How come there is such a strong momentum?

Without any time to think, the old man stretched out his hands, and countless sharp arrows immediately shot towards Bo Xingzhi like poisonous snakes.

Bo Xingzhi curled his lips and sneered. He and Ruan Su learned to combine swords together.

Not only does he know the secret arts, he also knows how to cultivate!

The sword in his hand is so terrifying!

Leap forward and strike down with one sword!

The old man's face changed drastically. He clasped his hands and muttered something. At this moment, a green shield light flashed in front of him.

Cover him in it.

However, the next second!

The long sword struck the shield light, and the green shield shattered into pieces one after another.

Finished!

An idea flashed through the old man's mind and he was about to run away.

However, the sword fell!

Boom! The old man's whole body was blown dozens of feet away by the strong sword energy. He hit the mountain wall hard, and then fell hard again, vomiting blood.

He wanted to get up, but after trying, he fell down again, like an old dog lingering on.

He stared at Bo Xingzhi with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth, "You...you dare to kill me, Qingmu Xue will not let go..."

But before he finished speaking, Bo Xingzhi had already chopped off his head.

"So much nonsense!"

The disciples of Aoki Academy were all shocked!

Shang Lingxiao and Qinglan were also shocked!

"Fuck. You actually killed my adoptive father!" Qing Lan was so angry that her face turned red and her neck thickened, "I'll fight for you!"

The deceased old man was his adoptive father. He taught him and accompanied him since he was a child. He was much better than the biological father of the chief dean.

Now he was actually killed by Bo Xingzhi.

Feeling sad, he rushed toward Bo Xingzhi risklessly, and used everything he had learned in the holy world on Bo Xingzhi.

Shang Lingxiao's blood-drinking knife sucked blood everywhere. Whether it was a disciple of the Aoki Academy or a disciple of the Sword Sect, as long as it was a corpse, he would rush towards it.

The blood-drinking knife sucked up enough blood, and Shang Lingxiao instantly activated the correct method of use that he had learned in Zangyue Tower.

Take out a bowl of your own blood!

Then let the blood-drinking knife drink it directly.

The moment the blood-drinking knife drank the blood from his heart, Shang Lingxiao's eyes turned red and were covered with bright red bloodshot eyes.

He felt that his body was filled with infinite power.

And this power seemed to surpass the control of his mind.

A deep voice slowly sounded in his mind, "Since you sacrificed your heart and blood to the sword, then from today on, you will become my sword soul!"

Shang Lingxiao felt as if his soul was being torn apart and crushed.

pain!

The pain made him almost convulse.

There was no wind in his hair, and he stood there filled with evil energy!

Evil!

The evil sword energy tightly wrapped around him.

"Ah!" His body no longer seemed to be his, and his mind and soul seemed to be controlled by a knife.

He is like a killing machine, constantly killing, killing! Killing!

There are countless people from Aoki Academy and Sword Sect who died tragically under his sword!

Bo Xingzhi frowned and looked at him, "Shang Lingxiao!"

Qinglan was also shocked, "Are you crazy? Why do you want to kill your own people? Silver Moon Messenger, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Lingxiao had already rushed over with a knife in hand. He was extremely fast!

Qinglan was completely caught off guard and subconsciously dodged.
Chapter completed!