The scream was soon overwhelmed by a louder sound below the peak.

"It's also a top-quality flying sword!"

"It seems that it is also level 5. Gai Feng is really hidden. He has such a good sword, but he has only taken it out now."

"If I had used this sword before, would it be higher?"

"Isn't that nonsense!"

"But that's a fifth-level flying sword, can he use it?"

"Not useful, what did he do?"

The crowd was excited and felt that a wonderful drama was about to begin.

Zhou Shu was also a little shocked. He had known that Gai Feng had the best flying sword, but he did not expect that this best flying sword would be the Red Dragon Sword!

Yes, it is almost exactly the same as the Red Dragon Sword he got before, and it is composed of three scales, except that there are two more pearls in the sword tail, and the level is also higher than the first level.

He seemed to be able to understand the determination in Gai Feng's previous eyes.

Taking out the Red Dragon Sword here is like showing your identity. Even if he is not Wei Shang, it must have a great relationship with Wei Shang.

Gai Feng, why do you do this?

He was a little confused and stared at Gai Feng, his expression becoming more and more focused.

On the high platform of Tianjianmen.

The exclamation came from here, which Chen Huayu couldn't help but make.

Zheng Huabai couldn't hide his excitement, "The last Red Dragon Sword is finally born!"

Chen Huayu murmured, "I didn't expect that the last Red Dragon Sword was the top fifth-level... It seems that this sword was left to him by Wei Shao. The sixth-level flying sword he used by Wugui was smashed by us when he escaped from the Tianjian Gate. Most of the time he refined this one later, while those fourth-level ones were all defective."

Zheng Huabai laughed and stroked his beard, "Haha, if I had known he would be like this, we wouldn't have to make a calculation. He knew he couldn't avoid it, so he finally gave up, hahaha!"

Chen Huayu seemed to be thinking, "But I can't figure it out, junior brother, that a thousand years have passed, why are you going to come out now? Does he want to do something?"

"What can a Jindan realm cultivator do!"

Because he was too excited and excited, Zheng Huabai's voice became extremely sharp, looking at Gai Feng below, "This time, I want him to destroy his soul!"

Before he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, as if he was about to go down.

Chen Huayu hurriedly said, "No."

Taoist Changxiao also stood up, "Senior Brother, now is not the time."

Chen Huayu nodded, "The sword meeting is underway now, and you cannot do it in public. It will be troublesome to be noticed by guests who do not understand it."

Zheng Huabai snorted, "What are you afraid of? Are you still worried about so much on our Liuming Mountain?"

Having said that, he still sat down, pinched his right hand hard, turned it for a while, as if he had grabbed the Gai Feng in his hand and crushed it.

His master was killed by Wei Shang back then, so he naturally hated Wei Shang a lot.

Chen Huayu smiled, "The left and right are just in the Golden Dan realm, and you can't escape the palm of your senior brother's hand if you do it later."

Zheng Huabai said disdainfully, "I naturally know that I just want to see him die sooner."

On a higher platform further away.

Like everyone else, Master Danwang Bushu also had a trace of doubt on his face, but the doubt was more like artificial and disappeared in a short while.

He stared at Gai Feng, and there was a trace of indescribable enthusiasm in his eyes, as if something that had been waiting for for a long time finally happened.

In the competition venue.

The arrogance on Zhuo Qingwen's face disappeared a lot.

"I didn't expect you to have a trump card, but what does that matter!"

He snorted angrily, and the tip of the sword continued to point at Gai Feng, "You are a Jindan realm sword cultivator, even if you have a fifth-level flying sword, can you exert one-tenth of your power?"

But the Chi Xiao trembled slightly, revealing the panic in his heart bit by bit.

Gai Feng still said nothing, and didn't even look at Zhuo Qingwen. He seemed to have only the Red Dragon Sword in his hand.

"Get out the sword, I see how you draw the sword!"

Zhuo Qingwen was still shouting.

Gai Feng raised his head and glanced at him. There was no spirit in his eyes, like a black hole, but there was a terrifying smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhuo Qingwen's expression stopped, and he suddenly choked when he cursed halfway.

Gai Feng has drawn his sword.

But to anyone's surprise, the direction of his sword was not his opponent, but himself.

He picked up the Red Dragon Sword and cut it towards him.

Blood kept flowing out, bit by bit, all scattered on the sword.

The three scales instantly turned red, and the blood color emitted, like rubies, emitted a faint light.

"what you do?"

Zhuo Qingwen was stunned for a moment, "Feed the sword with blood, are you crazy?"

Feeding a sword with blood is an unusual method for sword cultivators. First, you must have a top-quality flying sword, and then inject the essence and blood into the top-quality flying sword, which can better exert the power of the flying sword. However, doing so will cause great harm to the sword cultivator and will not be able to recover within a few years. Once the top-quality flying sword is raised by the essence and blood of the sword cultivator, the original power will feel the essence and blood and will form a dependence. Then, every time you use it in the future, you must drink blood to play the greatest role.

Feeding swords with blood will also destroy swords. Until the moment of life and death, there will never be any sword cultivator to use them.

There was even more shocking under the peak.

"What did he do?"

"Feeding the Sword with Blood is just a competition from the Sword Society. Why did he fight so hard?"

"I can't understand it either, but... it looks very good!"

On the high platform of Tianjianmen.

Several elders of Tianjianmen were also surprised.

Chen Huayu was stunned, "What did he do? What is he going to do?"

Zheng Huabai was still laughing, "What else can I do? I know I will die, just fight to the death. He is just afraid that he will escape with his sword. We should pay attention."

"He dares to come here even if he is in the Jindan realm, how could he want to escape?"

Chen Huayu obviously didn't think so, "I think it's a bit strange. This is not like something Wei Shang can do. Wei Shang cherishes swords very much, and will not do it even in life and death."

Zheng Huabai snorted, "He has changed a long time ago, and he is different from before, and he is probably crazy."

"I always think something is wrong..."

Chen Huayu was still murmuring, but he couldn't tell why.

On the Star Peak.

All the sword cultivators looked at Gai Feng with different expressions and there were also discussions in a low voice, not knowing why Gai Feng was like this.

Zhou Shu looked at Gai Feng and had an ominous premonition, which suddenly spread throughout his body.

He was much more alert and couldn't help but retreat a little. He felt that Gai Feng did this not for Zhuo Qingwen, but for fear of having other ideas, he had to be careful.

Fairy Lingyin, not far away, suddenly opened her eyes and condensed on Gai Feng.

The eyes were extremely beautiful, like the waves of autumn water, but at this time, no one paid attention to them.

Gai Feng was still holding the Red Dragon Sword, cutting himself with one sword at a time.

He completely ignored the pain, as if he was sculpting a work of art, but just regarded himself as that work of art.

The blood kept flowing out and was soon absorbed by the Red Dragon Sword.

The Red Dragon Sword became redder.

As blood spread, the entire Tianxing Peak was shrouded in a dark red layer.

There is silence on the Tianxing Peak.

Only Gai Feng keeps traumatizing himself.

Gradually, his body became much shriveled, and his originally tall and strong figure seemed to have shrunk halfway.
Chapter completed!