cross the sky

Chapter 140 Appearance
Looking at the figure exuding blood, Xiao Chang sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "I have never heard of your name, but there is one thing I can tell you, others will hide when they see you. , that’s because they are not strong enough to fear you, and the reason why I am standing here is because I have the strength to make you afraid.”

"Haha." Hearing Xiao Chang's words, the figure seemed to have heard some big joke, laughed wildly a few times, and said, "I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when I say big words. If the head boy is afraid, then I really have lived my life in vain."

"Oh!" Hearing the words of the Blood Knife Saint, Xiao Chang raised his eyebrows first, then sneered again, and said, "If that's the case, your life may have really been a nonsense."

"Humph!"

Hearing Xiao Chang's words, the guy who claimed to be the Saint of Blood Knife snorted coldly, and immediately the soles of his feet trembled imperceptibly.

Xiao Chang had a disdainful smile on his face, and then he moved his feet slightly and turned his body slightly to one side.

"laugh."

At the moment when Xiao Chang's figure was slightly to one side, a blood light suddenly shot out from the space beside him as fast as lightning, directly tearing a deep groove on the ground.

"what?"

The blow was missed, and there was a sound of astonishment in the empty space, and immediately Xiao Chang felt a gaze resting on him.

Sensing this gaze, Xiao Chang raised his head slightly, still sneered, and said, "I said before, I have the strength to make you afraid."

"Humph!"

The Blood Sword Saint snorted coldly and said, "If you judge my strength based on just this one blow, then I can only say that you are too naive!"

As soon as the words were finished, the ghost-headed sword in the hands of the blood knife sage slashed across the void twice, and the huge light of the two swords tore through the space, and went straight towards Xiao Chang.

Xiao Chang stretched out his hands as palms, and the black and white Tai Chi pattern immediately appeared in front of Xiao Chang's palms, meeting the two sword lights that were about to strike him.

hum! "

Immediately, I saw Xiao Chang's hands and wrists turned around to meet the two sword lights, and the two sword lights that were split on Xiao Chang's palm followed the rotation of Xiao Chang's wrists, and turned towards the blood knife saint. go.

"Ah."

Seeing this, the blood knife saint's face froze, he swung the ghost-headed sword, and slashed out with two more swords. The two sword lights tore through the space, facing the two sword lights that were coming at him in the opposite direction.

"Boom! Boom!"

The four blades slammed into the air, and after passing through with a loud bang, they dissipated in mid-air.

Seeing this, the Blood Knife Saint didn't stop, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand quickly danced a blood-red saber flower behind him, and then the saber flower spun rapidly, not only tearing the Chimang away easily.

Xiao Chang did not show any weakness, his body flickered, he directly fought with his body, clenched his fist with his right hand, a large amount of battle energy gathered on that right fist, the powerful fist shook the surrounding space collapsed, leaving black marks everywhere.

"boom!"

In front of Xiao Chang's domineering fist, the blood-red saber flower was shattered and dissipated in mid-air as fragile as glass, while Xiao Chang's fist continued unabated, and blasted straight towards the blood saber saint.

Seeing this, the Blood Knife Saint's expression became more solemn. He lost his previous arrogance. He clenched his left hand tightly, and then suddenly blasted out. Three blood rays condensed into three bloody tigers like lightning, roaring and crashing into Xiao Chang.

Seeing this, the expression on Xiao Chang's face did not change in the slightest, and he turned his fists into sword fingers.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Three cold lights flashed, and three swords slashed at the three bloody tigers.

Jian Mang passed through the three blood-colored tigers, and the three blood-colored tigers dissipated in mid-air, but Jian Mang continued to slash towards the blood-knife saint with unabated sharpness.

Seeing this, the blood knife saint hurriedly raised his ghost-headed sword to resist.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Three consecutive sword strikes slashed on the ghost-headed sword raised by the Blood Knife Saint. The huge force made him retreat more than a dozen steps, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Blood knife chaotic wind cut"

The Blood Knife Saint let out a roar, and as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, his figure suddenly spun, like a blood-red tornado, and the surrounding space also collapsed into black holes in an instant
"Bang bang."

The fierce saber aura burst out from within the whirling wind like lightning, and that terrifying force turned even the boulder into powder in an instant.

The sneer on Xiao Chang's face suddenly turned into a smile. He stretched out his palm and faced the blood-red tornado, opening and closing his lips.

"space."

Immediately, Xiao Chang's outstretched palm clenched violently, and at the same time, his lips opened and closed again.

"blockade!"

"Wow."

I saw that the blood-red tornado suddenly dissipated, revealing the figure of the Blood Knife Saint. Within a radius of three miles, the slowly moving mist suddenly stopped.

At this time, the blood knife saint stared at Yuanmu, holding the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and stopped still with a strange movement.

At this moment, a storm arose in his heart. He was filled with disbelief at everything that was happening now. With such a powerful space force, how could he not understand what kind of power the man he called the young boy in front of him had? Cultivation.

"Haha." Xiao Chang walked slowly in front of the motionless Blood Knife Saint, smiled slightly, and said: "Xiao Chang, I came here to find the tomb of our ancestor Xiao Xuan. I wonder if the Blood Knife Saint can lead me. If the Saint If you agree, please blink twice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chang looked at the eyes under the thick eyebrows of the Blood Knife Saint.

After a while, the Blood Knife Saint didn't even blink his eyes.

Seeing this, the smile on Xiao Chang's face immediately subsided, the aura of the four-star fighting saint suddenly gushed out, and the powerful coercion shrouded the blood knife saint without reservation.

As soon as the coercion enveloped the Blood Knife Saint, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

"clatter."

Xiao Chang snapped his fingers and struck out, and the blood knife saint suddenly collapsed on the ground. He was originally a soul body, but his body was much more transparent than before. His face was full of fear and anger, but he didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Xiao Chang also had a tinge of anger on his face, and slowly took a step forward.

Immediately, the Blood Knife Saint's body was a little more transparent, but he still didn't say a word. After all, in his heart, Xiao Xuan was much more terrifying than him. Although Xiao Chang said that Xiao Xuan was his ancestor, he still didn't say a word. You can't believe him just by saying a word!

"Okay, don't embarrass him anymore."

Just when Xiao Chang wanted to use another method, a faint voice filled with ancient taste suddenly and slowly sounded in this space, and when this voice sounded, at this moment, Xiao Chang shrouded the blood knife saint The coercion on the victim dissipated uncontrollably.
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