Chapter 523 Bloody

"Good boy, you can shake my death face shield, but next time you won't be so lucky, Ji!" Shangguan Wuyong raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood from the corners of his mouth and said with a ferocious face. As he spoke, he bit his middle finger and suddenly popped up. Three drops of blood flew out and fell straight to the shield of the dead face.

The shield of the dead face, which was spinning in mid-air, suddenly swallowed up the blood, and then there was a faint trace of blood in the dark blue light emitted from the shield. A tyrannical and bloody momentum emanated from the round shield, and a red blood light appeared in the two dark eye holes on the skull in the blue light, which looked abnormal. Terrible and weird!

As soon as Shangguan Wuyong's blood shot out of the body, his face became more and more pale. It seemed that the shield that drove the face of death also had a great loss for him, but regardless of the weakness of his body, he read out a series of obscure formulas in his mouth, and the shield of the face of death rotated more rapidly in the air, around The air was driven by him, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, making the whole shield of the face look slightly deformed.

"Uh? Sure enough, it is a magic weapon, which can greatly increase its power with the help of the master's blood. It seems that you have to be more careful!" Feng Xiaotian slightly calmed down the restless true breath just now, and looked at him with vigilance and thought secretly.

"Illness!" After Shangguan Wuyong finished reading the magic formula, he reached out and pointed to the shield of the face of death, and the round shield immediately shot at Feng Xiaotian with a "swish".

Feng Xiaotian's heart was flinched, but he didn't want to take it. He was about to dodge away, but he found that two blood lights suddenly shot out of the two empty eyes on the skeleton and flew straight to Feng Xiaotian's eyebrows. The speed was so fast that Feng Xiaotian had no room for no reaction. He was shot into his eyebrows by the blood light, and that The green light of the lock mountain ring did not react at all, so the blood light came in.

As soon as the blood light touched Feng Xiaotian's eyebrows, he suddenly got in and unexpectedly entered Feng Xiaotian's sea of knowledge.

"Haha, although it is a great loss of blood, it is worth it to subdue this boy! The attack of my death gaze after absorbing the master's blood is already a spiritual attack, which is an upgraded version of death gaze, blood-catching! Even if your strange ring is a fairy, it can't resist this spiritual attack! In the future, you will be my servant, like a puppet, and you will only listen to my orders!" Shangguan Wuyong laughed wildly and said proudly, but he pointed to his hand, and the shield of the dead face was suspended in the air, dripping and rotating with poison. In his opinion, as long as the blood light penetrated into the eyebrows of Feng Xiaotian, Feng Xiaotian would definitely have no possibility of turning over, so there was no need to use the shield of the dead face to kill and control. Living in a living Feng Xiaotian is much more useful than killing it directly.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian's cold voice came down: "Shangguan old boy, I'm afraid your good plan can't be played. What's the little master?"

"Ah? Why are you all right?" Shangguan Wuyong saw that Feng Xiaotian's eyes were clear, and the white light between his eyebrows was like a god. There was no sign of being controlled at all. He couldn't help but be shocked.

"Haha, old man, how can you know my means? Let's hurry up and take it!" Feng Xiaotian smiled, his body was like lightning, and the sword of the grass pheasant turned into a training, and he directly cut into a superior official!

However, what Feng Xiaotian said was relaxed, but in fact, he had lingering palpitations. After the blood light shot into his eyebrows just now, his consciousness suddenly blurred, and his extremely tyrannical mood rose from the bottom of his heart, almost drowning all his mind. He was anxious and desperately mobilized the true qi towards the blood light. Go.

Feng Xiaotian's action was not unpleasant. Zhenqi quickly surged over and put the position of the blood light ball. However, the two blood lights seemed to be just two shadows, and there was no entity. Zhenqi could not control it at all. Seeing that his mind was gradually blurred, he was about to become a puppet in Shangguan Wuyong's mouth!

At this critical moment, the white bead at the sea of Feng Xiaotian's eyebrows began to turn again, and in an instant, it emitted a fluorescent white light. The blood light was like a mouse seeing a cat, and it was about to run to the depths of Feng Xiaotian's body.

It's just that the white light is faster, and soon the two blood lights are shrouded in.

It's strange to say that the two blood light that the true qi could not help. When they met the white light, it was like ice and snow meeting the hot sun. Soon it melted without a trace, and Feng Xiaotian's divine consciousness naturally returned to Qingming.

Shangguan Wuyong did not know the situation. Seeing that Feng Xiaotian was innocent and was not affected by the blood light at all, he was terrified. Looking at Feng Xiaotian's long sword, he had no time to think about it. With a finger, the shield of the face of the dead face quickly flew back and stood in front of him.

And Feng Xiaotian's grass pheasant sword also saw and hit the edge spike of the shield of the dead face. Suddenly, a sharp and harsh sound sounded. The sword of the grass pheasant rubbed against the edge of the high-speed rotating round shield, and unexpectedly sprinkled a flash of electric sparks.

Feng Xiaotian only felt a huge shock in his arm, a burst of numbness, and the tiger's mouth also cracked. Blood flowed along his fingers to the fish bone-shaped hilt, and then to the blade of the calamus leaf-like sword.

"Woo..." The blood in Feng Xiaotian's hand is first-class to the blade of the grass pheasant sword, which is like dripping on the stove, making a sound, and then it penetrates into the blade.

Although Feng Xiaotian was surprised, he had no time to think about it. The true qi continued to flow into the sword of the grass pheasant and fight with the shield of the dead face.

And Shangguan Wuyong also raised his finger and pointed to the shield of the face of death and chanted. He shuddered all over. It seemed that he was also spending a lot of energy to manipulate the shield of the face of death to resist the grass pheasant sword of the wind.

At this time, a trace of blood suddenly flowed on the white blade of the grass pheasant sword that absorbed the blood of Feng Xiaotian, and then this small blood line soon filled the whole blade. The original white blade quickly became blood red and made a "buzzing" sound, and the extremely fierce breath emanated from the blade. Come on.

"Ah? It's also a magic weapon!" Shangguan Wuyong exclaimed when he saw this, and there was a trace of despair in his voice!

"Huh? Is my grass pheasant sword also a magic weapon? Maybe, otherwise Shangguan Wuyong would not have said that, and he would not have absorbed my blood and his stool was full of blood!" Feng Xiaotian thought about it, but he didn't stop. Instead, he continued to inject Zhenli into the sword of the grass pheasant like money. He wanted to see which of his magic weapon and Shangguan Wuyong's magic weapon was more powerful!