"Three strikes of the phantom!" Ye Shaohao said nothing, instead stabbing instead of chopping. He struck at Xu Jie with an awe-inspiring momentum, as powerful as splitting rocks.
"I will also let you try the Phantom Sword!" Xu Jie faced the light of the sword, his eyes flashed, and he did not retreat but advanced. He used the "Phantom Art" to the extreme, shrinking into an inch, and suddenly emerged from the periphery of the sword light.
He flashed through the center of the sword light and appeared in front of Ye Shaohao.
With a sweep of his hand, the abundant vitality hides endless crises!
"Phantom..." The big hand suddenly appeared in front of him. Ye Shaohao was shocked and tried his best to use the four Phantom Strikes. Unfortunately...
The sword light converged greatly, and the dazzling prosperity suddenly disappeared——
boom!
"ah……"
thump!
After rolling a few times, Ye Shaohao fell to the ground a few feet away, face up to the sky, his vitality was chaotic and scurrying around his body. He was injured, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Vulnerable, really vulnerable!" Xu Jie shook his head sadly, "It's true that you are trash, and it's even more right to say that your parents are trash!"
Ye Shaohao was filled with hatred and pain, and the pain in his heart almost broke his heart. It was like being cut with a sword, one sword after another, the pain started from the heart and penetrated to the bone marrow.
Struggling to get up from the ground, Ye Shaohao's heart was bleeding: "It's still useless, it's still useless, Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I can't even protect your reputation, I'm sorry..."
"Can you hand over your spiritual weapon now?" Xu Jie gradually walked to Ye Shaohao.
"I am showing great kindness today. As long as you are willing to hand over the spiritual weapon, I will let you go. Don't look at me like that. It's useless no matter how much you hate me. Who told you to overestimate your capabilities and take action? Since you
If you dare to reveal your spiritual weapon, then don't blame me for harvesting the trophies. Tsk tsk, I don't know if you have burned your head. In the past, you didn't dare to show this spiritual weapon in front of me. How is it today? Haha, cheap book
Sir!"
Ye Shaohao wiped the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand, the tip of the sword was still pointed at Xu Jie, and resisted: "You want this sword, unless I die!"
"Really?" Xu Jie smiled and walked over step by step.
Ye Shaohao refused to give an inch. Seeing Xu Jie gradually approaching, his heart became cruel and an inappropriate smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There is ferocity and determination in the smile.
"What are you going to do!" Xu Jie realized something was wrong, stopped and shouted loudly.
"Puff puff!"
Three times in a row, Ye Shaohao spat out three mouthfuls of blood on the stepless spiritual weapon in his hand without hesitation. The bright and dazzling blood was stained on the dark sword body, and instantly filled the entire spiritual weapon!
"You..." Xu Jie's expression changed, he stepped back a foot or two, and looked at Ye Shaohao in fear.
After the three mouthfuls of blood essence flashed red for a while, they disappeared completely, and the sword body returned to black light without any trace of blood.
However, no one can ignore its black light at this moment.
The light became stronger and stronger, and the bright light surrounding the sword shot out for more than half a foot, giving off an icy coolness!
"Senior Brother Xu, be careful, this is the blood-devouring skill!"
From a distance, a follower behind Xu Jie screamed with surprise on his face.
"This guy is really desperate for his life, senior brother, be careful!" The other one also took a few steps back in fear.
Of course Xu Jie knew that this was the blood-devouring skill, which uses the essence and blood of the soul as a guide to stimulate the vitality of the human body or spiritual weapon, thereby increasing the user's vitality several times!
Yuanshen essence and blood are different from ordinary human blood. They are the essence of the human body and contain endless power.
A breath of vitality can change the world.
This shows how terrifying he is, and that he is closely related to people's life span.
Ye Shaohao swallowed three mouthfuls in a row, which definitely cost him ten years of life!
"Crazy, you're crazy!" Xu Jie looked horrified. No matter how he bullied Ye Shaohao, the other party would only fight with his body at most, never risking his life.
What is going on today? This Ye Shaohao is so unexpected and weird!
Ye Shaohao held the sword with both hands, and the veins on his arms swelled. His originally handsome face also had a hint of ferocity, his eyes were stained red, and he said with gnashing teeth and hatred: "Xu Jie, go to hell!"
With a wave of his hands, the sword's light surged, glowing with an icy cold light that captivated people's hearts.
Xu Jie was frightened by Ye Shaohao, and he secretly regretted it. If he had known that this evil star would fight tooth and nail today, he would not play with him no matter what.
Although Ye Shaohao only had a level of cultivation at the level of Ning Yuan, after performing the suicidal "Blood Devouring Technique" of the Xuan Ming Sect, everything could no longer be judged by common sense.
This is a killing move that will destroy both fish and jade.
"Ah!" Ye Shaohao roared, and the "Phantom Art" was used countless times faster -
"Four Phantom Strikes!"
"Phantom Five Strikes!!"
"Phantom Six Strikes!!!"
Three consecutive desperate moves attacked Xu Jie fiercely. Both his speed and spiritual power were several times higher than before. The light-like sword light entangled Xu Jie. No matter how he increased his speed, he could not escape Ye Shaohao's pursuit.
.
"laugh……"
The sound of tearing silk was heard. Xu Jie raised his hand to take a look. When he was dodging, he accidentally cut off a piece of his sleeve by Ye Shaohao!
Panicked, a cold aura came over his shoulders again. He turned his head and fell to the side. He only heard the two followers behind him screaming in surprise. When he looked carefully, a trace of black hair fell from his head.
Looking down, Xu Jie suddenly found that the long hair on his forehead was broken!
Too dangerous! Too domineering!
It is indeed the Xuanming Sect’s blood-devouring technique that killed both the enemy and the enemy!