Chapter 1097

Hearing young martial artists mention Luo Feng, the face of the moon crabapple is not happy, showing a trace of sadness.

He was practicing in the vicinity of the red flame desert. A few days ago, he overheard the news that Luofeng was in the Chilong mountains. He thought it was a rumor and didn't care.

These two days, he heard that a large number of disciples of the demon sect appeared in the red flame desert to look for Luofeng. He was convinced that this was not an empty story. He came directly to help Luofeng.

Just now, when he saw the blood light in the sky, he recognized that it was the blood devil's blood clotting thunderbolt bullet. He wanted to see the situation, but before he had gone far, he was stopped.

"If you want to know the whereabouts of Luofeng, you'd better ask my sword first!"

The young martial artist's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were sinister and his eyes were full of strange blood color. With his sword cut off, the blood color of the three foot sword came out. It was ten meters long, and it was surrounded by blood, as if there were countless ghosts struggling and twisting, which was no more strange.

If the face of the Begonia is frosty, "in that case, I will ask you with my sword!"

Brush!

Holding the sword in both hands, Yue Haitang holds the sword pen in the center of his brow, and his eyes, through the edge of the sword, become extremely bright in vain, spewing out endless and amazing energy. In front of this momentum, the bloody sword spirit even has a sign of collapse.

The blue clothes on his body are hunting and flying. Without the action of the Begonia, a lot of sword shadows are separated from the sword in his hand. In a moment, thousands of sword Qi appear out of the sky, covering the whole space. It comes out like a wave of sword Qi and starts endless killing.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

The air is cut to pieces in an instant, and the bloody sword Qi enters the sword Qi range, just like the mud ox goes into the sea, which is difficult to enter inch by inch, and finally it is completely wiped out and dissipated invisibly.

The momentum of the sword is not reduced. With the continuous and ferocious sword momentum, it covers the young warrior.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Next to him, the middle-aged warrior felt the horrible sword power of yuehaitang, and his face was shocked.

In front of the sword power, he felt like a boat in a rough sea, even deprived of the courage to fight. The sense of oppression from the wind and rain could almost make people collapse.

"This is not emerald hall sword technique!"

The young man's face was gloomy, and his intention to kill the Begonia was aggravated again.

The other side is younger than him, and even has such strength. In a few years, he may not be able to stop the other side's move.

So, to kill this man, now is the last chance!

Deep in the eyes, the young man's face was fierce, his face was ferocious, his left index finger burst with sharp energy, and he did not hesitate to cut his right hand open.

Poop!

Blood sped out. Strangely, the blood did not fall down, as if it had spirituality, and merged into the vitality of youth.

Hum!

All of a sudden, the blood on the young warrior's body was brilliant, which soared for several minutes. It was extremely thick and red, as if there was a real blood fog around him, and the air was full of blood.

"Break it for me!"

Integrating the essence of the original blood, the young man's eyes are red, and his momentum is soaring. He holds a sword and splits it.

Wheeze!

The incomparably condensed blood color sword Qi rises in the wind. In a blink of an eye, it becomes a hundred feet in size. It is like a huge blood color waning moon, which cuts the layers of sword Qi into pieces, like a broken bamboo.

"Elder martial brother Cui even performed coagulation. How terrible is his strength?"

The one armed man's face was startled.

The young man himself is the best of the nine medium-term martial arts in lingxuanjing. After applying coagulation, his original blood essence can make his strength soar by 30%. His real strength is almost the same even if he can't compare with the latter martial arts in lingxuanjing.

However, this kind of secret technique has a great side effect. The consumption of blood essence can not be recovered in one day or two days. It needs to be recuperated slowly, so only at the critical moment of life and death can coagulation be performed.

It's beyond the expectation of the one armed warrior to perform coagulation as soon as he starts.

Brush!

The moon Begonia is not hard connected with the blood color sword Qi. The figure is flashing, leaving many illusions, avoiding the sword Qi range.

Looking at the young warrior who was surrounded by the blood mist, his brow was slightly wrinkled.

Just now, he was very concerned about the clotting thunderbolt bullet. He didn't want to spend too much time here.

At this time, his vision was once again shrouded in red light.

"Death!"

The young martial artists won't forgive people when they gained the power. The figure of the people rushed forward with the strong sword.

Yuehaitang's lips are light, he can see that the strength of the other side is not simple. If he doesn't use this strange martial arts, he is confident to win in a short time, but now it's impossible. He must continue to hold on until the other side's blood essence is exhausted.

But it will take a lot of time.

"Use this instead."

Eyes emerge decidedly, month Begonia left hand suddenly more than a jade plate.

The jade pendant is crystal clear, and there is a sword shaped dent with seven colors of Xuan light in the middle, which emits a strong energy of sharpness. It's the heart of the sword Tianyu that he asked Luo Feng to keep.

Hum!

As soon as the Tianyu in the heart of the sword appears, the momentum of the whole man changes. His clothes are hunting and dancing. His eyes are bright and sharp. The air in front of him is fragmented and distorted by the invisible force.

At the same time, a shadow of sword shape looms around him, and the astonishing energy rises from the sky. All the dust on the ground is stirred and whirled to form a dust vortex, which is connected to him and adds a bit of prestige.

Brush brush brush brush

The sword in yuehaitang's hand shakes gently.

All of a sudden, countless huge swords, like a storm, shot out with an indomitable momentum. Each sword Qi was extremely concise. The amazing artistic conception made the one armed and young martial artists shocked their minds. Their hearts were horrified and their spirits were firmly suppressed by these sword lights.

"Sword meaning!"

The young man's eyes were wide, and the dark pupils were filled with countless cold light and enlarged rapidly.

Poop! Laugh! Laugh! To make fun of...

The air is pierced, and everything in this space is cut to pieces, including the blood color sword gang that the young martial artist displays, as well as his body.

In the sky, there is only a bloody rain, which proves that the martial arts in blue have existed.

The one armed warrior stood still, stunned.

Just now, the young martial artist firmly suppressed yuehaitang. In a flash, he was killed with a sword and ended up with nothing left!

This sudden change made him think that he was hallucinating. It was just the fresh and bloody smell in the air, but it was very real

Whoo

Yue Haitang breathed softly, his face was a little white, he looked at the sword heart Tianyu in his hand, and said to himself:

"the sword meaning of others, after all, is a foreign thing..."

Shaking his head, Yue Haitang put away Tianyu, the heart of the sword, looked at the one armed warrior and said:

"what's the matter with that blood clotting thunderbolt bullet?"

When yuehaitang glanced at him, a layer of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the one armed warrior. He wanted to escape from the bottom of his heart, but thought of the miserable ending of the young warrior just now, he didn't dare to escape. He swallowed his saliva and replied:

"that's the signal to find Luofeng. No accident. Someone should have found Luofeng's whereabouts. We're just going to investigate. "

"He's really here..."

Smell speech, month Begonia eyes flash a brilliance, looking up at the distance gradually convergence of blood light, can't help but grip the sword.

"Yuehaitang, I know you are superior, but if you want to save Luofeng, I advise you to give up this idea. In order to kill Luo Feng, our blood devil sect has sent thousands of lingxuanjing disciples and ten demon level experts to take charge. The dead devil Taoist, whose accomplishments are close to Yuanhai, don't say you. Even if you are the ten new Dragons of canglan Dynasty, you will be killed by one move... "

In order to fight for the chance of life, the one armed warrior said nothing, but before he had finished speaking, he looked up and saw that there was an empty space in front of him, where was the figure of the Begonia.