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Chapter 1070 Reappearance of the Blood Blade

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    Just as the black-robed woman finally appeared as a silver wolf demon, Han Li, the young man surnamed Xu, Gui Ling and four other people slowly surrounded a figure with a faint red light all over his body.

    All four of them stared at this man, with very bad expressions on their faces.

    But the silver-winged Yasha and the lion and beast watched the scene from a distance, as if they would not interfere.

    "Fellow Taoists, what do you mean by this? Why are you surrounding Zheng? I have never offended any of you!"

    The figure in the red light is an old man who seems to be in his fifties, with an amiable appearance, but his eyes are rolling around at this moment, but it is the scattered real person!

    "Since your Excellency teleported it in, why did you hide it secretly. If it's not a ulterior motive, it is another plan." The young man surnamed Xu said expressionlessly.

    "Fellow Daoist is really joking. I came in rashly. Seeing so many masters standing in front of me, friends and foes are not separated. Of course, I should be careful." Sisan Zhenren kept complaining.

    "Really? Then I hid beside my concubine? Fellow Daoist's evasion technique is really amazing. If it weren't for the five-color aura of the consonant peacock that happened to sweep there, I am afraid that I would not know anything about it." Lin Yinping raised her eyebrows.  Pick, his face is not very good-looking.

    "The fairy misunderstood, it was"

    Sisan Daoist wanted to explain something with a smile on his face, but at this moment, Han Li said coldly:

    "Before entering the Demon Suppressing Tower, you used your treasures to assassinate me, right? You fled very quickly at the time, but I saw a little from the back. And even though the blood blade was sealed, the fierce blood,  It is still faintly leaking from your body. Along the way, the blood blade probably swallowed many Nascent Soul monks. I have never met any of the monks who entered with you when I came all the way. Their fate,  hey-hey¡­¡­"

    When the young man surnamed Xu and Lin Yinping heard this, their hearts shivered.

    The real person Sisan's smile froze for a moment, but he immediately shook his head like a rattle, and denied it:

    "Fellow Daoist Han, don't be joking. What bloody evil spirit? Zheng is just a casual cultivator. There is no such thing as killing a treasure of the same level against the sky. If there is no evidence, Fellow Daoist can't be wronged indiscriminately."

    "Evidence? It's ridiculous. If it's not that person, you're going to die!" Han Li's face flashed coldly, and after he sternly shouted, a small golden sword about an inch in size spewed out from his mouth, turning into a golden light and slashing fiercely.  Scatter real people in all directions.

    The young man surnamed Xu and Lin Yinping glanced at each other, but they didn't intend to block it.

    The real person Sisan was startled, and he kept saying "begging for mercy" and "misunderstanding" in his mouth, but he shook his sleeve and released a blue flying sword to block Han Li's attack.

    Immediately, the two flying swords intertwined and wrestled together, the air flashed and exploded continuously.

    Seeing this, Han Li sneered.

    When the two hands made a tactic, the green bamboo bee cloud sword immediately rose with golden light, and after the blue flying sword wailed, it was cut into two pieces by a flash of golden light, and fell from the air like scrap copper and rotten iron.

    Surprised, Immortal Sisan raised his hand again helplessly, and then sacrificed a green copper shield, but it was also chopped into several pieces, unable to resist Han Li's sword light at all.

    This scene made the young man surnamed Xu twitch.

    After all, Geng Jing, a rare material in the world, is not mixed into every flying sword.  Han Li's flying sword was sharp, which made the Great Immortal Master very vigilant.

    The golden flying sword fell towards the heads of the scattered real people.

    The expressions of the scattered real people flashed several times, and suddenly there was a flash of white light on their feet, and the people turned into a white shadow and flew away to one side.  But there was a flash of black and white inspiration in front of him, but Gui Ling stood in front of him blankly, and the scattered real people were startled, so he could only twist his body and escape in another direction again.

    However, the calm footsteps of the young man surnamed Xu also blocked his way strangely, so that the scattered real people had to stop for a while.

    Just for a moment of delay, the golden light had already reached the top of his head, and after a buzzing sound, it turned into pieces of sword shadows and directly covered it.

    Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a trace of fierceness finally appeared on his face, and his sleeves shook suddenly, and a smear of blood rushed out.

    With a sound of "bang", the golden sword shadow immediately dispersed and then returned to normal. The chi-long golden sword flew upside down for several feet, but the bloody light flickered and turned into more than a dozen blood lights, chasing after it.

    A series of slashing sounds followed, and the golden sword was instantly submerged in blood light. The thick bloody aura made everyone and demons in this space frown.

    They are not ordinary monks, so they can naturally feel the horror of this blood.

    However, Han Li squinted his eyes and watched what happened in the air, his expression remained motionless, as if the one being attacked in the air was not his talisman.

    The young man surnamed Xu saw Han Li?I can let it go with a cold snort.

    Since the scattered real people on the side had agreed to join forces, they had been smiling all the time. Seeing that Han Li seemed to be at odds with the young people surnamed Xu, a trace of coldness flashed quietly in their pupils.

    Just at this moment, his face suddenly changed slightly, and then he returned to normal, and then slowly lowered his head, so that people could not see his face clearly, as if he was in deep thought.

    But in fact, the lips of the scattered real people kept moving slightly, and they were secretly communicating with someone present.

    After a while, he raised his head again, and this person's face was full of smiles again.  It's just that no one noticed that on the back of his outstretched hand, dense white hairs of several inches appeared on the back of his hand, each one as hard as a needle.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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