Chapter 21 Blood Knife Flying in the Sky

On Fuhu Mountain, countless blood crows fluttered their wings and stared at the Qingtian Mountains below.

Since the death of the original blood crow leader Tian Ge, there has been a person named Charon as the acting leader.

At this moment, Charon, who swept back from the plain, stood on the cliff thousands of feet deep. He looked at the dark white wind that was still spinning below for a long time, and then sighed, "I didn't expect that someone would come up for a moment."

A blood crow next to him smiled and said, "But if they go to the lost highland, they will definitely die. There are all soul fighters there. Not to mention those two people, even if the white sword god is alive, I'm afraid he can't come back.

The so-called soul fighter is a fake fairy. After being promoted from a martial artist to a spiritual martial artist, if you are promoted smoothly again, you will reach the level of true immortals, which is equivalent to the level of the sword god in white or Yan Bikong and Morama. But if the failure of promotion causes the body to be destroyed by true qi, it will become a fake fairy.

This fake fairy is not a wandering ghost. Because of their profound martial arts concepts and cultivation, they still retain all their previous skills, and even after their bodies are destroyed, their consciousness can continue to practice, far beyond the level before birth.

In theory, the true immortal cultivation with a body will be slightly higher than that of a fake fairy soul fighter, but this is not absolute.

What's more, on the lost highland, there is not only one soul fighter, but countless. These fake immortals were fascinated by martial arts all their lives, and finally destroyed by martial arts. As long as they fight against any martial artist, they will definitely be extremely hostile, and they will not hesitate to fight with death, or even attack them in groups.

That's why the blood crow said that Su Yong and others would die.

Caron's blood-red giant wings swept over and knocked the blood crow down.

"I know they will definitely die. The question is, what if those soul fighters break through the blockade of the wind and come to our Ningyun Binglan mainland?

......

At this moment, the dark ink-like body seen by Su Yong and Ziyi hidden behind the stone is a soul fighter in the Lost Highlands.

They didn't dare to speak or even gasp, because they found that the dark figure had a terrible smell. Su Yong faintly remembered that when he went to the Mausoleum of the Sea God and saw the sleeping Morama, it was such a breath.

But this guy is alive.

He has hands and feet, and can wave freely, but his whole body is shrouded in a layer of black smoke-like fog, just like an evil spirit.

It's just in the black fog, and I don't know what kind of body structure it is.

The soul fighter greedily sucked the blood of the blood crow. After a long time, he turned around contentedly and took a heavy step again. But when he took more than ten steps, he suddenly turned his body suspiciously and looked at a few stones not far away.

Su Yong's physical strength has only recovered two or three points. After seeing the brutal blood-sucking scene of the soul fighter, his weak body couldn't stand the feeling of nausea, and finally leaked a little acid at the corner of his right hand's tightly covered mouth.

However, this little smell has been caught by the soul fighter.

The heavy footsteps came this way again, and every step was stepping on their trembling hearts.

The bodies of the two people have been pressed lower and almost sank into the mud.

However, the pace still did not stop and continued to approach.

When the soul fighter was only five or six meters away from the stone, a pink streamer suddenly flew out.

A pair of plain hands in purple swayed in the air, and the two white wrists suddenly spread out, turning into dozens of flying white butterflies, silently winding towards the soul fighter. Each butterfly is like a real attack, enough to crack stones and iron.

However, dozens of true qi were only patted by the right hand of the soul fighter filled with black fog, all of which were scattered and shattered, burning the green grass on the ground into a pitch black ashes.

The soul fighter did not speak, but a pair of empty white eyes showed a glimmer of light, and the fighting spirit on his body suddenly spread out.

The purple clothes waved their hands again, turning their palms into claws, and their white crystal-like nails sparkled, like steel claws tearing the air, pulling out ten small white air currents in the air, roaring and grabbing the soul fighter's head.

However, the white airflow was swept by the big hand with black fog and dissipated in an instant. The purple clothes were also hit by the remaining force. They raised their necks and sprinkled a row of blood in the air, but their soft body had fallen on a circular high slope 30 meters away.

At this time, there was a roar. Su Yong, who had been holding a knife for a long time, was dressed in a blood suit with a blood-red blade, rushed out from behind the stone like a firelight, and the human knife roared to the soul fighter.

When the soul fighter's thick black fog was about to hit the blade, Su Yong's difficult gathering of true qi finally urged the strongest wave knife formula.

The blood light soared six or seven meters long. At the moment when the black fog of the soul fighter could fall on the blade, it hit the body surrounded by the black fog and made a dull sound.

"Break." Su Yong shouted in a hisss.

The first wave of fluctuation surged, and the soul fighter's body was covered with black fog, and his body faded a little.

However, this wave only dissipated the black gas of the other party's body, and did not cause too much damage to its body.

Just as Su Yong was trying his best to make a second wave of vibrations, a huge force bombarded the sharp blood blade. With a pat, all his strength fell into nothing.

The blood knife was slapped by the other party and smashed down the grass, leaving only a knife-shaped trace, two feet deep.

And Su Yong suffered this blow, and his body balance was lost, and he bumped into the other party's arms.

Seeing that he was about to hit the dark body, the soul fighter's thighs curved, his heavy lower limbs suddenly raised, his knees brushed Su Yong's ears, and hit him fiercely on his shoulder, hit him with five or six somersaults in the air, and then fell not far from the purple clothes.

This time, he didn't knock Su Yong unconscious, but he felt that his whole body was about to explode, and his shoulder had already lost consciousness. He barely turned his head and could see the flesh and blood blurred.

"I didn't expect to die here." Su Yong's pale fingers were inserted into the soil one by one, and the blood water flowing from his broken nails was mixed with the soil, which was heartbreaking.

He tried his best to pull a few times, but still failed to climb to the purple clothes.

The situation of purple clothes is not much better than that of him. Her flawless face was splashed with blood, and there was redness on both sides of her mouth.

"It's good to die together." Ziyi showed a sweet smile that he had never seen before: "It's a pity..."

This sentence was not finished, because she was a reserved woman after all, but Su Yong had understood what she meant.

Watching the soul fighter's heavy steps began to move away, knocking the earth step by step towards them. Su Yong, who had already been weak and felt that his body was slowly getting cold, was still staring at the extremely beautiful facial features of the purple clothes, and there was too much unwillingness and aggrievedness in his heart. At the moment when his brain almost went crazy, he suddenly felt a fire burning under his chest.

It's a very strange heat flow.

Su Yong, who was in a trance, remembered that it was the yellow crystal tooth of Tiange, the leader of the blood crow.

Huang Jingya bursts into heat again at this moment. The extremely high temperature is like a red burning charcoal, which is about to boil the blood that Su Yong keeps losing and slowly dripping.

"Ah..." Su Yong suddenly roared, and his whole body bounced on the grass without any movement.

At the same time, the deeply buried blood knife rose and shot out, cutting the soul fighter who happened to walk in half from the bottom, and then flew in the air and rotated with the dandelion flowers all over the sky.

When both sides of the soul fighter's confused body were broken and fell to the ground into a pile of powder, Su Yong suddenly had a hoarse voice in his mind and sighed, "I have nothing to teach you."

That's the voice of the swordsmith who has not been seen for a long time.

PS: I'm very depressed today, very depressed. Fuck, fuck, fuck... It's okay, just to shout a few voices.

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