Xu Feibai's expression was cold, and a bloody breath suddenly burst out from his body. As his eyes flashed, a mark slowly appeared on the center of his eyebrows.

The blood-red mark is like a slender diamond, or a channel that is about to be opened. The blood light surges behind the channel, and it is a world of blood.

"The power of blood!" Xu Feibai roared, clenched his fists, and a blood-colored mist appeared, wrapping his fists, and blood qi swayed, like blood flames flowing.

"Lin Tian, ​​this is the power of the bloodline of the general! Come on!" Xu Feibai looked up at Lin Tian, ​​and his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Lin Tian, ​​punched out, carrying a rolling blood mist.

"I don't care what kind of blood you have, I'll release your blood!" Lin Tian roared and punched him out.

The two of them punched quickly and lightning. In just a blink of an eye, they had already hit hundreds of punches, and the shadows of the fist accompanied by the explosion, like heavy artillery fired at the same time.

Rumble... Rumble...

The earth shook, and every time the fist hit, purple flames and blood mist intertwined, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out. The surrounding weeds and walls were poured down in one go, and the fracture was extremely smooth.

The ground where the two of them stood, the cement concrete floor was constantly cracking and cracking, completely cracking and shattering, as if they were crushed by heavy tanks.

Another punch was hit, and the two of them were forced to retreat at the same time. After stopping, Lin Tian felt his blood boiling, as if he was about to evaporate from his pores. With a thought, the purple flames rose again, forcibly suppressing the abnormal movement of the blood.

"The power of blood is indeed strange!" Lin Tian said with a cold face, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, and the power of his bloodline was so difficult to deal with.

"The power of fire is not bad, it almost burned me. If it were a low-level zombie, it would be ashes in an instant." Xu Feibai's solemnity was no less than Lin Tian.

It was the first time that both of them encountered such a strange energy, who were of the same kind, but had completely different powers.

"Lin Tian, ​​your progress is so great. In just a few months, it has been level with me. It took hundreds of years for me to grow to this level, but it took you less than half a year." Xu Feibai sighed, amazed from the bottom of his mind. In his opinion, which zombie has not grown up for thousands of years?

Lin Tiancai lived to be eighteen years old and did not have the concept of practicing for thousands of years. Sometimes he even felt that he had made a slow progress. However, after hearing what Xu Feibai said, he was not only not slow, but also a little fast.

Looking back, my growth seems to be due to fate, and it has something to do with a person. No, to be precise, it has something to do with a zombie, Houqing.

The blood-colored formation on the ancient battlefield seemed to be placed by Charlotte, but in fact, the blood-colored formation came from Houqing, as well as the essence and blood of Houqing, which directly promoted Lin Tian's progress and almost advanced.

The Nvwu turned him into a zombie, and Houqing indirectly or directly promoted his growth. Sometimes Lin Tian thought about whether he had a hobby to collect and gather the bloodlines of the four major zombies.

"How many hundred years have you lived? How old is it." Lin Tian no longer struggled with growing up, but just looked at Xu Feibai's young face, and could not be associated with hundreds of years.

Xu Feibai did not respond to this question, but said to himself: "I can't kill you, you can't kill me, I want to leave, you can't stop me."

"I can't stop it, but I will keep chasing you and drive you crazy. I will never give up until I get the blood of the blood of the general's bloodline." Lin Tian said firmly, and the madness in his eyes told Xu Feibai, and he did what he said.

However, Xu Feibai laughed: "Ha..., if you only have the strength just now, then you still have a little bit of affair with me."

Lin Tian frowned. He didn't know what Xu Feibai meant. Xu Feibai did not explain, but suddenly reached out and grabbed it behind his back, and there was a long strip of things in his hand.

The strips were wrapped in black cloth, and there was nothing to see. Xu Feibai shook his arms and hissed. The wrapped black cloth instantly tore it apart, revealing the things inside.

Long sword? No, Oriental sword? No, Lin Tian saw the scabbard, or scabbard, and guessed several cold weapons repeatedly, but he denied it himself.

clang...

Xu Feibai pulled out the knife. Under the faint moonlight, the blade was bright and white, with a cold light that was so cold that it was long and narrow, and the straight blade seemed to be able to break everything.

"Tang Dao." Lin Tian finally confirmed the weapon in Xu Feibai's hand.

Tang swords are very similar to Dongyang swords. There are two reasons why Lin Tian was sure that it was Tang swords, not Dongyang swords. Most of the Tang swords are straight, and only a few Tang swords have curved shapes, but most of the Dongyang swords are arc-shaped blades.

Another difference is that the blade is the blade of the Tang sword. The blade of the Tang sword only accounts for one-quarter of the blade, while the blade of the Dongyang sword accounts for one-half of the blade. The Dongyang sword looks sharper.

But the hardness and toughness of the Oriental Sword are much worse than that of the Tang Sword. The reason for this difference is that the Tang Sword is used to chop metal armor and has the first weight of armor-breaking ability, while the Oriental Sword is used to chop meat, yes, it is to chop people.

During the Tang Dynasty in China, most of the troops were equipped with metal armor, so the Tang sword required the ability to break armor. However, the island countries lacked resources, and the armor was leather armor. Sometimes they could not even wear leather armor. They were basically chopped on the flesh during battle, so the blade was thinner and sharper, but the hardness was worse than that of the Tang sword.

If the Tang sword and the Oriental sword of the same level cut each other, the one that cuts will definitely be the Oriental sword.

Of course, Lin Tian believes that it is Tang Dao, and there is another important reason. Xu Feibai is a Chinese. From his tone, he is also proud of being a Chinese. With his proud personality, he disdains to use Oriental Knife as a weapon.

"I'm glad you didn't recognize it as an Oriental Knife. This knife is called Liuguang. It is made of materials I have collected for hundreds of years and injected with the energy of the Demon Sword Village. It is enough to kill zombies." Xu Feibai waved the knife and pointed at the ground diagonally.

"Muramasa's energy? So, it no longer exists in this world?" Lin Tian said in surprise.

"The demon sword no longer exists, but its consciousness has been stripped out. I don't want to use streaming light to deal with you, but if you must pester me and not let go, I have to do this." Xu Feibai said lightly.

"There is actually the same consciousness as me in the world, but it's so miserable that it was stripped out. Think about it, the master is good to me." Jian Ling suddenly sighed, with a sense of mutual appreciation and auspiciousness, fortunate that Lin Tian did not strip or destroy its consciousness.

Lin Tian ignored it, but looked at Xu Feibai calmly and at his Tang sword.

"I said, no matter what, you must get the blood of the blood of the blood of the minister, even if the minister stands in front of me." Lin Tian's will remain unchanged, and then he showed an inexplicable smile: "Do you think that with the flowing light, you can deal with me?"

(End of this chapter)
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