Dandyism Sword Sovereign/C339 Blood Demon Sword Ao
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C339 Blood Demon Sword Ao

When Jian Ao saw the Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors surrounding Lin Yong start moving, he didn't hesitate and started moving as well.

The cultivation technique changed from the Great Sun Incinerating Heaven Scroll to Kill Gathering Spell. In an instant, a terrifying killing intent reverberated in his mind. However, the Yin Calming Dark Water Bead that he had obtained from the Profound Water Cave, which was guarding his mind, unleashed a vast and mighty force. It was like layers of waves, each wave stronger than the last, one after another.

Under this mighty force, the killing intent of the Blood Wolf, which was originally like a tusk, was instantly concealed. It was like a deflated ball, and it had no strength to resist at all.

The Yin Calming Profound Water Pearl had surpassed the high-grade Treasure Artifact, and even the supreme-grade Treasure Artifact. It had an inexplicable power, and was a world of its own. It had customized this killing intent. Jian Ao was surprised, but he was also calm. Before this, Xuan Yuan had said that the Yin Calming Dark Water Pearl could suppress the killing intent in his mind.

Although the killing intent was restrained, it didn't mean that Jian Ao wouldn't be able to display the terrifying power of the Kill Gathering Spell. The reason why he restrained it was because he didn't want to be invaded by the killing intent and become a human killing machine.

The Kill Gathering Spell was supposed to exist now.

A mass of blood mist condensed in front of Jian Ao, completely enveloping his body. A faint killing intent was emitted from it, scaring everyone present. Looking from afar, Jian Ao looked like a blood demon that he had encountered in a cave in the Blood Sword Pond. The only difference was that Jian Ao still had his own will, but there were no blood demons.

He held the seven foot long Cool Breeze Sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was leaning against the ground. As it slid, cracking sounds could be heard. This sound was like the footsteps of a god of death, calm but also filled with a strange feeling.

Blood Devil Jian Ao. One man and one sword stood in front of hundreds of Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face as he said, "Don't go anywhere. Just stay here obediently. "

They came out. Needless to say, they knew why they came out. They wanted to deal with Xuan Yue and the other two. With their current situation, they could deal with intermediate swordsmen, but if hundreds of Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors joined them, the situation would change instantly. The balance they had created would become weak.

Jian Ao did not want to see that.

Therefore, Jian Ao attacked!

The hundreds of Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors, Lan Xin, frowned as they saw the dense blood mist in front of him. When they looked over, they felt as if they were being swallowed. It looked like a bloody tiger's mouth that had bared its fangs, and it could eat people without spitting out their skin.

They looked at Lin Yong with inquiring expressions. Logically speaking, they were servants, and he was the master. In the past, the battles were between servants and servants. There had never been a time when a master fought against a servant.

Lin Yong turned the ring on his little finger, and a faint trace of doubt and fear appeared in his eyes.

Instinct told him that Jian Ao was very strong. Even some of the Late Period of Great Sword Master Stage and peak experts in the Yamaguchi-gumi Group didn't give him such a feeling.

Strangely, although his opponent was only a Third Level of Sword Master Stage, the feeling was very real.

That trace of fear came from here.

Furthermore, the change in his aura was completely different from before. It was like a completely different person. This was also one of Lin Yong's doubts. Normally, no matter how one's aura changed, the essence of the person would not differ much. However, this White Clouthed Young Man in front of him had broken this rule. The change in his aura was too terrifying.

Even with his cultivation base, when he looked at it, he could feel his heart beating faster.

Lin Yong thought for a while and nodded. White Clouthed Young Man and Jian Ao were like an ocean, they couldn't see the depth of White Clouthed Young Man's cultivation base. Perhaps, they could find out the bottom of White Clouthed Young Man's cultivation base.

After getting Lin Yong's permission, the group of Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors revealed cruel and bloodthirsty smiles.

To be honest, they had been unhappy with Jian Ao for a long time. To be frank, It would be fine if he insulted the Yamaguchi-gumi Group once. He could tolerate it two times, but it was only three times. Furthermore, he had done it more than three times. It was simply. . . It was as if the face of the Yamaguchi-gumi Group was being pulled down from his face. He had been thrown onto the ground and trampled on wantonly!

A man can be killed, but not humiliated!

This is a red. . . An undisguised humiliation!

"Kid, no matter what background you have, or how powerful the forces behind you are, Hehe, in this Chaotic Wind City, you will be a dragon that has its territory, a tiger that has its territory!"

"A strong dragon can't suppress a local snake. Obviously, you don't understand! You know your arrogance, pay the price!"

" Haha! Right now, you have to pay the price, and that is death! "

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. . .

. . .

The members of Yamaguchi-gumi revealed a cold smile as they chewed a few times before charging over with their swords in hand.

"Die? The ones who should die should be you!"

Compared to the members of Yamaguchi-gumi Group, Jian Ao's smile was much fainter. However, the coldness in his smile was even more intense, like the coldness of a snowy mountain.

Jian Ao had been suppressing the anger in his heart for a long time. This was the first time he had been forced to do so. It was fine if he was forced out of the Wind Cloud Country, but the second time, he was forced to do so. He was forced out of the Wind Mist City.

Both times, I was forced to escape. If it was anyone else, they would have already jumped off a building and killed themselves. Luckily, Jian Ao had a strong will, so he resisted the urge to commit suicide. However, his anger had accumulated bit by bit.

If he had anger, it would be bad to hold it in. He had to find a place to release it. To Jian Ao, the best way to release it was to kill.

Unfortunately, Jian Ao was not a bloodthirsty person. There was no place in the Wind Mist Country that was suitable for him. However, the Chaotic Wind City was fine because the five countries of the Wind Domain and the ten sects of the Wind Domain didn't care about this place. It could be said that this place was abandoned by the Wind Domain.

Here, there was only one thing that mattered: strength!

The stronger one was, the more nobody would say anything even if they killed all the people in the city, because at that time, there was no one in the city anymore.

When Jian Ao first came here, he understood the Chaotic Wind City and knew that this place was very suitable for him. I like to talk about strength, background, and killing!

To Jian Ao, this place was like heaven, a heaven that was deliberately created for him. In this place, he could freely use the Kill Gathering Spell to kill people, absorb their blood, transform it into his own body, and become himself.

Jian Ao's eyes swept across the scene. He looked at the hundreds of Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors who were rushing towards him, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. That was his previous action of killing.

"Bang!"

He took a step forward and his body shot forward. He did not use any movement technique. Instead, he relied solely on the explosive strength of his physical body. However, his speed was not any slower than an ordinary master swordsman.

Jian Ao's physical strength had already reached the level of quasi-Fifth Rank Demonic Beast. It was incomparably tough. Even if a Treasure Artifact stabbed into his body, it would only leave a trace of white marks. In addition to his strength, the strength of his entire body. . . Each strike weighed 100,000 jins. As he ran. . . The wind generated from the friction with the air was extremely powerful. With the help of this wind, the speed of their running became extremely fast.

"What a powerful physical body!" Lin Yong was able to see through his doubt with a single glance. He was secretly shocked in his heart.

In terms of physical strength, Jian Ao was definitely the strongest existence that he had ever seen. Even the top ten mountain pass of the Chaotic Ranking might not have such an ability.

"My physical body is indeed powerful, but I wonder if it can withstand my Sunflower Silver Needle!"

Lin Yong played with the silver needles in his hand. They were the lethal weapons that killed his father.

As Jian Ao rushed forward, the sword in his hand was raised. It could be said that it was as fast as lightning, but it was also as fierce as lightning. With a light thrust from Jian Ao, he suddenly realized that the three Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors who were still a few steps away from him suddenly stopped. It wasn't that they didn't want to move. It was because they couldn't move.

Lowering their heads, they saw a blood-red long sword thrust out from their heart. They could feel that this sword had cut off all their life force.

One sword, three people!

Weng!

Absorb!

At an almost imperceptible moment, the Demonic Cool Breeze Sword that had stabbed into their hearts. . . As if it was a human's greed, it trembled slightly. That was excitement, and then. . . A suction force was produced. If there were powerhouses who could use their souls to look inside their bodies, they would be surprised to find that. . . The blood all over their bodies seemed to be attracted by a huge suction force, like a river flowing into the sea. It gathered towards a certain place.

The gathering place was none other than the Cool Breeze Sword that had stabbed into their bodies and shattered their hearts.

At this moment, Jian Ao was circulating the Kill Gathering Spell, which looked like an evil cultivation technique in the outside world. By circulating this cultivation technique, he could convert the blood of all the people he killed into true qi and merge it into his own body, increasing his own strength.

The stronger the person who was killed, the thicker the blood would be, and the more benefits Jian Ao would receive. If he killed a peak Sword Sect Peerless Expert, Jian Ao's cultivation would probably rise to the Sword King.

This was the terror of the Kill Gathering Spell!

The blood that had gathered on the Cool Breeze Sword followed the blade of the sword. In a blink of an eye, it had entered Jian Ao's body in less than a few seconds. Jian Ao was used to this and his expression did not change. He immediately circulated the Qi Method and saw that the blood was continuously boiling and evaporating. Strands of grey Qi drifted upwards. Those were the impurities within the blood.

The cultivation technique's incantation was circulating at a high speed. The effect of removing the impurities was becoming more and more obvious. It had already turned into pure blood. As the cultivation technique circulated, it also began to revolve at high speed. In an instant, the blood turned into blood red Zhen Qi. It circulated in his Jing and Mai one after another, for a total of nine cycles. It was the most evil when it entered the Dantian. Like a blood red gastric, the killing cyclone strengthened the latter.

"Comfortable!"

Jian Ao could feel that his cultivation base had increased a little.

It was still the fastest way to improve his cultivation base through killing!

His eyes were blood-red, like a wolf that lived in the forest late at night, reflecting a light that could devour people. It frightened the Late Period of Sword Master Stage warriors, causing their hearts to tremble.

What a terrifying gaze. It was as if even their souls would be sucked away by it.

It was not an exaggeration to call him a devil! And that was because that horrifying blood mist on his body was definitely a blood demon.

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