Chapter 498: Blood Spirit

Naturally, Chen Xinglie would not let this person off in good faith.
This should have been a dead person, and now it is not too late to die.
The demon spirit fell, and everyone around him was treated as if he hadn't seen it. It seemed that what Chen Xinglie had dealt with was a piece of air.
Although they didn't show it on their faces, only they knew what they thought.
But obviously, it will not be too calm.
Just relying on the release of sword energy, you can directly kill a land who is not too weak.
How many people in this world can do it?
Besides, even if someone can do it, who knows how much sword energy Chen Xinglie used just now?
Maybe half, maybe 30%, maybe less than 10%.
At this moment, some talented people walked out of the surprise brought to them by Lian Xianchi.
Although Immortal Refining Pond is good, you still have to live to enjoy it.
If you die here today, what if the Immortal Refining Pond can make people soar in the day?
But at this moment, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
Chen Xinglie responded.
At the place where the Golden Winged Roc Bird’s Demon Mind had fallen, a light blue and white streamer appeared impressively, carrying an extremely pure energy, just a little bit away, it made people feel relaxed and happy. .
"This...this is a drop of Lian Xianchi water!"
As soon as this remark came out, one stone stirred up waves.
In an instant, several palms came in and wanted to take it away directly.
These shots are all people who are extremely confident in themselves, but the madness in their eyes means that their state at the moment is crazy.
There is no reason at all.
This is the charm of Lian Xianchi.
Every time the Immortal Refining Pool appears, it represents not only the hope and vitality of the martial arts, but also the boundless killing and blood.
The Immortal Refining Pool is just this big, and the number of people it can accommodate is limited, and it is impossible to cover everything.
So there is contention, there is killing.
It is conceivable that after the news that the Immortal Refining Pool is about to appear, countless lives will disappear somewhere on the border between Northern Xinjiang and the Yaozu.
Forever turned into a scratch of loess.
But at this moment, the Barbarian King, who had been standing behind Chen Xinglie and not moving, shot.
He drew a long spear and stabbed it out.
Where the gun head passed, the void made a rustling sound, which was the sound of breaking through the sky left by extreme speed.
In the next moment, dozens of palms were pierced by spears. These people had no power to fight back against the Barbarian King.
At this moment they were injured by the Barbarian King, and the people who had lost their minds suddenly roared, wanting to attack the Barbarian King.
But where will the latter give them this opportunity?
The aura of the land immortal peak powerhouse burst out without concealment, oppressing the few people who shot.
At the moment when they were exposed to this horrible atmosphere, many people's eyes were a little dazed, and then they recovered.
After they remembered everything that happened before, their faces changed drastically!
They... actually attacked the Barbarian King?
It's really a long life.
Although the Barbarian King is only a symbol in the Barbarian Clan, he is also the strongest person on the surface after all, a person who stands at the top of this world.
Maybe his real strength is not as good as Shang Qingkong or that Demon Emperor, but apart from a few people, no one is qualified to question the strength of Barbarian King.
Regardless of his identity, he is the best in the world.
Fortunately, King Barb didn't want to kill him in front of Chen Xinglie. Even after seeing those people recovered, he directly knocked out the strong wind and shot those people into serious injuries.
Xuan even received the pressure.
He has a sense of measure. It can not only hurt him but not recover for a while, but also not hurt his life. This is the experience of many years.
Chen Xinglie was satisfied. He knew that the Man King did all this to him, but no matter what, he was very useful.
Looking at the eager gazes around him, Chen Xinglie admired that the attractiveness of the Immortal Pond Water was not small even in the upper realm, and it was even considered a top treasure.
It's just that the other person in front of him is destined not to take it away, it can only be his.
With that said, Chen Xinglie used the object control technique, and the light blue streamer shot directly towards him.
But at this moment, the abnormal change suddenly appeared!
I saw a red light lashing out in the direction where Chen Xinglie was.
The speed of this thing is so fast that people can't really see it.
Only a few people, such as Chen Xinglie and Barbarian King, could see that under the scarlet light, this thing was a flying sword.
Chen Xinglie was slightly surprised that there are still people from the barbarian who practice swordsmanship?
The sword used by this swordsmanship is not the ordinary three-foot or five-foot long sword, but a short sword.
The length of the short sword plus the hilt is much longer than the dagger, but it is also much shorter than the long sword.
And this dagger is generally made from extremely precious ores, and is usually extremely tough.
However, this thing is not very common even in places where the martial arts are more prosperous than the barbarians. One is because swordsmanship is not the mainstream of the moment, and the other is because it is difficult to find materials for making short swords.
Moreover, this dagger is usually a set, and the appearance of one handle means that there will be many handles at any time.
Sure enough, when Chen Xinglie was in a trance, another five rays of light shot towards him, with a strong killing intent, as if he wanted to put him to death.
The moment he saw the sword, Man Wang's expression changed, and he looked directly aside somewhere, "Blood Lingzi! Dare you!"
With a stern shout, the Barbarian King kicked directly at the void, forcibly shaking one of his daggers.
But it was just one handle, and he didn't have time to kick all the short swords out.
Immediately, he looked at a blood-robed old man in his sight.
This person is obviously a barbarian, but his blood-colored robe looks like a Taoist costume.
Xue Lingzi is naturally the master of those short swords.
This person was completely in madness, and there seemed to be a voice guiding him.
"Kill Chen Xinglie and take water from the Immortal Refining Pool."
Over time, he couldn't keep his sanity either.
Xue Lingzi is also a land who has survived five levels of thunder tribulation, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
But even so, it was still driven crazy by the water from the Immortal Pond.
"Blood Lingzi, you are looking for death!"
The Barbarian King took action with several other elders around him to deal with the Blood Spirit.
Needless to say, the attitude of the Barbarian King is naturally to Chen Xinglie's side.
The others followed the Barbarian King, just because they didn't want Chen Xinglie to uproot Frost City in a rage.
But none of them expected that the blood spirit child had a grinning laugh at this juncture, and four flying swords suddenly appeared in front of them.
There are ten handles in total.
This set of flying swords was made by him exhausting half of his life to search for materials. Generally speaking, he only dispatched one. At most six were used at the same time.
Because in his opponent's hand, no one can stop the six flying swords.
Not to mention four left.
Even people who are extremely close to him don't know that he has ten flying swords.
However, he was out of luck.
I met Chen Xinglie today.
"act recklessly!"
Said lightly, the sword intent burst out.
"Void Condensation Sword Art" was superbly transformed by his use, and it can be released only with a thought.
At the same time, all the ten flying swords present stopped moving, and they were suspended in silence, seeming to encounter some kind of resistance.
The ten short swords suddenly began to tremble, and at this moment they were completely out of the control of Blood Spirit.
The latter just felt that the connection between himself and the short sword suddenly broke.