C275 The Blood Demon Sword Was Proud He Fought the Nine Master Swordsmen Alone!

Boom!

The spiritual qi in the world was boiling like boiling water. It started to churn violently. The endless brilliant martial arts skills shot out from the hundreds of master swordsmen. They were like tigers roaring. The sounds were deafening. They were like lightning flashing and crackling. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be scared out of their wits. However, these martial skills were aimed at Jian Ao.

A huge and vast pressure, as thick as a mountain, spread out in all directions. Layer upon layer, it continuously pressed down on Jian Ao.

Ever since Jian Ao crossed the boundary, they had already attacked with hatred. They actually treated them like grinding stones to help him break through. This was no different from not putting them in their eyes. How could this not anger them!

Jian Ao looked at the air that had exploded, and countless air currents rushed out, condensing into a monstrous martial skill. He smiled and shook his head, "Before I broke through, your martial skills were never in my eyes. But now, I have broken through. Do you still think I am more worthy of your attention?"

After a slight pause, he continued, "I have already given it to you, but you don't know how to cherish it. Instead, you attacked me. If you don't offend me, I won't offend you. If you offend me, I'll return it a hundredfold! So - - Kill!"

His figure flashed, and with a step, he had already shuttled out.

Jian Ao was in a good mood when he broke through. He had planned to let them go, but they didn't appreciate it at all. They even drew their swords and faced each other. This made Jian Ao feel pity for them. They disappeared in an instant. Instantly, killing intent surged in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't give them a chance, but that they didn't know how to cherish the opportunity that flowed between their fingers!

"Flowing Cloud Illusionary Step!"

Jian Ao's figure shot out violently. Countless afterimages flickered, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, drifting erratically. It was as if he could see the tiny gap between the martial techniques and martial techniques. He could only see the numerous martial techniques slashing or slashing past his body. After a long time, those martial techniques did not even touch Jian Ao's clothes.

It was like a lone boat being splashed by a roaring sea. Layers of waves stirred up the nine heavens, surging and vast as they slammed down. It seemed dangerous, but in reality, the lone boat was not blocked by the sea.

He could do whatever he wanted, but I would ride the lone boat!

This was Jian Ao's current depiction!

Rumble!

The martial skill missed and fell to the ground. It broke down, and cracks appeared. Jian Ao had already arrived in front of the swordsmen.

"Die!"

Jian Ao smiled devilishly.

The Demonic Cool Breeze Sword was raised in an instant, and a sword light descended from the sky like a fairy from the heavens. It was as if it was ethereal and illusory, and it suddenly slashed down!

Sizzle sizzle!

A swordsman was instantly cut in half by the sword. Most of his blood, especially the most essential part of the Blood Essence, was absorbed by the Demonic Cool Breeze Sword. Then, through the treasured sword, it was transmitted back to Jian Ao to strengthen his cultivation.

The most powerful technique of the Kill Gathering Spell was at the Heaven-rank. It had endless power and wonderful meaning. Anyone who was killed by this skill, regardless of whether it was with a fist or a sword, would be killed. The blood of the dead would be drawn by the technique and automatically poured into his body. Of course, There were loopholes even in heaven and earth. Furthermore, it was just a mere cultivation technique. When it was killed. . . A small portion of the blood still flowed out, while the blood that had left his body. . . It was unable to be absorbed!

Jian Ao's sword pierced through the sky and cut the man in half. After killing the man, blood spurted out and splashed onto Jian Ao's white clothes. More blood dripped onto the ground, dyeing the ground red.

"Kill!"

The sword was raised again and pierced through the sky and earth. A swordsman who was close to Jian Ao was killed again.

"How dare you!"

"Son of a b * tch!"

"I'm going to kill you! "

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The death of their brothers did not cause fear in their companions. Instead, it aroused the hatred and hostility in their hearts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Take revenge for our dead brothers!"

"Right! Revenge! Kill!"

"Roar! Kill!"

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The powerful declaration made people's blood boil. The power of the hundreds of swordsmen was even more powerful.

"Humph! Intensive hostility, hatred, and increasing strength? So what? To me, all of you are ants, while ants are forever ants! " Jian Ao said coldly.

"Sword of Ocean Clarity!"

A vast amount of natural spiritual energy was channeled by him. It was like the roaring waves of the ocean. Above the sea, it was even more so. There was a tornado spiraling around, adding fuel to the fire, and it was even more powerful.

"Boom!"

Endless waves rolled, and the tornado assisted. With a flip and a flip, the swordsmen were sent flying like kites with broken strings, causing the earth to tremble.

"Tap!"

After sending all the swordsmen flying, Jian Ao's figure became blurry like a ghost. Even the master swordsmen could not lock onto his position.

Suddenly, a sword light lit up and followed him. And ten big heads. . . The sword light was dazzling, and the heads were terrifying!

One sword cut down ten people!

One person and one sword killed over a hundred people!

One man and one sword swept across the Imperial Residence! Roar!

This was an unfair battle, a one-sided slaughter. Jian Ao held the Demonic Cool Breeze Sword in his hand, and with a wave and a splash, blood flowed for thousands of li. He was like a god of slaughter, wielding killing intent.

Boom! Boom!

Bang! Bang!

Killing one person in ten steps, leaving no room for escape!

In Jian Ao's eyes, there was only killing. If he killed again, he would still kill! He felt his blood boiling and his mind rolling. There was only one thought in his mind. That was killing! Endless slaughter! Killing without fear! Killing with extreme madness!

His pupils turned blood red. Wave after wave of soul-stirring ripples rippled like pools of water in his eyes. His entire being seemed to be intoxicated, as if he were in a dream.

"Haha! It feels so good to kill someone!" Jian Ao suddenly threw his head back and let out a long roar. His voice was extremely terrifying.

"Wherever the sword passes, blood will flow for thousands of miles. One man and one sword, kill the heavens and earth! Kill!" Boundless killing intent surged out from Jian Ao's body, causing countless people to feel fear and terror.

They looked at Jian Ao with eyes filled with fear. In their eyes, Jian Ao was not a human at all. He was a god and devil, a monstrous blood demon, a god that killed the soul.

"Hmm?" Lang Xie's expression changed. He felt that something was wrong with Jian Ao, as if he had been possessed by a devil.

Compared to Lang Xie's confusion, the thirty master swordsmen were furious.

What was this? A one-sided massacre! Furthermore, it was the guards of Lang Xie's mansion who were slaughtered. In other words, it was a massacre of First Prince's face!

"Bastard!"

"Stop right now!!"

"Quickly stop, or else we'll make you die without a burial ground!"

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The master swordsmen kept roaring.

"Boom!" While Lang Xie was not paying attention, one of the master swordsmen broke through the former's defense and rushed towards Jian Ao.

"Stop!"

As he shouted, a huge sword light slashed out instantly. It pierced through the void and revealed an endless amount of power, directly splitting the earth.

As for Mafoo Sword General's side, because there were too many of them, and because he hadn't used his full strength yet, it was also because there were too many of them. There were also eight master swordsmen who broke through the encirclement, and all of them shot out eight huge sword lights towards Jian Ao.

The nine master swordsmen broke through the encirclement and rushed towards Jian Ao!

Nine huge sword lights passed through the space, cracked the ground, and slashed at Jian Ao!

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Kill! Kill!

Jian Ao raised his hand and his sword light soared into the sky. After a while, another 50 swordsmen died under his sword.

That terrifying killing intent condensed into a layer of blood fog and covered Jian Ao. It added a lot of frightening Qi to him. From afar, he looked like a blood demon with monstrous devil energy at the bottom of Blood Sword Pond.

At this moment, Jian Ao was standing in front of the blood demon. There's only one thought in my mind, That was to fight, that was to kill! Kill him for a hundred lifetimes, kill him, turn all living things upside down, kill him!

All of a sudden, Jian Ao's body trembled. He could only feel a strong sense of danger lingering around him. The moment he turned his head, he saw nine huge sword beams piercing through the sky.

"Kill!"

Seeing the nine sword lights approaching, Jian Ao didn't show any signs of fear. Instead, he became even more excited and wanted to give it a try!

He could feel the powerful Qi and blood of the nine people who attacked. It was what he needed!

"Break!"

The Demonic Cool Breeze Sword revolved and spun. In an instant, nine sword lights were similarly ignited.

Although his consciousness had already been occupied by that enormous killing intent, he still had an instinct. He knew what he could do and what he could not do.

"Bang!"

Eighteen sword lights collided. A terrifying wave of air spread out with him as the center. The remaining swordsmen shook and were sent flying.

As for Jian Ao, the nine master swordsmen were very powerful. Even Jian Ao, who had broken through, could not defend against them. After a short pause, he was sent flying.

"I will kill you when you are sick!"

The battlefield was changing rapidly. Since they had drawn their swords and were fighting to the death, there was no need to show mercy. First Prince, Lang Tian, had ordered Jian Ao to die.

According to Lang Tian's guess, the reason why he was defeated that day was most likely because of the existence of Jian Ao.

Lang Tian was indeed worthy of being called Feng Lan First Prince. He was decisive in killing. He would rather betray the people of the world than betray them. He had given the order to kill Jian Ao. He only sent people to capture Xuan Ming and Ning Ming when the matter in the north of the city was about to come to an end.

Seeing Jian Ao being sent flying, the nine master swordsmen looked at each other and then pressed forward.

Jian Ao got up from the ruins. There was no fear in his eyes. Instead, his eyes became brighter and his pupils became more demonic.

As long as he killed them, he would be able to plunder their powerful Qi and blood to make up for his injuries.

"Roar!"

Jian Ao let out a furious roar. He took a step forward and unleashed the Wind Chasing Step. A river of sword energy that was condensed from Zhen Qi shot out from his body. It went from the west to the east and swept across.

"How dare a puny Sword Master Stage be so arrogant!" One of the Late Period of Great Sword Master Stage said with a hideous grin on his face. "You deserve to die for killing hundreds of people in my mansion. Use your life to pay for it!"

"You want my life? Hehe!" Jian Ao sneered and said, "Perfect, I want your lives too!"

While laughing wildly, Jian Ao's figure had already shot out. His speed had already surpassed the eyesight of the nine master swordsmen.

In an instant, the ten of them were entangled together.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang ~ ～～～～”

The sword shadows overlapped with each other. The collision of the terrifying sword lights and the aftershock from the collision had cut the ground into pieces. The swordsmen felt their scalps go numb when they saw the sword lights. The sword lights that leaked out were enough to kill them.

They looked at Jian Ao, who was fighting crazily with the nine swordsmen. They were speechless. They were all swordsmen. How could there be such a huge gap between them?

Fighting the nine swordsmen alone, even if they were all at the middle stage, they could not be called swordsmen! They seemed to realize that White Clouthed Young Man seemed to be invincible in the same realm. He was like a supreme being who had reached the Sword Master Stage.

"Roar! Roar!"

When fighting with the nine master swordsmen, even though Jian Ao was talented, he did not reach such a heaven defying level. However, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he became more and more brave as he fought.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Kill! Kill, kill, kill!

Crazy battles, crazy killing!

Bang!

The red cyclone in Jian Ao's dantian started spinning crazily. Horrifying blood Qi filled the air, and the blood mist on his body became even more intense. At a glance, it was breathtaking!

It was as if a blood demon had been reborn, and its blood energy was overflowing into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth!

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"Blood Demon Jian Ao! Fight the nine master swordsmen alone!" Watching the battle between the nine master swordsmen, Even though Jian Ao was being suppressed, he was getting more and more brave as he fought. Lang Xie felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Was this still a swordsman? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even a Late Period of Great Sword Master Stage wouldn't be this strong!

Those were nine great blademasters! They weren't swordsmen! He was a master swordsman! Although there was only a single word of difference, However, the strength of the two was like heaven and earth, totally incomparable to each other.

But even such nine master swordsmen were entangled by a Second Level of Sword Master Stage! This was definitely a miracle in the Sword Master Stage!

Lang Xie took a deep breath and said to himself, "He is indeed abnormal! He was just as abnormal as his master. No, his master wins in terms of medicinal pills, while he wins in terms of martial arts!"