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Chapter 53 Creed

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After a long time, Centipede Scar smashed and left angrily in the hotel room.

In the steel building, Murong Xiao sat lazily on the sofa, holding tears in his hands, and fell into thought.

"The blood in the heart...heart blood!"

Murong Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was indeed a saying that he would feed the sword with his heart and soul.

Feeding the sword with the passionate blood of the heart can enhance the fit between the master and the sword, and improve the effect of spiritual sacrifice!

"The heart and blood should be the spiritual mark contained in it, so that it can have such an effect. The Divine Court is the place where the soul is hidden, and the blood here is more effective! Yes, the blood on the eyebrows is the true heart and blood!"

Murong Xiao murmured to himself, and when the tears came to his eyes, the tip of the sword had already pierced into his eyebrows!

Straws of blood flowed along the tip of the sword to the entire sword body, and even the hilt of the sword. A spiritual fluctuation immediately emanated, lasting for a full three seconds!

This is definitely unprecedented! Murong Xiao even felt the weak soul hidden deep in the sword for a moment!

Yes! That's right, it's the soul.

Each sword contains a sword intent. The sword intent is the soul of the sword. Only when the sword inspires the sword intent can it be considered to be truly alive!

Sword intent is the meaning of the existence of the sword. Just like a person, if he has no goal, he is just a walking corpse, and he cannot be considered a true life. Sword intent is the meaning of the existence of the sword!

This is Lucifer's original words. It is easy to say and not difficult to understand. But if we really want to stimulate the will contained in a sword, it is easy to talk about it? Even Murong Xiao's tears were given a hint of spirituality by the dream space.

After completely losing the spirituality emitted by tears, Murong Xiao is focused on the sky and transports his internal strength around the sky.

When internal force flows through both hands, strands of internal force are slightly absorbed.

...

After sitting in the Iron Building for three days, I drank a bottle of red wine when I was thirsty, and practiced my internal energy day and night.

During this period, under the garrison of vampire soldiers, no one approached, and Murong Xiao did not say a word.

It is still the old saying: A master is lonely. If you want to become a master, you must be able to endure loneliness.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of the twisted neck bones came into my ears, and Murong Xiao's eyes opened suddenly, and a trace of light flashed.

Murong Xiao suddenly stood up, pointed at the tip of the sword, and an invisible momentum spread out.

At the entrance of the stairs, an evil young man was carrying two vampire soldiers with abnormal neck bones, as if he was carrying two chicks.

The young man was wearing a denim suit and only had a short vest on his upper body, revealing his strong and not exaggerated chest and abdominal muscles.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of evil.

The most peculiar thing is his deep, vicissitudes, and a sense of indescribability or clarity.

Murong Xiao did feel a strange aura, and an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart, admiration, respect... The vicissitudes in his eyes are his accumulation over thousands of years. Facing him, Murong Xiao seemed to have witnessed the rise of a civilization.

"I am worthy of being the founder of the Enemy civilization. It has made me feel excited in my heart at just one glance..."

He is the ancestor of vampire, Cred!

Murong Xiao's eyes flashed with his mind, and he said with consciousness: "Lucifer, you don't need to explore it. This is the respect for the strong."

"I heard that you are looking for me, the Blood God."

Cred relaxed his hands, and the two vampire soldiers immediately fell to the ground like two pools of mud.

"Yes, I want to ask you for something."

Murong Xiao's eyes drooped, like an ancient well, without any sensation.

“What is it?”

The vampire soldiers who rushed over quickly surrounded Cred. As long as Murong Xiao gave him a command, he could be bombarded into a honeycomb at any time.

Cred ignored dozens of muzzles that smelled of gunpowder and looked at Murong Xiao with a constant expression.

Murong Xiao waved his hand gently, and all the vampire soldiers retreated immediately, and in a blink of an eye, they were the only two of them left in the entire hall.

"Your blood. The dose is not large."

While speaking, Murong Xiao's speed had already exploded with all his might. After a light sound, a shallow footprint appeared on the floor made of steel.

Agile as the wind! Fast as lightning!

Murong Xiao's body was like an arrow from a string, shot out from the light of the sword! The light of the tears was the arrow, shattering the air in front of him and shooting out from the fire!

Murong Xiao was quick! I saw bloody light flashing across Cred's body, and finally pouring into his hands!

His hands, like deified, instantly turned into iron claws after the light!

"My blood depends on whether you have the ability to take it."

Cred's eyes drooped slightly, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes. His left claw turned into a afterimage, and his tears were fiercely fighting in the air!

"bite!"

The sound of the intersection of gold and jade suddenly stirred up from the void, and a strait of Mars flashed along the body of the tears.

Murong Xiao felt a great force coming from the hilt of the sword, as if the tears were soaring that the sword could not wait to escape from his hands.

The arm holding the sword trembled, and several skins could not withstand such pressure, burst open, and a few buns of scarlet blood sputtered out.

The whole arm almost lost consciousness and drooped weakly on his shoulders. The blood dripped down along the sword body, looking quite miserable and sad.

The blood in the body can surge, and the sword-holding hand instantly recovers as before. Pseudo-Immortal Body!

"Good ability."

Cred hugged his claws in front of his chest, stretched out his tongue and licked off a drop of blood that was splashing at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"How about blood exchange? One to one."

Cred obviously developed a strong interest in Murong Xiao's blood and did not hesitate to propose conditions for exchanging his own blood.

"Let's talk about it after you fight."

Murong Xiao's eyes narrowed, the tip of the sword was in harmony with his eyes, and his mental fluctuations began to match the sword.

Cred's claws shed his light and turned into a flesh and blood body again.

"Interesting. Then you catch up with me first."

Cred showed a rare smile, which turned out to be an extremely sunny smile.

Cred's body moved horizontally, like a meteorite, carrying terrifying power, shattering the tempered glass in one fell swoop!

Among the countless flying glass debris, Cred's body drew a parabola in the air and landed heavily on the rooftop of a tall building, stepping out two deep holes.

Looking back at Murong Xiao who was also leaping over, Cred's mouth slightly raised and his body blurred.

Murong Xiao did not think, and his primary light skills were exerted to the limit. When he fell into the opposite rooftop, his legs bent slightly, and he straightened again in an instant without stopping at all, running out and following Cred tightly.

Cred was getting faster and faster, running between the buildings with all the best, gradually throwing Murong Xiao away.

Cred has changed to use all fours, like a crawler in Resident Evil, his hands and feet penetrated deeply into the wall, like a huge spider crawling rapidly on the wall.

Murong Xiao took advantage of the traces left by Cred and hung it with his hands, flying and jumping in the steel jungle like a Spider-Man.

He thrust his legs hard on the wall, and his body hit the road like a cannonball!

The wind was roaring in my ears, my robe was roaring, Murong Xiao was leaning towards the sky, the golden sunlight shone down, and his bloody eyes narrowed slightly.

"What a troublesome weakness."
Chapter completed!
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