Chapter 2195: Killing madness

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"A bit of a skill, even this can break the ancestor's palm, but unfortunately, even if your sword is no longer powerful, it is useless. The ancestor of the ancestors is definitely not what you can imagine. Well, no, your sword is ..."
After the ancestors of the blood family showed the body of the bleeding, it seemed to be a bit unresponsive. He said proudly. After a while, when he finished the sentence, he found that his sword on the palm of his hand was not right. He looked down. Look carefully at his huge hand and break a hole from the middle, the blood is falling down like a rain.
The blood ancestor looked at the wound in his hand, and saw that there was a keen sword in the wound, which was still continually ruining his flesh and blood, causing the wound on his hand to continue to expand continuously, in the blink of an eye, he The wound on his hand has occupied the entire range of his palm, and the face of the blood ancestor suddenly changed.
"What power is this? The power of Qiankun, how is this possible? In the legend, no one can control the power of Qiankun. Only those who have the treasure can truly control the power of Qiankun, but since ancient times, no one can control That legendary baby, even those ancient saints can't do it, why do you have it..."
At the same time as the blood ancestor stunned, he saw that the sword was not what he could drive away. He did not continue to entangle the reason why Xiang Yang could master the power of Qiankun. He was very decisive and directly yelled, "Give me a burst."
Rumble!
After the words of the blood ancestor's ancestors fell, suddenly a huge roar broke out, and the palm of the blood ancestor suddenly exploded, turning into an infinite blood fog, but did not spread, but was directly inhaled by its mouth. In the mouth.
This guy is really a bit 'saving'.
Even if Xiang Yang saw it, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He blew his own palm and then ate it. It was really not a waste.
"Hey..."
At the same time, the blood ancestor has an immortal body, although it did not reach the realm of his heyday, but flesh and blood rebirth is not a problem, his hand has once again grown.
"There are ancient strong men who have broken their wrists. Today, there is a ancestor who blew himself up. It is really spectacular."
Xiang Yang sighed, and people who can be so embarrassed to themselves, I am afraid that only the blood ancestor ancestors.
However, it can be seen from here that Qiankun’s swordsmanship is very rare among the heavens and the world. Even the ancestor of the blood family, once the great Luo Mozun, cannot crack the Qiankun sword. The method of self-explosioning the palm of the hand to solve the harm caused by the Jianqi that constantly destroys the body of the blood ancestor.
"Since you are afraid of things, then it is easy to do, the power of Qiankun, you can smash your palm once, a hundred times, but if I cover your body with the power of Qiankun, how many times can you bleed all over the body? What?"
"choke..."
With the voice of Xiang Yang falling, a sword appeared in his hand, and the sword was full of brilliance, and it was the Qing Xuan sword.
"kill."
Then, Xiang Yang had no nonsense, and a sword fell, and a million-foot sword broke out.
Moreover, the goal of his sword is still the hand that the ancestor of the blood family just grew up. Since the other party likes to blew his hands, then he will lick this palm again. After he has no hands, see how he can exert bleeding shadows. Palm?
"Foolish."
The ancestors of the blood family sneered, his hands no longer flow in the blood, but turned into a black gold, as if it had become a black gold god, slap on the sword with a cold color.
"This Zhang is the hand of Wujin, the refining of his own hands is the same as the chaotic iron. Even if the sword in your hand is the best fairy, you can't break the hand of the ancestors... bomb... no. .."
When the blood ancestor’s ancestors did not fall, they heard a roar. He proudly felt that the hand that could stop the best fairy was in the face of Xiangyang’s sword. It turned out to be indestructible, just like cutting tofu, and instantly cut his palm.
Then, the ‘Heavenly Oven’, which had already been prepared, was directly refining it under the hands of the ancestors of the blood family.
After the re-refining of Xiaoling, Xiangyang’s Qingxuanjian is even more integrated into the universe. This is even the ultimate strength of the ancient fairy tales in the ancient fairy world, not to mention other functions. The most basic thing is to have the strength of the invincible edge.
Even if the ancestors of the blood family exhibited the so-called Wujin gods, it would be useless to make their own palms very powerful. The indestructibleness of the Qingxuan sword that merged with the extremes of the universe is definitely not what he can resist.
"Damn, give me to death, blood is boundless, bloodless prison."
Just smugly said that Wu Jinshen's palm is comparable to the chaotic iron. The next moment was split into two halves by Xiangyang Yijian. The pain is still second, and the face of the red fruit and fruit. The anger, the violent blood of the whole body broke out, the horrible atmosphere flowed, and the chaos of the tens of millions of miles was turned into a boundless blood.
Xiang Yang's body shape retreated toward the rear, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly took a breath of coldness. This blood ancestor was not the reincarnation of Da Luo, but he had such a terrible magical power.
This infinite blood prison is not recorded in the blood sea magic, or the blood sea magic obtained by Xiang Yang from the memory of the demon is not comprehensive, or the exclusive supernatural power of the blood ancestor, no matter which is not important. The most important thing is that Xiang Yang felt a deep crisis from this boundless sea of ​​blood.
Although I have long known that the blood ancestor is absolutely impossible to deal with so well, I have not even used it at all. It is impossible to really cause any extermination of this blood ancestor. As a result, the blood ancestor finally broke out. The boundless blood sea, this is not the blood of the twelve blood emperors can be compared, but a self-contained world, can be called the boundless blood prison, blood purgatory.
"Hey... this guy is really bad."
Xiang Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, watching the bloodless ancestors burst out of the boundless blood prison, even he felt that this guy was a bit scary.
"However, since you are playing the boundless blood prison world, then I will fight against you in the world of swords. I want to see if your boundless blood prison is stronger, or my sword world is better."
Then, Xiang Yang’s face showed a sneer, and he threw the Qingxuan sword behind him. Suddenly, with a roar of sound, the boundless sword broke out from him and instantly condensed with the Qingxuan sword. The outbreak of the sword is overwhelming. These swords are not all covered by the chaotic voids around, but spread a little bit in all directions, and evolve the chaotic void into a world of swords.
However, this speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, the world of Jianyang’s swordsmanship has really formed. Although it only occupies a million miles of space, it cannot be compared with the ancestral range of the blood ancestor, but it is also powerful. With a terrible edge of strength.
The powerful and unparalleled swordsmanship broke out, and the chaos was smashed, and even the chaotic voids around it were unstable and constantly trembled.
Hey!
The infinite swords creaked, and the chaotic storms around were still there. However, after these storms approached the world of swords, they were instantly cut and smashed by infinite swords.
Xiang Yang stood with his hands in the world of the sword, looking at the ancestor of the infinite blood flowing to the front, and said with a smile, "You have boundless blood, I also have a world of infinite swords, although your blood The sea world looks bigger than me, but whoever can persist until the end can't."
It is reasonable to say that such a powerful world is indeed a measure of the size of the sphere to measure the strength but the strength and weakness. The ancestor of the blood family was once the Great Luo Mozun. The scope of the boundless blood prison world is naturally better than that of Xiang Yang’s sword world. It is a dozen times larger, but the world of the sword of Xiang Yang is made up of his kendo. The power must not be underestimated.
"Foolish ants."
The ancestors of the blood family sneered, and in front of him, there was a strong flow of energy, and the infinite sea broke out. He did not talk nonsense, but directly slammed the boundless blood prison into the world of Jianyang.
Obviously, the ancestor of the blood family is trying to crush the sword field of Xiang Yang with only a million miles by virtue of the powerful power of his boundless blood prison.
The ancestors of the blood family used the blood of the prison to use it. In any case, his boundless blood prison world is much stronger than Xiang Yang’s sword field world. He believes that as long as the blood prison world collides with the past, Xiang Yang’s sword will be The world of the world is broken.
"choke!"
Xiang Yang’s face remained unchanged, and the sword field of the whole body began to change. The infinite swordsmanship gathered together, and the entire sword field became a sword of millions of miles, with a sharp force toward the miles. The sea is going down.
"boom!"
At the same time, Xiang Yang's head has a substantial three-inch blood-colored sword jumping up, bursting out a fierce sword and murderousness, it is the sword of his three martial arts cultivation to Dacheng.
When the sword of killing came out, there was a violent sword that broke out from him. The light column formed by a sword-like storm was full of a million feet, directly breaking through the chaos, as if the entire chaotic void was going through the general.
The three-inch killing sword trembles gently, and then directly carries the million-foot sword and the light column into the millions of swords that are condensed from the boundless sword.
With this killing sword integrated into the millions of swords in the world of the boundless swordsmanship, suddenly, this sword is like alive, the atmosphere is even more terrible, killing and invincible swordsmanship, crashing Burst out.
"The sword of killing, a sword is alive!"
Xiang Yang still bears his hands. The place where he stands is the sword of the millions of swords. The sword is swaying in the mouth. At the same time, millions of swords are erupting. He used them. The first of the strongest three kendos among the inheritance of this vein, the sword of the Sword of Killing.
The husband was angry and bleed three feet. The gentleman was angry, killing people without blood, and Xiang Yang was angry and killed.
This sword is smashed out, and the infinite chaos turns into a sand field. The infinite sword flows and turns away from the sea world. With the swords that can kill all the celestial beings in the world, the seas of the ancestors of the blood family are displayed. .
"this is..."
The original ancestor of the blood family originally planned to use his boundless blood prison to crush the world of the sword of Xiangyang. With his prison world, he was able to easily crush the Xiangyang. .
However, what he did not expect was that at this time, Xiang Yang’s sword world turned into a sword of millions of feet, and even a three-inch sword with a lot of killing broke out and merged into it. There is a strong killing atmosphere, as if Xiang Yang was the king of the killings, the face of the blood ancestor changed for the first time, and it became very ugly.
As a magical powerhouse who came out of the sea, it is reasonable to say that the first ancestor of the blood family was the king of the dragon who killed him. However, what made him feel very depressed was that when he faced the sword of Xiangyang’s display, he There is a kind of thing, Xiang Yang is the real king of the supreme killing, and he is the illusion of ordinary people who can't resist the knife.