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Chapter 213 Blood Blade Magic Art

Xueyinkuangdao was raised high, the blade that was supposed to be bright looked dark and strange under the dim demonic energy.

"Blood blade magic!"

Wang Zheng's icy words resounded throughout the Hehuan Valley, and at the same time, the essence and blood in Wang Zheng's body suddenly boiled when he was running the magic knife technique.

Wang Zheng, who was originally a terrifying demon, suddenly had blood vessels all over his body burst out.The handsome and sinister face was even more ferocious because of the blue veins.

Whoa whoa whoa!

Accompanied by the change in the description of evil spirits, a surging and powerful sound of flowing water suddenly came out of Wang Zheng's body. It was the sound produced by a warrior's whole body's vitality and blood flowing to a certain level.

The voice was thick and abnormal, not as clear and pleasant as ordinary running water, but as deep and thick as the flow of lead and mercury.

While the blood was rushing all over his body, countless blood seeped out along Wang Zheng's pores, instantly dyeing Wang Zheng into a blood man.

However, the existence of this blood man is only a matter of a moment, and the next moment, the blood seeping out from Wang Zheng's pores, as if with a spirituality, turned into a scarlet and strange blood mist, heading towards the snow in Wang Zheng's hand. Gather together on the knife.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Zheng was enveloped in a dense and terrifyingly dark red blood mist.

And Wang Zheng's Xueyin Kuangdao did not know when it turned into a blood knife, a blood knife completely condensed from blood.

The blood flowed slowly on the knife, how similar was this scene to Jiang Ting's sea of ​​blood and the blood essence left by Prince Zaku?

All blood flowed slowly in a quiet and eerie atmosphere as if alive.

In fact, this is the so-called Dao Sanqian leads to the same goal.

Whether it's Wang Zheng's magic blade blood skill, Jiang Ting's blood nerves, or Prince Zaku's immortal blood.

At a certain level, whether it's demonic martial arts, demonic cultivation, or the mysterious blood from the western continent.

They are basically the same, after all, this world is the same world.

The truths that exist in the dark can be called the Dao or the law. The process of cultivation is the process of understanding them, using them, integrating them, and even controlling and creating them.

In an instant, the blood escapes and gathers in a visually extremely slow and strong contradiction.Wang Zheng's aura also became more fierce and terrifying at this moment!
The blood blade magic skill was originally created by Nie Feng after he became a demon. It is a blade that sees blood through and through. It sees one's own blood first, and then the enemy's blood!

The principle of this blood blade magic art is quite similar to the blood escape performed by Daoist Xile. It also uses his own blood as the medium to erupt with far beyond ordinary power!
The power finally continued to the extreme at this moment, and Wang Zheng, whose mind was full of demonic thoughts, even had a premonition that if he continued to accumulate power, the magic knife might devour the master before killing the enemy!

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng no longer hesitated, and slashed towards Hehuan Valley with the Xueyin Kuangdao in his hand as if he was slashing Huashan Mountain!
hum!
The sharp sound of the saber sounded like the scream of an unknown devil, and a bloody saber gang of hundreds of meters was slashed out by Wang Zheng!

As the blade was cut out, Wang Zheng's complexion suddenly turned pale, which was the result of the loss of essence and blood all over his body.

But at the same time, Wang Zheng's eyes became much clearer, what the magic knife cut out was not only his own blood essence, but also the killing intent in his spiritual will!
Originally, the strong killing intent had even somewhat suppressed the burning Zixiaoyan in Wang Zheng's spiritual world, but with the release of this knife, Zixiaoyan immediately gained the upper hand!
In Wang Zheng's two eyes, purple flames began to burn almost at the same time!
Feeling that Zixiaoyan had the upper hand in the spiritual world, Wang Zheng finally let out a long breath. Zixiaoyan had the upper hand, and everything was consistent with his original plan.

As long as he takes it slowly, he can completely digest this good fortune into his own without any side effects.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng walked back towards the Tai Hua Sect almost without hesitation.

As for the wealth of the Hehuan Sect?To be honest, Wang Zheng still doesn't like it!What's more, since one's own strength lies there, one's share of the spoils after the war is always indispensable.

Why should I look for it like a bandit in the sea of ​​corpses and blood?
The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!
That's right, it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
With that terrifying slash, the whole sky was reflected into a surge of blood and energy, and the bloody knife slashed straight towards Hehuan Valley like a knife dividing the sea.

It is obviously a sword gang of hundreds of feet long, and it is many times smaller than Hehuan Valley, but it just gives everyone a sense of fear that is infinitely overwhelming!

With a loud bang, the entire Hehuan Valley collapsed and the ground cracked, and the mountain defense formation was as if nothing existed under the sharp knife light!

Different from Jiang Ting's weight and corrosive force to press down on people, Wang Zheng's knife completely relies on the boundless sharpness, breaking through the mountain guard formation is naturally more enjoyable than Jiang Ting's!

As soon as the formation was broken, the blood knife revealed his ferocious side. With a flash of blood, amidst the loud rumbling noise, the infinite devil energy flooded the entire Hehuan Valley.

Since then, there has been no sound from Hehuan Valley.

After a stick of incense passed, Dongfang Hua finally came in the first place driving the escape light.

Looking at Hehuan Valley under his feet, Dongfang Hua's face was full of horror!

What did he see!He saw a thick knife mark spreading from the gate of Hehuan Valley to the distance!

He even saw a glimmer of light in his sight!
Hehuan Valley was cut through with a single knife! ?

The rich blood qi condensed in Hehuan Valley and did not disperse, forming a thin blood mist, mixed with demon energy and filling it, causing the entire Hehuan Valley to fall into a strange silence.

The huge knife mark is like an ugly scar, running across the entire Hehuan Valley.

The powerful spiritual consciousness belonging to the Golden Core Stage monk scanned the entire Hehuan Valley, and Dongfanghua found that there was no trace of life in the Hehuan Valley at this moment.

Think about it too, how can a group of second-order existences resist the demonic blood knife with Dao Yun in it?

"They're all dead..."

Dongfanghua sighed with inexplicable emotion, and just quietly suspended in the sky for a long time without saying a word.

It wasn't until all the troops from the Taihua Sect arrived that Dongfang Hua said in a hoarse voice:
"There are no more survivors, pack up the spoils."

Everyone was silent like cicadas, carefully landing towards Hehuan Valley, for fear that there might still be an unrivaled demon hidden in it.

At this time, Dongfang Hua's voice suddenly sounded again:
"In the future, when people from my cultivation line meet Elder Wang, they must respect and respect again and again. They must not offend Elder Wang."

Dongfang Hua's voice was a little hoarse, and he found that this junior who he once regarded as someone who wanted to climb high had now become fearful to him.

(End of this chapter)