"Hey! What's going on? Why is the power of this bloody blade fragment far less than that of Junior Brother Jiang?" Chen Ziping looked at the bloody blade fragment that was shooting towards the blood-robed ancestor, and was puzzled. Look at Jiang Tian.
"If it were Junior Brother Jiang's bloody blade fragment, its power would never be weakened so much. Is it because this bloody blade fragment is not as big as the one in Junior Brother Jiang's hand?" Shi Feibai also looked at Jiang Tian in confusion. I am confident that I will never be wrong. The bloody blade fragment in Jiang Tian's hand and the one sacrificed by Zhou Wankun must be from the same magic weapon, but why is there such a big difference in power?
Xu Ruoling said softly: "Maybe it's just because the person who sacrificed the blood blade fragment is different. If it is Junior Brother Jiang, I believe that the power of the blood blade fragment is definitely more than that!"
Jiang Tian nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Zhou Wankun doesn't seem to be good at the secret method of attacking the soul, so the power of the soul is not top-notch among the perfect monks of Zi Mansion. If someone else controls this blood blade fragment, its power will be It should be possible to improve a lot!”
Although Jiang Tian said it cryptically, Xu Ruoling and the others knew that when Jiang Tian said someone else, he was talking about himself.
The blood-robed ancestor didn't seem to expect that his attack would be defeated by the blood blade fragment. He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a ferocious smile: "Interesting, Zhou Wankun, this treasure in your hand is really Interesting, after I kill you, it will be mine!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pushed it out gently in front of him. The violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by an invisible whirlpool, rushing towards his palm one after another, and then bloomed with bloody light, in front of him, Condensed into a shield.
boom!
After the blood blade fragment hit the shield, ripples immediately appeared on the shield. Immediately afterwards, the blood-robed ancestor standing behind kept retreating, and was pushed out by the blood blade fragment for more than ten feet. Finally, Only then could he stand still.
After the power was exhausted, the blood blade fragments turned into a stream of light, drew an arc, and flew back to Zhou Wankun.
Zhou Wankun looked solemn, as if he didn't expect that even though he sacrificed the sect's secret magic weapon, he could not hurt the blood-robed ancestor!
The blood-robed ancestor chuckled and said loudly: "What other abilities do you have, just use them all?"
"Elder Zhou, what should we do now? Isn't this guy too strong?"
"That's right! I didn't expect that he couldn't even deal with this bloody phoenix blade. Do we really have to go back and ask the Supreme Elder to take action?"
"The skills practiced by the blood-robed ancestor are too evil. As long as you continue to kill, your strength will increase. If you don't kill him this time, even the Supreme Elder may not be his opponent next time! "
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The monks of the North River Sword Sect all had looks of panic and fear in their eyes. The strength of the blood-robed ancestor was so strong that they all felt desperate. In their hearts, unless the Supreme Elder took action, they would never be able to kill him. The blood-robed ancestor was defeated.
"Don't worry, I am enough to deal with him. Do you think that the sect master sent me out to destroy the blood-robed ancestor without any preparation?" Zhou Wankun turned to look at the disciples of the Beihe Sword Sect around him, and then took out the Najie. A short sword with purple light rippling.
This dagger was three inches long at the back, and the entire blade glowed with purple light. It was faintly visible that there were countless dense seals engraved on it, giving people an extremely weird feeling.
After Zhou Wankun took out his dagger, he first lightly scratched his hand with the dagger, and then the purple light on the blade suddenly poured into his wound, causing the blood flowing out of his palm to swell. Glowing with a faint purple light.
"Blood-robed Ancestor, this time I will let you know the true power of the bloody phoenix blade!" Zhou Wankun raised his head to look at the Blood-robed Ancestor, smiled at him, and then raised his hand to smear the blood in his palm on his forehead. , the blood surging with purple light immediately invaded his forehead, and then transformed into a complicated and weird talisman that shone with purple light.
"Blood Phoenix Broken Blade?"
After Jiang Tian heard Zhou Wankun's words, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He had never known the origin of the blood blade fragment before. Could it be that the Beihe Sword Sect knew what magic weapon the blood blade fragment fell from?
"Junior Brother Jiang, look, that guy's soul power seems to be growing!"
At this moment, Shi Feibai exclaimed, causing Jiang Tian to come back to his senses immediately.
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Wankun, only to see that Zhou Wankun's soul power seemed to suddenly surge a lot, turning into a purple light like a physical companion, which continued to sink into the remaining blood phoenix blade suspended in front of him, and then turned into He saw the bloody light blooming on the broken blade of the Blood Phoenix.
"It should be because of the purple dagger. After he wiped the blood from his palm on his forehead, the power of his soul began to grow!" Xu Ruoling looked solemn. He never expected that there was such a magic weapon that could actually be used in a short time. Nei Rang Zhou Wankun's soul power increased so much that it was almost comparable to a half-step Wanxiang Realm powerhouse!
Jiang Tian nodded lightly and said in a deep voice: "If he uses the power of his soul at this moment to activate the bloody phoenix blade, the power may be twice as powerful as before!"
"So, to deal with this blood-robed ancestor, you don't need to take action, Junior Brother Jiang!" Chen Ziping chuckled, as if he didn't expect things to be so easy this time.
"No!"
Jiang Tian shook his head slightly, but his expression became more solemn. He glanced at Chen Ziping who was puzzled, and lowered his voice: "Although this elder of the Beihe Sword Sect has trump cards and killing moves, the blood-robed ancestor didn't do anything at all before." You didn’t use your full strength!”
Having said this, Jiang Tian paused for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Don't forget, I said that the strength of the blood-robed ancestor at this moment is still higher than that of the Supreme Elder of Qianling Mountain who sacrificed his blood to the sect leader. He is far away from Wanxiang In the early days, we really only had to pierce through a layer of window paper. Although this North River Sword Sect elder can activate the blood phoenix residual blade with the power of the soul that is close to half-step of the cultivator of the All-Seeing Realm, he may not be able to defeat the blood-robed ancestor!"
When the blood-robed ancestor saw the broken blade of the blood phoenix floating in front of Zhou Wankun, he couldn't help but have a solemn look in his eyes. He raised his hand and stroked it from the ring, followed by a long knife surging with blood-colored light. appeared in his hands.
There are circles of blood-colored ripples on this long knife. If you look carefully, you can find countless ferocious faces faintly surging among these blood-colored ripples. Each face seems to be roaring in pain. It gives people an extremely terrifying feeling.
A ferocious light bloomed in Zhou Wankun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Ancestor of Blood Robe, today is your day of death!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and pointed at the blood-robed ancestor, and then the blood phoenix fragment in front of him, which was trembling slightly, immediately let out a scream like a phoenix, turned into a blood-colored rainbow, and shot toward the blood-robed ancestor's eyebrows. .
