Chapter 1502

Shua!

All of a sudden, Zhao's sword suddenly came out of his waist.

And Zhao Ziming is the machete across the chest, eyes with a trace of cold, looking at the forest.

"I am good at using Dao, but this Dao is made of ordinary refined iron, not magic weapon. You can test it!"

After that, Zhao Ziming spits out his true Qi. Suddenly, the machete turns into a streamer and flies towards the forest sea like lightning.

However, on the way, the knife was blocked by a strong force, and then flew back at a faster speed. Zhao Ziming raised his eyebrows and took it in his hand.

And at this time, the voice of the forest sea, just light spread.

"No, it doesn't make any difference to me whether you use ordinary weapons or magic weapons."

Lin Hai's words, suddenly let Zhao Ziming's face change, the face shows the color of shame and anger.

"Hum, arrogance!"

Zhao Ziming a cold drink, Lin Hai's words, it is the contempt of his red fruit, let him how can not be angry?

"In that case, look at the knife!"

After that, Zhao Ziming's figure suddenly disappeared in the same place. Then, in the middle of the sky, there were countless evil spirits rolling around the knife awn. The wind howled like ghosts, and with a strong murderous spirit, he fell towards the forest sea.

What a terrible knife

The envoys, who were watching, suddenly exclaimed, and their faces were shocked.

Zhao Ziming's knife looks ordinary, but the strong evil spirit contained in it is too terrible. They all feel the cold killing opportunity and the sound of breaking the sky like the howling of ghosts, which makes people feel a thrill and uneasy.

"It's no wonder that Zhao Ziming has been fighting for three years in the forest of monsters and beasts. If it wasn't for a man whose hands are covered with blood, it would never have been possible for Zhao Ziming to fight for three years."

The envoys whispered, and they had to admit that Zhao Ziming's sword was very powerful. If a person's heart was not strong, he would be scared to death just by the evil spirit from the blade's awn!

And Lin Hai suddenly raised his head, looking at the top of his head, awe inspiring knife, can not help but show surprise color.

"Zhao Ziming, as expected, has some skills."

After that, Zhao Yiyuan's Sabre has surpassed that of the East.

"It's a pity that Dongfang Ye is one level weaker than Zhao Ziming in the realm of cultivation, otherwise these two people should have a fight!"

In the face of Zhao Ziming's sharp and powerful knife, Lin Hai can't grasp it directly with his hand as he did with Dongfang Ye's knife. Instead, he turns his hand and suddenly the cold light condenses in his palm.

"Go!"

Then, Lin Hai gave a cold drink, and suddenly a white frost mist spewed out of his palm. In the air, the snow and frost suddenly fell, and the cold wind howled. Like the winter, a huge ice palm print appeared out of thin air, and hit Zhao Ziming with a knife.

Boom!

A huge sound came out. In the middle of the air, the time was splashing and the air waves were rolling like a tsunami, shaking the space. The icy palm print of the forest suddenly smashed Zhao Ziming's knife awn. Zhao Ziming's body suddenly flew upside down and fell to the ground after withdrawing more than ten meters. His eyes were shocked.

However, the ice fingerprints in the air were broken into pieces and turned into snow, fog and frost, which spread all over the earth. Lin Hai's body was unstable. He stepped back three times to get a firm figure. However, compared with Zhao Ziming, Lin Hai had the advantage.

Then, Lin Hai raised his head indifferently and looked at Zhao Ziming, who was shocked in the distance.

"Do you want to continue?"

As soon as Zhao Ziming raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with cold, and then an infinite evil spirit suddenly erupted from Zhao Ziming's body and quickly spread all around. All the people turned pale with fright and looked at Zhao Ziming with horror.

"This is the most terrible way of blood!"

One of the messengers gave a cry of surprise, showing an incredible look.

"Zhao Ziming, he even practiced the way of blood!"

"How unreasonable, he wants to be enchanted!"

The envoys suddenly turned pale and looked into Zhao Ziming's eyes, full of shock and complexity.

Only Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed and shook his head slowly.

"Zhao Ziming's way of blood is already perfect and can be controlled at will. As long as the heart does not fall into the devil's way, people will not become demons! This son is really a genius

The way of blood is very difficult to cultivate. If one is careless, he will become a devil. It is very rare for a person to practice the way of blood. Once the practice is successful, its power will be incomparably powerful, far superior to other ordinary Taoist techniques.

As soon as Zhao Zhiming's age came to an end, he didn't want to reevaluate his strength.

Having fully mastered the way of blood and being good at killing, Zhao Ziming's fighting power will inevitably be upgraded to one or more grades. In this way, it is hard to say who is stronger or weaker than Lin Hai.Lin Hai felt the murderous air from Zhao Ziming's body, but he also raised his eyebrows and showed a frightful look on his face.

"It's so murderous that it can affect my mood. What kind of magic is this?"

Lin Hai doesn't know the way of blood, but he can clearly feel that he has a trace of fear in his heart, which seems to be caused by Zhao Ziming's murderous spirit. He is completely out of his control, but can affect his mind.

And Zhao Ziming at this moment, his eyes suddenly become very red, the whole person as if from the nine hell, full of murderous gas, let people shiver cold, looking at the forest sea, cold mouth.

"Lin Hai, you are so strong that I have to use this terrible way of blood, but if the way of blood comes out, you must drink blood! You have time to give up now! "

Lin Hai heard it with a sneer. Although Zhao Ziming's terrible murder had a weak influence on Lin Hai's mind, it was still far from enough to frighten him.

"The way of blood? But so it is

Lin Hai shook his head with disdain at the corners of his mouth. Even the blood devil in the fairyland world, Lin Hai, had fought with him personally. Compared with Zhao Ziming, the way of blood is basically a pediatrics. What is it?

However, the words fall in Zhao Ziming's ears, but let him suddenly color change, as if by a great shame!

The way of blood, but he is most proud of the means, in the monster forest has more than once killed the powerful monster, save him and danger, Lin Hai dare to despise it?

Even the messengers on the stands shook their heads in secret, and felt that Lin Hai's words seemed to have gone too far.

The way of blood is terrible and difficult to deal with, but it is famous in the world of practice. Even if Lin Hai is a peerless genius, he may be arrogant to despise the way of blood.

"Oh, what a fearless ignorant man Zhao Ziming was angry and smiling, and nodded to Lin Hai.

"In this case, it's useless to talk about it more. Let's have a taste of the power of blood!"

After that, Zhao Ziming drank a lot, and the machete in his hand was suddenly raised high. Suddenly, the blood mist rose and the red light filled the sky, as if the whole space had become a sea of blood. It was frightening.

"Chop!"

At this time, a cold rebuke came from the air. Suddenly, the blood mist was rolling, and the knife awn rolled like a sea of blood waves, sweeping towards the forest sea, and instantly engulfed the forest sea in a blood red!

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