Rebirth I can upgrade

Chapter 501 Golden Blood

Zhu Yang stood there, motionless. The powerful winds blew past him, but they seemed to be met with a mirror. They blew past him, not even Zhu Yang's clothes were hit, and had no effect.

Seeing this situation, Bond did not panic. He held the blood-drinking sword tightly in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, a bloody light flashed through, and the blood on the sword became more and more fishy.

The sword pointed at the sky, Bond's momentum was like a rainbow, his footsteps bent, as if gunpowder had been added, and with a 'bang', he sprayed directly towards Zhu Yang, and the solid iron plate directly shattered.

Countless blood energy wrapped around his body, like ghosts and gods from hell.

"The blood-drinking sword, the sword drinks blood, one sword pierces the heart, and the blood flows into a river!" During the sudden thrust, Bond let out a violent roar, and immediately the blood-drinking sword began to tremble continuously, and more blood continued to flow out.

Overflowing, Zhu Yang could even feel the blood in his body, which seemed to be boiling and flying towards Bond's blood-drinking sword.

Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by the power of the blood-drinking sword in Bond's hand, but if it was only an attack of this level, it would not have any impact on him.

After slightly raising his momentum, the feeling that blood was about to burst out of his body was suppressed, and he regained his composure.

Seeing Zhu Yang's somewhat rosy face, Bond was also happy, and he was about to speed up and thrust out this shocking sword. However, in less than a moment, the rosy color had disappeared. It was obviously Zhu Yang.

It was suppressed, which made Bond's heart sink.

If there is no way to activate the blood in Zhu Yang's body, then the biggest threat of the Blood-Drinking Sword will be lost. Moreover, as its name suggests, without blood, there is no way to exert its power.

Levels like the Blood Drinking Sword have gained some spirituality. Now that the Blood Drinking Sword cannot sense the blood in Zhu Yang's body, it has lost its power and its power has dropped by half. After all, if there is no blood to drink, the sword is no longer a sword.

, just a piece of scrap metal.

Originally, the blood-drinking sword could make the blood in their bodies boil even with superpowers around SS level 2, but now it was of no use to Zhu Yang.

In fact, Bond had taken this into consideration. He thought that Zhu Yang would perform elementalization, thus falling into his trap. As a result, Zhu Yang seemed to have resolved the crisis without making any move, which actually made Bond a little nervous.

The feeling of having nowhere to start.

His series of attacks were indeed good, but as long as there was a problem with one link, he would panic a little. But at this time, the sword edge had been drawn out and he had to thrust out, so he could only bite the bullet and use this sword to

Stab out, and a bloody sword energy shoots out.

"What kind of threat can a sword that can't drink blood pose? Break it into pieces!" Zhu Yang suddenly snorted coldly. He grabbed it with his big hand and actually grabbed the bloody sword energy directly in his palm, and held it tightly.

That sword energy made a sound like breaking glass, and it actually shattered.

After shattering the sword energy, Zhu Yang was unyielding and used his palms. Countless airflows gathered in his palms. With a slight push, an invisible and colorless wind was directed towards Bond's chest.

Shoot away.

"cut!"

Bond's reaction was also quick. The blood-drinking sword in his hand struck down from the sky, like lightning from the sky. A bloody red light flashed through, and the strong wind was cut in half, turned into a breeze, and blended into the surroundings.

The blow just now was just a casual attack by Zhu Yang. He didn't even use his level 1 strength. Otherwise, even if the blood-drinking sword in Bond's hand was strong, it would still be cut into pieces.

"Since I can't drink your blood, then use my blood as a sacrifice!"

Bond gritted his teeth, raised his blood-drinking sword, and slashed his wrist. Countless blood spurted out. The originally languid blood-drinking sword was like a hungry wolf that had tasted the fishy smell.

All the blood was sucked into the sword body, and due to the violent flow of blood, Bond's face became paler and paler. However, on the contrary, the blood-drinking sword became stronger and stronger, and one momentum after another erupted from the sword.

It spreads out from the body like ripples.

"This guy's blood is actually golden?"

Zhu Yang noticed that the blood flowing from Bond's wrist was not like ordinary people, but actually had a golden color.

"Hey, have you seen it? People with the surname of Emperor are like emperors, and their blood is different from ordinary people. This golden blood is proof that after the 'Emperor's Baptism', the blood has evolved and is different from the humble red blood of ordinary people.

Se blood, only emperors can possess this kind of blood. This is the difference between mortals and us Imperial City people. Mortals are so despicable!" Bond said with a pitiful voice.

Without paying too much attention to what Bond said, Zhu Yang had other ideas about the golden blood flowing out of him. If he could get one or two drops of blood, he might be able to grasp the secret of the Imperial City. A person's blood cannot be in vain.

The gratuitous evolution and the imperial baptism that Bond mentioned also made him a little concerned.

As Bond just said, all people with the imperial surname will obtain what they call "nobler blood" through baptism, so the factor of supernatural powers can be ruled out.

Zhu Yang knew a little about the Imperial City. Anyone with the Imperial surname would be stronger than before after their blood was 'evolved', so Zhu Yang was considering whether this blood could be a virus.

?If this is really the case, then Zhu Yangke would laugh even in his dreams!

Thinking of that possibility, Zhu Yang felt very good and did not take action, waiting for the blood-drinking sword to eat Bond's blood to his heart's content.

The blood transfusion lasted for more than a minute. The violent spurt of blood made many viewers unable to bear to watch it. If they were ordinary people, they would die in just a few seconds, but Bond was just pale and weak and could recover quickly.

come over.

"Blood-drinking sword!" Suddenly, Bond shouted, raising the golden blood-drinking sword in his hand, like the spokesman of hell, but with a bit of sanctity and imperial majesty.

"Injecting noble blood into the blood-drinking sword not only makes the blood-drinking sword stronger, but I can also get the power fed back to me by the blood-drinking sword. Now...I am completely different from before!"

With red light in his eyes, Bond stuck out his tongue and touched his lips.

"Really?" Zhu Yang smiled, raised his hand, and whispered, "Come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strong suction force in his hand, like a black hole, trying to suck everything in the world into it.

"Diwei!"

With a loud shout, a yellow light emitted from Bond's body, and he tried his best to resist the suction force. He seemed to be integrated with the earth under his feet, and he did not move at all.

"You still dare to resist? Come and die!"

Seeing that Bond was still resisting needlessly, Zhu Yang tried his best, and the gravity increased again. This time, Bond's straight body began to tremble slightly.

"Blood Red Breaks Three Thousand!" Bond resisted again. The blood-drinking sword in his hand began to spin, and countless bloody red sword energy was cut out. The dense sword energy enveloped him, making it impossible for the all-pervasive wind to penetrate.

Pull him over, and those sword energy can cut off even the wind.

"This Bond is really amazing. Zhu Yang's strength is obvious to everyone. No one has ever been able to survive a few moves under his hands. Almost all of them were killed instantly. It's really good that this Bond has resisted for so long.

"

In the auditorium, a spectator said to a friend next to him.

"Then you are wrong. Didn't you see that Zhu Yang didn't try his best at all and looked relaxed? But Na Debang tried his best. The strength of the two people is very different.

I think if Zhu Yang tries his best, he can be killed instantly with just one move."

"That's right, he just plays in Bond."

People around him also agreed. After all, it was too obvious that Zhu Yang was in an absolute leadership position and had the upper hand.

Just as they were talking, the situation on the field suddenly changed. Bond, who was still passively resisting, actually cut through Zhu Yang's gravity with a sword, then shouted loudly, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a wave of

A sad and powerful force that has no return is slashing towards Zhu Yang, making people extremely nervous.

The sky was filled with red light splashing, sword light, blood shadows, figures intersecting, and the deafening violent sound, just like the light of dawn cutting through the sky.

It seemed that at this moment, time almost stopped. Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and their hearts were extremely nervous. Looking at the arena where the red light gradually disappeared, and the figure that appeared, they did not dare to take a breath.

The lightning flash was so fast that everyone had no time to react. They only heard a loud noise and countless red lights covering their eyes.

"Gulu!"

"Did you see clearly just now? What happened?"

"It was too fast and I didn't see it clearly, but it was Bond who launched the attack just now. Could it be that Zhu Yang lost?"

"Probably not, but that blood-drinking sword looks very domineering. No one can stand it if it cuts it."

In the audience, whispering sounds continued, and at this time, the red light had completely dissipated, and only Zhu Yang was still standing there, while Bond stood behind him in a half-crouched posture, drinking.

The blood sword has also been sheathed.

"You... are indeed very strong!" Bond just finished saying: "Pfft", golden blood spurted out from his mouth, and the seamless heavenly clothes on his body suddenly cracked, and a streak of blood appeared on his chest.

The long blood stains were very obvious.

"You're not bad either..." After glancing at Bond, Zhu Yang put the newly collected Bond's blood back into the space ring, said softly, then flew into the air and landed next to Xie Lun and others.

"The winner is Zhu Yang from the superpower group!"

After Zhu Yang left, the host reacted and announced the result of the game. Then the people from the Imperial City immediately sent people to carry the unconscious Bond back.