I seized the Demon Emperor

Xue Haoran is an outlier in the inheritance of the Blood River lineage.

Compared with his fellow bloodthirsty disciples, he is as restrained as a Tianhe swordsman.

When Chen Luoyang first met him in Shenzhou Haotu, he felt that he had chosen the wrong master.

Because of his different state of mind from the Blood River Sword Dao and his improper cultivation, Xue Haoran's cultivation realm has been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time.

But his talent and potential in swordsmanship are really amazing.

But because of this, he is more embarrassed by contrast.

Under such awkward circumstances, he can still cultivate to the current realm before being stuck. It is really rare.

I don't know how many people will envy his talent, and at the same time feel sorry for him for wasting such amazing talent.

In Shenzhou Haotu, under Chen Luoyang's deliberate arrangement, Xue Haoran finally broke through the bottleneck of the past, successfully broke through to the sixteenth realm, and became a saint on the spot.

But the problem is that he did not break through with the Blood River Sword Dao.

It was because he practiced the Tianhe sword art, which was of the same origin as the Xuehe sword art, and became a star in the sea of ​​blood, that he succeeded in taking that step.

After years of depression, he was relieved, so he suddenly soared from the bottom to the sky, turning all the frustrations of the past years into a soaring sky.

Unfortunately, although he was happy, he had to face troubles next.

Tianhe and Xuehe were mortal enemies.

Wang Di, the heir of heaven and earth and the "Daju Sword", who had the same experience as him, was arrested by his family and was now under house arrest.

Not being expelled from the family or abolishing his cultivation was incredible enough in the eyes of many outsiders.

On the other hand, Xue Haoran on the Xuehe side seemed to be freer. He was now quietly staying in the blood cloud, meditating and practicing by himself, closing his eyes to rest his mind.

However, in him, one could clearly feel that the righteousness overwhelmed the evil, and the sword of Tianhe overwhelmed the sword of Xuehe.

The whole person was out of tune in the sea of ​​blood, like oil dripping into water.

However, no one restricted his cultivation, and no one watched over him.

Other disciples of the Blood River cast curious glances at him, but it seemed that everyone had received the order, so no one approached, leaving Xue Haoran, the outlier, to sit cross-legged in the sea of ​​blood alone.

The Blood River Patriarch did not seem to care about him, and let him stay there.

Seeing this, Xue Antian, the incarnation of Chen Luoyang, seemed to be thinking about something.

The huge blood sea that covered the sky and the sun shook violently at this time and expanded in the sky.

The blood sea collided with the inverted Tianhe on the fairy mountain, and the two peerless sword intentions did not give in, squeezing each other's space.

In a mountain range in the distance, Chen Luoyang himself, Ying Qingqing, and Xie Buxiu watched the scene of the head-on collision between the two sides from afar.

"Master, have we been discovered by the Blood River Patriarch and the old sword fairy?" Xie Buxiu asked with a little uneasiness.

"It doesn't matter." Chen Luoyang looked into the distance without looking back: "Each family has representatives to watch the battle."

Xie Buxiu suddenly realized.

Today's battle is different from the past. The Tianhe and the Blood River Sword may completely decide the winner.

This has a great impact on the Red Dust World, so all families will pay close attention.

At this time, looking from afar, you can see that the Tianhe is constantly shrinking inwards under the pressure of the blood sea in the air, showing a trend of retreat.

However, the more it shrinks inward, the stronger the counterattack of the Tianhe will be, and the squeezing speed of the blood sea is gradually slowing down.

Xie Buxiu said with admiration: "Although the Tianhe Mountain Guarding Formation is not as good as the capital of Xiqin, it is better in that the formation changes flexibly, the formation is simple, and it relies more on the old swordsman."

Otherwise, when the old swordsman and others in Zhengyang City were fighting fiercely with the demons, the Blood River Patriarch withdrew to find Yan Mingkong, and he would definitely attack the empty Tianhe Mountain Gate.

At that time, the people who stayed behind in Tianhe also knew that their family was in danger, so they moved directly and did not stick to it.

Anyway, they are on the elite route, and their disciples are few in number. They can pack up the classics and elixirs and leave without the problem of difficulty in transferring a large family.

The Blood River Patriarch has been dealing with Tianhe for a lifetime, and he knows a lot about it, so he naturally doesn't waste his energy.

Having fought with the old sword immortal for a lifetime, kicking the mountain gate when he is not there just to vent his anger is no longer within the scope of the Blood River Patriarch's consideration.

Speaking of which, the situation of his Blood River mountain gate is similar.

Later, when the old sword immortal and most of the Tianhe masters returned, they rebuilt the Tianhe mountain gate formation, and everything was running as before.

Except that the old sword immortal himself was injured.

The power of the Tianhe mountain guarding formation is more linked to his own state.

Now that he is seriously injured and has not recovered, facing the old enemy like the Blood River Patriarch who knows him well, even if he relies on the formation, he feels powerless.

The old sword immortal can only try his best to support it now.

He is old but still strong, full of resilience, controlling the Tianhe River and blocking the blood sea from entering. Although the Tianhe River is forced back by the blood sea, its steps are steady and it does not show signs of defeat.

"Yun Jizhong, you are injured, I came here specially to visit you, why do you have to turn me away?" The voice of the Blood River Patriarch rang out in the blood sea.

The figure of the old swordsman vaguely condensed into light and shadow, and appeared above the Tianhe River, with a calm face: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me."

"That's right." The Blood River Patriarch said calmly: "It's right to fight to the death."

"There is no such thing as taking advantage of others' misfortune between you and me, but now that the Heavenly Demon has reappeared in the mortal world, it is not an exaggeration to say that the lips and teeth are cold." The old swordsman's tone was calm, without any fear, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

The Blood River Patriarch was calmer than him: "Today is different from the past. Compared with more than a hundred years ago, the situation is different."

The old sword immortal nodded slightly: "In this case, there is nothing to say. As always, you and I will decide the winner with swords."

"Today, we will decide the winner and loser. Everything will be settled. All the accounts accumulated in the past will be settled." The Blood River Patriarch said: "This is my disciple, what about yours?"

As he spoke, a whirlpool appeared in the blood sea hanging upside down in the sky.

A figure slowly fell from the whirlpool.

It was Xue Haoran.

The old sword immortal looked calm and looked at the young man in the air quietly, then asked the blood sea: "What is the sword name of this child?"

"Blood and Red Heart." The Blood River Patriarch said calmly.

Xue Antian, who was transformed by Chen Luoyang, almost wanted to roll his eyes out of habit when he heard this.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this sword name was mocking the entire Blood River or Xue Haoran.

The old sword immortal nodded.

Then, a figure was seen rising from the river in the sky, facing Xue Haoran in the air.

It was the "Da Ju Sword" king.

His situation was also very strange, similar to Xue Haoran, with mixed sword intent, but just the opposite, showing the situation of the blood river sword intent overwhelmed the sky river sword intent.

It was like a person who practiced the blood river sword in the Tianhe lineage.

Two alternative existences, facing each other from a distance against the backdrop of the Tianhe River and the sea of ​​blood.

That look reminded people of the eyes of the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish in a trance, each of which was a lonely point in black and white.

The scene was extremely strange, but it showed a wonderful harmony.

In the distant mountains, Ying Qingqing and Xie Buxiu looked at Chen Luoyang inexplicably.

Chen Luoyang said lightly: "Look carefully, this scene is rare."

Before he finished speaking, a battle had begun in the air in the distance.

On one side was a Tianhe descendant like the blood river swordsman.

On the other side was just the opposite, a blood river descendant like the Tianhe swordsman.

The contest between the two officially opened the prelude to today's battle.

Ying Qingqing's current cultivation level made her eyesight insufficient to watch such a battle. She could only see a brilliant galaxy and a blood cloud interweaving constantly.

Xie Buxiu, who had the cultivation level of the fifteenth realm, rarely fought with others, but his eyesight was not bad. Watching the battle between the two sixteenth realm martial saints, he could appreciate the excitement and benefit his own cultivation.

"They really worshipped the wrong master." Xie Buxiu said while smacking his lips.

In his opinion, the talents and strengths of Xue Haoran and Wang Di were really amazing.

Once they became saints, their strength would not be inferior to other sixteenth realm holy land descendants, and even better than many people.

In the past, both of them were delayed.

"Da Ju Sword" Wang Di was worthy of being called "the man who stood tall and upright" together with "Tianhe Sword" Shen Tianzhao in the past. Even if he was not as good as them, the gap was not as huge as before.

It's just a pity that it was the blood river swordsmanship that proved his talent.

On the other side, the "blood of red heart" Xue Haoran was even more exaggerated. At this moment, he even began to gradually overwhelm Wang Di and gain the upper hand.

This Xuehe swordsman, who looked more like a Tianhe disciple than Wang Di, was free and unrestrained, with a well-organized method, combining the right and the strange, and had the style of a master.

As time went on, Xue Haoran began to gain more and more of the upper hand.

The people from various forces watching the battle around were all feasting their eyes on such a bizarre battle.

But at the same time, they were also confused. They didn't know why the battle between Tianhe and Xuehe would start with a contest between two young disciples today when Tianhe and Xuehe were about to fight a decisive battle.

The old swordsman and the Xuehe ancestor were both calm and watched Xue Haoran and Wang Di fight calmly.

Later, the two sides of the contest gradually decided the winner.

Xue Haoran began to turn his advantage into a winning position.

Wang Di did not hold back and counterattacked with all his strength, but was resolved one by one by Xue Haoran, and in the end he could only watch himself go to defeat.

Even if they try to fight to the death, the final result is most likely their own death, at most their opponent will be seriously injured, and it is difficult to die together with the enemy.

"Can we stop here?" The old swordsman spoke at this time, as if to plead for his disciples.

The Blood River Patriarch nodded: "It is indeed the winner."

A sword energy fell, separating Xue Haoran and Wang Di.

Then the Blood River Patriarch said: "You won this round just now."

Most of the spectators were stunned when these words came out.

Although Xue Haoran's swordsmanship and Tianhe sword intent overwhelmed the Blood River sword intent, no matter how you count it now, he should still be a disciple of the Blood River, right?

Xue Haoran of the Blood River defeated Wang Di of the Tianhe, but the result was that the Blood River Patriarch admitted defeat?

Could it be that Wang Di was actually his disciple?

Xue Haoran was taught by the old swordsman of the Tianhe?

Xie Buxiu felt that he seemed to have caught a certain idea in his mind, but he couldn't see it clearly for a while.

He turned his head to look at his deputy leader.

Chen Luoyang nodded calmly: "If Wang Di loses, the old swordsman wins, and vice versa."

PS: Third update, thanks to the Demon Emperor "Zhang Weiyu" alliance for the extra update 1/2