025 Blood Blade

With this laughter, the flame on the blue flame man suddenly extinguished, not Yang Zifan. The blood-red flying sword was held in his hand, and what was more strange was that there was no scar on his chest.

Yang Zifan was surprised and happy at this time. He looked carefully at his body and there was no wound at all. What was more strange was the blood-red flying sword in his right hand. A trace of hot breath in the sword body came from time to his body and echoed with the heart of Jiuye Qinglian.

At this time, Yang Zifan has many questions in his heart, and the only thing that can explain the questions is Tianyi Laodao in the hut.

He raised the blood-red flying sword, imitated Liang Yichen's previous movements, and turned into a blue light and hit the hut again

Yang Zifan, such a half-hearted immortal cultivater, has naturally never heard of the body of the underworld fire, but if Li Chengcheng and Liang Yichen, who grew up in the Tianyuan School, were still awake, they would have been shocked.

People in the world are divided into three or six. Although people who cultivate immortals can change their physical constitution after cultivating immortals, some people are unique. One of them is the body of the five elements. These characters are naturally compatible with nature, and the attack methods of the same attributes will be reduced to the lowest damage. Unless the cultivation level of the two is too different, Yang Zifan's body of fire is one of the five elements.

At this time.

A corner of the hut was washed away again. Yang Zifan, who had just hit the house, kicked out like a ball with a blue flame. He rolled all the way and hit Liang Yichen and Li Chengcheng before stopping.

Yang Zifan was in severe pain all over his body and breathed cold air. He was already so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Why was pierced by the sword and didn't die? Why did you just fly in the air, and what happened to the body of the underworld fire that Tianyi was saying?"

The questions in his mind made Yang Zifan feel a little suffocated. He tried to stand up and rush into the hut again to ask, but his limbs were soft and already weak. It was impossible for him to stand up. He could only sigh and lie obediently.

At this time.

"Brother Zifan, do you want to kill us?" Liang Yichen's painful voice came from behind him.

Only then did Yang Zifan notice that he was lying on their bodies at this time. No wonder he would feel soft under them when they just landed. He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Li Chengcheng said angrily, "Excuse me, why don't you get up?"

Yang Zifan smiled bitterly, tried to raise his head a little, and then lay back weakly.

Liang Yichen looked at it and said, "Little brother Zifan is out of strength. How can you let him get up and tell lies?" With that, he rubbed his body and pushed Yang Zifan, who held him down, aside. He stood up with difficulty. Before he took a breath, he looked up and down at Yang Zifan and said in surprise, "Brother Zifan, it turns out that you are all right!"

Yang Zifan shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine!"

At this time, Li Chengcheng also stood up with difficulty and scolded Liang Yichen, "Damn Liang Yichen, you made a fuss, which made me hurt!"

Liang Yichen blushed and said, "How do I know he's okay?" He coughed violently. The impact just now was not good. He suspected that the power contained in the force was probably to the extent of infancy.

Yang Zifan was a little sorry and scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry to worry you."

"Hang!"

A sword roar broke the dialogue.

The three were so shocked that they looked at it. They saw a touch of blood in the hut and came to the three people in a blink of an eye. They were so scared that Liang Yichen and Li Chengcheng quickly pulled Yang Zifan back a few steps before they were not cut by the sword light.

The red light came fiercely, and when it landed, a pillar of fire was rolled up. In my ear, I heard the sound of air leaking from the cottage.

"This sword is called Blood Blade, which has been refined by three thousand years of fire, and the little guy can keep it."

With the words, the firelight dissipated, and a flying sword inserted straight on the ground, and bursts of heat waves kept sweeping out from the blood-red sword body, making people feel dry.

Liang Yichen first woke up, patted Yang Zifan, who was still lying on the ground, on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Zifan, you are developed."

Li Chengcheng shook his head and scolded, "Damn Liang Yichen, it's all you. Now my benefits are gone."

Liang Yichen glanced back at him and said, "That's because you don't have the ability. You can't blame others. Besides, you have enough things on you. Isn't it better to give it to Zifan brothers?"

Li Chengcheng laughed and scolded, "Are there still too many treasures?"

Yang Zifan looked at the two people doubtfully and said, "Is the sword mine?"

Hearing Yang Zifan's question, the two bent down and looked at him as if observing a monster.

Yang Zifan pointed to the blood blade not far away and said, "Is it mine?"

The two suddenly became discouraged, sighed and whispered strangely, "Yes...ah..."

A little strength was restored, and Yang Zifan stood up with the help of Liang Yichen.

Li Chengcheng looked at his slow look and said, "Can you hurry up? The things given by Uncle Tianyi are comparable to the treasures of all veins of the Tianyuan School.

Yang Zifan listened and answered, grabbed his head and walked to the blood blade, reaching out and pulling out the blood blade.

This sword is blood-red, more than three fingers wide and about three feet long. The hilt of the sword is made of a piece of green jade. The tentacles are cold, and a fire dragon is engraved on it. On the whole, it looks simple and unpretentious, but the faint firelight in the sword body really dares not be underestimated.

He looked up at the thatched hut halfway up the mountain. Under the swaying of the mountain wind, he was very dilapid but unusually stubborn. In a trance, he suddenly wanted to know the old way of living in it called Tianyi. He withdrew his eyes, quietly glanced at Li Chengcheng and Liang Yichen, and said in his heart, "Thank you!"

When they were pierced by the blood blade, they desperately came to save themselves, which moved Yang Zifan very much. He really wanted to ask them what the body of the underworld fire was? Tell them about their past, but they can't, none of this can.

Special skills, special experiences, and some commitments carried in the body. Always warning him that he took the initiative to be a lonely man walking in the world of immortality.

The blood blade seemed to feel Yang Zifan's cold heart. A trace of heat flowed out of the hilt and swam in the palm of his hand and quickly dissolved his body, turning into a warm feeling, making Yang Zifan feel comfortable all over. He looked down at the blood blade and whispered, "You will be mine in the future."

The blood blade seemed to respond to him, trembling violently, turning into red light and disappearing into Yang Zifan's palm, and then a small flame-like tattoo appeared in his palm.

"Dong..."

A bell sounded, long and crisp, echoing in the blue clouds.

interrupted Yang Zifan's thinking and the ripples aroused by Yang Zifan's cold heart.

This is the class bell of Sichen Mansion.

Yang Zifan heard it and said in shock, "Ah! I have to go to class and almost forgot. He quickly said to Li Chengcheng and Liang Yichen, "Brother Li, Brother Liang, I have to go to class."

As he said and hurried back, he felt dizzy and couldn't help shaking his body.

Although there were no scars on his body, he had a fierce fight with Tianyi, and he had already been weak. He knew this in advance, but he didn't want to stay here. He didn't know if he would not help saying something if he continued to be with Liang Yichen and Li Chengcheng.

Liang Yichen found something wrong behind him and asked, "Yang Zifan, are you all right?"

Yang Zifan waved his hand back and said, "I'm fine. I have to hurry up..." Before he finished speaking, his body shook again, and his feet softened and fell down.

Liang Yichen was shocked and quickly held him. His tentacles were cold and his heart was cold. He quickly reached out and explored his nose and breathed normally. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chengcheng stood aside and looked at Liang Yichen with a strange look and said, "Who is he?"

Liang Yichen was stunned for a moment and looked up and said, "It's just an interesting person."

Li Chengcheng held his hand and looked at him and laughed, "I still can't see you and my friends for several years. This person's relationship with you is by no means simple.

Liang Yichen's expression changed slightly and said, "I haven't seen you for three years. Are you so sure?"

Li Chengcheng said coldly, "It's only three years, okay! I don't want to say it!"

Liang Yichen said, "He has nothing to do with me. You are suspicious. I'm just curious about this person."

"Really?" Li Chengcheng looked at him with a strange color in his eyes and said, "Then I will kill him." Before the words fell, his hand turned into claws, bursting out a clear light, and grabbed Yang Zifan in Liang Yichen's hand.

Liang Yichen was shocked and turned around and hid. However, he held Yang Zifan with both hands and did not expect Li Chengcheng to suddenly take action. For a moment, he couldn't avoid it. In a hurry, the golden light flashed on his body, and the flying sword broke out of his body.

Golden light and clear light intersect.

The clear light "dissipated from the clouds and the rain" in an instant, and the golden light was cut on Li Chengcheng.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood stained the sky, and Liang Yichen looked at it in horror. Li Chengcheng's body fell into a pool of blood like a broken kite. Liang Yichen's flying sword, which is a golden sword with only one finger width, flew in the air and was blown away by the wind.

Liang Yichen scolded, "Li Chengcheng, what the hell are you doing?"

Li Chengcheng twitched and propped up, and the blood foam from the corners of his mouth came out. He said sadly, "I didn't expect... you really did it... he... is really important to you..."

Liang Yichen sighed and said, "You are my best friend. I will tell you, but it's not the time to say it yet. You have to forgive me."

Li Chengcheng looked at him with resentment, turned around and stumbled and disappeared on the mountain road, but the blood stains all the way were so dazzling.

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