The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Hearing this, the official seemed to have guessed it long ago. He sighed and looked at Qin Yun and said, "Master Qin Yun..."

At this moment, Qin Yun looked a little dazed. He felt that Mu Liuling's words were extremely unreal... This bitch dared to provoke him again and again? He hadn't even said he would fight to the death, but she was already defeated by the other party?

This bitch...really, she is taking advantage of him!

She really thinks she is a big shot! What a joke!

"Hehe... Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed in anger, looked at the official, and raised a wolf-like cold smile, saying, "My lord, His Majesty did not send a holy sound, but asked you to come, what does this mean?"

"Ah..." The official sighed, still making the last effort, looking at Chu Tianxiao, but saw him slowly shaking his head and said: "My lord, there is no need to say more, some things cannot be stopped at the end, some grievances can only be washed away with blood, this situation is a fight to the death, there is no room for maneuver!"

As he said, he smiled faintly and continued: "My dog-legged thoughts, I, as the young master, It is very clear, so... Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but please go back. "

After these words, the expressions of the people in the room became complicated and varied, and they talked a lot. Only the official turned to Qin Mu and sighed, "It seems that you two insist on fighting to the death. Well, I'll just go here for nothing..."

As he said this, he looked at Mu Liuling with a hint of sympathy in his eyes: "Miss Liuling, be careful and take care of yourself."

Then, he looked at Chu Tianxiao again, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes... Chu Tianxiao lowered his eyes slightly when he saw this, and felt that something was wrong, but before he could figure it out, the official had turned around and left.

After that, the atmosphere in the field changed, and it became more and more tense. People in the field even began to breathe unsteadily...

Everyone knew that the two sides were going to fight to the death...

At this time, Qin Yun took a step forward and said coldly: "Bitch, it seems that you really underestimated me, but it's good this way... I will be most clear-minded if I defeat you in this way!"

Mu Liuling clenched the Siqiu Sword in his hand, and a frost appeared on the light blue sword. He said in an ethereal voice: "You rely on this kind of self-comforting words to clear your mind?"

"...Looking for death!" Qin Yun shouted coldly, and then simply stopped talking. Instead, he clenched the blood sword fiercely, pointed the tip of the sword downward, dragged it diagonally on the ground, and rushed towards Mu Liuling fiercely, leaving a long mark along the way, and the broken stones rolled, sparks flew everywhere, as if a wave of momentum was coming diagonally!

The momentum was overwhelming!

Mu Liuling's pupils shrank slightly, but she did not move immediately. Instead, she began to do very fast mental calculations. Then, when the blood sword was about to rise and pierce her, she flashed lightly and landed on the side like flying catkins. Not even a trace of strong wind touched the corner of her clothes...

Swish!

Mu Liuling tilted her body slightly and stabbed a sword in the air. Qin Yun had expected it. In the blink of an eye, countless blood lights appeared beside Mu Liuling. As he swung the blood sword upwards, the blood lights intertwined into a net and began to shrink!

In front of her was a fierce attack like an angry beast, and in the back was a blood net that had solved countless Kyoto geniuses. Mu Liuling was in danger in the blink of an eye, causing people in the field to exclaim! However, at this moment, she stepped on the tiptoes, and the Lingyue Fairy Water surrounding her body suddenly shone with light, and her whole body was bathed in the moonlight, and then...

With a whoosh, Mu Liuling's body was shone with light, and disappeared in an instant. When it reappeared, it was the moonlight that fell behind Qin Yun!

Swish!

The Lingyue Fairy Water suddenly entangled on both sides of Mu Liuling, transformed into two water dragons and roared out. Wherever they passed, the blood light around Qin Yun was actually defeated layer by layer. In the blink of an eye, Mu Liuling forced him into a dead corner!

Then, Si Qiujian took advantage of the victory and pursued, and between the two water dragons, he pressed directly to Qin Yun's forehead! However, he was not in a hurry, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"Mu Liuling... why do you think I gave up my spear and practiced sword?"

Qin Yun's smile became more and more ferocious and cruel: "I want you to understand that your swordsmanship is not worth mentioning in front of me..."

After the voice fell, Mu Liuling suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and her pupils shrank slightly, but before she could move, Qin Yun shouted!

"Blood Killing God Sword!"

Before the voice fell, the blood-colored sword in his hand shone with blood, as if there was an invisible luck added to it, and an extremely terrifying force burst out in the field!

With a swish, Mu Liuling also moved immediately. The sword light emitted by the Siqiu Sword was divided into five, swishing straight into the sky, and then spread out like a fan. Two water dragons circled left and right, and immediately turned from attack to defense, but it was still a step late... Before the formation was formed, the blood light that tore the void had already killed it, and then there was a burst of crackling sounds, and the two water dragons were directly cut and shattered, turning into water droplets and falling to the ground, and those sword lights were annihilated inch by inch! A blood-colored sword energy broke through everything with a devastating force and pierced Mu Liuling!

Then in an instant, the blood-colored giant sword broke and turned into countless sword energies in the air, each of which was very different from the others! Even if there were great sword cultivators here, they would definitely be surprised...

Because even if a sword master who has reached the level of a great cultivator could never make each sword energy have such obvious independent characteristics... But this does not mean that Qin Yun has surpassed them, but because these swords cannot be considered real swords!

They are actually... luck!

The luck of blood sacrifice!

"Die!"

A roar resounded throughout the venue!

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The true son of destiny can be said to be the one with the closest relationship with luck in this world, but even they can only passively bear luck, at most, they can vaguely mobilize luck like when Chu He and Jing Hui fought each other... But in fact, even that is not considered "using" luck...

Under normal circumstances, the true son of destiny cannot directly use luck. This is a fact mentioned by the big spendthrift system in the introduction of "luck blood sacrifice", but after the "luck blood sacrifice" is successful, the true son of destiny can almost give up everything in exchange for a little control over luck... However, this control is very superficial and unstable, and in order to control luck, they must be pulled down from the clouds, forcibly turning these invisible things of heaven into the existence of mortal fireworks, with a sudden drop in grade and power, and they are no longer high and invincible...

But, even so, this has exceeded the scope of swordsmanship, and is an existence outside the systems of gathering methods and refining the body! During these days, Qin Yun, through constant fighting, not only had the fire of luck and blood sacrifice been ignited to its most vigorous moment, he had also gradually integrated his luck with swordsmanship, and finally... created a sword technique that was unprecedented in history!