Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6623 Bloody Intent

 The battle broke out again, and the duel between Chen Xuan and Xue Yi was extremely fierce. Every fight between the two caused the air to heat up, and their figures flashed rapidly, like meteors piercing the night sky.

The Vermilion Bird Sword and the Bloody Knife clashed, causing sparks to fly. Chen Xuan's swordsmanship was like a writhing dragon, with astonishing power, while the Bloody Sword's swordsmanship was extremely ferocious, with every sword carrying the power of destruction.

"You survived my first stab, let's see if you can survive the second!" Xue Yi roared and slashed at Chen Xuan with his sword. His sword technique seemed to turn into a sea of ​​blood, a monstrous killing spree. The intention swept over me.

 Chen Xuan responded calmly, his body flashed and skillfully avoided Xueyi's blade. Then, his sword power suddenly accelerated, and a bright sword light was directed at Xueyi's body.

 Xue Yi managed to block it, but his face became solemn. Chen Xuan's swordsmanship was so sharp that he felt strong pressure.

The battle entered a fierce stage in the exchange of swords and swords. Chen Xuan continued to release the power of the Suzaku sword technique. His sword energy was everywhere, forcing the enemy to retreat, while Xue Yi relied on his powerful physique and sword skills to hold on. On the front line, Chen Xuan was not allowed to take advantage of him.

The battle lasted for dozens of difficult minutes. Both of their bodies were covered in scars. Chen Xuan had beads of sweat on his forehead. He knew that the enemy in front of him should not be underestimated.

At this moment, Chen Xuan's vision suddenly condensed. He saw that the disciples of the Dragon God Sect not far away were being besieged by other warriors of the Blood Demon Sect and were in danger.

A rage arose in his heart, and he knew that now was the time to decide the outcome. He gathered all the strength in his body, with a determined light shining in his eyes.

“Blood will, our battle ends here.” Chen Xuan’s voice was as cold as ice, and his swordsmanship suddenly became extremely sharp.

The Vermilion Bird Sword made a harsh whistle, and the sword's light was dazzling, like a fire dragon, attacking Bloody instantly.

Xue Yi's face turned pale instantly. He felt the breath of death. He gritted his teeth and resisted with all his strength.

However, at this moment, Chen Xuan's sword power suddenly changed, and his sword technique turned into a phantom, as hot as heavenly fire, which instantly penetrated Bloody's defense line and directly stabbed his body.

Xueyi let out a shrill howl, and blood spurted out instantly. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Chen Xuan in shock. They did not expect that Chen Xuan could defeat the strong man of the Blood Demon Sect.

 Chen Xuan took a deep breath, then turned around and rushed to other battle locations of the Dragon God Sect. He knew that the battle was still going on and that every member of the Dragon God Sect needed their help.

On the battlefield, the disciples of the Dragon God Sect saw the appearance of Chen Xuan, and their morale was greatly boosted. They followed Chen Xuan and launched a counterattack together, defeating the warriors of the Blood Demon Sect one by one.

On top of these ruins, Chen Xuan, an elder of the Dragon God Sect, stood there with firm eyes. Looking at the ruins of the hall, an indescribable feeling of grief and indignation surged in his heart. He knew that he could not be immersed in it now. In grief, he must cheer up and protect those disciples who are still struggling on the edge of life and death.

Suddenly, a strange breath came, and Chen Xuan raised his head alertly. In front of the dilapidated hall, a flash of blood flashed, and a tall figure slowly walked out, exuding powerful murderous aura. It was an elder of the Blood Demon Sect, a An existence feared by everyone as the "Blood Demon Elder".

"Chen Xuan, are you the leader of the Dragon God Sect?" Elder Gorefiend said coldly, his voice was as cold as ice, making people shudder.

Chen Xuan raised his head with firm eyes: "Yes, I am an elder of the Dragon God Sect, and now I represent the sect to protect my homeland."

 “What a ridiculous insect, you dare to pretend to be a guardian.” Elder Gorefiend sneered, his eyes flashing with ridicule and disdain.

Chen Xuan's face was calm, but there was a fire in his heart. He knew that the blood demon elder in front of him was not an ordinary person, and he was definitely not someone he could easily match, but he had no intention of backing down. He was a dragon. The elder of Shenzong is the leader of many disciples, and he cannot show weakness.

 “Come on.” Chen Xuan took a deep breath, tightened the Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand, and looked determinedly, ready to fight.

The Blood Demon Elder sneered, and he approached quickly like a ghost. The sharp blade slashed towards Chen Xuan with a breath of destruction. Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and quickly dodged, but the Blood Demon Elder's sword skills followed him like a ghost. .

 Chen Xuan tried his best to resist. The clash of swords and knives made a sharp metal collision sound, and fire was splashed. Their battle was like the intersection of fire and blood, extremely fierce.

 Chen Xuan kept retreating. Facing the fierce attack of the Blood Demon Elder, he felt the threat of life and death, but his eyes flashed with determination. He could not fall, and he could not let the hope of the Dragon God Sect be extinguished.

"Dragon God Sword Technique!" Chen Xuan roared, his figure was like lightning, and he slashed at the Blood Demon Elder with one move of his unique Dragon God Sword Technique. This sword contained all his power.

The blood demon elder sneered, raised his sword, and resisted Chen Xuan's sword. The swords and knives collided with each other, making a harsh metal collision sound, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

However, at this moment, Chen Xuan suddenly burst out with astonishing power. His eyes flashed with bright sword light. The sword was like a dragon's roar, carrying the power of thunder, and instantly tore apart the defense line of the Blood Demon Elder. Take it directly from his body.

A flash of shock flashed in Elder Blood Demon's eyes. He tried his best to avoid it, but Chen Xuan's sword light was too fast, and he had no time to react.

 “No!” Elder Blood Demon roared, but everything was too late.

Chen Xuan's sword tip penetrated his body, and blood spurted out. Elder Blood Demon coughed out a mouthful of blood in pain, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair. His body trembled, and finally fell to the ground, never to be seen again. move.

There was silence on the battlefield. The disciples of the Dragon God Sect looked at Chen Xuan dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes. Their elder actually defeated the elder of the Blood Demon Sect.

In front of the main hall of the Dragon God Sect, the sect master Long Xuan and the sect master Xue Lu of the Blood Demon Sect were facing each other. Their eyes met each other, both full of murderous intent and determination. This was a supreme decisive battle and a critical moment for the survival of the entire sect. . Long Xuan was dressed in a dragon robe, with a tall body and long hair hanging down his back like a waterfall. He was holding a sword with dragon patterns engraved on it, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere, while Xue Lu was wearing a blood-red The man in the robe had a tall figure and a ferocious face, holding a sharp **** knife, with blood drops dripping from the blade, like a strange rain of blood.

"Long Xuan, your Dragon God Sect will inevitably die. Today I will personally kill you and make your Dragon God Sect disappear from this land forever!" Xue Lu's voice was low and hoarse, full of crazy killing intent.

Long Xuan smiled coldly and didn't say much. He knew that now was not the time for empty talk, but the time to speak with strength. He took a deep breath, his inner strength surged, and the sword energy rose, covering the entire hall with the sword. In mind.

 The battle begins.

Xuelu roared, brandished his blood knife, and turned into a streak of blood to attack Long Xuan. Long Xuan watched with cold eyes, nimbly dodged the attack of the blood knife, and then stabbed Xue Lu in the heart with one sword.

Xuelu waved his sword to resist, but Long Xuan's swordsmanship was like thunder, extremely fast. Each sword was pointed at the enemy's vital point. Their battle was as fast as lightning. The light and shadow of swords intertwined with each other, making a harsh metal collision sound.

A sly smile emerged from the corner of Xuelu's mouth. He was so powerful that he could actually fight against Long Xuan. His body suddenly turned into an afterimage and appeared behind Long Xuan. The blood knife stabbed Long Xuan's vest.

When Long Xuan was in danger, a golden light flashed, and a disciple of the Dragon God Sect stepped forward and blocked the attack of the blood knife, but he himself was seriously injured.

“Sect Master, let us come!” A group of disciples from the Dragon God Sect rushed forward one after another. They stepped forward to protect their sect master regardless of their own safety.

Long Xuan's heart was filled with emotion. His disciples were loyal and strong. They supported the entire sect. Together they withstood the **** attack, and the situation became tense.

Xuelu sneered, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He waved the blood knife and turned it into a streak of blood, slashing at Long Xuan and his disciples crazily.

However, the disciples of the Dragon God Sect did not show weakness. They worked together to resist the **** offensive. The light of the sword and the shadow of the knife intersected in the air, and the atmosphere of the battle became more and more intense.

During the battle, Long Xuan's eyes were bright and shining. He knew that this battle would determine the life and death of the entire sect. He concentrated all his strength on the sword in his hand and let out a thunderous dragon roar.

The sword energy was surging, raging like a tornado. His sword technique suddenly accelerated, and the sword light was sharp, turning into a bolt of lightning, pointing directly at Xexu's throat.

The battle reached its most intense moment. The leader of the Dragon God Sect, Long Xuan, faced the leader of the Blood Demon Sect in a **** battle. The offense and defense of both sides were intertwined. Powerful spiritual energy erupted between them, and the entire battlefield seemed to be shaking.

 The sword energy and the **** knife intertwined, making a sharp impact. Long Xuan's swordsmanship is as agile as a swimming dragon, and each sword contains amazing power and talent, while Blood Slaughter relies on the power of the Demon Sect to slash at every inch of Long Xuan's skin.

"Dragon God Sword Technique!" Long Xuan shouted, and his sword technique became more fierce. The sword light was like a rainbow, reflecting the entire battlefield like daylight. His figure flickered like a divine dragon, swimming on the battlefield. Move, attack the bloodshed mercilessly.

Xue Lu sneered. As his blood knife danced, it brought out a **** light, like a ghostly shadow, flashing quickly, trying to avoid Long Xuan's attack. However, Long Xuan's sword skills were all-pervasive, and every sword was aimed at Xue Lu. Kill's weakness made it impossible for him to avoid it.

"You bugs, you also want to stop me?" Xuelu roared, his eyes flashing with madness and cruelty. He waved the blood knife and released powerful power in an attempt to suppress Long Xuan.

However, Long Xuan did not flinch. His body was straight and his sword energy was like a waterfall. He faced the bloodshed without fear. At this moment, he transformed into the Dragon God and stood up to defend the dignity of the sect.

 The battle became more intense, with sword light and blood light intersecting in the air, making a harsh buzzing sound. Long Xuan's sword became more powerful. He seemed to blend into the sword and became one with the sword. Every sword was his heartbeat and his life.

Xuelu's attacks also became more fierce. His blood knife buzzed like the roar of a demon. His body moved like a ghost, trying to find Long Xuan's flaw.

Long Xuan is as calm as ice. He only has battle in his eyes. His sword skills change rapidly, sometimes as sharp as thunder, sometimes as gentle as wind. He is trying to figure out the attack pattern of Bloodshed and find a way to crack it.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in Long Xuan's eyes. He saw the pattern of the **** attack. He knew that he had a chance. He gathered all his strength, swung his sword, and delivered the strongest blow.

The sword energy is like the roar of a giant dragon, bringing up a violent storm. This sword contains all of Long Xuan's power, all his talents, and all his hopes.

Seeing this, Xuelan's pupils shrank. He also felt the threat from Long Xuan. He knew that if this sword hit him, the consequences would be disastrous.

He roared angrily, and his whole body surged with strength, trying to resist Long Xuan's attack. However, although his strength was powerful, it was insignificant in front of Long Xuan's sword.

The light of the sword penetrated Xuelu's defense and went straight to his heart.

 “No!” Xuelu roared, but everything was too late.

 The tip of the sword penetrated his body, and blood gushed out like a fountain. His body trembled, and finally fell heavily to the ground, never moving again.

 The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence. The powerful aura dissipated at this moment, and Long Xuan stood firmly on the spot, with the blood of the **** massacre remaining on his sword. His body was as straight as an unshakable mountain peak.

As the disciples of the Dragon God Sect watched this scene, they all burst into tears with excitement.

 In the hall of the Dragon God Sect, smoke and dust filled the air, and the smell of blood filled the air. The battle just now cost this magnificent sect a heavy price. The leader of the Dragon God Sect, Long Xuan, was lying on a large stone bed with a pale face. The doctors around him were treating him. In a corner of the hall, Chen Xuan and Dugu Lun frowned and pondered the situation in front of them.

 (End of this chapter)