When she looked up, she was already in tears.

Shaohongyan held the handle of the Red Blood Sword and whispered, "red blood sword, you remember to fly away!"

"This..."

Chen Hao was suddenly surprised. He was familiar with this scene, as if he had seen it somewhere!

Shao Hongyan ran all his last skills, plus a run-up, and the Red Blood Sword shot into the gloomy sky with the help of the mighty force of the Shentong martial arts.

At the moment when the red blood sword fell off shaohongyan's right hand, her body completely dissipated in the wind, leaving only the red warrior suit spinning in the air and disappearing in front of him.

The 31st sword owner of Red Blood Sword died!

The Red Blood Sword disappeared in the clouds, followed by several masters of the state of Zhou, of whom Zhou Zhenhai chased the most.

He ignored the devastated capital and did not deal with the aftermath. Now he has only one purpose, that is to get the red blood sword!

Shaohongyan, with his red blood sword, completely swept the face of Zhou.

Zhou Zhenhai imagined how many families in the southern region would gloat after the news spread throughout the southern region.

Zhou Zhenhai can imagine how happy those bastards in the black blood country will be when they get this news!

Now, he is very sober. He must get the red blood sword.

Don't let the red blood sword fall into the hands of others, especially the black blood country!

As long as we can get the red blood sword, the destruction of the capital and so many casualties of the descendants of the Zhou family... Are not unacceptable!

Red blood sword!

He wants it too.

Before shaohongyan died, her strength was already in the early stage of the magical realm, and Zhenyuan was full of energy. The red blood sword was thrown with all her strength, and the artistic conception of speed was also attached to the sword. It was impossible for Zhou Zhenhai to catch up with the red blood sword.

However, his probability of catching up with the red blood sword is also the greatest.

The power of that throw will always be consumed. As long as the flying speed of Red Blood Sword slows down, Zhou Zhenhai has a great chance to catch up.

Of course, whether he can catch up with the Red Blood Sword depends on Chen Hao's meaning.

If Chen Hao doesn't want him to be the sword owner, then he can't catch up even if he runs and breaks his legs.

Chen Hao is also thinking... Whether to recognize Zhou Zhenhai as the sword owner or not.

It is reasonable to say that Zhou Zhenhai has the strength to serve as the sword owner of the red blood sword!

Think about it carefully. The royal family of the state of Zhou, whose strength is beyond the peak of heaven, has almost no rivals in the southern region... Identity, reputation, status, strength... Zhou Zhenhai is almost perfect!

The red blood sword has not been so strong as the previous sword owners.

But it is because he is too strong that Chen Hao is worried.

I'm afraid an old fox like this is not so easy to deceive.

Flicker?

Chen Hao glanced at his attribute panel, and his confidence suddenly returned.

If he had met Zhou Zhenhai before, he would have run as far as he could, and he would never recognize him as the sword owner, but now... Even if he sensed something wrong, he also had the power to resist!

After thinking about this, Chen Hao's heart was put down.

If Zhou Zhenhai really catches up with the red blood sword, let him take it.

The red blood sword was still flying according to the inertia, and Chen Hao did not intend to stop it. After all, shaohongyan threw it herself, which was also her last wish.

Chen Hao knew her intention, which was to let him hold Zhou Zhenhai, the peak master of breaking heaven.

As long as Xu yuanxiong and his team are lucky enough to last a day, even Zhou Zhenhai, a top expert in the southern region, is hard to find them.

The southern region is so big that there is always a place for them to live.

Even, you can leave the southern region.

Zeng Xiaohu didn't leave any special tracking marks on him.

The Red Blood Sword flew in the air and was seen by countless warriors, but they didn't have the strength to keep up with the flying speed of the red blood sword!

Half a day later, the artistic conception of speed on the Red Blood Sword gradually disappeared, and the flight speed slowed down!

The Red Blood Sword continued to fly for a long time, and the speed was much slower... Zhou Zhenhai slowly appeared in Chen Hao's vision. He rushed from behind and grabbed the Red Blood Sword with one hand of joy!

Air interception.

Zhou Zhenhai sighed softly, "finally caught!"

"Ding ~ is it bound to the 32nd sword master Zhou Zhenhai?"

"Bind!"

Chen Hao had already been prepared and chose to bind without much thought.

"Congratulations to the sword master for binding the 32nd sword master Zhou Zhenhai!"

Pass all the skill information of red blood sword into Zhou Zhenhai's mind, and Zhou Zhenhai is slightly stunned.

For a long time, after digesting all the skill information of the red blood sword, he suddenly said, "so it is. If it is true, my magical realm is expected!"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Hao felt relieved.

Not afraid of waste sword owners, afraid of sword owners without desires!

If the sword owner is the old man who understands the essence of space in Nanyun country, Chen Hao will definitely curse him immediately!

Chen Hao has no intention to talk to Zhou Zhenhai. He doesn't want to expose himself for the time being.

After all, a demon sword spirit who can speak, think and have character is not necessarily popular with the sword owner!

After Zhou Zhenhai got the red blood sword, the whole person was much tired. On the way back, his flying speed was also not fast, which damaged his reputation as the peak master of breaking the heaven.

Chen Hao remembered that when he was chasing shaohongyan, he used the secret method. It is estimated that now it is a side effect.

He flew for two days after the original one-day journey.

Two days later, he returned to the capital of Zhou.

The streets near the palace were sparsely populated, almost all wearing white funeral clothes. The bodies on the streets had been disposed of, and the collapsed city walls were being repaired. Zhou Zhenhai looked normal and directly entered the palace.

Many of the dead are descendants of the Zhou family. Zhou Zhenhai is indeed heartbroken, but it is only heartache

He had 13 sons, 15 women, a total of 28 children, and then he watched them die in front of him... When his first daughter died early, he was really sad... But when his twentieth son died, he just sighed gently!

"Ancestor!" Seeing Zhou Zhenhai's safe return, Zhou Lihua was relieved.

"Yes!" Zhou Zhenhai nodded gently.

Zhou Lihua looks like his favorite daughter in the past.

"Is this the red blood sword?" Zhou Lihua quickly turned her eyes to the red blood sword in Zhou Zhenhai's hand and asked seriously.

"Yes!"

"That's good!"

Zhou Lihua is somewhat similar to Zhou Zhenhai.

Although 70000 or 80000 Zhou people died, as long as they can hold the red blood sword in their hands, it is worth it!

Just because she saw the ability of Red Blood Sword with her own eyes!

"Grandpa, can you give me the red blood sword?" Zhou Lihua boldly asked.

Zhou Zhenhai shook his head and said, "no, the red blood sword is of great use to me!"

"What's the big use?"

Zhou Zhenhai didn't answer Zhou Lihua's words, handed the imperial seal to her, and directly disappeared in place.

"You can deal with the rest. After this war, I need to stay in seclusion for a period of time."

Zhou Lihua looked at the place where Lao Zu disappeared with flashing eyes and thought to herself: even if you don't say it, I know what it is!