Blood Wolf Sword!

The man's eyes faintly appeared in his eyes when he heard these three words, which was extremely obscure. This resentment contained more of a very strong sense of hatred.

"Don't mention the old man who is trash. If he hadn't allowed me to use this black blood knife casually, I would seal it and let it lose its original edge." Resentment, a deep resentment arises from the bottom of my heart.

The old man surnamed Zhang smiled and said, "It seems that your relationship with him is not hidden. Being able to have such deep resentment means that he values ​​you very much!"

"He likes me? If he likes me, he would have given me the unique skills of the Black Blood Sword. As for letting me kill him, would he get the unique skills?"

The old man surnamed Zhang was shocked. The person in front of him and his former apprentice were so imagining that he did not understand the real reason, so he used ruthless means to achieve his personal goals.

The difference was that he had noticed something and hid his unique skills in advance. In the end, although his disciple wanted to attack him, he did not dare to kill him easily, which gave him the plan to hide from the world.

On the other hand, the Blood Wolf Sword, a once-famous figure, is now plotted to perish because the disciple he accepted is too ambitious and eventually becomes a piece of dust.

Sad, lamentable, and how hateful.

"So, is the Blood Wolf Sword your master?" The man nodded slightly and shook his head, "Since you have obtained his unique skills, no matter what despicable methods you use, let me see how excited you have learned it yourself."

The old man surnamed Zhang had an idea, and the needle was wrapped around and circling up and down, forming thousands of needle shadows, which continued to stack and jump.

If it was considered a dragon before, it would be considered a real dragon now.

The moving body, the tail that swings from time to time, and the two or three scales that occasionally fly out are vivid but not lacking in strength. Even if it is an inadvertent attack or two, it will be difficult for the person to resist with force.

Blood Wolf Sword Technique: Integrated offense and defense.

Finally, when the man realized that he could not resist, he used the entry-level sword technique of the Blood Wolf Sword.

The right hand holding the knife waved according to a certain rule, which seemed to open and close, but was a little different. The waves of sword light generated gathered around the body and were attracted without being emitted.

When the white light that flew out from time to time flew towards him, he waved his sword and came directly from the front. Once he was about to be unable to stop it, the next sword light continued to usher in unison.

If he doesn't have enough strength, he can make up for it with quantity. This is the only way he can think of in desperation.

He practiced the most skill of stacking swords by the Blood Wolf Sword as his master, so he is relatively skillful in using it.

"I have learned a little bit of success to be able to block my Qianfan. But if you are only at this level next, then that's the end, and I've had enough fun."

Qianfan advances, it is not a profound attack method, it is just a small trick he often uses, a very small and inefficient means to test the opponent's strength.

However, under the influence of the old man surnamed Zhang's deep perception, it is difficult to stop the strength from reaching a certain level. The other party can think of such a method to resist, which cannot be considered smart. It can only be said that the other party has used the small skills properly.

However, the old man surnamed Zhang was so powerful that he knew that through the message he felt, he knew that the other party had difficulty blocking his temptation skills.

The other party has reached its limit.

It also made Mo Linfeng understand some things and decided not to continue playing.

The pear blossoms disperse in the rainstorm.

The dragon composed of needle shadow suddenly swung its tail suddenly. Thousand needle shadows moved when they heard the sound and spread in different directions. Although they all had their own trajectories, there was only one target for all needle shadows to attack.

Dispersion is just a cover for concealing attacks. The ultimate of dispersion is condensation, and the ultimate of condensation is unity.

Therefore, when the thousands of needle shadows were still close to the man, they gathered together, and the needle that had turned into thousands of shadows just now quietly revealed its true appearance.

The man had already swung his sword to use all-round defense, which was an attack and defense, but unexpectedly, the attack that the old man surnamed Zhang scattered suddenly solidified and turned into a single one.

To face it, it was obviously a behavior of seeking death, so in desperation, the man turned his blade and threw out all the sword lights condensed before without any purpose.

"not good!"

After the sword light flew out, the old man surnamed Zhang realized that something was wrong, because the direction of the sword light flew out was actually the direction where Mo Linfeng was.

In the midst of lightning, the old man named Zhang took two steps, applied his perception to his legs, stepped down hard, and his body took advantage of the momentum to grab the thousands of sword lights that were still flying in the air.

But it's still too late.

Just as the man met the needle that the old man surnamed Zhang had transformed into one with a heart of death, even though the old man surnamed Zhang had tried his best to intercept the sword light, there was still a fish that had escaped the net and chopped Mo Linfeng.

Mo Linfeng, who was originally discussing the battle with Mayu, never expected an attack to fly towards him. In the face of a sudden situation, his reaction was already very fast.

He jumped up in the air, quickly rotated his body to avoid a low sword light. As soon as he landed, he saw another sword light coming towards him. Without any hesitation, he subconsciously avoided sideways. Although the sword light cut his clothes, he was at least not injured.

But another sword light that followed slashed straight into his chest, with a powerful impact shock, and a bit of hot blood burst out.

At the same time, he looked at the master of the sword, staring at the man with a sharp gaze. Wuming's anger was burning, and the subsequent pain spread throughout his body.

Just as the sword light slashed at Mo Linfeng, the needle penetrated the man's body without hesitation.

The man covered the wound with one hand, subconsciously leaned on the ground with one knee, and supported it with the other hand, but did not fall down. There was no sign of pain on his face, and the only thing he could see was his slightly raised face.

"Boy, it's all my fault that I didn't block all the sword lights and hurt you. Don't worry, I'm going to kill him to make up for my mistake."

The old man surnamed Zhang put away his indifferent attitude of contempt and stared at the man kneeling on one knee with a torch, shivering like a demon, his anger was a little restrained, which was very terrifying.

"I originally wanted to spare you forever. When I have enough fun, I will ask you something, but if you hurt him, your death period is destined to have come to die!"

The old man surnamed Zhang waved his hand and held his palm. The needle had already flew out of the control range and fell to the ground without moving. Now, when he heard the call, he circled over and hovered beside the old man surnamed Zhang.

Pushing his palm, the needle stuck in the air, galloped and swirled towards the man's sky spirit cover. He originally thought it would be a death situation, but he could only hear the man's deafening roar.

Ah ~

The deep spiritual power that had been able to compete with him suddenly appeared again, and the old man surnamed Zhang increased his perception and activated the needle with all his strength, but he could not take a step closer.

It was like being tightly embedded by a powerful hand.

Then, a crack appeared quietly above the man's place.

A very strong void power came from the crack, sucking the man directly in. Then, the crack closed and the powerful spiritual power disappeared.

The flying needle that was not close to the ground just now was gone, and it was like a wild horse that had broken away from the reins flew desperately towards the direction where the man had disappeared, and pierced hard on a tree not far away.

Soon, the tree, which was originally lush and vibrant, instantly lost its vitality.

After the man disappeared, the old man surnamed Zhang realized that things were far from as simple as he saw today.
Chapter completed!