I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"Shua...!"

Zhao Heng held a "tiger-headed broadsword" several feet long in his hand and swept it out suddenly.

The sharp blade light directly cut the two early-stage refining organ realm masters who were unable to dodge in time, and cut them in half. Blood, weapons and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Even the two fourth-level refining organ realm masters were scratched by the blade.

Feeling the faint fluctuation of Xuanqi emanating from the cold and shining broadsword, both of them were surprised.

"Xuanbing!"

Xuanbing is a weapon forged by a weapon refiner with Xuanqi amplification. It is extremely sharp and ordinary people can't use it at all. Even in the Blood Refining Sect, only the top few Tianjiao in the outer sect have Xuanbing.

At this time, Zhao Heng was surrounded by several mid-stage refining organ realm masters of the Blood Refining Sect.

Several people surrounded Zhao Heng, but did not attack immediately. One of them asked coldly.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Heng smiled coldly. Are you asking me a question you know the answer to?

He held a tiger-headed broadsword in his hand, and without saying a word, he suddenly jumped up and swung the sword to kill people!

"I'm the one who wants you dead!"

Several masters of the Blood Refining Sect were furious and attacked at the same time.

In a flash, the swords of both sides collided, and the figures moved and fought together.

After only a few rounds of fighting, several masters of the Blood Refining Sect had already figured out Zhao Heng's strength.

The opponent's combat power was at most comparable to a fourth-level warrior in the Refining Zang Realm, and was not a match for several people.

At this moment, he was only able to deal with them by relying on his own mysterious body movements and the advantages of the mysterious weapons in his hands.

Several people have completely suppressed the man in black, and are constantly tightening the encirclement. As long as the opponent shows a flaw, they can shoot and kill him.

At this time, Zhao Heng was like a big fish caught in a net, and the net was getting tighter and tighter.

Seeing that his body movements were gradually becoming messy, his space for movement was getting smaller and smaller, and the broadsword in his hand began to be a little difficult to support.

Several Blood Refining Sect masters knew that the time had come.

One of them attacked from the front, tempting Zhao Heng to cut with his blade, and he blocked it with his sword.

A man on the side took the opportunity to fly out an iron chain claw in his hand, just in time to firmly grasp the Pudao.

While Zhao Heng was unable to draw his sword, a Blood Refining Sect master of the fifth level of the Refining Zang Realm behind him took the opportunity to attack.

A pair of short spikes from the Emei pierced Zhao Heng's back and neck at the same time.

At this time, the space around Zhao Heng had been completely blocked, and he had lost the opportunity to display his skills, and he was in a dead end.

But facing this dead end, Zhao Heng's eyes were not panicked, and the corners of his mouth under the scarf instead showed a sneer of conspiracy.

"Come on!"

At this moment, Zhao Heng's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange blood light.

The blood flowing rapidly in his body boiled and burned completely in an instant!

"Nine Lives Blood-burning Sword Technique!"

"Buzz...!"

Instantly, the tiger-headed broadsword in Zhao Heng's hand flashed with blood, the blade trembled, and six blood rings formed almost instantly.

"Boom...!"

The blade that was originally locked was directly freed by the terrifying energy that Zhao Heng suddenly burst out.

"Shua...!"

Zhao Heng's body turned as fast as lightning, and the broadsword drew a blood-colored lightning, slashing at the person who attacked from behind with lightning speed.

The Blood Refining Sect master didn't expect that Zhao Heng still had the power to fight back. He didn't have time to defend or dodge, and a flash of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

"Puff...!"

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and a head with a shocked look flew into the sky!

"What!"

At this moment, the several Blood Refining Sect masters who surrounded Zhao Heng were stunned by this scene.

Before they could react, the blood-stained blade in Zhao Heng's hand was like a violent storm, slashing wildly.

With the advantage of Xuanbing and the soaring explosive power of Zhao Heng in the state of burning blood, it was extremely terrifying.

And just now, in order to surround Zhao Heng, everyone approached him, just a few feet away.

At this moment, Zhao Heng suddenly exploded, catching everyone off guard.

In an instant, blood splattered, limbs flew everywhere, and screams were endless...

Several mid-stage Lianzang Realm masters who besieged Zhao Heng died tragically under his chaotic sword!

This horrifying scene even alarmed both sides of the war, and many disciples looked over here.

When they saw the black-clothed man standing in the bloody storm, holding a bloody sword and killing all around, everyone was stunned.

The first to react were the people from the Blood Refining Sect.

When they saw the unique "six blood rings" on the black-clothed man's sword, someone exclaimed.

"He... He is Ren Woxing!"

"Ren Woxing!"

This name is now famous in the cultivation world, especially in the magic world.

After all, the person who could make the Blood Refining Sect suffer a series of setbacks and make Elder Ku Xuan issue a wanted order for the devil is naturally extraordinary.

But no one expected that this person would appear on the battlefield where the two sects were fighting.

"It's him!"

On the side of the Yuhua Sect, Yun Qingxue swept her eyes and saw the black-clothed man who had saved her life on the top floor of the bell tower and killed Duan Wuyou with the cultivation of the Bone Forging Realm.

At this moment, he was killing people in the Blood Refining Sect camp, and she couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

The opponent's current strength is completely different from that of the past.

But how could this guy suddenly appear here?

But the grudge between Ren Woxing and the Blood Refining Sect is now known to everyone, and this person must be coming for the Blood Refining Sect!

Sure enough, Ren Woxing was seen killing the surrounding strong enemies with a random knife.

The figure turned into a phantom, shuttling behind the Blood Refining Sect. Wherever the blade passed, a series of screams rang out, making the Blood Refining Sect's rear camp even more chaotic.

On the opposite side, the disciples of the Yuhua Sect, who had been beaten by the Blood Refining Sect's disciples with all kinds of strange offensive methods, were defeated and retreated step by step.

Unexpectedly, Ren Woxing came out halfway, so fiercely penetrated into the enemy camp and killed people wantonly.

Everyone immediately seized the opportunity, assembled the formation, and boosted morale.

"Kill!"

A large wave of Yuhua Sect disciples attacked, taking advantage of the enemy's confusion to beat the fallen dog.

The Blood Refining Sect saw that the situation was not good, and several masters of the Refining Zang Realm came to besiege "Ren Woxing".

However, at this time, Ren Woxing, with a long sword in his hand and six blood rings, was like a killing god, killing gods who stood in his way!

Several strong men in the middle stage of the Refining Zang Realm fell under his butcher knife.

Ren Woxing's fierce performance finally angered the masters in the core battlefield of the Blood Refining Sect.

When Zhao Heng killed two ordinary disciples of the Blood Refining Sect with one sword, he was about to change direction and continue the slaughter.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...!"

Zhao Heng keenly perceived the sound of breaking through the air from behind his head.

He turned his body quickly and swept the blade.

"Dang, dang, dang!"

Amidst the flying sparks, three darts with amazing power were ejected by Zhao Heng.

But in the next moment, a sword edge followed like a meteor and pierced Zhao Heng's throat.

The speed of this sword was amazing, and there was an inch-long sword energy extending from the sword edge, which attacked with an extremely cold killing intent.

Zhao Heng's heart trembled, holding the sword with both hands, and slashing in the air.

"Roar...!"

The tiger-headed broadsword made a 'tiger roar'-like sound of breaking through the air, and fought against this sword with all its strength.

"Boom...!"

With a bang, Zhao Heng felt numbness in his tiger's mouth and staggered back.

He stomped his feet to steady himself and looked up.

He saw a handsome young man in red holding a long sword not far in front of him, staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes.

"Ren Woxing, I let you escape by luck last time in the mountain temple, but you won't be so lucky this time!"