Immortal Sword Cultivation

Wow!

In the sea of ​​blood, the blood slowly rose, and then rushed up violently, and the extremely filthy blood washed over the city.

The Xiancheng formation that could still be defensive at first became a bit swaying in a blink of an eye, its aura was greatly diminished, and it seemed that it couldn't support it.

The expressions of the monks defending around the countless Xiancheng changed drastically.

"No, the city is going to be broken."

Rumble!

The monstrous blood rushed towards the defensive formation of Xiancheng, making earth-shaking sounds, and the violent spiritual energy fluctuations spread far away.

A hundred miles away, on a bare barren mountain, a monk in his twenties was sitting cross-legged cultivating. On the monk's leg was a divine sword, and the divine sword exuded a faint golden luster, but in this luster, the rest of the colors were faintly mixed, and it looked abnormally beautiful.

The spiritual energy fluctuated, and the monk opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiancheng.

"What a powerful wave, it seems to be a master. Well, it hasn't been done for decades. It's just a good practice. Sword repair, without fighting, you can't make progress."

After speaking, this person's body turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky with a scream.

If Wang Chen was there, he would definitely be able to come out. This person would be his second brother, Feng Wuji. Of course, Feng Wuji would not admit it.

Both of them worshipped the original owner of the mysterious sword book as their teacher. According to this, Wang Chen is Feng Wuji's junior.

In the fairy city.

Countless monks were panicked. Facing the sudden eruption, the Sea of ​​Blood didn't know what to do. They were fine to deal with the monsters that appeared in the Sea of ​​Blood. But the sea of ​​blood outside is powerless.

boom! boom! boom!

There were several crashes, as if the sea was beating against the shore. The entire fairy city was trembling from being beaten. On the city wall, countless dense runes began to become dim and dull, and many formations began to slowly shatter, or were eroded by the blood sea, and lost their effect.

Hum!

A peculiar voice remembered that immediately after the formation outside Xiancheng collapsed, then a sea of ​​blood poured in from outside. The expressions of all monks changed.

After that, most of the monks used their own magic weapons and left quickly.

Including Zhou Yan, there are no exceptions. The only difference is that some monks are a few people and leave together, while most monks are alone.

"Haha, blood. I can smell the blood."

A blood-colored figure appeared in the sea of ​​blood, with a strange cry in his mouth, as if he was about to see delicious food. Following the cry of this strange person, the monstrous blood sea continued to rush toward the fairy city.

"what!"

A monk is flying in midair. It was just being submerged by a sea of ​​blood, screaming silently again, instead of just this person's corpse reappearing, wearing a blood-colored battle armor, becoming a blood-sea monster.

This scene was seen in countless places in Xiancheng.

There are very few monks who can withstand the sea of ​​blood. And they all escaped in a hurry.

Bang!

Three blood sea monsters approached Zhou Yan to kill, Zhou Yan quickly hid. It's just that at the same time, the sea of ​​blood is also coming turbulently, trying to surround Zhou Yan in it.

"No way, I have to use a trick."

After Zhou Yan's expression condensed, he stretched out his hands and two beads appeared beside Zhou Yan. These beads were not a treasure.

The blue ones are Water Spirit Orbs and the red Fire Spirit Orbs are not high for the Great Supernatural Power Monk. However, for Zhou Yan, these two seven-level Water and Fire Spirit Orbs that cost him almost all of his continuation are very precious.

As soon as the Water and Fire Spirit Orb appeared, Zhou Yan used the Dharma Seal in his hand.

call out!

Two spirit beads circled Zhou Yan's body, hovering quickly above his head, exuding strong water and fire spiritual power, enveloping Zhou Yan.

Then, a water dragon and a fire dragon appeared, welcoming the blood sea monster and the blood sea water.

Bang!

The water dragon and the fire dragon seemed to be alive, and under the control of Zhou Yan, they exploded with great power, even incomparable with the monks who used magic weapons.

However, as the blood-colored sea water around him increased, Zhou Yan clearly felt that the space around him was getting smaller and smaller and more and more dangerous.

"No, it can't go on like this."

Zhou Yan fought and retreated. The situation around him was getting worse and worse. There were still many monks resisting, and there were spiritual fluctuations from time to time, but it didn't take long for this situation to be much less.

More and more monks fell.

"Water and fire are compatible, kill!"

After Zhou Yan's handprint, the water dragon and the fire dragon suddenly merged into one water and fire dragon. The dragon formed by this mana carries a peculiar power, and any sea of ​​blood that comes into contact with it will quickly melt and dissipate with a sniff sound.

Water and fire are compatible, the power of destruction.

With this power, Zhou Yan quickly rushed out of the encirclement circle, but didn't fly far away, Zhou Yan discovered that the blood sea monster and blood sea water were also surrounded in another direction.

"It's troublesome, it seems I have to find a place to hold on."

Zhou Yan thought in his heart, just to find a direction to fly, there are still many people in Xiancheng who insisted on it. Now that the situation is forced to flee, there is no doubt that he will die.

Soon, Zhou Yan came to the center of Xiancheng. Near this position, nearly a hundred people had gathered here.

There are also formations to protect. Obviously, none of the survivors are stupid people, knowing that the monk who ran out to face this blood sea will undoubtedly die, so they all stayed.

"Then it depends on whether you can hold on to it."

Zhou Yan obeyed the arrangements of the other great supernatural monks, stood in one position, and began to guard.

It's just that the situation did not improve as they expected, and the expansion of the sea of ​​blood quickly took over half of the fairy city.

The only thing left is a handful of monks in the middle of Xiancheng.

Standing on the edge of the formation, Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of death in his heart as he watched the sea of ​​blood that had risen more than ten feet high outside and the more and more blood sea monsters above the sea of ​​blood.

"Today, it depends on God's will whether you can go there or not."

Zhou Yan had a chill in his heart. Cast the spell again, this spell is no ordinary spell. Zhou Yan's spells contained all sorts of mystery and unpredictable power. Before they had been offering magical powers, this spell was very terrifying.

But just in the fairy city, when all the cultivators felt desolate, a light golden sword light flew from a distance, even if it was far away, it was extremely turbulent. The sharp and unparalleled sword intent is also rushing towards his face.

Even the sea of ​​blood around Xiancheng was stagnant.

call out!

Jian Guang stopped, and a figure stood above the fairy city, looking at the surrounding blood sea, with a smile: "What are you hiding? Your strength is good, let's come out for a fight!"

Guru!

The blood is boiling. To give way to a **** path, a blood-colored figure also appeared in it, with a pair of blood-colored glasses, looking at Feng Wuji.

"Boy, there is nothing wrong with you here, it's best not to cause trouble."

The blood-clothed man frowned slightly. Said that he didn't have a good face to the lower realm cultivators before, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, but now his strength is not diminished. And ate some crying.

He had encountered a sword repairer before the mainland was mutilated. It made him suffer a lot, and then his strength increased. When he encountered a pervert in that place, he hit him directly and almost died in it.

That person, known as the Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts in this continent, is not bad.

However, even so, the reason why the blood-clothed man can speak like this is because he feels a little dangerous aura from the young man.

Danger, he hasn't felt it for a long time.

Feng Wuji didn't have any opinion, just stretched out his hand, the divine sword behind it flew to the wound with a whistling sound, making the sound of sword chants.

Feeling a trace of contempt, the blood-clothed man couldn't help but feel anger, and said with a sneer: "Are you trying to save them? Huh, it's really stupid."

"Save them?"

Feng Wuji smiled and said: "What is their death to me? You can kill as you like, but you must fight with me before you kill."

"Huh, do you think you can beat me?"

The blood-clothed man showed mockery and a little disdain, but Feng Wuji was not angry at all, and replied, "How can you know if you don't try it?"

After speaking, Feng Wuji didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, the divine sword flew out.

What are the characteristics of Feng Wuji's sword, sharp

Whether it is a divine sword, a sword intent, or a sword spirit that has been comprehended, they are all extremely sharp. Compared with Wang Chen, Feng Wuji is the real sword repairer.

Nothing is unbreakable, no scruples.

As soon as Feng Wuji made a move, he showed his strength.

If Feng Wuji was like a divine sword in its scabbard before it was shot, then the divine sword was out of its sheath at that moment.

call out!

A devastating sword light flashed, and the sharp breath made Zhou Yan feel a very dangerous feeling from a long distance away, and the divine sense was slightly exposed, which was the pain of being stabbed.

"Uncle Fengshi has become even more powerful!"

Zhou Yan watched silently, thinking of the master, "I don't know where the master is now or how is it."

Just as Zhou Yan was thinking about it, Feng Wuji in the air made a move, and the world changed its color when he shot it. The spirit of the divine sword surged from above, converging into a sharp sword energy, and flew towards the sea of ​​blood.

Above Feng Wuji's body, a gazing sword-intent body appeared.

After that, the Divine Sword was in vogue, flying towards the sea of ​​blood, with a dim golden light shining above the Divine Sword, which was much lower-key than the light of the incomplete continent.

However, the power is even more amazing.

Time!

Feng Wuji's divine sword traversed a trajectory in a very short time, and then at that moment the entire blood sea seemed to be quiet.

"How can it be possible that the sea of ​​blood has not changed?"

Zhou Yan's expression was a bit sluggish. The power of Uncle Feng Shi was obviously not so anticlimactic, and Zhou Yan was very confident in Uncle Feng.

Only the next moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ all the monks present were horrified.

After the Divine Sword passed, the entire blood sea suddenly remembered the sound of a tsunami, and then from the position where Feng Wuji Divine Sword drew it, the blood sea was forcibly divided into two parts.

what!

The blood-clothed man split into two at this moment, making a miserable scream, and the blood-colored pupils made no secret of his killing intent.

"Damn you, you broke my supernatural powers."

The sea of ​​blood that surrounded the entire Xiancheng, stretched for nearly a hundred miles under the sword of Feng Wuji, was cut into two pieces and torn apart.

A sword cut through the sea of ​​blood, and Feng Wuji's move was earth-shattering. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)

PS: The past two days have been relatively depressed. I lost my wallet, and today... the author's remuneration for last month came out, more than 30 yuan..., alas, I surrendered. It has been a year since I wrote it. This is a real result. The egg hurts, I beg your book friends for comfort, sort out your emotions, and continue to write!