Fairy, I really am a villain!

Then, the figure and he took a step forward together, and the long sword fell, seemingly slowly but actually quickly!

The unique skill of Dharmakaya level, the Emperor of Heaven walks on time!

The helmsman's body froze, and he felt as if he was forced into a certain aura, like a bug in amber, unable to move.

The world before my eyes peeled into black and white, and even the thought of raising a finger became extremely slow.

The process was very short, as if it took less than a moment of trance, but the tip of the knife was already close to the center of the eyebrows!

"A monk doesn't tell lies," Qingyu said with anger as he looked at his teammates who fell to protect him. "Die!"

ended.

Everyone present, including the helmsman himself, had the same thought at this moment.

After being blocked by Jian Zong, Xia Tianxing and others, it became increasingly difficult to open the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows. Now after being stabbed again, even if he succeeds in building a bridge between heaven and earth, the helmsman will only die under the impact of the power of heaven and earth!

"I am unwilling, I am unwilling——"

The helmsman was bleeding from all seven orifices, his thin face became distorted, and he roared in despair.

As if in response to his call, a bloody light shot out from somewhere in the village, and in an instant it reached his forehead, pouring thick bloody energy into him!

The fourth Blood God Stone that the Blood Robe Cult, Xinggong and others had been looking for... unexpectedly popped out at this time!

Seeing this, Qing Yu secretly thought that it was not good, but the knife's power had already run out, and it was too late to catch up with him at this time -

boom!

When the tip of the knife collided with the stone, it seemed to stop for a moment.

Then, the little Taoist priest's figure flew out like a cannonball and fell heavily to the ground!

Everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, and some of the disciples with weaker psychological qualities even lowered their heads with gloomy faces.

The bloody figure's momentum increased rapidly and his strength grew... He seemed to be the center of heaven and earth, the master of all things!

"This is the favor of the Blood God! Hahahahaha!"

The Blood Robe Cult's use of the Blood God Stone is certainly not comparable to Jiang Xingchu and his ilk. The helmsman used the bloody evil spirit contained in it to not only block Qingyu's sword and injure him, but was even able to use secret techniques to recover himself, and was about to build a bridge between heaven and earth!

As the Blood-Cloaked Cult madman's momentum grew stronger, everyone couldn't help but feel despair.

He was on his way to a normal destination, but he encountered the Bloody Robe Cult slaughtering a village;

After finally resolving the misunderstanding with Xinggong, he was attacked again;

After escaping death, he finally found an opportunity, but was knocked into the abyss by the Blood God Stone who appeared out of nowhere... It seemed as if everything was going wrong and every step was difficult.

Is it coincidence or fate?

It's certainly not a coincidence.

When Fang Xiwen took a few pills, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to let everyone escape, a thought named "Sword Immortal" descended on the place.

There are not many ways in the world that can create such a "coincidence" without any worldly airs, and the way of "weaving destiny" of the Starry Sky is one of them.

This was undoubtedly someone's masterpiece. Unlike the Sword Immortal who was indifferent at first, "she" was ready to take action from the beginning, but was stopped by the Sword Immortal time and time again.

But today she finally found the opportunity.

In the distance, Fang Xiwen was carrying the seriously injured Yue Zhengfang on his back. When he was about to use his Qinggong to escape, he suddenly stopped.

Something in the inner pocket of my clothes was heating up with a special rhythm, like a beating heart.

He lowered his head and his pupils shrank slightly.

This blood god stone...is calling him.

As long as he could draw the blood evil energy into his body again and enter the "Emperor State" again, with his absolute control over the blood evil, he would have a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

Countless coincidences came together to eventually lead to this result... The timing was so well laid out that Fang Xiwen felt a deep sense of malice.

The gears of fate meshed again, as if it was for this day that he would meet Jiang Xingchu in that small house.

The man fell silent. The hidden swordsman stood beside him, also silent.

A place separated from the two of them by a layer of time and space.

"'I will protect her well, there is no need for any life and death sword intent', how enviable." Clearly there was only an oriole-like voice ringing, but it somehow made people feel as if there was a woman swinging on a swing, with an innocent tone.

Her porcelain-like feet were spotless and swaying, and she was talking to someone with a smile on her face: "I would rather have a girl who is always silly than a cold and aloof swordsman... Hee.

So do you want a gentle and harmless Fang Xiwen, or a cold and ruthless Emperor?

Now, let me see your choice, Sword Immortal?"

Chapter 105 Scarlet Emperor, come out!

In the village, the bloody hurricane spread wantonly, and the pressure from the powerful outsiders became stronger and stronger.

There is a world within the human body, and there is another world outside the body. With the help of the Blood God Stone, this madman from the Blood Robe Cult is really going to meet the inner and outer worlds!

Everyone knew that they might die. Most of the people here were hot-tempered young people. They regretted how straightforwardly they rejected the elders of the sect.

He traveled the world with a sword and wine, doing justice and chivalrous things, riding a horse in a green robe... Unfortunately, he met a real madman who was unreasonable.

"Brother Yue, raise your true energy!"

After the sword formation was broken and he was seriously injured by the aftermath, Yue Zhengfang's consciousness had been a little fuzzy. At this moment, he could only feel that he was being helped up and a clear voice was ringing in his ears.

"Don't give up! He may not come after us. I have a way to hold his breath..."

This voice is from the Third Young Master...

Yue Zhengfang shuddered, his eyes widened, and he looked at his hand on his shoulder, unable to believe it for a moment, "Third Master, why don't you run away?"

"Awake? Cooperate with me to reduce the weight, quickly!" Fang Xiwen said anxiously.

Hearing this, Yue Zhengfang shook his head.

He never thought that the always calm and wise Third Young Master would come back to save him. He felt touched and conflicted. He gritted his teeth and struggled to break free from his hand.

"Take me with you, we will all be stuck!" The honest man fell to the ground, covered in blood, and just grinned, "Senior Sister is still waiting for you to come home, don't die here!"

Yue Zhengfang seldom smiles, which doesn't match his dull face at all.

Fang Xiwen was pushed out by his remaining true energy and stepped back several steps. He saw the bloody hurricane gradually spreading. Lan Xuewen, who was not far away, discovered them and wanted to come over to join them.

She had only taken a few steps when she seemed to remember something. She looked up and smiled at the two of them, then stumbled in the opposite direction.

This girl is also quite smart. In order not to implicate them, in order not to increase the target, in order to increase the probability of their survival... Fang Xiwen was stunned.

“What are you still standing there for!” Yue Zhengfang’s face was filled with anger, which was rare. He grabbed the scabbard and slammed it hard at his feet, roaring, “Run! Come back and avenge us when you have verified the location!”

"Avenge your mother!!"

After this happened again and again, Fang Xiwen could no longer bear it. The struggle on his face disappeared instantly. He reached into his arms, grabbed the Blood God Stone with force, and probed into it with his mind.

In an instant, a thick bloody aura surged into his body, and he entered the state of overlooking the world again. His eyes turned scarlet, and his mind seemed to be at an infinitely high place, and he could not feel the slightest injury in his body.

"Isn't it just an arrangement? I'll do as you wish!!"

The voice traveled far away, and no one knew what he was shouting. Only Lan Xuewen was stunned for a moment. Master Fang seemed to be about to do something...

He just gently raised the Blood God Stone, and somehow it touched some key point, and the bloody evil energy rushed towards this side madly, almost crushing the absorption efficiency of the helmsman in the distance!

"what?"

The madman from the Blood Robe Cult was enjoying the baptism of the power of heaven and earth when he suddenly felt his bloody evil spirit being taken away. When he was about to take it back, his body froze.

He seemed to be locked by some terrifying existence, and a trembling feeling kept surging from the depths of his soul, as if the leader was in person, as if he was worshiping the blood god, as if... even worse!

"Scarlet Emperor, come out!!"

As Fang Xiwen roared, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared behind him. He was wearing a blood-red tattered cloak, his face was blurry, and only his eyes revealed a sense of indifference and alienation.

With His appearance, the bloody and evil aura raging in the air suddenly calmed down, and everyone could even feel that it became gentle, like a domestic pet.

"Behind him... is the Blood God?! He summoned the Blood God's will!" Xia Tianxing was horrified and struggled to stand up, "How is this possible!"

I've been looking for the Blood Stone for so long, and now the cultist is right next to me!

Looking at this, there is no need for chanting, rituals, or altars... just with a piece of Blood God Stone, he can attract the attention of the Blood God?

What a monster!

After the Emperor appeared, Fang Xiwen flew and landed in front of the leader of the Blood Robe Cult in just a few steps.

"Your Excellency?" With just a glance, the helmsman bowed his head.

For a fanatical believer like him, the excitement of breaking through the exterior scene right now is far less important than being able to communicate with the Blood God face to face!

In his eyes, Fang Xiwen was like the Blood God walking on earth, and just one word from him could make him die for him.

"My Lord, please wait a moment," the insane helmsman said respectfully, bowing three times, "I will kill them all right away and offer a feast for your birth—"

Ho ho!

His words suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled him.

Fang Xiwen pointed his finger, and a strong blood light burst out from between his eyebrows. The helmsman's face was twisted in pain.

The Lord wanted his blood, he should have felt extremely honored, but when the helmsman sensed this aura at close range, his eyes instantly turned into resentment, and the strong hatred seemed to turn into a needle to pierce him, "You are not the Lord, who are you!!"

The man didn't answer. His five fingers slowly opened like petals, then suddenly closed and punched him in the middle of the eyebrows!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

A ball of pure bloody evil energy was pulled out of the helmsman's body, the bridge between heaven and earth was broken, and the realm that had just been broken through fell back again.

There are many hidden dangers in using this method to break through, the realm itself is unstable, and it will be difficult to make any further progress in cultivation. Is there any shortcut to cultivation?

But even if he retreated, the helmsman still opened the gate of life and death, and still retained the ability to take half a step to the outside world.

After knowing that the person in front of him was not only not the Lord, but also a shameless thief, the captain was furious and slashed at Fang Xiwen with a knife!

Burn your blood, strike with all your strength, without reservation!

He didn't even use such means when he beat Qingyu just now. How much does he hate Young Master Fang/Third Young Master... This thought came to everyone's mind at the same time.

"How dare you impersonate the Lord... You thief who deserves death, give me your life!" The helmsman's face was distorted, and his strong hatred almost turned into reality.

This was a life-burning blow from the Half-Step Outer Scene, and it was launched from a very close distance - as soon as he saw him make the move, the knife had already chopped off his head!

Fang Xiwen had an expressionless face and took a few steps back. Several rays of light appeared on his body. Different secret treasures responded by emitting strong light, blocking the knife light.