I picked up a property.

"Old Palace Master, what are you doing?!"

"Oh no--"

"Old Palace Master, don't you recognize us!?"

Where the blood mist filled the air, screams rang out.

Those supernatural beings who came from afar seemed to have lost their ability to fly and were caught by the strange blood mist. They fell to the ground one after another with shrill screams!

"Old thief, I have seen through your true colors a long time ago. Today you finally show your true colors. I will kill you and restore peace to the world!"

The terrifying roar of the sword light cut the blood mist into pieces!

“What a bloody hell the blue sky is!”

Feng Xia murmured in disbelief.

What I originally thought was a scene about killing my father to become enlightened, turned out to be a plot about a close relative becoming a demon and annihilating them for the sake of justice!

The old master of the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion has fallen into the evil heretic a long time ago. The blood mist has swallowed up countless living beings, which is even more powerful than the sword light that travels through the world!

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Chapter 0908

The internal space of Xuanhuang Holy Mountain is far larger than Feng Xia expected.

It seems that as long as you pass through a cloud of black and yellow energy, you can reach the place where the battle breaks out...

But in fact, even an inch of black and yellow energy may contain a space.

Feng Xia passed through layers of space and broke through the obstacles of layers of black and yellow energy. When he finally arrived near the battlefield, the battle was nearing its end.

I saw the infinite sword light shining brightly and prospering, turning into a field of swordsmanship to protect the heaven and earth.

The blood mist was retreating steadily in the sword light's attack, and was constantly being destroyed and strangled. In the end, only a scream was heard, and the aura belonging to the old palace owner weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I hate you for ruining our good deeds, but it won't be long before we can return to the starry sky -"

The moment the strange message came out, the brilliant sword light roared past, completely wiping out the old palace master's vitality!

"Father—"

Feng Xia keenly caught a sad cry.

When he arrived at the scene, he only saw a mess of ruins. The sword light dispersed the black and yellow energy, and a bunch of people fell on the ground. A handsome young man was walking around, checking the injuries of those with magical powers. .

He saw the silent Lu Zhe, the demigod elder of the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion, kneeling on his knees and staring blankly ahead.

There were many people around him, and their performances were almost the same.

You can see that at the intersection of their sights, a mutilated body fell there, with no breath in it, being swept away by the endless sword light, making it difficult to see his true face.

But judging from the remaining aura, it must be the corpse of the old palace master.

"Why, why?"

"Old Palace Master, why are you the one who betrayed Nan Tian?"

"why……"

Too many whys linger in their minds.

However, they already had an answer in their hearts that they didn't want to believe.

Those blood mist are so iconic, as long as their cultivation reaches a certain level, almost no one knows about them.

The blood mist comes from Nantian’s biggest enemy——

The Lord of Blood!

That is a terrible enemy from outside the southern sky. Wherever the blood mist passes, all spirits are withered, the stars are dim, and the red ground is hundreds of thousands of miles away!

The top ten sects have always occupied the best resources and possess the strongest power in the south. At the same time, they also shoulder the heaviest responsibilities.

Fight against the army of the Blood Lord!

When some true gods are old and think that they are unable to fight against the calamity of true gods, they will choose to go to the battlefield and risk their lives to kill the army of the Lord of Blood.

It's a pity that the Blood Legion is so terrifying. It's almost endless. They kill as many as they want, and there's no end to them.

Over the long years, countless talented people have perished in this consumption.

Xuanhuang Holy Mansion has also trained many outstanding people, and many of them met their end in the battle with the blood.

Therefore, as long as they are within the scope of the Southern Sky Star Territory, no matter who dares to throw themselves into the arms of Wei Xue, whoever is the public enemy of the Southern Sky Clans!

"This kind of blood mist looks familiar, and the name Lord of the Bloody Blood..."

Almost immediately, Feng Xia thought of the Lord of Gray Mist Ying Daoyi, and the Lord of Bronze whom he had never met before!

"Gray mist, bronze mist, blood mist...maybe really related to it!"

There is no doubt that Ying Daoyi is the most terrifying enemy Feng Xia has encountered so far.

Even the original decisive battle only expelled Ying Daoyi from Xuanyuan World, but did not completely eliminate him.

In the blink of an eye, he had figured out the whole story.

"The old palace master is highly respected. During the 5000 years he has been the palace master, he has trained countless strong men. Even those who do not agree with his ideas will still call him master."

Lu Zhe came over with a weary look and whispered to Feng Xia: "Many of the strong men he trained are the main force against the blood, so no one expected..."

His voice became increasingly difficult.

Even though there were thousands of words, they only turned into bitterness at this time.

The surrounding atmosphere was silent.

No one expected that the old master of the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion, the number one academy in the south, would be a minion of Wei Xue!

"If it weren't for this unfilial son..."

Lu Zhe looked at the young man holding the sword, his eyes flashed, and he changed his words at this point: "If it weren't for the Bamboo Sword God to take action and kill someone by surprise, I'm afraid no one would have thought of this."

——In fact, if you analyze it carefully, you can still find some clues.

For example, it was clear that the end was approaching, but the old palace master did not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but stayed in the Xuanhuang Holy Palace, as if waiting for something.

Thinking about it now, maybe he was waiting for the True God Tribulation to break out.

Once the True God Tribulation breaks out and the dying True God goes completely crazy, it will definitely cause terrible damage to the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion.

There are many big forces in the Southern Star Region who would choose to send their disciples to the Holy Mansion to learn principles that are not found in the cultivation sect.

It is conceivable that once the old palace master falls into madness, these geniuses will be seriously damaged.

Even in the worst case scenario, there will be a terrible talent vacancy in the Southern Star Territory for hundreds or thousands of years in the future.

At that time, the Bloody Blood Army will be able to march straight in and invade Nantian easily!

"Everyone, Foolish Father has long since become old and decrepit. He is a companion of the evil blood and is an enemy of Nantian. Today, I will kill Foolish Father to rectify the world."

Then the voice of the Bamboo Sword God came: "However, the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion cannot be left without an owner for a day. Before the real master of the palace appears, I am willing to do my best and temporarily act as the master of the palace. I don't know what you think. how?"

"The Sword God kills the scum of the South and clears the universe. There is nothing better than this position!"

"The position of Palace Master is vacant. The Sword God is both virtuous and virtuous, so he should be in charge of Xuanhuang."

At this time, one by one the elders and masters of the Holy Palace who were rescued by the Bitter Bamboo Sword God spoke in agreement.

After the conspiracy of the old master of the palace was exposed, and the Kuzhu Sword God killed his relatives and cut off a conspiracy, the previous criticism was reversed in an instant.

"The position of Palace Master is hard work, and I hope the Sword God will take care of me."

"We would like to respect the Sword God together as..."

"Is this a fair and justifiable act of killing one's father to achieve enlightenment?"

Feng Xia quietly entered the semi-celestial state and observed the Kuzhu Sword God: "Speaking of the title Kuzhu, it sounds like someone from the Buddhist sect..."

In the semi-celestial state, his perception is extremely sharp.

No matter how subtle the change of mood is, I may not notice it myself, but it cannot catch Feng Xia's eyes.

At first glance, Feng Xia's feeling was...

bitter!

As his name suggests, the Bamboo Sword God has a sad look on his face. Even though he has won the position that he thinks about day and night, he doesn't show much joy.

On the contrary, Feng Xia felt great sadness and bitterness from this young sword god.

"What's going on with this guy? Why doesn't he smile?"

Suddenly at this moment, Feng Xia caught a glimpse of something on the corpse of the old palace master out of the corner of his eye.

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Chapter 0909

The corpse of the old palace master was already in disrepair.

Probably because he mobilized the power of the blood mist to fight, and while strengthening his own strength, he also suffered the terrible backlash of the blood mist.

In addition, he was defeated in the end and died at the hands of the Bitter Bamboo Sword God, and it was even more impossible to leave a complete body.

"Hey, this mark seems to be..."

However, when Feng Xia was in a half-human state and looked at the corpse of the old palace master, he suddenly discovered something different.

Although the injuries outside the body were quite terrible, there was no damage caused by the sword in the old palace master's body!

"My swordsmanship has reached the second level of heaven. Unless the god of swordsmanship is resurrected, it is impossible for anyone in today's Xuanhuang Holy Mansion to surpass me in swordsmanship."

It is a fact recognized by everyone that the Bitter Bamboo Sword God killed the old palace master.

Therefore, there was absolutely no need for him to go to any unnecessary lengths and erase the kendo from the master of the old mansion afterwards.

"The Bitter Bamboo Sword God must indeed be a true god. It is almost impossible to hide his weakness in the battle just now, so he must have used all his strength to attack."

"But a true god of swordsmanship who used all his strength has never left any swordsmanship in the main body of the old mansion. What does this mean?"

When he asked himself the question in his heart, Feng Xia had already guessed the answer.

This shows that the old palace master was probably not killed by the Bitter Bamboo Sword God!

"If it wasn't killed by Kuzhu Sword God, then there is only one possibility...the old palace master actually committed suicide!"

"Could it be that you were accidentally eroded by the blood mist and wanted to preserve Wanjie, so you made this decision?"

Feng Xia frowned unconsciously. The clear thinking she had just now encountered obstacles again.

If the old palace master's purpose was to preserve Wanjie, it can be said that he has completely failed.

From the respected old master of the palace who was admired by everyone, to a scum magical person who took refuge in the blood, it really only happened between the two.

In the end, what was achieved was the reputation of the Bamboo Sword God!

Seeing the Kuzhu Sword God discussing his future countermeasures surrounded by everyone, a bold idea flashed through Feng Xia's heart for no apparent reason.

"Is everything the old palace master is doing to pave the way for the Bamboo Sword God?"

"Everyone knows that their father and son are at odds, and it didn't happen for a year or two. If he died in the battle with the Bamboo Sword God, no one would doubt that it was the Bamboo Sword God who did it!"

"Turn the tide and cut off the bloody conspiracy, and your reputation will be unparalleled."

"In terms of cultivation, he is the true god of swordsmanship, and he can be said to be the most lethal among all the soldiers!"

"In addition, the Kuzhu Sword God has shown his thunderous skills. As long as he takes the position of palace master, whatever he wants to implement next will become extremely easy!"

In the flash of lightning, Feng Xia felt that he had touched the truth.

He looked at the young man with a sad face again, who seemed to notice his gaze and cast a doubtful look.

Obviously, he didn't know Feng Xia.

But his sword heart was trembling, and he clearly felt a terrible threat from Feng Xia's body!

"Fellow Daoist Kuzhu, are you interested in talking?"

Just when Kuzhu Sword God was wondering, he suddenly heard a chuckle coming from his ears: "You came at a perfect time. You didn't know that I had just cracked the Star Sword before."

The young man with a sad face shook his body, revealing a deep sense of disbelief.

The Star Sword has been cracked?