The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 224 Blood Sword Is a Foreign Race? !
Chapter 224 Blood Sword Is a Foreign Race? !
"Blood Brake Oblivion."

Xue Jian's palm drew a mysterious arc across his chest, and in an instant, a terrifying blood-colored black hole seemed to form between his palms.

The bloody aura on the entire Martial Arts Stage, even including the blood-colored skeleton released by Fang Zihan, was swallowed up by the terrifying blood-colored black hole.

Originally, after Fang Zihan used the phantom ghost triple kill, the bloody artistic conception of the blood sword was completely suppressed. Everyone was not optimistic about the blood sword, including Ling Hantian, who also thought that the blood sword might lose.

But the blood sword actually hid the trump card.

The terrifying blood-red black hole swallowed Fang Zihan's attack, and even the blood cloud and evil banner above Fang Zihan's head trembled violently, almost breaking away from Fang Zihan's control.

"I, I'm not mistaken, this blood sword actually launched a jedi counterattack, Brother Fang seems to be unable to support it."

An old student from Tianxuanzong covered his mouth, stared wide-eyed, watching the sudden reversal of the situation on the martial arts stage, with an expression of disbelief.

"Before there was a Fujita War Inscription, now there is Ling Hantian, and now there is a blood sword. Are the warriors of the 49 countries going against the sky?"

"Senior brother, I'm afraid Duanmu Qun from the Duanmu family and Dai Qisi from Persia are all surprising this time."

Although the disciples of Tianxuanzong were very unconvinced, the performance of the 49 countries and the 36 major families this year was really amazing, which made them feel great pressure.

While there was a lot of discussion in the audience, Fang Zihan's face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot on the martial arts stage. He had tried his best to resist the devouring power of the terrifying blood-red black hole opposite him.

But the devouring power of the blood-red black hole not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger. He even felt that the blood in his body began to stir inexplicably, almost bursting out of the blood vessels.

Fang Zihan's body began to tremble violently, the true essence in his body was disordered, and the blood cloud evil banner lost the stimulation of the true essence and fell to the ground.

Without the resistance of the blood cloud and evil banner, the terrifying devouring power surged in like a tide, and Fang Zihan was enveloped by the blood-red power in an instant.

As soon as Fang Zihan was enveloped by this blood-red power, the flesh and blood in his body was devoured crazily, and the source of life was quickly lost.

The threat of death rose from Fang Zihan's heart!

"stop!"

At this moment, a deep roar of anger exploded, and a cyan figure swept over the martial arts stage in an instant, and the surging true energy swept out like a vast ocean, and with a flick of the sleeve, the blood was easily broken. Jian's blood brake Yan Gang rescued Fang Zihan who was dying and unconscious.

Xue Jian staggered back a few steps, his long blood-red hair flying wildly, his blood-like eyes gradually regained clarity, staring at Bi Daocheng on the martial arts stage.

All the audience in the martial arts arena stood up, especially people from 49 and 36 countries looked at Bi Daocheng nervously, wanting to see what kind of decision he would make.

Hua Ruolei stood up nervously, while Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes, looking at Bi Daocheng's back.

"Xuejian, as a disciple of my Tianxuanzong branch, you actually practiced such an evil magic technique. This elder announces that you will be disqualified from continuing to compete."

Bi Daocheng's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the audience.

For a moment, the audience was deadly silent.

Xue Jian clenched his fists tightly, his eyes like a pool of blood narrowed into needlepoints, his lips were tightly pressed, and he stared at Bi Daocheng firmly.

Such a result was beyond everyone's expectations, but as the great elder of Tianxuanzong and the host of the Zongzong martial arts meeting, Bi Daocheng is indeed qualified to make such a decision.

The disqualification of the contestants halfway is definitely a historic event, and it is the only one.

"At the same time, this elder has reason to suspect that you are not from our human race, and this needs to be further investigated."

Bi Daocheng kept saying nothing surprising, and threw a blockbuster again.

The blood sword is not human!

"Isn't this guy my human race?" The team leader of a branch squinted his eyes, carefully staring at the blood sword on the martial arts stage, trying to see through the latter.

"Elder Bi said that when the blood sword just cast its final blow, it seemed that some of his true nature was exposed, such as blood-red hair, blood-red eyes, and blood-red totem."

"The area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles in my Great Barren State is dominated by human races. I have never seen such a person with blood-red pupils before."

All of a sudden, the entire martial arts arena erupted like a tidal wave of discussion.

"Dean, what is going on here?"

Ling Hantian frowned, looked at Hua Ruolei next to him with a serious face, and asked in a deep voice.

Among all the people present, I am afraid that no one knows the situation of the blood sword better than Hua Ruolei.

The three of Jialan also looked at Hua Ruolei nervously, waiting for Hua Ruolei's answer.

Hua Ruolei's face was a little serious, and he said in a concentrated voice: "The blood sword comes from the blood forest in the southern wasteland. His origin is extraordinary. Don't worry, even if I try my best to lose my old life, I will try my best to keep the blood sword safe." .”

As soon as Hua Ruolei's voice fell, Hua Daocheng announced that the game was temporarily suspended.

As for the blood sword, it was temporarily detained by Tianxuanzong.

The follow-up disposal of the blood sword must be decided by the Tianxuanzong Presbyterian Meeting and deliberated and approved by the Tianxuanzong suzerain.

Next, the contestants of each martial arts academy returned to their respective rest areas.

There are only Ling Hantian and Jia Lan in the rest area where Tianxuanwu Academy is located, and Hua Ruolei has already gone to Tianxuanzong to attend an emergency meeting.

Each rest area is an independent small courtyard, Ling Hantian was sullen, did not speak, and chose a relatively quiet room.

This is the first time Ling Hantian has heard the word "foreign race". Ling Hantian doesn't know what will happen if the blood sword is put on the hat of a foreign race. He only knows that the fate of the blood sword is now in the hands of Tianxuanzong. superior.

In such a situation, the current Ling Hantian is really helpless, the only thing he can do now is to seize every minute and every second to improve his strength.

Thinking like this, Ling Hantian took out the green jade magic knife from the Sumeru Ring.

The emerald green knife exuded a strong evil spirit, and the dragon scale inscription on the knife almost came alive, like a dragon about to awaken.

A strong evil spirit permeated the entire room in an instant, and the Black Man-winged King Snake jumped out from Ling Hantian's sleeve, fluttering its wings and hovering in the air. A pair of soybean-sized animal pupils were firmly attached to the green jade demon in Ling Hantian's hands. Knife.

"Heiman, now let's see what's different about this green jade magic knife."

Ling Hantian casually handed the Green Jade Demon Saber to the Black Man-winged King Snake.

(End of this chapter)