Chapter 1019

"Bloody battle! Hundred kills!"

Under the blood light, the coachman's long knife was dyed red.

The coachman in the middle of the Zhenyuan realm understood the rudiment of the killing mood.

"Hum, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Mayanjun probably also saw the strength of the other side, and may have the same cultivation as himself.

He relied on his red sword, and did not pay attention to the coachman.

Although the coachman understood some rudiments of the killing mood, after all, it was not the real killing mood. Facing the strong Ma Yanjun with a red blood sword, the old coachman gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Cough!"

In the carriage ten meters away, the dying old man coughed.

Qi strength instantly penetrated the carriage, and Ma Yanjun's body instantly burst into a blood mist!

"Ding ~ congratulations to the host, the 48th sword master Ma Yanjun died!"

To tell the truth, Chen Hao is really a little happy.

Ma Yanjun, he has long been unhappy.

Ma Yanjun is definitely on the list of previous sword owners he hates.

The coachman looked at the incomplete body of Ma Yanjun on the ground, picked up the only intact red blood sword on the ground and walked to the carriage.

"Ding ~ is it bound to the 49th sword owner Hu Fei?"

"Confirm binding!"

Chen Hao answered casually.

Recently, the sword owner has died a little. He has some broken cans!

Anyway, I can't find any suitable sword owner, so I just pit casually.

Kill several sword owners more than once, and let the Red Blood Sword turn its hands more times. It's sure to meet a relatively good one!

"Binding succeeded. Congratulations to the host for binding the 49th sword owner Hu Fei!"

Chen Hao transmitted all the abilities of the Red Blood Sword suitable for being known by the sword owner into Hu Fei's mind.

Hu Fei and Chen Hao feel OK!

Although he is a little older, he is very murderous and understands the embryonic form of the killing mood, which is at least much better than the Ma brothers.

Hu Fei was stunned when he learned the ability of red blood sword!

He didn't expect that the sword turned out to be a red blood sword, which turned out to be Chen Ruoyan's matching sword.

"Cough!"

In the carriage, the old man's cough pulled the coachman Hu Fei to reality.

"Master, it's my incompetence to let you do it!"

The old man comforted, "it's okay, it's okay, that person's strength is a little weird. Maybe he has practiced some powerful skill. You're not his opponent, and it's normal!"

"Yes!"

The old man said, "let's keep going!"

"Master, these trophies..."

Hu Fei also found a space capsule on Ma Yanjun's body. There are many spirit stones in it... Of course, the most important thing is the red blood sword.

"Booty? It's OK. Keep it yourself!" The old man waved his hand and said indifferently, "I heard that your grandson has a good talent in martial arts. Keep and sell those spoils and buy cultivation resources for your grandson!"

"Master, in fact, this sword is still good!"

Hu Fei's words startled Chen Hao in the red blood sword!

It was the first time for him to meet such a sword owner.

He doubted that Hu Fei was stupid!

Ordinary people, who get the red blood sword, are trying to hide... He's good, as if he's afraid that others don't know!

The old man lifted the curtain and looked seriously at the coachman Hu Fei, who had the red blood sword in his hand.

"Spirit tool?"

Hu Fei licked his dry lips and shook his hand with the red blood sword!

"Master, it's a Taoist instrument, a Taoist instrument!"

"Tao Qi!"

The voice of the old man sitting in the carriage trembled a little!

Chen Hao was completely shocked by the coachman Hu Fei's behavior!

He felt that he had learned a lot today!

He never dreamed that there was such a thoughtless person in this world.

Like Hu Fei, Chen Hao felt that he deserved to be a coachman all his life!

At this time, Chen Hao began to speak.

"Sword master, if you hand over the red blood sword, you are likely to lose your life!"

"Who are you?"

"The spirit of the red blood sword!"

"Oh!" Hu Fei hurriedly said.

The old man asked, "Hu Fei, who are you talking to?"

"The spirit of this sword!"

Yes!

Chen Hao was sold by the sword owner as soon as he came out!

Hu Fei looked at the old man and asked, "master, you'd better take this Taoist instrument!"

Just when Chen Hao thought that the old man would take the red blood sword without hesitation, he didn't think about it, but the old man shook his head.

"No, I don't!" The old man coughed, "I won't live long. Give me the Taoist instrument, and I can't use it. You'd better keep it!"

Chen Hao silently looked at the two old people who pushed each other... His brain was a little bent.

It!

The famous red blood sword in the southern region was pushed by people!

You know, just four days ago, there were a pair of brothers who were fratricidal for the red blood sword!

As a result, the master and servant actually gave way to each other

"The master can call it to the young men and the Ding family!"

"Don't mention those villains, don't mention the Ding family!" The old man angrily said, "Hu Fei, listen to my master. Keep that Taoist instrument by yourself and give it to your grandchildren to use in the future. As long as your grandchildren are promising, maybe he will also become a master in the future, and then establish a Hu family to open branches and leaves for your Hu family!"

Chen Hao doesn't want to talk anymore!

He could feel the feelings of the master and servant in front of him.

It must be that kind of friendship!

Because although the old man in the carriage has suffered a severe decline in his blood, he was originally strong.

If he wants to kill Hu Fei and prop up his weak body, one move is enough!

He said he didn't want the red blood sword, that's really not!

"Well, don't talk more, let's continue!"

While driving the carriage, Hu Fei asked in his heart, "that sword spirit, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you!"

Chen Hao replied lazily.

"I want to ask, like my master, is there any way to save me from the approaching deadline and the decline of Qi and blood?"

"No rescue, red blood sword is not good at saving people!"

Hu Fei took out a wine pot while driving the carriage. He took a sip of wine and asked in his heart, "if the master becomes the sword owner, does he have hope to continue to live?"

Chen Hao looked at Hu Fei and couldn't speak for a long time.

Chen Hao seems to have guessed what Hu Fei wants to do.

"Jianling, tell me!"

"Your master, he was supposed to be very strong, but he was seriously injured, which led to a sharp decline in strength, blood decay, and the deadline is approaching!" Chen Hao said seriously, "if he can become the master of the red blood sword, as long as he can kill the warrior, he can improve his strength and prolong his life!"

Hu Fei said excitedly, "are you serious?"

"Of course it's true!" Chen Hao whispered, "but you will die. The red blood sword only recognizes one master. If you don't die, he can't become the master of the red blood sword."

Hu Fei clenched his teeth and said, "I understand!"

But Chen Hao thought that Hu Fei might not understand anything!

This is going to die!