C579 Using Blood as a Sacrifice to the Sword

The arena was filled with two colors and auras, one white and one black. One represented light and the other represented darkness. It was as if the two were natural enemies, fated opponents.

The black sun blended with the day, one above and one below.

Two days of competition, neither giving in to the other!

Lan Shui's face was ferocious. His eyes seemed to be able to kill. In fact, if looks could kill, Jian Ao would have been killed countless times. He really wanted to kill Jian Ao to avenge his previous hatred.

In contrast, Jian Ao's face was calm as usual.

However, there was a lingering doubt and puzzlement between Jian Ao's brows. He instinctively felt that something was wrong with the other party. Of course. . . It wasn't that Lan Shui was wrong, it was that something was wrong with the cultivation technique he was cultivating. It was as if he was born with rejection and disgust. Although he wanted to kill Lan Shui, But not to the extent of disgust and repulsion. The important thing was that the cultivation technique gave him an evil and devilish aura, as if it didn't belong to this world.

Since he couldn't understand it, Jian Ao decided not to think about it anymore. Focus on fighting was the most important thing. Look, his face was ferocious. If he didn't focus, he might accidentally get rid of him. What should he do? There is no medicine for regret in this world!

Bang!

When Jian Ao and Lan Shui each had their own ulterior motives, a loud thunder-like sound suddenly rang out. It was as if those two days had been arranged. They exploded at the same time, and a huge storm swept out, instantly filling the entire arena.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

As the people involved in the battle, Jian Ao and Lan Shui naturally suffered a huge impact. Both of them could not help but retreat, but. . . Jian Ao was a little better. After all. . . His body was comparable to the body of a Fifth Rank Demonic Beast. No matter how strong the impact was, could it tear the Fifth Rank Demonic Beast apart? The answer was obviously impossible. However, Lan Shui's face flushed red. He had forcefully endured the impact.

"So strong!" Looking at the expert guarding the stage who hurriedly attacked, the audience below the stage felt their hearts palpitate. Even if there was an expert who took action, that storm of impact still shook the protective barrier until it trembled. It was shaky and shaky, and it was very likely that it would shatter.

Even though they were so far away, they were still able to sense that might. Moreover, it was the aftershock. If they were in the middle region, wouldn't they be directly shaken to death?

Such a powerful strength actually appeared on the bodies of two young men. It was too inconceivable. At the same time, they also sighed with emotion. There were geniuses appearing in every generation, and each generation was stronger than the previous!

With such a powerful new disciple, how could the Heavenly Sword Sect not be happy!

These core disciples were very supportive of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If it wasn't for the Heavenly Sword Sect, they wouldn't be as strong as they were now. After all, none of them were ungrateful people. There was still a kind and beautiful existence in the world. They all hoped that the Heavenly Sword Sect would become stronger. This way, they would be able to gain face and get more resources.

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"Feng Piaoyu, it seems like your position is very likely to be lost!" Han Shiyun, who was resting under the stage, suddenly said. Looking at White Clouthed Young Man who was on the stage, his eyes slightly narrowed. This was the Jian Ao who had made a name for himself in Blood Sword Pond and had inherited the Slaughter Sword Intent? He did have some ability!

The one sitting next to him was. . . Her beautiful eyes were also placed on the arena. There was a solemn look in her eyes as she heard Han Shiyun's voice. She smiled. "I don't need you to worry about me anymore! Whether you can keep your position or not, let's see what you can do!"

Feng Piaoyu's voice carried a hint of provocation. At the same time, her eyes also had the same look. There was a hint of resentment, like a little girl who could not confess.

"In my opinion, it's better for Fuyun Swordsman to keep his position first. The Martial Dao Tea Party only happens once every three years, and this is a rare opportunity. He can openly go out and meet the monstrous geniuses outside! " Feng Piaoyu said," If it wasn't for those pedantic old fellows in the sect setting such a complicated rule, I, Feng Piaoyu, will definitely challenge you first and ruthlessly trample you under my feet!"

Han Shiyun did not care at all. Regarding her attitude, it was already common for him to see it. It was not strange at all. "Feng Piaoyu, what I said is true! If you fight with him later, you must be careful, careful, and even more careful!" His words were filled with worry and concern.

Although he didn't know what trump cards the two of them had, he knew that White Clouthed Young Man and Jian Ao had a powerful trump card like the 'sword intent'.

Feng Piaoyu smiled tactfully and pointed at the two people on the stage. "Don't worry. With their current strength, they can't threaten me! To be honest, What's the use of me, a female, joining the Martial Dao Tea Party! However, what I really care about is defeating you. You have to know, once you lose. . . Marry me. " Without any explanation, he said, "Don't worry, I will fight you until the end!" His words were filled with confidence.

Han Shiyun smiled and did not say anything. It would be difficult to defeat them.

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Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom!

Bang!

Ever since the two days of annihilation, Jian Ao and Lan Shui had tangled together and chose to engage in close combat. The intense sound of footsteps and the intense sound of weapons clashing rose and fell. A strong wind storm constantly appeared.

The entire arena was their battlefield. They fought from the right side to the left side, from the top to the bottom.

At this moment, they were the most dazzling people.

Naturally, Jian Ao was the one who pulled them into the melee. Ever since he wanted to kill Lan Shui, Jian Ao had never intended to talk about rules and principles with him. If rules and principles were to be followed, then so be it. If they were not to be punctual, then he would put them aside for now. We need to be able to keep up with the times and not keep to ourselves. Only then can we make progress.

Only in close combat can we fully display our advantages. Only then can we make up for the difference in cultivation between the two parties. Only then will it be fair?

Boom!

Jian Ao took advantage of the moment when Lan Shui was unprepared and slashed his sword at Lan Shui's back. In an instant, a sword mark was left behind. It wasn't deep, but it was still deep into the bones. At least, that was what Jian Ao thought.

Lan Shui touched his back, which was in pain. He reached his hand back. It was full of blood. The blood covered his hands. It was a pair of hands with blood!

His face became even more ferocious. This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury this year! In the past, even when he was cultivating, his injuries were not as serious as this.

He had once again lost to Jian Ao, and once again!

"You are courting death!" Lan Shui shouted at the top of his voice. He was like a hungry wolf, extremely savage.

Jian Ao drew the Cool Breeze Sword and pointed the tip of his sword to the ground. He responded coldly: "You are courting death! I am courting death! What can you do to me? If you're unhappy, you can come over and bite me? But usually, if you bite my dog, I will kill it! Take the blood sacrifice sword!"