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() Hong Liebing's eyes flashed, and after a moment of pondering, his left hand suddenly stretched out, and with a breath of attempts, he made a move.

The ethereal sword in his right hand was secretly tightly. Whenever there was something wrong, he would immediately add up his strength and use a thunderous attack to slash the blood-se sword away.

However, to Hong Liebing's surprise, the murderous blood-se long sword, saw him wave his hand, actually made a cheerful sound of sword sound.

"Swish--"

The blood-se long sword hovered in the sky, flew lightly to Honglibing's left palm, and fell steadily, looking very well-behaved.

Hong Liebing frowned. His left palm had already touched the cold hilt of the Blood Se long sword, but there was no abnormal reaction or any sense of danger.

"No response... Could it be that I am really a special existence to the Blood Se long sword?"

"The fourth-level master of the Southern Barbarian Witch Clan only touched the hilt of the Blood Se long sword, and his entire arm exploded, causing the Blood Se long sword to kill all directions."

"I'm just grabbing it in the air now, and the blood-se sword actually flew into my palms on its own initiative."

"In this way, my previous judgment is correct."

Hong Liebing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly held the blood-se sword tightly in his left hand.

Immediately, a stream of blood was thicker than water, like a long sword turning into a part of his body, which surged into his heart.

"Waolalalalalalalalalala—"

The boundless blood ripples that filled the world, at this moment, seemed to have retired after success, quickly dissipated and returned to the blood sword.

Soon, the blood-se sword held in his hand by Hong Liebing turned into a simple and indecent dark red se sword, without any overwhelming pressure or killing energy.

"Hmm?" Hong Liebing suddenly frowned.

He found that there were three ancient runes that were emitting the vast and long-lasting years of ancient swords.

"God-killing Sword!" Hong Liebing recognized the three ancient runes on the Blood Se long sword. "Is God-killing Sword? Haha... What a big tone... Huh?"

Hong Liebing suddenly changed her face. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared at the black spots on the God-killing Sword, and her heart began to beat violently.

"This...this is...the blood of the God King!"

"Where is the God King-level powerhouse in this human world?"

"What's more, even if there is, who can hurt him?"

"Things... are getting weirder!"

Hong Liebing took a deep breath and calmed the churning blood in her chest.

He held the God-killing Sword in his left hand and the Ethereal Sword in his right hand, took a step forward, used the nine-step magical power of the fallen god, blessed himself with the power of nine green torrents, and quickly rushed towards the thug of the witch city, a hundred feet in an instant.

In fact, when Hong Liebing heard about the blood sword incident in the Nanman Mountains, he had some speculations.

He thought about whether the blood-se sword was so bright that it was just because of his arrival that it was bloody and had some movement.

But soon, he gave up the idea.

Hong Liebing still has self-knowledge. He has no aura of kings and domineeringness, nor has the noble character of ancient sages.

Although he is a reincarnated seventh-level god-level powerful man. He is extremely powerful. But looking at the vast continent, even if there are not many seventh-level god-level powerful man like him, I think there are still some.

If you are a seventh-level god-level powerful man, you can take away this blood-se sword called the God-killing Sword. Then you may have been taken away in more than a hundred years.

Not even the Hongliu Ice.

What's more, the Rizi who appeared in the God-killing Sword was a hundred years ago.

And Honglibing, a hundred years ago, is still not sure what it is doing.

Therefore, no matter how Hong Liebing thinks, he doesn’t think that the God-killing Sword has anything to do with him.

In his mind, it was a complete coincidence that when he came to the Southern Barbarian Witch Clan, the God-killing Sword would be full of blood.

However, facts are better than words. This God-killing Sword containing the power of two seventh-level laws was simply a sign of blood light that could only be felt when he was coming.

Because Hong Liebing was about to leave, the God-killing Sword rushed towards him anxiously.

Thinking about it now, the God-killing Sword was chasing him before, and I'm afraid there was no malice, and it was not about to kill him.

Otherwise, the God-killing Sword only needs to show a little power to kill Hongliong, who is now only at the peak of the third level, is now at the scene.

"Oh..." Hong Liebing sighed, glanced at the God-killing Sword in his hand with complicated eyes, shook his head, and stopped thinking about anything more.

I just waited to return to the Wucheng City and had a good discussion with Hong Baiyu.

I believe that with his erudition and insight, there should be an accurate conclusion.

...

Deep in the Nanman Mountains.

In a blood-se valley, which was regarded as a holy place by the Southern Barbarian Witch Clan, an old man with a haggard appearance, dressed in bloody clothes, and his five fingers were pitch black and slender as ghost claws. His closed eyes suddenly opened.

Two bloody scattered lights came out from it, tearing through the sky like lightning, and gusts of wind and thunder were heard.

The rich blood rays shone on all directions and rolled the void, causing the earth to shake violently, as if it was an earthquake.

"The Blood Sword was actually conquered!"

"Who? Who did it?"

"Is it Hongbaiyu, Yan Rongtian, or Chu Wenchen? Or the Hongbai River that should have fallen into hell?"

The old man in blood had a distorted face, and his mouth made a roar like a beast like a prehistoric beast.

"Ten thousand years ago, my Nanman Witch Clan dominated the world. The two seventh-level divine ancestors overwhelmed the sky and transcended the six realms of reincarnation and were not in the five elements. What kind of power is that?"

"Even the Divine Wind Empire and the Od Empire dare not show off in front of our Nanbar Witch Clan!"

"But...ah... Damn Ao Huanyu actually killed the two great ancestors of the Southern Barbarian Witch Clan and five demigod priests!"

"Drag our Nanman Witch Clan from the overlord of the empire to the level of the kingdom!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"There are also the Divine Wind Empire, the Odd Empire, these two empires. In the past, when we were at our heyday, they did not dare to provoke us, but when all the top combat forces of our Nanbar Witch Clan fell, they actually supported a large number of forces to fight against us!

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"If we hadn't had three sixth-level demigod combat powers at that time, I'm afraid they would have destroyed our Southern Barbarian Witch Clan long ago!"

"After more than seven thousand years of cultivation and rest, the sixth-level demigod masters of our Nanman Witch Clan finally recovered to five, with a huge army of tens of millions. When he reappeared his former glory, the damn Yan Rongtian, Hong

Baihe and Hongbaiyu actually rose up strongly at this time and jumped out!"

"I wonder what kind of adventures the three little boys of them had in the Five Elements Jedi, and they all had the sixth-level demigod level cultivation."

"Especially Yan Rongtian, both Fenghuo, he was so powerful that he was a master of the sixth-level master, who was already very powerful than me, the peak-level master of the sixth level."

"And the damn Fire God Ao Huan Reincarnation, secretly assisting Yan Rongtian, Hong Baiyu and Hong Baihe, helping them establish the Yanhong Kingdom and helping them kill many masters of our Nanbar Witch Clan!"

"Damn it! If it weren't for him, how could our Nanman Witch Clan lose two sixth-level sixth-level demigod-level powerful men three thousand years ago?"

"How could he be forced to retreat to the Nanman Mountains by the Yanhong Kingdom?" (To be continued.)