I seized the Demon Emperor

Xue Antian's words made the people in the Blood River behind him feel confused.

Daoist Master Banhai?

Who is that?

When Chen Luoyang created Daoist Master Banhai's clone, the Blood River lineage had already retreated into the Blood Sea.

Therefore, the Blood River warriors present had basically never heard of Daoist Master Banhai.

But Shen Tianzhao heard this, his eyes suddenly became stern: "You led me into the Blood Sea?"

Hearing this, the other Blood River warriors were all shocked again.

Although they were still a little confused, they were clear about one thing after connecting the content of the conversation between Xue Antian and Shen Tianzhao.

Xue Antian had connections with people outside the Blood Sea, and they were colluding inside and outside, and they might be plotting something.

Shen Tianzhao suddenly entered the Blood Sea for this reason.

But just when everyone figured this out, before they had time to speak, there was already a torrent of blood in front of them, turning into a vast blood river that swept them.

Facing Shen Tianzhao, Xue Antian did not turn around, but he was merciless and suddenly attacked, insidious and cruel.

The shrill sword light whistled and caught the other people in the Blood River off guard. They were blocked in the secret storage, with nowhere to run and no way to stop it. They were swallowed up immediately, leaving behind a heart full of resentment and rage.

Shen Tianzhao looked at Xue Antian with an expressionless face, neither stopping nor helping.

After all the remaining Blood River warriors died, Shen Tianzhao spoke.

"Okay, now it's our turn."

He said calmly: "How can Banhai Dao Ren not mention it first? As for you, I thank you for leading me into the Blood Sea. I don't care what you are thinking privately, because for me, coming here means cutting off the Blood River inheritance. You and them are the same."

Xue Antian smiled at Shen Tianzhao.

The surging sword light around his body turned into endless blood.

The blood light surged up, like the sky, vast and boundless, dominating the world.

The blood light sank and turned into a roaring blood sea, and the sound of waves rolled up the shrill and sad.

In the middle, there is a blood-red sky river that crosses the sky, with boundless hatred, running through the sea of ​​heaven and connecting the past and the present.

A blood phoenix circled and danced around the blood river, making a heart-pounding long cry.

Shen Tianzhao looked at Xue Antian and nodded: "In addition to the three major swordsmanship inherited from the Blood River ancestors, you have also mastered the Blood Washing Sky Art of the Blood Sky. You are indeed extraordinary. You are the strongest descendant of this generation of Blood River, but why have you never been seen in the mortal world before?"

Although he admired, Shen Tianzhao's expression was still calm, only his sword intent was getting stronger and stronger.

A blood-red sun, stirring in all directions, seemed to be able to crush the world, and confronted Xue Antian's sword intent without giving in.

"You are probably not weaker than the old monster of the Blood River." Shen Tianzhao said coldly: "But so what?"

The two terrifying sword intents that stirred the sea of ​​blood collided head-on and confronted each other.

Compared to the murderous Shen Tianzhao, the descendant of the Blood River opposite him was much gentler.

The tall and thin young man remained calm and looked at Shen Tianzhao with a smile on his face.

Shen Tianzhao was like a cold sword, without any emotion, staring at his opponent, ready to strike.

But suddenly, his brows frowned slightly.

"You......"

Shen Tianzhao's eyes were rarely uncertain.

Xue Anyan smiled.

He suddenly revealed another unique sword intent.

It was darker, colder, and more ominous than the Blood River swordsmanship!

The cold sword intent even froze the blood in the surrounding sea of ​​blood into ice.

It was like a gate to the underworld, slowly opening here.

"............ Netherworld Swordsmanship, Nether Sword?" Shen Tianzhao's eyes flashed, his face was unfriendly, but he did not act immediately.

He was not surprised that the descendant of the Blood River knew the Netherworld Swordsmanship.

After all, the Xuehe lineage had been committed to collecting and studying the Nether Sword Art.

But the Nether Sword, the Destroying Sword, and the Absolute Sword were all fine, but the Nether Sword should be an exception.

The Xuehe lineage should never have mastered a single Nether Sword.

Otherwise, the Xuehe ancestor might not have perished in the decisive battle, and the Xuehe lineage would not have to hide in the Blood Sea and isolate themselves from the world.

After that, they lived in the Blood Sea and could not have collected the Nether Sword.

In particular, Shen Tianzhao observed carefully and felt that Xue Antian's sword looked a bit like the Nether Sword that Yan Mingkong had learned.

Tianhe had also pursued Yan Mingkong at the time. Although Shen Tianzhao, who was the first descendant of Tianhe at that time, did not participate in person, he also had some understanding of the comparison.

Because of this, he was particularly concerned at this moment.

As far as he knew, the origin of the Nether Sword mastered by Yan Mingkong had always been a mystery, and only she could do it.

What was going on with this mysterious Xuehe swordsman in front of him?

Shen Tianzhao's eyes became deep.

This was his first time to face the Dark Sword.

As a swordsman genius with superb practice, he had another focus at this moment.

The open door to the underworld seemed to lead to the real Yellow Spring Hell, to the world of the dead.

He seemed to see the dead Lady Poison Dragon waving at him.

But he was not sure whether it was an illusion or reality.

A string in the deepest part of Shen Tianzhao's heart seemed to be touched.

But he did not show it on his face, but became more and more serious.

"Blood River, there should be no Dark Sword." Shen Tianzhao stared at the Blood Antian in front of him, and his sword intent was even more murderous, which was thrilling.

Although the Blood Antian transformed by Chen Luoyang was also surrounded by sword intent, he was always calm: "This is the swordsmanship of Yellow Spring, naturally from the Yellow Spring world."

He smiled: "If the ancestor had not fallen, I, as a disciple, would have offered it to him, but unfortunately, it was just a little short."

"You want to say that you are not actually a descendant of the Blood River, but a chess piece buried in the mortal world by the Yellow Springs?" Shen Tianzhao sneered.

"You can think whatever you want." The tall and thin young man spread his hands: "Just treat me as a direct descendant of the Blood River, so what? You may not be my opponent."

He spoke calmly, as if he was stating something that was too ordinary, a truth that everyone knew.

Shen Tianzhao's emotions were also stable, and he said indifferently: "Then why don't you take action?"

"Because I have to admit that you are a good player, it is not easy for me to beat you, and you are different from the old demon of the Blood River. You will be a good helper." Xue Antian said slowly: "I am not a belligerent person. There are better choices, so there is no need to take action."

Shen Tianzhao sneered: "But in my eyes, you are no different from the old demon of the Blood River."

"Wrong." Xue Antian raised a finger and shook it gently: "What he doesn't have, I have."

The sword intent of the swords of the Blood River around him began to disappear, and the cold and murderous sword intent of the Dark Sword became stronger and stronger.

"Slaughtering the Blood River, this is your current goal, but after that, where are you going to go?" Xue Antian did not wait for Shen Tianzhao to answer, and continued: "Not to mention that you can't destroy my Blood River lineage, while you are pursuing this goal, you rebelled against Tianhe, and you will inevitably face Yun Ji Chong's cleansing of the door. You are attacked from both sides. Don't you prepare more for yourself?"

Between the Martial Saint and the Martial Lord, the natural chasm is difficult to cross, and it is also a life-and-death barrier. I don't know how many geniuses and monsters have been stumped from ancient times to the present.

Even a brilliant man like Shen Tianzhao dare not say that he can definitely pass it.

But if there is more accumulation, the hope will grow.

The mystery of the netherworld swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world of swordsmanship, and its role is self-evident.

Shen Tianzhao seemed unmoved: "You also said that my target is the Blood River. Are you going to take the initiative to teach me the Nether Sword Technique?"

"Of course, in public, the more widely the Twelve Swords of the Netherworld spread in the world, the better, especially for a sword genius like you." Xue Antian didn't care: "Privately, I need time to impact the Martial Lord's Heavenly Chasm just like you. I need time to sort out the Blood River and need help to bring the Blood River back to the mortal world with me."

"You and I can't do anything to each other now, so why not join forces to see who crosses the chasm first, or we can compete after we both achieve great success in swordsmanship."

Xue Antian talked freely, but Shen Tianzhao remained calm.

But he keenly caught the peculiarity in the other party's words.

In public...

This so-called public and private, who is the public for?

Is the other party deliberately setting a trap for him, or does he really have other intentions?

Huangquan Realm, the world of the dead...

Shen Tianzhao's thoughts fluctuated in his mind, but his face remained expressionless: "In the end, you, like the old ancestor of Xuehe, want me to join Xuehe."

Xue Antian raised a finger again and shook it gently: "You are cooperating with me, not you with Xuehe.

As for the master's original plan, there is no two suns in the sky. Since I am here, why should I have you?

It's just that now it is most beneficial for both of us to cooperate, because our enemies are not just each other."

Shen Tianzhao was silent.

Xue Antian said no more. The two faced each other from a distance, and the swords collided, and the edge did not decrease.

After a long time, Shen Tianzhao finally broke the silence.

"As you said, I will cooperate with you, but I will not help Xuehe." He said quietly: "I will not touch them now, but I may change my mind at any time."

"Deal." Xue Antian smiled, condensed blood into an ice sword, and then threw it to Shen Tianzhao on the spot.

Shen Tianzhao also seemed to have no doubts, and took it directly, trying to figure out the sword meaning.

However, he did not start practicing immediately. Instead, he began to consider looking for an opportunity to return to the mortal world and look for Yan Mingkong.

Now that he has seen the peculiarities of the Nether Sword with his own eyes, he now immediately values ​​things that he had not paid attention to before.

Xue Antian, who was transformed by Chen Luoyang, smiled slightly.

Recently, he has made new gains in the understanding of the Nether Sword Art, but he also has new concerns. Let the No. 2 test subject help him to find out the depth first.

The other party may have thought of looking for Yan Mingkong.

Heh...

It's a miracle that he can find him.

The two of them shuttled through the sea of ​​blood with their own thoughts.

The battle here is still going on.

The old demon of the Blood River is rampant.

Suddenly, a strong sword light appeared in the sky, blocking the old demon of the Blood River for everyone.

Both the enemy and us were shocked.

Because the Xue Antian who appeared in front of them at this moment had reached the peak realm of the 18th realm of the Martial Saint, and was extremely powerful, as if he was even stronger than the old demon of the Blood River.

The old demon of the Blood River was in doubt and was about to regroup when Xue Antian calmly wiped the blade of his sword.

"Do it."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-red sun rose up and Shen Tianzhao appeared behind the old demon of the Blood River with an expressionless face.

Everyone at the scene instantly widened their eyes.