend to improve his quality yet.

Could it be that they are going to die here today?

"Ahhh!"

Yang Yuan was not reconciled, the poison of the snake and scorpion in his body hadn't been expelled, and he still wanted to fight for the crown prince.

Throwing the Wulei Sword aside with a face full of reluctance, Yang Yuan aged dozens of years.

"what a pity."

Seeing Yang Yuan sitting slumped on the ground, Lin Ronghai shook his head and said, "You are seriously injured, otherwise you can definitely raise Wulei Sword to the top level of the ground level in a short time."

"Tell me the method of sacrificing the sword with blood, and I can keep your whole body."

Lin Ronghai stared at Yang Yuan with a fiery face, as if watching a prey.

Yang Yuan was seriously injured, his whole body was weak, and he even found it difficult to speak.

Opening his mouth, Yang Yuan wanted to say something, but his eyes dimmed.

At this time, Xiao Chen picked up the Thunder-Free Sword on the ground, and said to Lin Ronghai indifferently: "Do you want to learn the art of sacrifice sword with blood?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Ronghai said coldly.

"Come here, kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, and give me the Wannian Hantie, so I can consider teaching you the art of sacrificial sword with blood." Xiao Chen looked neither happy nor sad, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him .

"what are you saying?"

Lin Ronghai's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"Is there something wrong with your ears?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly, then bit his finger, dripped blood on the Thunder-Free Sword, and said, "Not only do I master the technique of sacrificial sword with blood, but I also know the technique better than Yang Yuan. more advanced."

"Sacrificing swords with blood, it is said on the road that you use blood essence to sacrifice flying swords, which can be upgraded to a higher level in a short time."

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "As for the blood sacrificial sword I have in hand, as long as it is the blood of the strong, it can be used to sacrifice the sword, and let the flying sword go up a level for a long time."

Said, Xiao Chen turned to look at Yang Yuan.

"Thank you, it reminds me of this technique I learned a long time ago."

(End of this chapter)