Chapter 388

Blood nine you is a genius, two geniuses are proud, is absolutely will not tolerate other people's insult.

Immediately, xuejiuyou's face was cold, and the expression of his face turned into indifference, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Boy, I have power behind me. It's my capital, but you don't, so you can only linger and look at us with envious eyes. However, I'm a generous person. Since you doubt me and my strength, let's compare and see who is the waste. "

With the cold sound of xuejiuyou, a cold light of blood red suddenly flashed. Xuejiuyou stood in the same place without expression, holding a long sword of blood red. The sword body is two inches wide and about four feet long. On the sword body, there are all kinds of mysterious curves, especially on the long sword of blood red.

Although the sword is very wide and long, it feels like an epee. However, the Epee has no edge, and the edge of the bloody sword is very sharp, with a faint twinkling.

Xuejiuyou waved his long sword, and the huge broad mouth sword was as light as nothing in his hand. He immediately picked up a sword flower and said coldly:

"The sword is named Xueyou. It's three feet and seven inches long, and its net weight is thirty-eight Jin and sixty-two Liang. It's made of hematite. It blows hair and breaks hair."

At this moment, the sharp air of xuejiuyou suddenly appears. With Xueyou's long sword coming out of its sheath, xuejiuyou looks like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath. Its sharp air is unmatched.

Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting's eyes suddenly changed. They were not weak. They naturally felt each other's momentum, and their faces changed greatly.

Mo Jueyuan looked at xuejiuyou like this, and his idea suddenly began to rotate rapidly, and his heart was even more shocked.

"Jian Xiu? Blood nine you unexpectedly is a sword repair. "

Mo Jueyuan doesn't know much about Jian Xiu, but the information about Jian Xiu spread on the mainland alone is enough to make people surprised.

Jian Xiu, taking the sword as a soldier, depends on the sword and only cultivates the sword all his life. Jian Xiu's attack is the most fierce and the fastest among all the professions. When the opponent is still wondering where the enemy is, Jian Xiu's sword has already crossed the enemy's throat. Therefore, there is a saying on the road:

At the same level, sword cultivation is invincible.

It can be seen from this that Jian Xiu is so strong.

Naturally, sword cultivation is powerful, and the cultivation of sword cultivation is also very difficult. From ancient times to the present, there are countless sword cultivators on the road, but there is only one person who can become a real sword cultivator and become an invincible sword cultivator.

The devil of the sword, the wind of the sword.

The sword devil killed everything for the sword, even his own feelings. He pinned all his feelings on the sword, and finally created the "Jue Tian, Jue Di, and Jue Qing" three unique swords, which spread across the mainland and were invincible. Therefore, if he wants to succeed in sword cultivation, he must pay a price that ordinary people can't bear. At least, Mo Jue yuan won't leave his family for cultivation, Love is nothing.

Looking at the blood nine you, like a sword, Mo Jueyuan's heart slowly sank to the bottom of the valley, and the light in his eyes flashed. He was more alert to the blood nine you.

Xuejiuyou's face was cold. Suddenly, she gave a smile full of evil spirit and said:

"Your strength is lower than mine. I'll give you a move and make a move."

Mo Jueyuan's eyes were awe inspiring, and his heart became more and more calm. Mo Jueyuan still felt that the strength of xuejiuyou was in the early stage of the transformation. Although the strength seemed not high, the attack power and speed of Jianxiu made xuejiuyou fight with the transformation perfectly, and even had a great chance to win. Mo Jueyuan didn't dare to be careless.

"Well, since you are so humble, I'm not polite."

Mo Jueyuan's eyes were cold, and then his feet made a mistake. He jumped up and rushed to the other side. At the same time, he threw his hands. A pair of almost transparent gloves suddenly appeared on his hands, just like skin, and only attached to Mo Jueyuan's fists.

Mo Yuting, on the other side, watched Mo Jueyuan's sudden attack. A touch of worry flashed in her eyes, and she cried out in a hurry:

"Xiaoyuan, you have to be careful."

Mo Chueh yuan didn't answer. At the moment, Mo Chueh yuan only wanted to teach this big guy a lesson.

With the weapon in hand, Mo Jueyuan feels as if his blood is boiling all over his body, and his great power is constantly surging. Especially on the double fists, the almost transparent gloves enhance Mo Jueyuan's attack power by two or three percent, which makes Mo Jueyuan's power become more powerful, and his strong self-confidence fills Mo Jueyuan's whole body.

Mo Jueyuan was in the middle of the air. With this force, Mo Jueyuan tilted his body, and his fists rushed forward. He hit the expressionless xuejiuyou with a fierce blow.

The shadow of the fist is like the wind, and it blows to the face of xuejiuyou in an instant.

At this time, blood nine you suddenly moved.

The long sword of Xueyou, which had been drooping all the time, suddenly appeared in front of Mo Jueyuan's fist. The appearance of the sword was invisible, as if it had been there all the time. Mo Jueyuan only saw a blood shadow flash, and the sword appeared in front of him.

Mo Jueyuan was cruel in his heart, subconsciously urged his strength to enter into his fists, increased his strength, and went up without hesitation.

Bang~~~

Buzzing~~~

With a loud noise, the blood red sword suddenly began to tremble, and the blood nine you, who was holding the sword, suddenly changed his face and became very serious when Mo Jueyuan's powerful force hit him. His empty left hand suddenly lifted up and immediately pressed on the other side of the blood red sword body. His hand flashed light blood red and fiercely touched the sword body.

Mo Jueyuan's body and strength are comparable to that of a monster. With the increase of gloves, Mo Jueyuan's strength is even more comparable to that of a level 4 monster. How can he not suffer from the huge support of xuejiuyou in the early stage of his transformation?

When Juli hit, xuejiuyou's body suddenly slipped backward, leaving a long scratch on the ground. Xuejiuyou's face was very ugly, and it was more than ten steps away. Xuejiuyou forced to stop his body, and his face suddenly surged with an abnormal flush.

The sword was humming and shaking. Xue Jiuyou took a breath. With a flick of his left hand, the sword returned to normal. However, his right hand on the hilt trembled slightly. The stabbing pain at the tiger's mouth made Xue Jiuyou's face even more ugly.

"It's so powerful. This guy's body is incredibly strong. It's estimated that the same level of monsters is only so good."

Even as an enemy, xuejiuyou had to praise Mo Jueyuan's strong power secretly. However, praise comes back to praise, the enemy is the enemy, only to kill.

Xue Jiuyou is sad, and Mo Jueyuan is not happy. Xue Jiuyou's sword is made of Xue meteorite. I don't know what's added in it. It's hard and terrible. Moreover, this Xueyou sword has the function of rebounding damage. Mo Jueyuan's 12% strength, when he hits the sword, 20% of the strength is rebounded, plus the strength of the sword, Suddenly, Mo Jueyuan's arms trembled. He felt numb at the mouth of the tiger, and even couldn't exert himself on his arms.

Mo Jueyuan took a deep breath and quickly turned the vitality in his body to reduce the numbness. Xue Jiuyou did the same. He used the vitality to recover the stinging tiger's mouth. For a moment, they were face-to-face and strangely deadlocked. At this moment, the contempt in Xue Jiuyou's eyes had already disappeared, and his eyes were full of dignified color. Mo Jueyuan still remembered it, The long sword of xuejiuyou appeared in front of him just with a flash of blood shadow. Mo Jueyuan was even more frightened by the terrible speed, and his eyes were watching xuejiuyou with vigilance.

In the distance, Mo Yuting is even more afraid to breathe. Mo Yuting's strength is not weak. Naturally, they are afraid of each other at the moment. However, Mo Yuting is still a little worried about Mo Jueyuan, because Mo Yuting didn't see the speed of Xue Jiuyou's sword before. Mo Yuting is also very afraid of Xue Jiuyou's speed, There's even a hint of fear.

With the passage of time, the abnormal symptoms on their hands unexpectedly recovered at the same time, and their eyes flashed. Suddenly, the momentum of xuejiuyou and Mo Jueyuan suddenly changed, and they rushed up again.

Xuejiuyou looks at Mo Jueyuan's hands shining white, and his eyes are cold

"I've given you a move. Now, it's my turn, blood stained mountains and rivers."

Xuejiuyou suddenly burst out to dance with his long sword. In an instant, it was like the water of the Yangtze River, which covered Mo Jueyuan.

With the dancing of xuejiuyou's long sword, a faint blood mist slowly diffused out, and together with the Continuous Blood Sword shadow, Mo Jueyuan was enveloped.

Mo Jueyuan looked at the bloody sword shadow in front of him. His eyes contracted instantly, and a color of horror suddenly appeared. Then he took a deep breath. The black awn in Mo Jueyuan's hand flashed. Suddenly, a black short blade with more than a foot appeared in Mo Jueyuan's hand, and immediately began to dance rapidly. The same continuous black shadow flashed around Mo Jueyuan.

Ding Ding Dang

In an instant, the bloody sword shadow in the sky collided with Mo Jueyuan's black sword shadow, making a series of clear jingling sound.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. Mo Jueyuan's fish intestines sword is only more than four feet long, while xuejiuyou's sword is nearly four feet long. Such a big gap makes Mo Jueyuan passively resist, completely unable to counterattack and attack xuejiuyou.

There is no expression on xuejiuyou's face, and the ferocious color flickers in his eyes. The smile from the corner of his mouth is so ferocious. The sword in his hand danced more quickly, and the continuous blood colored sword was like the waves, attacking Mo Jueyuan wave after wave.

Suddenly, with a hiss, Mo Jueyuan's robe on his chest suddenly split. A small wound of inch length suddenly appeared on Mo Jueyuan's chest, and the blood instantly flowed down.

See the blood nine you of blood imitate if ate stimulant, the blood light in the eye is more abundant.