Chapter 1455

I remember that in order to save ye Yanran, she injected her own blood into the astrolabe. When her drop of blood and ye Yanran's drop of blood fused together, it became a drop of golden blood.

these black as like as two peas are evil and incomparable, but the final result is exactly the same.

What is the reason for this?

One by one, people in black cut their wrists, and the blood gushed into the blood pool.

From their violent shaking, it is obvious that they are suffering a lot, but their singing voice is getting higher and higher, which is morbid and weird.

Mu Hanyan suddenly felt that the scene was familiar. She thought about it carefully. When she exterminated the Gui Yu clan last time, she had seen similar altars. Although the altar of the Gui Yu clan was much smaller than the one in front of her, she could not see them perform their magic, but it should not be very different.

But at that time, Gui Yu's family was under his sword, and his body was taken away by Yun Qian mo. how could the evil arts of Gui Yu's family appear here?

"You heretics dare to harm my Xia descendants. I'll fight with you." In the distance, there came the sad cry of Xia Youchen.

Mu Hanyan and others were shocked by the strange scene around the altar. They didn't come back until then. They looked up and saw Xia Youchen's eyes were wide open and his sword was cutting wildly. They haven't seen him for a while. Xia Youchen's strength finally recovered to the state of a great swordsman. But at this time, his body was full of flesh and blood, and he was obviously injured.

More than ten swordsmen also wore black robes and black veils. The strength of these people is obviously not as good as Xia Youchen's, and the strongest one is no more than the seventh level of swordsman. Under the attack of Xia Youchen, who is as powerful as a mad tiger, they also have sword wounds all over their body, but surprisingly, there is only a little blood on the wound, and there is no blood gushing out, and their combat power is not affected at all.

Sword spirit puppet! Bathed in the cold smoke, the heart slightly trembles.

Last time when she was at feilaifeng, she met the dead spirit sword slave who was refined by Miss Zhao Si with the remains of the strong. The sword spirit puppet was similar to the dead spirit sword slave, but it was refined by the living people. Although she also lost self-consciousness, her strength would not be affected at all. It was much stronger than the dead spirit sword slave. Of course, it's much more cruel.

It is also because the technique of sacrificing and refining the dead spirit is too cruel and evil. Many years ago, it was forbidden by the imperial court in mainland China, and the method of sacrificing and refining was lost.

I didn't expect to see the sword spirit here.

Looking at the old woman on the altar, Xia Youchen's eyes are about to crack. Suddenly, she soars into the air, shakes off the sword spirit and the puppet, and rushes towards the altar.

Several sword spirit puppets did not hesitate to block. Although Xia Youchen's strength was far stronger than them, they could not see the slightest awe and fear in their eyes, so empty and indifferent.

With a wave of Xia Youchen's long sword, the sharp edge of the sword swept heavily from their chest, and several people were split out by him like a broken kite. But it was this moment's delay that several cold sword blades chopped on his back, and the blood sprayed out.

Xia Youchen falls to the ground one by one, and more than a dozen sword spirit puppets surround him again. The sword spirit puppets who have just been split by him also turn over. Although their chest is covered with blood and flesh, and even the bones can be seen, their combat power is not affected in any way.

This is also the terrible part of the rigidity of the sword spirit puppet. It has no strength, no pain, no fear, and even retains its wisdom. It just loses its self-consciousness.

Dozens of long swords fell to Xia Youchen at the same time. Although his strength recovered to the state of a great swordsman, he was covered with bruises and almost exhausted. Facing a group of tireless and fearless sword spirits, he was stiff and could not resist.

Mu Hanyan certainly won't watch Xia Youchen die in front of him. With a clear drink, he has taken the lead in flying away towards Xia Youchen.

"Nine days, the stars fall." Bathe cold smoke a clear drink.

The five swordsmen raised their heads and their swords stood in front of them.

Hanxiao sword's awn of senhan slashed obliquely, and several people flew upside down at the same time.

Although he didn't use the five magic weapons, mu Hanyan was also a real swordsman. According to theory, these swordsmen were not strong enough to break their inner organs and meridians. They had no chance to survive.

However, the sword passed by, but only left a deep hole more than a foot long under their chest ribs. The wound was deep and bone could be seen, but there was still no blood gushing out.

At the same time, Hua Yue and others showed their talent. Their swords flickered, and several other sword spirit puppets were shaken back. After that, even mu Hanyan couldn't kill them. With their swordsman's strength of level 9 and level 8, it's impossible to cause fatal damage to these sword spirit puppets.

The sword spirits just stepped back. Immediately, they continued to attack Xia Youchen with the skin and flesh rolled up and the hidden sword wounds. They turned a blind eye to Mu Hanyan and others. This is another terrible part of the sword spirit puppet's rigidity. Once you receive the order to attack, you will never give up even if there is only one breath left, unless your life is completely cut off.At this time, Xia Youchen is filled with grief and anger. In addition, he loses too much blood after injury, and his mind is a little confused. When he sees the sword spirit attacking again, he laughs and attacks face to face. It seems that he just wants to die with the other side.

"Oh..." At this time, a beast shadow like a whirlwind, small poor strange has rushed into the battle circle.

At this time, Xiao qiongqi's anger was burning, his hair was upright, his whole body was inflated like a drum, and his graceful and domineering posture was standing proudly, just like the legendary beast God coming, guarding the side of Xia Youchen.

The shadow of the sword flickered all around, forming a sword net.

Mu Hanyan asked himself that if he was trapped in such a sword net, if he didn't rely on his strength to suppress it, he would not be able to avoid it if he only depended on his body method. However, he was not afraid to be trapped in it. He roared angrily, and his body was spinning like a top, and then spinning across a beautiful and strange arc.

All the long swords that were cut off from him passed by him in a wrong way. But its two claws are fast dancing, by the body's rotating potential, send out a strong wind blade, like a terrible wind blade storm.

"Chi Chi Chi..." In the light sound, the wind blades passed over the stiff body of the sword spirit. Although there was still no blood gushing out, they left a series of wounds on their bodies. Even the whole flesh was cut off, and then they were cut into meat scraps by the dense wind blades, which were scattered like raindrops.

Mu Hanyan's stomach contracted and almost didn't spit out.

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