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Chapter 725

"Boom" sounded a loud noise.

The sword Sheng Shiping was shot out by the blood spirit ancestor, and the sound of the puppet sound caused a huge roar, and accompanied by a burst of skeletal cracked sounds.

The sword saint Shi Ping not only spit out a mouthful of old blood, but even the arm that was fighting hard with the Blood Spirit Ancestor was broken into several pieces, completely forming an incredible arc.

As soon as the Shi Ping landed, he had no power to fight again.

"Brother ... Brother!"

Among the three, only the sword immortal Wen Rui was left. The boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. Seeing that the two brothers were seriously injured by the Blood Spirit Ancestor, he was immediately filled with grief and angry, and he was furious and headed towards him desperately.

The blood spirit ancestors rushed to the past.

The sword in his hand was inspired to the extreme by his spiritual power. When a sword passed, he cut the ground out of a huge gap, but the vertical sword gas was about to spread to the blood spirit ancestor. Suddenly, suddenly it was suddenly.

In an instant, a bloody energy filled the air, blocking Wen Rui's sword energy less than a meter in front of him.

Wen Rui made a fuss and ran towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor again, slashing more than a dozen swords at the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor had a look of a cat playing with a mouse on his face, and his body flexibly dodged left and right, and he was not in a hurry to kill Wen Rui.

For the Blood Spirit Ancestor, the other two people have been dealt with by themselves, and it is easy to kill Wen Rui. This Shenlong Island does not seem to have a particularly powerful master. It has not been moving for a long time, so it just takes him to practice his hands.

Shi Ping, who was knocked away before, fell to the ground and vomited blood. The third brother Feng Guang was also entangled by the blood refining ball. The blood power on the blood refining ball surrounded Feng Guang's body, and the infinite bloodthirsty power made him

It was difficult to control his body, and some blood vessels had burst open, and blood began to be sucked by the blood refining cells.

Wen Rui was completely crazy and kept slashing at the Blood Spirit Ancestor and slashing more than a dozen heavy swords at the Blood Spirit Ancestor, which could not hurt him at all.

When these heavy swords slashed out, they consumed a lot of spiritual power. The moves in the future were not as fierce, and the rules were also messed up behind them.

The blood spirit ancestor smiled slightly and said, "If the old man wants to kill Er, it is really easy to slaughter the dog and slaughter the chickens, the boy, you see it ..."

As he spoke, the Blood Spirit Ancestor stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the long sword that Wen Rui cut out. The blood in his hand filled with blood and immediately covered the sword body. Wen Rui roared and punched the blood.

Lingzu's head was smashed.

But before his fist fell, the Blood Spirit Ancestor had already kicked it over, and Wen Rui's body flew out like a cannonball. After more than ten meters, it fell heavily on a wall.

A hole was smashed out of the wall, the blood flew, and the ribs on the chest collapsed a large piece.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor took Wen Rui's sword, measured it carefully in his hand for a moment, nodded and said, "The sword is still good, but it's almost a little bit."

As he said that, the Blood Spirit Ancestor inserted the sword to the ground, and the sword buzzed.

The next moment, the Blood Spirit Ancestor waved his hands, and the blood and energy all over his body reached its peak. While he waved his hands, the crazy body of the Dragon Three Swords suddenly flew up in the air, and was pulled by a huge force, towards the Blood Spirit.

The ancestor flew over here.

Shenlong three swordsmanship, all three of them were seriously injured at this moment, but no one died. Now, the body is led by the blood power, flying up, and the hearts are even more scary. The three of them knew in their hearts.

Then, then

In a moment, the blood on the three of them would be drained by the Blood Spirit Ancestor and then turned into three dead bones.

But he was so injured that he was unable to resist, and his body involuntarily flew towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor, getting closer and closer.

At this moment, they had given up their resistance and could only close their eyes and wait for death.

At this time, suddenly the ancestor of the blood spirit felt a huge sense of crisis behind him, and suddenly made the ancestor of the blood spirit ancestor a sense of shock.

There are even more powerful people in this Shenlong Island, besides the Shenlong Three Swordsman Crazy.

After feeling this huge sense of crisis, the ancestor of the blood spirit did not dare to delay for a while, shook his hands, and accepted the blood that spread everywhere, and at this time, a sharp sword qi chopped from behind his back.

come over.

At that critical moment, the Blood Spirit Ancestor turned into a blood mist and appeared more than ten meters away from the place he had just stood.

Before I could stand firm, I heard a huge roar.

The sword energy just now slashed straight from where he was standing.

Above the ground, there is a gully of more than ten meters long, spreading to a building not far away.

The building, which was more than ten meters high, was split into two pieces from the middle by the sword energy, and then collapsed toward both sides.

There was a loud "boom" sound, dust flew, dust spread everywhere, and the ground shook slightly.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at the person who had just slashed out the sword energy from under the scattered white hair.

But seeing the man was a old man in a white Zhongshan dress, with a white sword with a white and dragon gas in his hand. The sword in his hand turned out to be a dragon -horn sword.

This is a sword made of the corner top of the real dragon head, which is engraved with countless mysterious runes on it, exuding the majestic dragon gas. It is really a dragon and mighty.

Standing next to the white Zhongshan outfit, there were more than a dozen old men who were dressed like him, looking at the Blood Spirit Ancestor with a majestic look on his face.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor stared at the white Zhongshan suit for a long time, and the white Zhongshan suit also stared at the Blood Spirit Ancestor. The two looked at each other for five seconds. The Blood Spirit Ancestor asked gloomyly: "You

Who is it? "

"Shao Tian!" Two words popped out of the white Zhongshan suit with a full breath.

These two words are very important, and the heart of the Blood Spirit Ancestor also sank.

"Shao Tian, ​​a master at the national level, and Shao Tian, ​​the best master in the world, are you talking about?" asked the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

"I'm just a bandit, but I didn't expect that the leader of the Blood Spirit Sect, the Blood Spirit Ancestor, actually knew a small character like me. It's so honorable." The old man named Shao Tian said expressionlessly.

"I have always heard that there are people like you on the official side of China, but I have never seen them before. Today, I know that you are not flirting with reputation, but still have some real skills." The Blood Spirit Ancestor started for the first time

He attached importance to the opponent in front of him.
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