Chapter 284

Looking at some crazy ningyue, the other party disdained to smile and hummed: "now you are not as good as that little girl, and you want to win me? Victory depends on strength, not a cruel word in anger

The next moment, he stepped forward and slashed.

Dang!

At the moment of collision, Ning Yue's body trembled violently and retreated for more than a few meters. The humming and trembling blade was nailed down into the earth, which managed to stabilize the retreating body.

Between the fingers holding the sword, the blood falls, flows through the case and directly flows into the front of the sword.

"Well, it's vulnerable."

Zhang Jiaqiang shook his head and looked at the dark Xuan ancient sword in ningyue's hand. He grinned and said, "but your sword is good. It can be cut in one blow. It's not broken. It's not even damaged. Interesting. It's going to be another collection for me soon. "

"I'm afraid you don't have that life."

Panting a drink, rather more looking back at the eye behind still can't get up Murong Feiyun, suddenly draw back, fell to her side.

Murong Feiyun bit her teeth and hummed: "although I'm not willing to admit it, now I don't have the ability to stand up. As you can see, my hands can't move at all. "

"I don't need you to move. Can I have some of your blood?"

Rather more deep voice says, dark Xuan ancient sword arrives, touched the shoulder of the other party.

Feeling that wipe some strange cold, Murong Feiyun is not clear, so, however, she still nodded. She believed that in this case, ningyue would never do anything useless.

"Well, do it."

The point of the sword suddenly pierces Murong Feiyun's shoulder. The other side hums tightly and softly, saying nothing more.

At the same time, Ning Yue clenched the hilt with both hands and closed his eyes.

"Sword spirit, urge the magic weapon that I got in the Maui mountains. I know that blood awakening can only be used once a day, but now there is a part of my body that is a real demon. Concentrate your strength on it, quick

"This... Master, unstable forces are likely to destroy your body!" The sword spirit is obviously hesitating, and at this moment, her voice is also a little weak.

"Is it difficult? Do you have any other way to deal with the current situation?"

Ning Yue drinks coldly in his heart. All he can rely on now is the power of the dark Xuan ancient sword and the three blood elixirs in his body that he doesn't know if they can work successfully.

In the illusory space, the sword spirit looks up at the blood red sky above, closes his eyes and nods gently. At the same time, she waved, translucent body suddenly more fuzzy. On the other side, a mass of blood light startled strange ripples.

"Master, let's make a bet. However, this blood sacrifice is not enough. You need more! "

"More?"

Rather more a Leng, very quickly, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"No problem, there are dozens of fresh strong bodies here. Hello, Jianling, since the dark Xuan ancient sword can suck blood essence, now use all your strength to strengthen that ability and drain the blood of all the fresh corpses nearby! Idea, don't affect Zhi Li and Murong Fei Yun! "

"What? This method... Although it's quite chaotic, it can't be said that it's really effective. "

The sword spirit suddenly smiles and turns her palms and fingers. With her action, a dark red spirit array slowly emerges on the void earth below.

"That's a bet!"

Zheng Zheng——

At the next moment, on the edge of the dark Xuan ancient sword that Ning Yue held up, the gorgeous rust faded away, the buzzing of the edge full of gorgeous scarlet was stopped, and the waves were rippling in the void, and gradually integrated with the night.

"What are you doing?"

In front of him, the famous Zhang Jiaqiang was surprised, and his instinctive vigilance made him step forward in a hurry.

Whoosh!

At the same moment, a fierce wind broke through the night sky, stabbed hard, and jumped out of the side of the figure.

"Well?"

Ding——

As soon as the blade turned and cut across, the attack arrow split into two pieces and fell. Zhang Jiaqiang stopped walking and turned to look into the distance. In that direction, there is only one commanding point that can be seen.

Three hundred meters away, on the eaves of a four story Inn, a feather hunter in strong clothes pulled out five arrows from behind him at one time and put on the bowstring together. With all his strength, the bow was like a full moon.

"Sorry, ningyue. I'm late! "

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

The next moment, the string moves, the arrow comes out, startled like a thunderbolt.

In the face of the arrow rain falling from the sky, the famous Zhang family's strong man did not dare to underestimate. He waved his sword and jumped up to meet the attack. At the same time, he turned his head and said, "Alan, go and solve that boy!"

Hearing the speech, another strong man nodded, took out his sword, jumped from the eaves, straightened out his sharp edge and ran straight to ningyue.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Before the sword attack, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the Haijia courtyard, which was shrouded by death. All of a sudden, the fresh corpses that had just died began to wriggle and tremble, and blood arrows shot out of their newly opened wounds towards ningyue's dark Xuan.

When the strong man attacked ningyue to the last meter in front of him, the latter's eyes changed, and the dark Xuan sword suddenly fell, and the red color was full of violence and killing.

Ping!

When the sword fell, Zhang Jiaqiang, who was called a Lang, stopped suddenly. The next moment, his sword split in two. Spatter of blood, a wisp of scarlet peel out, into the red sword back inside.

"What

On the other side, the last Zhang Jiaqiang shot down another wave of arrow rain blocked by Yu hunting. When he saw his companion fall, he was furious. It's a shame that only one of us is left in the inevitable war.

Completely disregarding the sharp arrow that once again left the string in the distance, he drank angrily and swung his sword. All his strength was concentrated in his wrists and poured down under the blade.

For a moment, an arc of black knife awn paddles in the night sky, as if to cover up the already dim stars and moon, making the vast night even darker. And under the deep cold, the fatal destruction was cut down.

"Go to hell!"

There is no other choice, would rather not hide, behind him is Murong Feiyun, he never gave up to help his own people. Although, the other side is not a companion.

"Sword spirit, do your best!"

"I understand!"

All of a sudden, all of the blood essence gathered into the dark Xuan ancient sword. In the illusory space inside the sword, a drop of sticky scarlet falls from the crack, and its speed slows down slightly when it swims in front of the sword spirit. With a little white hand stretching out, a dazzling red light rises and shines from the void below.

The pattern of twelve petals of emperor's blood red lotus reappeared. Where the flashing sword edge collided with the blade, the extremely fierce wind roared wildly. The houses and trees around the compound were cut into pieces and turned into dust in the wind.

Not only that, but also the arrow that the feather hunted stopped three meters away from the two men's sides, and the crack spread from the arrow to the tail feather and turned into nothingness.

Boom!

His body sank, and under the strong pressure, ningyue's feet fell to an inch, and his upper body's clothes were almost destroyed in the roaring wind, with bloodstains on his arms and chest.

"Sword spirit, isn't it ready yet?"

The limit is coming.

Looking down at the pattern of emperor's blood red lotus, the sword spirit's frown finally loosened.

Ping!

A line of red sword light flickered in the void, the black sword awn completely cracked, and Zhang Jiaqiang was defeated and retreated. However, on the twisting blade in his hand, new forces began to gather again.

On the other side, Ning Yue roared and leaped in the air. The spirit array originally engraved on the sunken earth rose with his body and stood behind him. The red spirit array is still turning, full of light will expand the lines to the limit of the moment, the color is suddenly turned into dark red.

In the nothingness, there is a strange beast giant head in the night sky opened a bloody mouth, a bite, the figure directly swallowed.

In a flash, the spirit array disappeared, and in the sword of ningyue's volley, the fierceness of the deep cold was unprecedented terror.

"Don't think you won!"

Zhang Jiaqiang shouts at the bottom of his hoarse, and his black and strange Sabre swings another arc of cold light. However, compared with ningyue's sword power, there is no doubt that fireflies compete with the sun and the moon.

Boom!

Whoa!

When the sword fell, the earth trembled and sank, and the fierce sword Qi was invincible. It directly crossed the blocking sword and cut the flesh and blood body below into blood mist, declaring his death.

Ding——

The only thing left was the strange saber, which fell into the depression of the earth, but was still unharmed.

"What kind of power is this?"

The same shock at the same time in see this scene of feather hunt and Murong Feiyun heart concussion, just so terrible blow, unprecedented.

Moreover, the exertion of ningyue is already at the end of a strong crossbow. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to be able to control such a powerful force.

Standing in front of the depression, Ning Yue gasped, and his clothes were destroyed. On the contrary, he felt that although the power in his body was exhausted, it was better than the state before Murong Feiyun's blood essence.

"Fourth, overeating?"

He looked down at the rusty dark Xuan sword in his hand and could not help sighing. Unexpectedly, the fourth seal will be lifted here.

After that, Ning Yue squatted down to grab it and picked up the only remaining strange sabre. Under the impact just now, the sabre was still intact. It was a miracle.

The only explanation is that it's a very high-level psionic weapon. However, in addition to sharp and hard, there seems to be nothing special.

In the distance, Yu hunting could breathe a sigh of relief. However, his eyes soon changed again, and what reflected in his eyes was a piece of fire.

"It doesn't seem to be over yet..."

Outside the Haijia courtyard, hundreds of people gathered to shine the night sky with weapons and torches.