Chapter 639: Different

A word from Blood Dark Sky, on the contrary, made everyone in Blood River behind him feel blank.
Hakkaido is long?
Who is that?
When Chen Luoyang created the half-Hokkaido avatar, the blood of the river has already retreated into the sea of ​​blood.
He is the name of the half-Hokkaido person who has not heard of the blood river warriors present.
But Shen Tianzhao heard the words, his eyes suddenly looked: "Is it you who led me into the sea of ​​blood?"
I heard this, and the other blood river warriors were all shocked.
Although it is still unknown, they contacted Blood Dark Sky and Shen Tianzhao to talk about the content, and they made one thing clear.
The blood is dark, and there is a connection with people overseas, and collusion inside and outside, it is possible to plot something.
This is why Shen Tianzhao suddenly entered the sea of ​​blood.
I just wanted to understand this, but I didn't have time to speak. There was already a surging bloodstream in front of me, which swept them into a vast river of blood.
Facing Shen Tianzhao, Xu Xuemiantian didn't turn around, but she was unwilling to take a shot, suddenly broke into trouble, and insidious.
Suddenly Jianguang whistled and caught the other blood river people by surprise. They were blocked in a secret place, running nowhere, and unable to stop it. They were immediately swallowed up, filled with resentment and anger.
Shen Tianzhao looked blankly at Xue Antian's shot, neither stopping nor helping.
After all the remaining Blood River warriors died, Shen Tianzhao only opened his mouth.
"Okay, it's time for both of us."
He said in a calm tone: "How can a half-Hokkaido person not mention first, as for you, I thank you for taking me into the sea of ​​blood. I do n’t care what you do in private, because for me, here, I will cut the blood and pass on the heritage. You and them are the same. "
Blood dark sky smiled and looked at Shen Tianzhao.
滔 Heavy sword light surging around his body turned into boundless blood.
The blood swelled upwards, as if the sky, the vastness and boundlessness, the prestige of the world.
The blood of the crickets sank and turned into a roaring sea of ​​blood.
There is a blood-red Tianhe running across the sky in the middle, and hate is boundless, running through the sky and sea, connecting ancient and modern.
A blood phoenix hovered and danced around the river of blood, sending out a long and heartbreaking cry.
Shen Tianzhao looked at Xuemian Tian and nodded: "In addition to the three major swordsmanships of the Blood River ancestors, you have also established the blood-washed sky that is born from the blood. You are the strongest, but why haven't you seen you in Red Dust before? "
Although admired, Shen Tianzhao's expression was still calm, and his sword became stronger and stronger.
A round of red days stirred up the Quartet, as if it could overwhelm the world, and did not give up the sword of blood dark sky.
"Are you afraid that you are not weaker than the Blood River Old Demon." Shen Tianzhao said coldly, "But what about that?"
Two horrible swordsmen stirred the sea of ​​blood, launched a head-on collision, tit-for-tat.
Compared with Shen Tianzhao, who was full of murderous spirits, the blood river spread across him was rather mild.
The tall and thin young man was always calm and calm, his face still smiling, looking at Shen Tianzhao.
Shen Tianzhao is like a cold swordsman, without any emotion, watching his opponent and getting ready.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly.
"you…………"
In Shen Tianzhao's eyes, it was rare to be somewhat uncertain.
Xun Xuemian smiled.
Striking him, another unique sword is revealed.
Darker, colder, and more ominous than Blood River Sword Art!
Han Sen's cold swordsmanship even frozen the blood in the sea of ​​blood around him.
It looks like a gate to Hades, opening slowly here.
"... Ghost sword, ghost sword?" Shen Tianzhao's eyes flickered, his face was not good, but he did not immediately start.
He Xunhe Chuan will know the ghost sword art, he is not surprised.
After all, the Blood River has been committed to collecting the Nether Sword Art.
But Youjian, Extinct Sword, and Absolute Sword are all fine, except that the Wraith Sword should be an exception.
The veins of Xunxuehe should never have mastered a dungeon sword.
Otherwise, in the original decisive battle, the blood river ancestors may not fall, and the blood river will not escape into the sea of ​​blood and be isolated from the world.
After that, they lived in the sea of ​​seclusion, and it was impossible to collect the sword again.
In particular, Shen Tianzhao carefully observed that the sword of Blood Dark Sky felt a bit like the dark sword that Yan Mingkong had originally learned.
Lu Tianhe also hunted down Yan Mingkong at the time. Shen Tianzhao, who was the first descendant of Tianhe at that time, did not participate in his own hands, but also had a comparative understanding.
Because of this, he is particularly concerned at this moment.
As far as he knows, Yan Mingkong's Hades has always been a mystery, and she has only one talented person.
What happened to the mysterious blood river swordsman in front of me?
Shen Tianzhao's eyes became dark.
This is the first time he has played against the sword.
As a genius of swordsmanship, he is a superb cultivator. At this moment, he has another focus.
The gate of Hafu opened by Jaindong seems to lead to the real Huangquan Hell, to the world belonging to the dead.
He seemed to be seeing the dead Mrs. Dragon beckoning to him.
But for a moment he wasn't sure if it was unreal or real.
The deepest string in the bottom of Shen Tianzhao's heart seemed to be touched.
But he didn't reveal anything at all, instead he became deeper.
"Blood River, there should be no sword." Shen Tianzhao stared at the sky in front of him.
The dark sky formed by Chen Luoyang's incarnation, although he is also full of swords, is always calm: "This is Huang Quan's swordsmanship, which naturally comes from the Huang Quan world."
He smiled: "If my ancestor did not fall, I will serve him as a disciple, but unfortunately, it is a little worse."
"You want to say, you are not a blood-borne person, but a buried in red dust by Huang Quanjie?" Shen Tianzhao sneered.
"You can think whatever you want." The tall and thin young man spread his hand: "What if I'm the Blood River? It's not necessarily my opponent."
Sunda's tone was peaceful, as if he was telling something that was so commonplace that everyone knew the truth.
Shen Tianzhao's emotions have not fluctuated, and she said indifferently, "What are you waiting for, then?"
"Because I have to admit that you are a good hand, and I want to win you is not easy, and you are different from the Blood River old demon, and will be a good helper." Xue An Tian Bu Ji Xu said: "I am not a warlike People have better options, there is no need to do it. "
Shen Tianzhao stunned: "But in my eyes, you are no different from the old blood river demon."
"Wrong." Xuemian Tian raised a finger and shook gently: "I have what he doesn't have."
诸 The swords of the blood rivers around him began to fade away, and the swords of the swords that Mori Han Su killed became more and more prosperous.
"Slaying the blood river, this is your current goal, but after this, what are you going to do?" Xue Antian couldn't wait for Shen Tianzhao to answer, and then continued: "Not to mention that you can't destroy my veins of blood, before you pursue this At the same time as your goal, you rebelled against Tianhe. You had to face Yun several times to clean up the portal, and suffered from the enemy on both sides. Do n’t you prepare something for yourself? "
Between Wu Wusheng and Wu Zun, the heavens are more difficult to pass, and it is even a matter of life and death. I do n’t know how many geniuses have been stumped since ancient times.
I am as shocked as Shen Tianzhao, and I dare not say that I can live.
But if there is more accumulation, the hope will grow.
The mystery of the sorrowful swordsmanship is unparalleled when it comes to swordsmanship.
Shen Tianzhao seems unmoved: "You also said, my goal is the blood river, do you have to take the initiative to pass me the ghost sword?"
"Of course, Yu Gong, the more widespread the Twelve Swords of the Nether is, the better it is, especially for kendo geniuses like you." Xue Antian didn't take it seriously: "Yu privately, I need the same time as you to attack Wu Zun Tian Yao, I need time to clean up the river of blood, I need help, and bring me back to the dust with me. "
"Now you and I can't help anybody anyway, it is better to combine the two benefits, to see who crosses that heaven first, or to compete against each other after Kendo is completed."
The blood murmured darkly, and Shen Tianzhao remained calm.
But he keenly caught the peculiarities in the opponent's wording.
于 公 ...
Who is public for this so-called public and private?
Is the other party intentionally giving him a trick, or is he really different?
Huang Quanjie, the dead world ...
Shen Tianzhao's thoughts fluctuated in her heart, but her expression was unchanged on her face: "Speaking of which, like the ancestors of Blood River, you want me to join Blood River."
Blood dark sky raised a finger again and shook it gently: "It is you who cooperate with me, not you who cooperate with Blood River.
I want to say that the teacher ’s original plan was heavenless. Since there is me, why have you?
It is just that cooperation between you and me is the best for both sides, because our enemies are not just each other. "
Shen Shentian silently said nothing.
The dark sky no longer talked, the two were facing each other far away, their swords collided, and their sharpness continued.
After a long time, Shen Tianzhao finally broke the silence.
"As you said, I work with you, but will not help the blood." He said quietly, "I will not move them now, but I may change my mind at any time."
"Closing." Blood Dark Sky smiled, the condensed blood hydrated into an ice sword, and then threw it to Shen Tianzhao on the spot.
Shen Tianzhao also seems to have no doubt ~ EbookFREE.me ~ pick it up directly, try to figure out the sword.
However, he did not immediately start practicing, but began to think about it, looking for a chance to return to Red Dust and seek Yan Mingkong.
I see the peculiarity of Hades now with my own eyes. What I didn't care about before, now he takes it seriously.
暗 Chen Luoyang's incarnation turned into a dark smile.
Recently, there have been new gains in understanding the Nether Sword Art, but there are new concerns. Let the No. 2 experimenter help herself to understand the depth.
The other party may be thinking of looking for Yan Mingkong.
Ah…………
I can only find ghosts.
Each of them had their own thoughts and shuttled in the sea of ​​blood.
的 The battle here continues.
Laoxuehe old demon is rampant.
Suddenly, there was a strong horizontal sword light coming out of the air, blocking the blood river old demon for everyone.
I was astonished at the enemy and us.
Because of the dark sky that appeared before them at this moment, he reached the 18th level of the martial arts peak, and was extremely powerful.
Laoxuehe old monster was in doubt, and was preparing to revive the situation, when the blood dark sky calmly wiped the blade.
"Do it."
The uncle's voice did not fall, the blood red rose, and Shen Tianzhao appeared expressionlessly behind the blood river old demon.
所有人 Everyone at the scene, all eyes widened instantly.