Chapter 997

Compared with Deng Yifei in those days, it is much stronger.

However, Zhenyuan's strength is still a little low.

But Chen Hao has no intention of changing the sword owner for the time being. He plans to observe first to see if this Jing Yong can be made.

Maybe, Jing Yong, who was born as a mountain thief, would be more suitable to become the sword owner of the red blood sword.

Chen Hao won't be a saint sword any more recently.

The unparalleled power of Wudao alliance's Enlightenment realm may already be in the southern region.

Chen Hao doesn't plan to take this risk. He plans to continue to live.

At the beginning of Deng Yifei's breakthrough into the realm of enlightenment and his understanding of the law of the aurora, Chen Hao found that the world seemed not so simple.

Jing Yong waved his long sword casually. He felt very comfortable and handy to use!

He was very satisfied, as if this sword was tailor-made for him.

He put the red blood sword into the scabbard and went to the kamikaze camp.

Chen Hao conveniently transmitted the information of the red blood sword to Jing Yong, and Jing Yong's face showed shock!

No way, no matter who suddenly saw the ability of the red blood sword, I'm afraid they will feel shocked!

Even the peerless strong in the enlightenment realm, I'm afraid it's difficult to resist the temptation of the red blood sword!

"How is this possible!"

"How can there be a magic sword in the world?"

"Chen Ruoyan's sword, no wonder Chen Ruoyan is so strong, it turned out that she accidentally got this magic sword!"

“……”

Chen Hao took out the name of Qingyan again.

This sign really works!

Use the influence of light face to set off the extraordinary of red blood sword!

Just when Jing Yong's face changed greatly, Hou Liang, the leader of sacred wind robber, stared at him.

After Jing Yong got the Red Blood Sword and came back, the complex changes in his face were almost seen by Hou Liang!

Chen Hao also quickly noticed that the innate warrior of the sacred wind robber was watching Jing Yong, but he didn't remind him. After all, he wasn't the nanny of the sword owner. He didn't care whether the sword owner was crying or laughing.

"Jing Yong!"

"Yes, chief!"

Jing Yong immediately hit a clever, he also found himself just careless.

"What are you excited about?"

Hou Liang sat on the chair and observed Jing Yong.

"No... nothing!"

"You talk!"

"Lord leader, I didn't lie!" Jing Yong hurriedly said, "I really didn't lie. I just suddenly remembered a happy thing."

"What happy thing?"

"Er..."

Jing Yong was speechless and couldn't make up a suitable reason for a long time.

In the red blood sword, Chen Hao was a little speechless.

"Come here!"

Hou Liang waved to Jing Yong.

Jing Yong took a deep breath and walked slowly to Hou Liang.

Hou Liang, the leader of sacred wind robber, has the strength in the early stage of congenital environment. He is like a bamboo pole, with a thin face and outside the cheekbones

Convex, triangular eyes, extremely thin lips, it seems that the character is a little thin and cool.

He looked at Jing Yong with a smile and said, "this big man can't even lie!"

"Chief, I didn't lie!"

"Give me the sword in your hand!"

"This..."

Jing Yong hesitated slightly, and Hou Liang's eyes smiled.

In the red blood sword, Chen Hao was speechless.

He felt that Jing Yong was likely to be in trouble.

Moreover, Chen Hao will never take the blame for this matter, which is entirely because Jing Yong's expression management is not in place, so it is so simple that someone has found a flaw.

Even several Zhenyuan martial artists behind Hou Liang also found Jing Yong's unnaturalness.

Hou Liang pressed his voice and said, "give it to me quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Jing Yong gritted his teeth and handed the red blood sword to Hou Liang.

Hou Liang took the Red Blood Sword and narrowed his eyes: "good, your Jing Yong, such a treasure, you don't give it to me, and you want to swallow it alone!"

"Spare my life, boss, I didn't want to swallow it alone. I just got it, so I didn't think much..."

Jing Yong directly knelt on the ground and desperately begged for mercy!

In the red blood sword, Chen Hao sighed again!

Red blood sword, under normal circumstances, can only have one sword owner.

When the red blood sword has the sword owner, other people touch the red blood sword, it is impossible to find the secret of the red blood sword!

In the southern region, the red blood sword has no obvious reputation and no obvious characteristics, and the vast majority of people who have seen it have died. Coupled with the hiding ability of the Red Blood Sword itself, that is to say, after Jing Yong became the owner of the red blood sword, Hou Liang cannot see through the falseness and reality of the red blood sword!

Jing Yong was too nervous and was cheated by Hou Liang!

"You mean, this sword... Is really a treasure?"

Hou Liang's eyes brightened, and he sat up from the chair. He looked at the Red Blood Sword carefully, but he still didn't see the clue.

In his opinion, this sword, without an instrument spirit, is a top-level Xuanqi.

So Hou Liang put the long sword on Jing Yong's shoulder: "tell me, how can you see that this sword is a treasure!"

Jing Yong said with a sad face, "it told me some information, which I automatically understood in my mind!"

"Oh!" Hou Liang suddenly realized, "it turns out that this sword is a spirit sword. There is a sword spirit in it, but the sword spirit recognizes you as a waste!"

"It should be like this!" Jing Yong simply admitted.

"It even thinks you are a waste. It seems that its grade can't be too high!" Hou Liang curled his lips and disdained, "it's at most a spirit sword, maybe it's just a low-level spirit tool!"

Low level spirit tool?

Chen Hao was a little unhappy, and he was downgraded several levels.

"No..."

Jing Yong seemed to want to argue a few more words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a sword touched his throat.

The one that cut his throat was the red blood sword.

Jing Yong covered his throat, looked at his leader with wide eyes, and then fell to the ground.

"Ding ~ congratulations to the host, the 41st Red Blood Sword owner died!"

However, he died very quickly, and even the red blood sword had not been covered with heat

Jing Yong is a rare sword owner who died under the red blood sword. The last sword owner who died under the Red Blood Sword dates back to decades ago outside the capital of Nanyun state.

It's also a special death!

Maybe, many years later, Chen Hao will still remember him.

"Hum, even the spirit sword, it's not something you can covet as a true yuan martial artist!" After killing Jing Yong, Hou Liang sneered at the people around him, "see clearly? This is the end of violating the rules!"

Hou Liang's men all shivered.

At this time, the other two innate masters of strength looked this way.

Hou Liang laughed and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. It's Hou who didn't discipline his subordinates strictly!"

Meng Feng, the leader of the heaven stealing group, asked suspiciously, "Hou Liang, is that long sword really a spirit sword?"

"I don't know this, after all, it doesn't recognize me as the main!" Hou Liang laughed, "but just now this sword even recognizes me as a subordinate. It is estimated that its intelligence and grade will not be high..."

As soon as Hou Liang's words fell, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and a message passed into his mind.

you 're right!

Chen Hao, hidden in the red blood sword, has chosen to bind him as the sword owner.