"Huh? It's interesting. I can actually take one move from my seat and never die!" At this moment, suddenly, a strange space fluctuation came out of nowhere on the blood-colored tombstone, and then a blood-colored phantom also appeared out of nowhere. His eyes also fell on Yang Jian's body, and a surprised expression flashed deep in his eyes.
"What!? You, who are you??"
After seeing the blood-colored phantom that suddenly appeared, Yang Jian's heart could be said to have a terrifying wave. Although Yang Jian had encountered many phantoms in the underworld before, those were all ghosts, but the phantom in front of him was obviously completely different.
I saw the phantom wearing a red robe, and a strong violent evil aura and domineering aura all over my body. Standing there gave people the feeling of a long sword rising from the sky.
"I'm a saint of blood sword!!" said the blood-colored phantom.
"The Saint of Blood Sword?" After hearing this name, Yang Jian frowned. Obviously, he had never heard of the other party's name. However, the other party's strength cannot be underestimated at all. Although the other party was just a phantom, Yang Jian felt a lingering and strong sense of crisis from the other party.
You can imagine how shocked Yang Jian was at this time. You should know that not to mention a phantom, under normal circumstances, even a master at the Nine-Turn Emperor Realm in his heyday could not make Yang Jian feel such a strong sense of crisis. However, the bloody phantom in front of him was just a phantom, which made Yang Jian feel this way. How could this not shock Yang Jian?
"You haven't completely died, and you can still take the initiative!" Yang Jian was obviously very shocked at this time.
"Are you surprised? But unfortunately, you will never know, because you are about to fall into my hands!" After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and a flash of hot light flashed in his eyes.
"You want to kill me? It's simply a delusion!" After hearing the other party's words, Yang Jian's face suddenly turned cold, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. A powerful aura also emanated directly from Yang Jian's body.
"The Nine Changes of Shenxuan, transfer it to me!"
The Nine Changes of Shenxuan also started to operate instantly, and Yang Jian's entire aura instantly soared wildly.
"Huh? It's a bit interesting, but it's a pity. I'm just struggling to death! I've been waiting for billions of years and have been planning for hundreds of millions of years. There will definitely be no accidents! As long as I kill you, I can be reborn!" After seeing the changes in the aura on Yang Jian's body, the Blood Sword Saint said lightly.
"Regain your life!? You, do you want to take over me?" After hearing the other party's words, Yang Jian's face suddenly became cold, and a strong murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.
"Take a body? No, no! How could I do such a stupid thing? Although I can also regain my life by taking a body, in that case, I will never be able to break the shackles. I must integrate with you and integrate perfectly. Only in this way can I break the shackles and reach a higher level!" The Blood Sword Saint spoke directly when he saw this.
"Damn it. You're simply delusional!" Although Yang Jian didn't know what the other party's so-called fusion meant, it was obviously not a good thing, and his face looked even more ugly.
"The true body of Xuanhuang Holy Dragon!"
"Xuanhuang Creation Palm!"
Yang Jian immediately snorted coldly, and a terrifying mysterious yellow hand also enveloped the body of the Blood Sword Saint.
"Huh? It's interesting. What a powerful body, it's actually the power of Xuanhuang!? Not bad! It seems that God really helps me!" After seeing Yang Jian's attack, the Blood Sword Saint was not afraid at all, but instead showed an extremely excited expression, and the eyes that looked at Yang Jian became even hotter.
"cut!"
The next moment, the Blood Sword Saint waved his hand. In an instant, a blood-colored light rose into the sky, instantly turning into a blood-colored long sword, and suddenly slashed at the giant hand in the void.
"Swish!"
A violent friction sound came. In Yang Jian's extremely shocked gaze, the mysterious yellow hand in the void was instantly split into two and was directly broken.
"How is that possible!? This, this..."
After seeing this scene, Yang Jian was obviously stunned again. Xuanhuang Creation Hand was Yang Jian's specialty magical power, even the imperial magic weapon could be shaken. But now it was broken so easily, how could it not shock Yang Jian?
"Stop struggling unnecessary, just surrender!" After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, the Blood Sword Saint said lightly, with a mocking look on the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, how is that possible! Ten thousand thunders change, turn it over to me! The light of nirvana!"
After seeing the other person's appearance, the cold light in Yang Jian's eyes became even stronger, and then the magical power of Ten Thousand Thunder Changes also instantly started to activate. The sky eye in the eyebrows opened instantly, and a terrifying black light of lightning filled with a breath of destruction also roared out, covering the body of the Blood Sword Saint.
"Huh? Thunder of Nirvana!? You can actually control Thunder of Nirvana!?" After seeing this black lightning, the face of the Blood Sword Saint suddenly changed suddenly, and a trace of fear flashed deep in his eyes. Then a blood-colored sword light roared out again, instantly facing the black light of lightning.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the two attacks instantly collided, and at the same time, a terrifying and violent force swept across all directions.
"hateful!"
After the energy dissipated, after seeing the intact Blood Sword Saint in the void, Yang Jian's face became even more ugly. The strength of this Blood Sword Saint was obviously far beyond his expectations and was much more powerful than he had imagined.
"It's interesting, but unfortunately, it's just a little seed of the thunder of nirvana, not a truly complete thunder of nirvana! If it were the thunder of nirvana, I might retreat, but now..." After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, the Blood Sword Saint said lightly.
"It's impolite to come but not go! Since that's the case, then you can take my move! Kill the sky!"
Then the aura on the body of the Blood Sword Saint changed suddenly. In an instant, Yang Jian felt an extremely terrifying and fierce aura enveloped him. At this time, Yang Jian only felt that his whole body seemed to be completely locked.
In the void, a blood-colored sword light turned into a charming trajectory, covering Yang Jian's body directly.