Since the establishment of the martial arts hall of the All-Martial Arts Association, it has rarely gone out on missions. Most of the time it has been scattered and hidden in some secret corners, and only Qin Qinglin knows these locations.
In Wu Tang's memory, as long as Wu Tang takes action, the mission will be completed neatly.
However, the sword cultivator who was facing off against Gu Xiaotian felt a thump in his heart at this moment.
He covered his wound and looked at Gu Xiaotian. At some point, the boy turned into a big mountain.
An insurmountable mountain.
Although he is not the strongest sword cultivator in the world, he has encountered many sword cultivators before, but they were not able to gain much advantage in his hands. Countless so-called geniuses died in his hands, but this time , but he felt an invisible pressure.
He once suspected that it was just his illusion.
"If we don't try our best, we'll have no chance."
Gu Xiaotian looked at the sword cultivator with a mocking look.
He originally thought it would be a fierce battle, but after the actual fight, he discovered that Wu Tang was much weaker than he thought.
The sword cultivator said nothing and released his hand from pressing the wound, which was covered with blood.
I saw him slowly exhaling a breath and wiping blood on his eyebrows.
Then he traced it straight down between his eyebrows, and a straight line of blood suddenly appeared on his face, which looked a bit funny.
Then, behind the sword cultivator, a blood mist began to gather. It was just a small mist at first, but then slowly grew in size until it became a huge blood sword.
Gu Xiaotian looked at the bloody sword and smiled disdainfully.
Using blood as a sacrifice does have some ability.
But the consequence of doing this is to risk all your cultivation, either to make a breakthrough, or to die from the backlash.
The huge blood sword naturally attracted the attention of the other three people in Wutang.
They were shocked. What happened over there that they were forced to sacrifice blood?
But there was no room for them to think too much at this time, because there were still a lot of things that they had not yet settled in front of them.
The appearance of the huge blood sword made people a little stunned. It was not that they had never seen such a secret technique before, but it was just the first time that they could practice such a secret technique to such a level.
Except for Gu Xiaotian, the remaining three parties could not help but be more careful, for fear that the opponents on the opposite side would also sacrifice blood.
However, the other three members of Wu Tang would not do this.
The sword cultivator has a thorough study of this secret technique. Even if he really cannot defeat his opponent, he can do his best to keep himself safe, but the other three cannot do the same.
That sword cultivator was the strongest among them.
The martial artist who was facing off against Xu Ji all looked at Gu Xiaotian.
He was extremely surprised.
Facing that huge bloody sword, the other party actually had a smile on his face.
A hint of disdainful smile.
In fact, everyone in the Wutang should have thought that this young man was so valued by the Quanwuhui. He had returned victorious from many battles with the Quanwuhui. No matter what the reason was, his role in it was unquestionable. Small.
No matter how lucky you are, you should have a head start.
For the first time, everyone in Wutang felt that they had underestimated the enemy too much.
Maybe the entire martial arts hall could kill people if they were mobilized, but it would only be the four of them.
Can it be done?
The huge blood sword exuded a blood mist that reached the sky and pressed down heavily on Gu Xiaotian.
In an instant, monstrous sword energy slanted out, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
Blood had already flowed from the corners of the sword cultivator's mouth, and his eyes were red at the moment. The sky-high pressure even spread to the other three battlefields, and the entire sky seemed to be covered by a terrifying blood mist.
Gu Xiaotian twitched his lips. Although he didn't like such tricks, he really had to pay more attention to it if he really wanted to deal with it.
The person opposite him is also a person from the Martial Saint Realm. Although this Martial Saint Realm needs to be put in quotation marks, it should not be underestimated.
This sword is that
The last sword of the famous swordsman.
The method of suppressing the bottom of the box would not be used unless absolutely necessary. It can be seen that the sword cultivator has a great intention to kill.
Success or failure depends on just one sword.
Gu Xiaotian took a slow breath and then exhaled it from his mouth.
In an instant, the sword energy in his mouth took shape and surrounded him.
Then he stood up from the ground and headed towards the bloody sword.
Seeing his opponent acting like this, the sword cultivator couldn't help but frown, wondering in his heart. The power of his sword is comparable to that of a Martial Master. No matter how strong the opponent is, he is just a Martial Saint. Even if he is a half-step Martial Master, No one should have such confidence. Could it be that he really has any solution?
After having this idea, the sword cultivator had no choice but to ignore himself. Even if his cultivation level would decline as a result, he had no choice.
Must kill!
Countless blood seeped out from his pores, quickly dyeing his blue shirt red. Then the sword energy on the bloody sword became stronger and stronger, and even the smell of blood became heavier and heavier.
The falling speed of the blood sword also increased instantly, and its power became even greater.
No matter what, kill him!
The appearance of that young man was really terrifying.
What their Wutang is responsible for is to nip in the cradle the talents that will cause harm to the entire Wushu Association in the future. If it weren't for Song Bufan protecting Gu Xiaotian before, they would have already taken action, but they didn't expect that in just a few years In this time, this genius has grown so fast.
It's just that although the sword cultivator had a good idea, for a moment, his face was filled with disbelief.
After Gu Xiaotian rose from the ground, like a bolt of lightning, he collided with the blood sword a moment later. After that, countless sword energy began to wrap around the blood sword, and Gu Xiaotian did not delay at all. , had already handed out the Wu Feng in his hand, and chopped all the blood mist shrouding the periphery into pieces. Then a golden light could be seen flashing out from the center of Gu Xiaotian's eyebrows, and there was a click from the blood sword. Voice. .
Yes, it's a broken sound.
The sword cultivator opened his mouth wide, feeling horrified.
How can it be?
He gave up a lot in order to practice this secret method. Originally, he could go further on the road of swordsmanship, but considering the future of Wutang, he resolutely chose this secret method that uses blood as a sacrifice.
The purpose is to kill the opponent at the last moment.
It can be said that he gave up a lot and gained a lot.
And he has no regrets about giving up swordsmanship. If it weren't for Wutang, he might not have been able to learn this magical secret technique.
He has always been proud of having such a trump card.
At this moment, that young man wanted to crush all the pride he had before.
In the sky, there was a loud noise in an instant, followed by countless clicks.
It was like a mirror that was hit with a fist and then shattered.
The sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the broken bloody sword, his eyes were full of despair.
His entire body was already unsteady and he knelt on the ground.
However, Gu Xiaotian, who was crushing the blood sword, kept his momentum and didn't care about the blood mist that was still chasing him. He ducked and came to the sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator looked at Gu Xiaotian.
At this moment, Gu Xiaotian looked like a murderous god, with a thick mist of blood exuding behind him.
I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but at that moment, the sword cultivator saw the devil.
That should be a scene he will never forget.
I'm afraid he will still think about it often after arriving in hell.
Gu Xiaotian put the sword on his neck, smiled disdainfully, and said mockingly: "The foundation is unstable. Even if the building is high, it can be easily bulldozed."
Then the sword fell.
Separation of head and body.
The sword cultivator's head rolled away, his eyes widened with fear.
Without any pause, Gu Xiaotian jumped up high again and rushed forward.
To the battlefield where the Mobei Army is located.
In the air, he had already stepped down hard.
The Mobei Army is still entangled with the famous member of the Wutang. Although none of them will be his opponent together, Gu Xiaotian told them from the beginning that they only need to persist for a short period of time until he arrives. .
The Mobei Army did the same thing. After years of fighting on the battlefield, they had already formed a certain tacit understanding. When they should go up together, they would go up together, and when they should retreat together, they would retreat together. Although some were injured, no one was killed.
In this battle, Wang Hai showed strength beyond his realm.
Maybe it was because of the breath he was holding in his chest.
In the past half month, the Mobei Army has been too passive. Now it can finally feel proud, which is not an insult to the Mobei Army.
The martial artist looked into the sky. A huge boot was already above his head and was about to fall.
He looked at this scene in a daze.
It was even more incredible in my heart.
He originally thought that even if the strongest one among them lost with the Blood Sword, he would be able to delay it for a long time, but he was defeated in such a short period of time?
Until he saw the human head rolling to his feet.
He finally confirmed and quickly retreated.
But obviously, all this was in vain and it was too late.
The boots fell heavily, trampling him into the ground and creating a deep pit.
The morale of the Mobei Army was greatly boosted. Naturally, they would not miss such a situation. They had already swarmed forward, and countless weapons pierced the body of the martial artist. In an instant, the martial artist became a bloody man.
The process after that became extremely smooth.
The strength of the White Guards is much higher than that of the Mobei Army, but some of them have already died in battle. However, at some point, Bai Jing, a martial arts idiot, can indeed defeat most of the Mobei Army, and with that martial artist, After constant maneuvering, reinforcements finally arrived.
The martial arts man looked at Gu Xiaotian and had no intention of fighting anymore. The flaws became more and more, and his head was beheaded by Bai Jing in an instant.
Xu Ji's side surprised Gu Xiaotian even more.
Xu Ji was only half a step away from the Martial Saint. Now, the battle seemed to be a gift from God. It just gave him the last bit of inspiration and he finally took that half step.
His opponent was even more surprised. Xu Ji, who was a martial arts fanatic, had already injured her with many scars. Now that the opponent had broken through to the martial arts saint, would she still be his opponent?
Once a person admits defeat in his heart, he really loses.
Xu Ji looked at his opponent coldly and slashed out with his sword.
Before the other party even had time to react, a long bloody mark was cut out of his chest.
Xu Ji's hands kept moving, one knife after another, and she had already been cut to the point of dying.
She half-knelt on the ground and said with a hint of tears: "Spare me...spare me."
Xu Ji looked indifferent and uttered a word.
"die!"
The sword flashed, and everyone in the martial arts hall fell to the ground with a plop, no longer breathing any more.
