Chapter 1455 1456 Xiaoqiongqi's Rage Shot

I remember that in order to save Ye Yanran, she injected her own blood into the destiny astrolabe. When her drop of blood and Ye Yanran's blood fused together, it turned into a drop of golden blood.

Although the sorcery of these men in black is extremely cumbersome and vicious, the final result is exactly the same.

What is the reason for this?

Men in black cut their wrists one by one, and blood spurted into the pool of blood like a spring.

Judging from the violent tremors on their bodies, they were clearly suffering great pain, but their chants became more and more high-pitched, morbid and weird.

Mu Hanyan suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, didn't he see a similar altar when he exterminated the Guiyu clan last time, although the altar of the Guiyu clan was much smaller than the one in front of him, She also couldn't see the scene of them casting sorcery, but it shouldn't be much different.

But at that time, the Guiyu clan was under his sword, and the body was taken away by Yun Qianmo. How could the sorcery of the Guiyu clan appear here?

"You evil demons, you dare to harm the descendants of my Xia clan, I will fight with you." In the distance, Xia Youchen's heart-wrenching cry of sorrow could be heard.

Mu Hanyan and the others were shocked by the strange scene around the altar, and only then did they come back to their senses, and when they looked up, they saw Xia Youchen's eyes widened in anger, and the long sword in his hand was slashing wildly like crazy. Time has not seen, Xia Youchen's strength has finally recovered to the realm of a great swordsman, but at this time, his skin is open and flesh is dripping with blood, obviously the injury is not light.

More than a dozen sword masters also wearing black robes and black veils surrounded them. The strength of these people is obviously not as good as that of Xia Youchen, and the strongest is no more than the seventh-rank sword master. Under the attack of Xia Youchen like a mad tiger, they were also covered with sword wounds and flesh, but what is surprising is that the wounds only showed a little blood, and there was no blood spurting, and their combat power, It wasn't affected in the slightest.

Sword Spirit Puppet! Mu Hanyan's heart trembled slightly.

The last time she was at Feilai Peak, she encountered a undead sword slave who was sacrificed by Fourth Miss Zhao with the remains of a strong man. The sword spirit puppet was somewhat similar to the undead sword slave, but it was sacrificed by a living person. , although he also lost his self-consciousness, his strength would not be affected in the slightest, and he was far stronger than the undead sword slave. Of course, it's also much more cruel.

It is precisely because the technique of sacrificing the undead is too cruel and too evil that it was strictly prohibited by all countries in the Holy Court continent many years ago, and the method of sacrificing and refining has also been lost.

I didn't expect to see Sword Spirit Puppet here.

Looking at the old woman on the altar, Xia Youchen's eyes were about to split, and she suddenly rose into the air, throwing off the sword spirit puppets surrounding her, and rushing towards the altar.

Several sword spirits jumped up to block without hesitation. Although Xia Youchen was far stronger than them, they couldn't see the slightest fear in their eyes, and they seemed so empty and indifferent.

Xia Youchen swung his long sword, and the sharp sword light swept across their chests heavily, and several people were slashed by him like kites with broken strings. But just after this moment of delay, several icy swords slashed on his back, and blood spurted out.

Xia Youchen stumbled and fell to the ground, and a dozen sword spirit puppets surrounded him again. The few sword spirit puppets who had just been slashed by him also turned over, although the blood on their chests was blurred, they could even see the forest. Bone, but from the action point of view, the combat power has not been affected in any way.

This is also the terrible thing about Sword Spirit Puppet. Not only does it lose its strength, but it also knows no pain, no fear, and even retains spiritual wisdom, but it just loses self-awareness.

Dozens of long swords fell towards Xia Youchen at the same time. Although his strength had recovered to the level of a great swordsman, he was bruised and almost exhausted, facing a group of sword spirit puppets who were tireless and fearless at all. Stiff, naturally hard to resist.

Of course Mu Hanyan didn't watch Xia Youchen die in front of his eyes. With a clear drink, he flew towards Xia Youchen first.

"Jiutian, Xingluo." Mu Hanyan shouted.

The five sword spirit puppets raised their heads stiffly, and the long swords stood in front of them at the same time.

Han Xiao Jian Sen Han's sword beam slashed across, and several people flew out at the same time.

Although he didn't use the five magic weapons, Mu Hanyan was a genuine great swordsman. It stands to reason that these few sword spirit puppets were no match for the sixth- and seventh-rank swordsman's strength, and blocking this sword was enough to make them feel inwardly. The broken meridians are broken, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

However, the sword light passed by, but only left a deep mouth more than a foot long under the ribs on their chests. The wound was deeply visible to the bone, but there was still not a drop of blood gushing out.

Beside him, Hua Yue and the others also showed their innate magical powers, and the sword lights flashed, and the other sword spirit puppets were also shaken back, and even Mu Hanyan was unable to kill them. The strength of the ninth-order eighth-order division is even less likely to cause fatal damage to these sword spirits.

Those few sword spirit puppets only took a few steps back, and immediately, they continued to attack Xia Youchen with sword wounds looming over their flesh and bones, turning a blind eye to Mu Hanyan and the others. This is also another terrifying aspect of Sword Spirit Puppet's stiffness. Once he receives an order to attack, unless his vitality is completely cut off, he will never give up even if he has only one breath left.

Xia Youchen was full of grief and anger at this time, coupled with the excessive blood loss after the injury, his mind was a little confused. Seeing the sword spirit puppet attacking again, he laughed loudly and attacked head-on, looking at the appearance of life and death. Outside, just want to perish with the other party.

"Ow..." At this moment, a beast shadow rolled by like a whirlwind, and Xiao Qiongqi had already plunged into the battle circle.

At this time, Xiao Qiangqi was burning with anger, the hair on his body stood upright, and the whole body swelled up like a puff. The graceful and domineering figure stood proudly, like the legendary beast god descending, guarding Xia Youchen's side.

The sword shadows flickered around, intertwined into a sword net and shrouded.

Mu Hanyan asked himself, if he was caught in such a sword net, if he did not rely on his strength to forcefully suppress it, and if he only relied on his movement skills, it would be difficult to avoid it, but when he was caught in it, Xiao Qiongqi was not afraid, roaring in anger, The body spins like a spinning top, and then spins across a beautiful and weird arc.

All the long swords that were cut off from it passed by it by mistake, missing it by the slightest. However, its two claws danced quickly, and through the rotation of its body, it sent out strong wind blades, like a terrifying wind blade storm.

"Chichichichi..." In a soft sound, wind blades swept across the body of the sword spirit puppet, although there was still no blood gushing out, but they left one after another gassy wounds on their bodies. Even the whole piece of flesh was cut off, and then it was cut into crumbs by the dense wind blades, which fell like raindrops.

Mu Hanyan's stomach contracted for a while, and he almost didn't spit it out.