Chapter 962 Law Breaking

For Chu Xiu, Huangfu patriarch was never a threat.

This is the case even if he is holding a magic soldier's blood red handle.

Is there any need to go all out for an existence that can barely compete with him by relying on foreign objects? He wasn't even qualified to let Chu Xiu go all out.

But at this time, time is running out, the battle below is stalemate, Wei Shuya is still struggling to resist Kang Dongming, and Chu Xiu doesn't have so much time to play with Huangfu Patriarch there.

The moment he neutralized the Wan Mie Sanlian City Arrow, Chu Xiu had already rushed up to fight Huangfu Patriarch.

The strength of Chu Xiu's every knife was almost at its peak. Every time there was a collision, Patriarch Huangfu's body trembled, obviously because he couldn't bear the powerful force.

Lu Jianghe sneered disdainfully in the Blood Soul Orb: "In the past, Zhanwu Mozun was the number one warrior in the Kunlun Demon Cult, and his physical body was astonishingly cultivated, even the golden body of Buddha in Daguang Temple could be smashed.

This old clapper looked like he was about to fall into the ground, and in his hands, he couldn't even exert a tenth of the power of the blood red ti. "

Although Lu Jianghe's words were harsh, they were right.

Patriarch Huangfu himself didn't use guns, and even his martial arts were not biased towards melee attacks. At this time, he used blood red spears for force. Although he had some strength, he couldn't exert much power.

In fact, Patriarch Huangfu felt it himself.

After all, he is also the existence of the Real Fire God Refining Realm, and he was also experienced in many battles when he was young.

Sensing that something was wrong, Patriarch Huangfu gritted his teeth fiercely, and if the beating continued like this, Chu Xiu would be fine, and he would consume him until his blood dissipated.

Patriarch Huangfu blocked Chu Xiu's knife with a shot, and retreated sharply.

He stretched out his hand and drew a strange rune in the void, and there was a trace of soul rhythm all over his body.

The golden primordial brilliance shrouded the blood red handle, which made Chu Xiu instinctively feel that something was wrong, and the arrow of Misan Liancheng shot again, and shot out with a bang.

But this time Patriarch Huangfu didn't move, the blood-red handle in his hand actually floated into mid-air by itself, the spear swept across, and the violent blood aura erupted, and even smashed the Sanlian City Arrow!

At this moment, everyone present also knew what was going on, and they all gasped.

Now they simply suspect that the ancestor Huangfu didn't come here to fight for the throne. Did Chu Xiu kill his grandson or fuck his granddaughter? As for being so desperate?

What Patriarch Huangfu was burning at this time was not his blood, but his primordial spirit!

Xuehongti is a fierce warrior, and with the strength of Huangfu Patriarch, it is simply impossible to exert its due power.

The use of this blood-red spear right now is actually the ancestor Huangfu dragging down the weapon himself.

So he simply burned the power of the primordial spirit directly and injected it into the blood red grape.

The spirit of the weapon in the Blood Red Tilt is still there, although there are some damages, but it is still intact, and it still retains the memories of when Zhanwu Mozun used it to fight and attack in the past.

Therefore, Patriarch Huangfu simply used his own soul as fuel to support Qi Ling with all his strength, and let Xue Hong carry out his own actions.

But burning the primordial spirit is not burning essence and blood, the loss of qi and blood can still be repaired, once the primordial spirit starts to burn, it will cause injuries that will never heal.

Of course, these things don't matter to Patriarch Huangfu anymore, anyway, he had the will to die before.

Among the endless Yuanshen Jinmang, Xue Hongti stabbed at Chu Xiu with a bloody aura soaring into the sky, as if dragging a monstrous sea of ​​blood behind him.

Po Hai slashed out, and collided with that gun. In an instant, there was a loud noise, and waves of vibrations scattered in all directions. The power was shocking.

But then the blood red spear seemed to be harmless, the spear opened and closed, and the fighting spirit soared into the sky, even Chu Xiu was suppressed by it.

"Zhanwu Mozun was so powerful in the past, and all the demon soldiers he left behind have such power?"

The power of this Blood Red Tire is beyond Chu Xiu's expectation, a weapon is so powerful, no matter how strong this Blood Red Tire is, it will not be as strong as the Human King Sword, right?

Lu Jianghe said: "It's not the blood-red handle that is strong, but the imprint left by Zhanwu Mozun in the past when he held the blood-red handle and fought with others.

The old guy is now supporting the blood red ti with the power of burning primordial spirit. The most important thing is that this pure power of primordial spirit is enough to restore the damaged weapon spirit to a perfect state, so that Zhanwu Mozun's former legacy can be restored. The imprint that came down was thoroughly inspired.

So now you are not fighting with that old clapper or a demon soldier, but with the imprint left by the former Zhanwu Demon Lord. If you can fight like this, you will be satisfied. "

Hearing this, Chu Xiu frowned, and glanced around. With the Huangfu family joining him, he was already in a weak position. After all, Chu Xiu was fighting against the imperial family's enshrining hall, great inner masters, Yulin army, and Huangfu's family with his own strength. many masters.

And Wei Shuya had already blocked Kang Dongming's few moves, and it was really hard to resist, if it dragged on, Wei Shuya might be in danger too.

There is not much time left for Chu Xiu.

At this moment, Chu Xiu suddenly thought of something, and he suddenly said: "You said that Qi Ling can remember all the memories of when Zhanwu Mozun held it in the past?"

Lu Jianghe said inexplicably: "Of course, Xuehongti is the best magic weapon, and the weapon spirit is already powerful enough. Isn't it normal to remember these things?"

A strange color flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes, and he suddenly thought of an idea to solve the blood red problem as soon as possible.

When Xue Hongti's shot struck again, in an instant, Chu Xiu's whole body was filled with turbulent devil energy.

At this moment, Chu Xiu directly raised his power belonging to the lineage of the Demonic Dao to the extreme. After blocking the blood red mention with a single knife, Chu Xiu did not retreat, nor did he continue to shoot. He even stretched out his hand directly and grasped it. On the tip of Xuehong's spear!

Even though Chu Xiu has cultivated into a real fire body now, and his body can resist the divine weapon, but the blood red ti is the top-grade divine weapon belonging to Zhanwu Mozun, and its sharpness is simply frightening, so in an instant, a stream of blood flowed from Chu Xiu. It flowed out of Xio's hand and penetrated into the blood-red grape.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned. What's going on with Chu Xiu? Suicide or court death?

But the next moment, an unexpected scene appeared.

The moment Chu Xiu's blood seeped into the blood-red tea, the blood-red tea trembled, the bloody aura around him subsided, and the killing intent disappeared. Even the pure power of the soul that Huangfu Patriarch offered to it was suppressed. It was directly excreted from the body, and it was held by Chu Xiu obediently.

The power of the primordial spirit backlashed back, even though Patriarch Huangfu spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of despair and disbelief, and so did the others, this scene was simply incomprehensible.

Although it is said that the god soldier recognizes the master, since the patriarch Huangfu was able to use the Xuehongti, it shows that the bloodhongti's weapon spirit is not the kind of weapon spirit that only recognizes one master in its life. As long as it can be given the power to make it kill, anyone You can use blood red grapes.

As a result, in front of Chu Xiu, Xue Hongti actually restrained his strength. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of Zhanwu Mozun?

Even Lu Jianghe couldn't understand this point, but Chu Xiu heaved a sigh of relief. What he expected was really good.

Xuehongti will restrain his strength and stay in Chu Xiu's hands obediently. This has nothing to do with Zhanwu Mozun, but has something to do with Dugu Weiwo.

Lu Jianghe said before that Xue Hong's weapon spirit has memories in him, so since he can remember the memories of fighting with Zhanwu Mozun in the past, he can naturally remember Dugu Weiwo's breath.

Although up to now, he doesn't know what the relationship between Chu Xiu and Dugu Weiwo is, but he has absorbed a drop of blood belonging to Dugu Weiwo. He brings a force.

Afterwards, Lu Jianghe said that it belonged to the power cultivated by Dugu Wei Wo Immortal Demon Code, but that power was only a flash in the pan and never appeared again.

So this time Chu Xiu is also betting that he still has the power of Dugu Weiwei in his body. After absorbing Chu Xiu's blood, Xue Hongti may think of something. Now it seems that if it is so, it not only remembers itself The master of the master, but also the power of the boss of his master.

Just when Chu Xiu was about to put Xuehongti into the secret box of space, a wave of fluctuation suddenly came back from Xuehongti's body. In an instant, the space in front of Chuxiu's eyes had changed, and what appeared in front of him was a scene of war Burning scorched earth!

Countless true qi and astral qi were shining, the sound of weapons clashing, and the shouts of warriors fighting each other could be heard continuously, the blood was soaring to the sky, and the evil spirit was permeating the air!

At both ends of the battlefield, there are all kinds of warriors on one side. They can't see their faces clearly, but some of them are wearing monk robes, some are wearing Taoist robes, some are holding long swords, and some are wearing battle armor. A coalition of forces united together.

On the other side, a figure Chu Xiu was very familiar with stood in the front, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and he held a scimitar in his hand.

The body of the knife is like a crescent moon, the blade is scarlet and glaring, with a crescent moon in front, the blood-colored light of the knife is even more dazzling than the brilliance of the sun. There is also a small horizontal letter engraved on the body of the knife: The small building listens to the spring rain all night.

Dugu only me!

At this moment, Chu Xiu understood that what he saw should be a scene of a battle between the Kunlun Demon Cult and the righteous way in the past, which was recorded by Xue Hong.

Looking around, a woman in a red robe was standing behind Dugu Weiwo, holding the magic sword Sauvignon Blanc in her hand.

There is also a warrior with a thin body, whose whole body is covered in black robes, and an existence who can't see a human figure at all, and is directly shrouded in black mist.

And the one closest to Chu Xiu's perspective is a burly warrior in battle armor.

The one holding the magic sword Sauvignon Blanc should be Demon Lord Red Lotus, the one wearing the battle armor should be Demon Lord Zhanwu, and the other two should be Demon Lord Zhanwu from the Kunlun Demon Sect.

Chu Xiu even saw Lu Jianghe, but at this time Lu Jianghe was not qualified to stand with Dugu Weiwo and others, but stood behind and peeped at the uneven back of the Red Lotus Demon Venerable, describing it as a little bit wretched.