'Blood Shadow Clone? But you still can't escape the word blood?'
Chu Han couldn't help but want to laugh.
No matter how elusive your blood shadow clone is, it avoids harm and makes it difficult for people to deal with it, but after all, it is a clone formed from blood, and it is connected to you.
And as long as it is blood, it will be restrained by his blood-transforming magic sword.
'So, what's the use of all this bells and whistles?'
This made Chu Han feel embarrassed to use the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. It was simply too bullying, wasn't it?
However, after resisting several attacks from blood shadows, Chu Han decided to quickly deal with the Blood Warrior Thirteen.
It wasn't that he was worried that he would lose if he stayed for a long time, or that an accident would happen, but Chu Han looked at the sky and saw that it was going to be dark again!
Therefore, he had to rush back to the sacred sculpture to get the protection of the immortal statue, so that he would not be hurt by strange and unknown things in the dark night.
Speaking of which, it was fortunate that Chu Han was cautious and always left enough time every time he went back to prevent emergencies.
And now, the attack by Blood Warrior Thirteen is an emergency.
If Blood Warrior Thirteen wasn't still a little weak, and was defeated by Chu Han's blood-transforming magic sword, Tian, and they would fight and fight until night fell, then there would be really big trouble...
Another blood shadow clone formed beside Chu Han, and then stabbed him with a sword.
Chu Han squinted his eyes, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly,
"Fake? But it's also true!"
He suddenly held the blood-transforming magic sword that appeared at an unknown moment in his hand, and struck it fiercely.
This time, the blood shadow that looked like a fake suddenly changed its move, using the blood sword in its hand to block and slash horizontally to transform the blood magic sword.
With a sound of "dang", gold and iron mingled!
It is hard to imagine that the bloody sword was made of blood.
Disintegrate with one blow!
After Chu Han's knife hit Blood Warrior Thirteen's bloody divine sword, he did not continue to pursue.
It's not that it won't work, it's that everything...is over!
Chu Han happily put away the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword and happily looked at the revealed true form of Blood Warrior Thirteen.
The blood shadow clone beside Chu Han that had just been repulsed disappeared, appeared in another blood shadow clone not far away, and then solidified.
However, Blood Warrior Thirteen staggered back a few steps!
And the blood shadow clones that were originally all over the sky suddenly dissipated and turned into a blood droplet, dripping to the ground.
Blood Warrior Thirteen frowned, feeling something strange inside his body, and couldn't help but asked in a cold voice,
"You...what did you do to me?"
"Well……"
The gloating smile on Chu Han's face suddenly solidified.
Nima, why does this sound so awkward?
What did I do to you?
What can I do to you?
Please, we are both grown men, okay!
Chu Han complained crazily in his heart for a while.
"Ah? Say it!!"
"what did you do to me?"
As time went by, Blood Warrior Thirteen felt weak in his body. Gradually, he seemed to have lost control of his own blood, and something bad was even happening in his own blood.
This made him extremely frightened, and he couldn't help but asked in anger.
"It's nothing..."
Chu Han spread his hands, but his eyes turned away from the bloody divine sword held in the hands of Blood Warrior Thirteen.
On the edge of the sword, there was a gap the size of a grain of rice, and that gap was made by the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.
What is very sad is that this bloody divine sword was condensed with the blood of Blood Warrior Thirteen.
So, if you encounter the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword and get cut open, what is the result? Do you need to ask more?
Death without a complete body, death without a burial place...
"ah……"
Looking at Chu Han's expression of silence, indifference, and even gloating, I felt that my body was getting more and more out of control, losing strength, and was extremely weak.
Blood Warrior Thirteen is filled with despair!
As a practitioner of the Dao of Blood, when the blood in his body lost control and could no longer be controlled, he fell from the altar into dust, becoming even more powerless than ordinary people.
What frightened him even more was that his blood seemed to be replaced by a strange force.
And his blood seemed to have melted, and this strange power had even begun to permeate his body, muscles and bones.
Everything is dissolving!
"That knife, that knife..."
It seemed like he was having a flashback. Before he died, Blood Warrior Thirteen actually remembered the bloody sword he had glimpsed.
It looks so similar to his bloody divine sword, but that sword actually has a strange power that corrodes the blood.
That knife is the nemesis of their road of blood. To them, it is called a magic knife, an evil knife. Once it is struck, there is only one way to die.
And he doesn't want to die!
"No! Let me go! Save me! I don't want to die..."
He looked at Chu Han with a pleading look on his face.
Unfortunately, Chu Han was indifferent to his prayers.
It is best to kill such a troublesome enemy cleanly to avoid constant trouble!
Seeing that the prayer was in vain, Blood Warrior Thirteen suddenly changed his expression and became threatening with a ferocious expression.
"No! You... you can't kill me... I am from the Blood Sea, kill me, the Blood Sea will not let you go, will not let you go..."
However, before he finished speaking, Blood Warrior Thirteen's entire body turned into a puddle of thick water.
A dignified Grand Cultivator of the Four Prefectures died in such a miserable and miserable death, which makes people sigh.
At least Chu Han shook his head gently!
After all, a great cultivator of the Four Prefectures Realm, placed outside, is a strong man who can barely control one side.
In the first-class Immortal Sect Holy Land, he also belongs to the upper echelons and is an absolute powerhouse.
Even for Chu Han who was... well, just half a year ago, it was still an insurmountable gap.
Now?
Killing chickens and dogs... it suddenly seemed like a dream! But Chu Han was still very happy to plunder Blood Warrior Thirteen's net worth.
"Oh..."
This search surprised Chu Han, and he gained a lot. He gained a lot.
Blood Warrior Thirteen has several storage bags, and these storage bags are full and extremely rich.
Even in one of the storage bags, after Chu Han opened it, he discovered several extraordinary elixirs, all of which were at least ten thousand years old.
Needless to say, its origin grew naturally in this mysterious ruins under the protection of the immortal statue, just like the flat peach that Chu Han obtained before.
As for how it got into the hands of Blood Warrior Thirteen, Chu Han didn't need to think about it. These were all stolen by Blood Warrior Thirteen.
After all, Blood Warrior Thirteen has people like the Four Saints of Fushan under his command, who specialize in thieves' work of blocking roads and cutting paths.
So it’s not surprising that we have these gains!
"Guoyin grass, diamond flower, psychic root..."
Just a casual count, there are more than a dozen of them.
"Oh, Xiao Bing'er is so lucky to meet such a big brother like me!"
Chu Han immediately thought of Luo Bing'er.
The existence of so many ten thousand-year elixir-level spiritual beings will surely polish Luo Bing'er's foundation to an extremely deep level.
Yes, Chu Han is not planning to use these elixirs to directly improve Luo Bing'er's cultivation level.
Of course, this is also because many of them are not just elixirs that can be used to enhance strength.
But no matter what, Chu Han still thinks it's better to take it one step at a time. As long as Luo Bing'er has a deep foundation and improves her realm, is that still a problem?
After all, not everyone is as capable of cheating as he is, without any sequelae.