After feeling the situation behind him, Yang Jian's face became even more ugly. No need to think about it. Now, there are obviously no one else who can attack Yang Jian at this time except the Blood Sword Saint.
"Little beast, your strength is really beyond the expectations of this saint. I didn't expect that even those trash could not kill you!" The figure of the Blood Sword Saint slowly appeared in front of Yang Jian, looking at Yang Jian from a high point, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
"But everything is over, it's time to send you on your way!" Before Yang Jian could speak, the Blood Sword Saint spoke directly. At the same time, a terrifying and extremely sharp sword light burst out from his hand, and a terrifying and monster blood-red sword aura instantly swept towards Yang Jian's body.
"It's indeed over! Since that's the case, let's die together! The power of the way of heaven! Breaking it out to me!"
After feeling the terrifying and sharp sword light, Yang Jian had no fear on his face, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then his whole body did not retreat but instead moved forward, and flew towards the side of the Blood Sword Saint. Then, in an instant, an extremely terrifying violent aura also radiated directly from Yang Jian's body.
"What!? Damn it, not good! You damn madman!"
After seeing Yang Jian's actions, the Blood Sword Saint was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to think of something, his face changed drastically, and a look of extreme horror appeared in his eyes. His whole body flew back instantly, obviously trying to distance himself from Yang Jian.
However, at this time, Yang Jian had already moved Tianhuan Wuji's body technique to the extreme. His figure was directly stuck to the Blood Sword Saint, like a maggot on the tars bone. The Blood Sword Saint not only did not widen the distance from Yang Jian, but the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, Yang Jian's body suddenly seemed to burn, and white flames appeared on his whole body, and a terrifying and heart-pounding aura of destruction also radiated directly from Yang Jian's body.
"Crackling..."
At the same time, the surrounding space began to twist violently under the calcination of the terrifying white flames. Then the last terrifying space cracks appeared out of thin air, and a terrifying aura of destruction also radiated directly from the space cracks.
"What!?"
After seeing this scene, the face of the Blood Sword Saint changed drastically. It was obvious that a strong breath of death was felt from the terrifying white flame. You should know that the terrifying energy collision between the two people just distorted the surrounding space a little, but now the terrifying white flames actually burned the space. You can imagine how terrifying the flame was.
Not to mention the current state, the Blood Sword Saint felt that even in his heyday, he might not be able to withstand the terrifying burning of the white flames.
In fact, Yang Jian was also a little confused at this time. Now Yang Jian had only one thought in his mind, which was to completely destroy the Blood Sword Saint. Now Yang Jian was just supporting him with his own thoughts.
After almost three breaths, Yang Jian's body finally approached the Blood Sword Saint, and the terrifying white flames instantly fell directly on the Blood Sword Saint.
"ah!"
The moment the terrifying flame fell on the body of the Blood Sword Saint, the body of the Blood Sword Saint burned uncontrollably, and the blood-colored light on his body began to flash wildly, as if he could collapse at any time. The Blood Sword Saint's face also became extremely ferocious at this time. It was obvious that the Blood Sword Saint was also suffering this unbearable and severe pain.
"Bastard, let me die for this saint!" At the same time, the red sword light in the hand of the Blood Sword Saint continued to pour out, covering Yang Jian's body frantically, and instantly, several terrifying and ferocious wounds appeared on Yang Jian's body.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian was no longer awake at this time, and his whole body was almost numb, so obviously he could not sense this pain, and he was still madly approaching the Blood Sword Saint.
"Bastard. Madman, Madman, you damn madman!"
After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, the Blood Sword Saint kept roaring. He also felt a little regretful in his heart, obviously regretting provoking Yang Jian. If he knew that Yang Jian would be so crazy, the Blood Sword Saint would obviously not come to provoke Yang Jian. Although the magic weapon on Yang Jian was very attractive, compared with his own life, everything was obviously too insignificant.
"Buzz!"
Seeing that the Blood Sword Saint was about to be swallowed by the white flames and his whole body was about to collapse, suddenly, the space around him twisted. At the same time, accompanied by a strange space fluctuation, and then a giant hand that looked like a bone appeared out of thin air, directly grabbed the Blood Sword Saint, and instantly escaped from the white flames.
At the same time, a blue figure appeared out of thin air and appeared directly in the void. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What!? It's him!? I'm not willing to give up!"
At the moment when the mysterious figure appeared, Yang Jian's whole body shook suddenly. At the same time, a deep shock flashed in his eyes, and then a deep sense of unwillingness surged in his heart. Then his whole eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness in an instant.
"Damn it, you, who are you?" At this time, the Blood Sword Saint was caught in the hands of the mysterious man, and he was first happy, then immediately reacted, and then his body began to struggle violently.
"Be honest!" After seeing the appearance of the Blood Sword Saint, the mysterious young man snorted coldly. In an instant, a strange light instantly enveloped the Blood Sword Saint. Suddenly, the energy on the entire body of the Blood Sword Saint, who was originally violent, began to flow wildly, and became extremely weak in an instant.
"What!? You are the Spirit-Devouring..." Before he could finish speaking, the mysterious young man reached out and waved his hand and directly sucked the residual soul of the Blood Sword Saint into a milky white bead.
"Interesting, it's really interesting. I didn't expect that there were so many treasures on a small ant. It's a good fortune. But unfortunately, everything belongs to me!" Then the mysterious young man's eyes also fell on Yang Jian's body, and a blazing light appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that the mysterious young man was also very coveted of the magic weapon on Yang Jian's body. He immediately reached out and grabbed it directly at Yang Jian's body.