Chapter 1231

"Cheng Feng, your strength is really beyond my expectation."

Seeing Cheng Feng relaxed, he blocked the sky sword Qi stabbed by his two-star divine power.

Yu cangfei's pupils contracted and his eyes became cold and bloodthirsty: "however, no matter how strong you are, you can't be my opponent."

"Let's start. Killing you may make my heart perfect."

"So as to get through the third heaven disaster and build a higher level!"

While talking, Yu cangfei tightened his hand on the scabbard.

The thumb with the sword jaw bounced, miso!

A long pale sword suddenly jumped out of the scabbard.

When Yu cangfei grabbed the handle of the sword, the pale color on the long sword became thicker, like a fierce ghost who has been hungry for countless years.

Eager to pierce Cheng Feng's body and drink blood!

"When he pulled out his sword, Yu cangfei pulled out his withered Blood Sword."

"It is said that the withered Blood Sword does not come out of its sheath easily. Once it comes out of its sheath, it will see blood!"

"When the withered Blood Sword comes out of its sheath, Cheng Feng will be killed by Yu cangfei."

Seeing the long sword out of its sheath, all the warriors of the blood god cult were moved.

They all decided that Cheng Feng would die under the withered Blood Sword.

This is mainly because the withered Blood Sword is really strong. It is a famous fierce sword.

Even in the evil faction camp with many murderers, there are only a few warriors who can control the withered Blood Sword.

In order to be recognized by the withered Blood Sword, Yu cangfei raised the sword with his own blood since childhood. Once his blood dried up and almost died under the withered Blood Sword.

Until it was recognized by the withered Blood Sword, Yu cangfei rose rapidly and became the first true legend of the blood god religion.

It can be said that half of Yu cangfei's achievements were cast by dry blood sword!

"Trouble, Cheng Feng is in trouble!"

Looking at the long sword like a dead man's face, the righteous warrior was a little uneasy.

"This withered Blood Sword seems to have reached the level of top Taoist soldiers many years ago."

"After several generations of sacrifice and refining of the blood god cult, it fell into Yu cangfei's hands. It may have become a half step holy weapon."

"If that were true, Cheng Feng would be in great danger!"

Holy ware is a rare treasure even in the holy land of martial arts.

Half step sacristy, although it only has a small part of the power of sacristy.

But it's also very scary. It's so strong!

In particular, swords and other killing weapons, if they reach the level of sacred vessels, they are simply God blocking killing God and Buddha blocking killing Buddha.

It's much sharper than fire sealing bottle and Fulong tripod!

"Bloodthirsty murder weapon withered Blood Sword?"

In the void, at the moment when the withered Blood Sword came out of its sheath, Cheng Feng suddenly felt a frightening ferocity, stirring from afar.

His skin tingled and his pores began to shrink unconsciously.

This is obviously the body's instinctive reaction after sensing danger.

When Cheng Feng sensed danger.

A few miles away, Yu cangfei turned his hand holding the withered Blood Sword.

Hiss!

A pale sword Qi immediately burst at Cheng Feng.

"Dangerous, very dangerous!"

The sword Qi stabbed him. Before he got close, Cheng Feng felt an unprecedented crisis.

Without any hesitation, his back shook.

The cutting magic knife on his back shot out of the Buddhist wood scabbard with a miso.

When Cheng Feng grabs it in his hand, hum!

An excited sound of Dao came out of the chopping magic Dao.

"Beheading the devil, why are you so excited?"

For the excitement of cutting the magic knife, Cheng Feng didn't understand: "is it a perfect match and want to fight with the dry blood sword?"

"A perfect match? How can it be!"

However, the chopping magic knife said, "that sword is just a great tonic. When I swallow it, I will be able to repair a large part of my wound."

"Er... Great tonic?"

Hearing the speech, Cheng Feng almost choked: "behead the devil, don't be arrogant."

"As far as I know, that fierce sword can kill countless people. It may have evolved into a half step holy weapon after taking the blood essence of many martial arts experts."

"Can you swallow people?"

"Hey, hey, it suck at your master."

The spirit of the chopper said, "if you can defeat the human youth, I can swallow the defective product and greatly nourish myself."

"I give you strength, you must give it to awesome awesome."

Cheng Feng said, "no, I haven't defeated Yu cangfei. You've been crippled by that fierce sword!"

Just saying, hiss!

Yu cangfei's pale sword Qi has reached near.

This sword spirit is very evil.

All the way, a narrow gray appeared in the void, as if the vitality had been sucked away by the sword gas.

Facing such evil sword Qi, Cheng Feng certainly didn't dare to let it rub his body a little.

The cutting magic knife in his hand was horizontal and boldly welcomed him.

Keng! The cutting magic knife collided with the pale sword Qi, but it made a metal impact sound.

Then, a strong force passed into Cheng Feng's body along the body of the cutting magic knife.

Cheng Feng stepped back three steps, stepped on the void, and even the crystal wall of the space was cracked.

Not only that, the pale sword Qi was entangled with the cutting magic knife.

Like a demon, swallow the essence of the magic knife.

In conjunction with Cheng Feng's flesh and blood essence also swallowed up.

However, just as the pale sword spirit was about to act, hum!

Instead, a strong suction force came from the chopping magic knife. It pulled the pale sword Qi and rolled it gently, and the pale sword Qi was pulled into the chopping magic knife.

Then... There's no then!

"Blocked, Cheng Feng blocked the sword Qi attack of the withered blood sword!"

"Some bizarre warriors who had been attacked by the sword of blood before the sword, even if they had blocked the sword, would be able to absorb a great deal of life essence and feed Yu Cangfei."

"But for Shangcheng Feng, this special function of withered Blood Sword seems to have lost its effect."

"I don't know if Yu Cang is not merciful, or if Cheng Feng has the method of restraint!"

Seeing the picture of Cheng Feng dissolving the withered Blood Sword attack and killing, the audience's thoughts fluctuated.

Only some experts with old eyes can see some clues.

"The black knife in Cheng Feng's hand seems not simple!"

Yin Canghe, the leader of yin and Yang helm of the evil faction, shrunk his eyes: "the sword Qi of the withered blood sword was swallowed by the black knife. It's really strange."

At the foot of Ju Yue, Yu cangfei's face coagulated.

"Black knife? Some meaning."

Yucangfei's feeling is deeper than anyone.

He stared at the chopping magic knife and said in a low voice: "I'll see if you are strange or my dead Blood Sword is more evil!"

After that, Yu cangfei grabbed the withered Blood Sword and stabbed dozens of swords in succession.

Every sword that Yu cangfei stabbed was pale and strange, like dead faces.

When he stabbed Cheng Feng one after another, the four fields suddenly burst into mournful cries.

The sound of weeping was bitter and bitter. It dug the heart and scratched the lungs, which made people feel cold involuntarily.

A layer of goose bumps suddenly covered the whole body.