Chapter 449 Cang Yan Gets a Hero's Blood in Exchange
Blood, hot blood soaked the white clothes, and the bright red spilling from the corner of Fairy Qianxia's mouth full of joy was extremely eye-catching. Lang Fei felt that the blood dyed not only his white clothes, but also his complicated thoughts. The blood flowed through
The back of his hand was still warm! But it was the remaining trace of warm red that boiled the blood all over his body. That time, he held the body of Xuanyu Lao Dao, and what lingered in his heart was grief. This time, he held the body of Fairy Qianxia
What is surging in my body and heart is anger and hatred. "I don't care who you are, so what about the King of Heaven and me? If you hurt my dear elder, it is a mountain, I will flatten it! If it is a sea, I will burn it dry! Even if it is
Even if it’s the sky, I’ll stab him through!”
The sword energy is like blazing! The killing intent is like a tide! The dense purple energy is like a raging wave, pouring into the veins and dantian. "The swordsman is the king among soldiers. The benevolent one is the most benevolent, and he dominates the territory. The benevolent one controls life, with a sword.
From outside the sky, the overlord dies, and a cold light shocks the nine secluded places. To live? Or to die? It all comes from the heart. The sword is like the will, like the human heart!"
A series of formulas flowed through his heart, and more than a thousand flying swords flashed with cold light. The killing intent emanating from Lang Fei's body actually condensed into icy cold currents. Including Fairy Yunxia, who endured the grief in her heart and gritted her teeth to pick up the Great Netherworld Chakra.
, Fairy Qingxia, who couldn't help but howl loudly, and all the monks from both the good and the evil sides, couldn't help but feel that the temperature in the entire space suddenly dropped a lot.
Chan Si was running wildly at this time, running desperately! His slap of the palm, although it relieved the hatred in his heart, it also ignited the flame of hatred in Lang Fei's heart. Under Xiao Yuer's crazy attack,
He abandoned Fairy Qianxia's body and ran away. He didn't dare to stop, he didn't even dare to slow down a little. Even though he had opened a distance of tens of feet, the murderous auras shot out by the flying swords around Lang Fei still hit him.
The back of his spine was numb.
"Zan dies bald donkey! I want you to die!" Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the sky. At this moment, the light of the sword streaked across the night sky like a shooting star, and even the light of the stars in the sky was covered up. The sword was like the sky outside.
The meteors and the cold light were like the wind and rain. The king who stood proudly at the forefront of the swords was the young man on the sword who was stained red by blood.[
No one dared to step forward to stop him, not even Master Xuesha! Master Yaoyan didn’t dare! Neither Master Fengming dared! The biting cold wind struck Monk Chan on the back of his head like a knife. At this moment,
His face had lost the initial arrogance and ferociousness when Fairy Qianxia's blood spurted out. Some of it was just pale against the sword light, and some was just a look of incomprehension in his eyes. He didn't expect that there was something wrong with him.
He would kill him at all costs, but he never thought that someone would put aside the righteousness of the sect and not snatch the Great Netherworld Wheel, but instead seek trouble for himself for the sake of a dead person.
Thousands of sword lights, riding the wind to kill the underworld! The short distance of thirty feet passed by in the blink of an eye. Kill! Lang Fei, who had understood the meaning of the sword of death, was different from usual. His robe full of blood fluttered in the wind. At this moment,
He looks very much like the Overlord of Swords and Shura of Blood. What about the middle stage of Qi Transformation? I could kill Master Leng Sha in the past, and I can kill you today too!
"Puff... Puff... Puff..." Master Zenshi's true energy shield was like paper under the fierce sword energy. First it was Lang Fei's sword, followed by more than a thousand behind him.
Flying swords. But in the blink of an eye, Master Chan's body was covered with nearly a thousand magical swords of various sizes, large and small. Not only that, there were more than a hundred swords that could not be found to stab down, so they had to linger around.
There was a buzzing sound in the air.
He just said that he should let others accept death in fear, and he didn't want it to be his turn again in the blink of an eye. Although he was stabbed by flying swords one after another, Lang Fei deliberately avoided his vital points, and deliberately dealt a blow.
It only takes a few fingers to transform into a hedgehog from the beginning to the end. But these few fingers of time, for the Zen monk, are longer than a thousand years and ten thousand years.
They are all far away. When he killed Fairy Qianxia just now, it was just a slap in the face. Apart from the verbal insult, it did not cause her much pain. But what did Lang Fei do? This boy is determined to retaliate.
, actually opened thousands of holes in his body. The blood was like a tide, and it was all drained out in just a few breaths. But it was not just in response to those words, to cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts, to make him slow down in fear.
Die slowly.
What he did shocked all the monks present. When all the demonic monks saw this scene, a cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. The blood-clothed boy in front of them was so ruthless that all those in the righteous path would cherish compassion.
Speaking of words, even if there are occasional enemies who hate evil, none of them are as vicious as him. I usually see this kid as somewhat clever and playful, but I didn't expect that when he was pushed into a hurry, it would be like this. A Thousand Sword Blood Shura, strange way
Master Yingsha was timid before fighting. After seeing such a scene, if you can still maintain your composure in front of him, then you are no longer a fucking human being!
The people of Tianjian Sect and Jialan Sect also looked straight at it, although they were convinced that Master Leng Sha did die at its hands through what happened before. But guessing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.
.Is this a junior who is only in the late stage of refining in terms of aura? He is simply too strong! Only that amazing sword, the shield of the monk in the middle stage of refining can't resist it at all. In terms of power, it can only be compared to a spiritual weapon.
It turns out that this is his true strength! It is indeed terrifyingly strong! As for the way he treats his enemies, he is so outrageous.
"Whatever happens in the future, in short, you must not hate him!" The same thought spread in the hearts of every monk. Qingjun was even shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had not plotted against him before, otherwise, what if?
The mistake made him angry. Maybe the fate of Master Zen will happen to the disciples of Tianjian Sect. At this moment, after seeing this scene, Master Qingjun finally released Lang Fei from the bottom of his heart.
At the same level as them.
When it comes to the girls of the Yunxia Sect, they naturally have completely different ideas. Fairy Ruxia died under the Great Netherworld Wheel. Although the girls were equally heartbroken, as the saying goes, death on the battlefield will lead to the end. But Qianxia
Where is the fairy? She was killed by her former ally in front of her. As fellow disciples and sisters, how could she not feel sad? How could she not hate! However, there were still demon monks around to restrain her, so how could she have the chance to take revenge. Watching Zen die
The person hit Xiao Yu'er and slipped away triumphantly, and everyone gritted their teeth. But at this moment, it was still the boy in white clothes, the same boy who usually looked a bit careless and out of character.
, using the sword in his hands and the flying swords obtained from them, he pierced the enemy's body fiercely. It seemed that the sword stabbed one after another was not just his actions alone, but the condensed actions.
Holding the swords of anger and hatred of all the Yunxia Sect monks, they held the flying swords that originally belonged to them, and pierced Master Chan's body with one sword after another, avenging their good sisters.
Silence, the whole half of the scene was deathly quiet. The rising sun on the jade screen gradually turned into a crimson blood moon. The faint light shone down, illuminating the blood that was flowing all over the floor, giving people an unusually eerie and strange feeling.
Feeling. At this time, Lang Fei moved and gently pulled out the long sword with green marks as thin as a willow leaf. He looked at the sword in his hand for a moment, and after the hatred subsided, there was a faint sadness. I still remembered that this thin sword belonged to Fairy Qianxia.
He handed it to himself with both hands, but yesterday's words were still ringing in his ears. "Boy Fei, this is my favorite flying sword before I was promoted to a Qi Transformation monk. If it is of great use to you, take it."
.It can be used to kill enemies, but remember not to use it to roast meat or peel it. If you let me know about it, I will be angry."
Thinking, thinking, I couldn't help but recall the past. The vaguely lazy and elegant face still flashed in front of my eyes, and I seemed to hear a string of laughter like silver bells. Hatred
He came back to life and looked at the corpse of the dead monk. Lang Fei snorted coldly, drew his sword skills, and shouted: "Disperse!" In an instant, the thousands of flying swords inserted into the corpse were twisted, and the white-faced monk's flesh and blood instantly disappeared.
Like exploding fireworks, it splashed all over the floor.
"Humph! I said I will cut you into pieces!" Throwing these words away, he turned around and walked back to Fairy Qianxia's cold body. He gently picked her up and looked towards Qingxia, who had already collapsed on the ground and was sobbing.
The fairy walked away.
Along the way, no Demon Sect monk dared to move even a little bit, and even Master Hei Yan had a cold face and did not dare to step forward to stop him. Xiao Bai'er glanced at him, turned around, and followed Lang Fei.
To say that in Yunxia Sect, the people who have the best friendship with Fairy Qingxia, besides Fairy Yunxia, are Zixia, Juanxia, Feixia, and Qianxia. Who would have thought that this scene would happen suddenly, and seeing Qian
Fairy Xia died, and Fairy Qingxia felt that her heart was being pinched severely. She only hated herself for her weak cultivation. Not to mention stopping Zen from passing away, she even wanted to hug her when she was dying.
Impossible. At that moment, he frantically attacked the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were standing in front of him. But the more he did so, the more passive he became. Not only was he unable to take one last look at her before she died, but he was also almost injured several times.
Under the hands of the enemy, she later saw Lang Fei explode, saw Master Chan die, and was later dismembered by that kid. All of this was played out before her eyes like a dream.
As Lang Fei walked step by step, the monk from the Tianmo Sect who was blocking Fairy Qingxia felt that what was coming towards him was an ancient beast that had restrained its power. Although his steps were tepid along the way,
, but he knew that if he didn't know how to advance or retreat, he would probably end up no better than the monk who died in Zen.
"Master Ying Sha, who has a cultivation level in the middle stage of Qi Transformation, ran away with his tail between his legs. I'm just a human immortal in the early stage of Qi Transformation, so there's nothing I can't do to shame him! Look at what he did to deal with Chan's dead body just now, it must be
I'm getting angry. I... I'd better take the first step." Therefore, who dared to have any more unnecessary thoughts, taking advantage of the fact that he was still some distance away from Lang Fei and no longer wanted to lose face, he quickly put away the magic weapon and turned around to hide.
A group of cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect no longer dare to show their faces easily.