Wizard War God

Lee Yijian's pupils constricted, he was extremely shocked! He had not expected the blood witch's spell to be so terrifying.

Xie Ming's right arm exploded, transforming into rows after rows of blood red disgusting maggots that formed a large maggot net and trapped Xue Zhantian within it.

Maggots covered Xue Zhantian's body and desperately drilled into it.

The sky seemed to have turned completely black, and all that could be seen were blood-red, disgusting maggots.

The maggots looked terrifying and ferocious, but in reality, the greatest killing power of a spell was crushing one under it. It terrified people, and they lost their wits and gave up on resisting and begging for mercy.

Xue Zhantian felt as if his body was being pressed down by a mountain. He felt a stifling sensation in his chest, as if he was about to vomit blood.

Although Xue Zhantian's inheritance of magic had failed, as a Ninth Prince, he had a deep understanding of magic and knew that if he kneeled down, he would immediately be eaten up by the disgusting maggots.

"Sword. A sharp sword has an edge. It's better to break than to bend. One sword breaks ten thousand techniques!"

Not only did the strong pressure not make Xue Zhantian yield, it had instead stimulated his lofty sentiments.

Xue Zhantian was not afraid. On the contrary, his blood started to boil and the Lotus Birth With Martial Spirit floated above his head.

"Why did I pick up the sword?"

"Picking up the sword is to protect the family, to protect the country."

"Then in the future, I will use the Guardian Sword."

Xue Zhantian's consciousness shot out, he finally found the feeling that something was not right, why did the sharp sword not follow his hand, and it turned out that he was protecting his own home, even at the cost of his life, he did not have any regrets.

The Dao of the Sword focused on the sword, while the Dao of the Sword focused on the sword.

After Xue Zhantian passed on the Vital Channel Three Technique to him, he did not know why, but he had a faint reaction to these three sword moves.

Many people who were comprehending the Vital Channel Three Technique had entered the wrong zone.

It is thought that dragonfly is a calm water surface, dragonfly is the water surface, caused a ripple, that is to say, with the flow.

When the rippling ripples reached the surface of the river, a third move would appear, the surging waves.

At that time, the almighty elder who left behind the Vital Channel Three Technique also gave a similar explanation.

This was the truth, the dead truth. No one would be wrong to comprehend it, but only when a supreme expert was enlightened would others be able to enter the wrong realm.

Intent Domain Error Zone, Sword Truth Error Zone.

The almighty being had said that in order to comprehend the Vital Channel Three Technique, one must comprehend the sword intent of the Dao of the Sword.

Xue Zhantian finally understood and understood.

Which almighty being uses a heavy sword? The way of the sword is unable to use Vital Channel Three Technique because these three moves use a heavy sword.

A dragonfly touching the water lightly. This was a very agile sword technique. If a sword was used, it would be dancing. If a heavy sword was used, it would be a sword attack that would shock the heavens.

With a light tap, a majestic sword intent surged out violently. All of the sword intent gathered in a light tap and poured into the enemy's body, killing him with a single slash.

"Dragon Subduing the Water, One Sword Break Ten Thousand Arts!"

At that moment, Xue Zhantian's body erupted with a majestic aura, with a swing of his sword, a majestic sword concept exploded out.

The blood-red maggots turned to ashes in an instant, and the sky turned bright in an instant.

"How is this possible?" Seeing that his life spell had been broken, Blood Name cried out in fear as fresh blood spurted out from his mouth.

If he killed the enemy with his life sorcery, half of the Blood Essence would disappear and he would not be able to raise his cultivation level again in the future.

If it was broken, it would mean the death of a person with a small life. Even their soul would disappear and never be reborn. This was the most terrifying punishment for backlash from spells.

"Sword Intent Mastery, One Sword Break Ten Thousand Arts. Even without profound strength, a Fourth grade Refining Body martial artist could still kill an early stage Natal Stage martial artist, a genius, and a peerless genius. " Lee Yijian exclaimed in his heart.

For the sake of the sect, Lee Yijian decided to pull Xue Zhantian into the sect for sure. If such a genius were to be recruited by another sect or Royal Academy, it would definitely be a tragedy.

The reason why Xue Zhantian's comprehension of the Dao of the Sword increased so quickly was because he had a child's heart, a guardian's heart, and an unyielding willpower. All of these fulfilled the requirements of his comprehension of the way of the sword.

Meeting these requirements did not mean that he could comprehend the sword intent. It was mainly due to the lack of spiritual force. How could he comprehend the Dao of the Sword?

Also because he had consumed the liquid refined from the Wolf King grass, instead of raising his cultivation of Genuine Qi, it had instead increased his mental energy. This allowed Xue Zhantian to have enough spirit energy to comprehend the meaning of the sword, thus his sword intent had reached the Large Success stage.

A master of the path of the sword was a master of the path of the sword. He was known as a master of the way of the sword.

A grandmaster level sword master, even if they only had a few Divine Sword Sect. Xue Zhantian was still a child, even if he was a sword master, it was impossible to predict how far he would go in the future.

"Clap clap!" A round of applause rang out!

"Today, I have finally witnessed the most terrifying magic of the blood witch."

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

Footsteps.

A group of black-clothed men appeared from every direction, each holding a sharp sword in their hands.

A youth around fifteen years old walked towards them. A few big men held up a huge umbrella for him as they strolled towards them.

The corner of Xue Zhantian's mouth twitched a few times as he stared at the youth with resentment.

The young man was Qin Fei Cai, Qin Feizhu's brother, and he was the one in charge of chasing and killing Xue Zhantian.

Under the huge umbrella, there were two young men, one was Qin Feicai, and the other was dressed in a beautiful warrior outfit.

The warrior was about sixteen years old, and his handsome face, with its dark eyes, had been ruined.

"Xue Zhantian, I never thought that you would still be alive, but you must die. Otherwise, not only will you die, even your Blood Witch Clan will be destroyed. " Qin Fei laughed sinisterly.

"Trash, did your brain get kicked by a donkey, or did your brain get flooded?" Xue Zhantian was furious at Qin Fei Cai's words.

"You don't know how to appreciate favors. Do you know who the person beside me is?" Qin Fei Cai was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out, as he said in a stern voice.

"What is he?" Xue Zhantian sneered, his hand tightly holding onto the sword hilt, he was prepared to attack at any time. Although there were many people, he was not afraid at all.

"He is the Inner Sect Juniors of the Divine Martial Sect, little sister's fiance, you living is little sister's shame, so you must die, and your clansmen must die as well!" Qin Fei Fei was so angry that he almost wanted to grind Xue Zhantian to dust.

"Little bastard, kneel down and kowtow to commit suicide, I'll let your people go." Lee Yidao was very haughty, in his eyes, Xue Zhantian was no different from an ant, he could pinch Xue Zhantian to death however he wanted.

Xue Zhantian's heart sank. Lee Yijian was different from everyone else, they were all descendants of Divine Martial Sect. What was the relationship between them?

If he was a brother, then Lee Yijian was also the killer who pursued and killed the Blood Witch Clan.

Xue Zhantian cared a lot about Lee Yijian, this friend. If he was the one chasing and killing his clan members, Xue Zhantian would feel very sad and would unhesitatingly pull out his sword to fight him.

"There is a child called Lee Yijian in the Divine Martial Sect, what does that have to do with you?" Xue Zhantian asked.