You must know that what Qin Dong possesses is the power of chaos, one of the three strongest spiritual powers in heaven and earth. The power of chaos has always swallowed other spiritual powers, and there are few spiritual powers that can swallow the power of chaos. The mere fact that the blood knife can absorb the power of chaos is enough to show that the blood knife is extraordinary. It's a pity that the blood knife is an evil weapon. Otherwise, if it can be used properly, it will be an extremely good weapon.
"Hahaha... give up, it's useless! No matter how deep and powerful your cultivation is, there will always be a time when you are drained by the blood knife. You should have stopped me from sacrificing the blood knife from the beginning, but now, it is too late !" Xuan Kui laughed loudly.
The faces of the three young ladies immediately showed guilt. If it weren't for them, why would Qin Dong end up in such a dangerous situation? Wen Pei was attentive and could see the emotions of the three people, and hurriedly patted their shoulders to comfort them a little.
"It's really difficult!" Qin Dong appeared and shook his head.
Before he could finish his words, the bloody knife folded in the air and struck him again. Not only did its momentum not weaken at all, it seemed to be stronger than before. Qin Dong frowned and remained as still as a mountain. When the blood knife reached less than a foot in front of him, he suddenly raised his palm and struck out. Gorgeous and dazzling golden light rose into the sky, like a giant dragon, slamming into the blade of the blood sword, which was several feet wide. [
There was a loud bang, and the huge blood knife was pushed dozens of feet away by Qin Dong's spiritual power. Such fierce and domineering power made Xuan Kui look at him for a moment. He couldn't help but rub his eyes. He was frightened and at the same time felt very lucky. If Emperor Xuan hadn't passed the blood knife to him, I'm afraid he would have died today. If he can survive Qin Dong's men today, maybe he can be more low-key in the future and not be so rampant.
Although Qin Dong knocked away the blood knife with one palm, the crisis was not resolved. After the blood knife circled in the air, it automatically turned back and continued to attack Qin Dong.
Xuan Kui laughed and said, "Boy, I advise you not to waste your efforts. The blood knife is unsheathed and you will never stop until you drink up a person's blood."
After hearing this, Qin Dong didn't frown, but instead raised his eyebrows and laughed. "I really have to thank you for reminding me! Come here!" As he spoke, Qin Dong suddenly let out a loud shout and pointed his palms far away. Xuan Kui.
A huge suction force immediately grabbed Xuan Kui firmly. Xuan Kui was horrified and struggled hard, but he sacrificed the bleeding knife, which consumed a lot of his spiritual power. In addition to his previous injuries, who was Qin Dong's opponent? Amidst the bursts of shrill exclamations, Xuan Kui seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, and he flew towards Qin Dong.
"You... what do you want to do?" Xuan Kui was completely overwhelmed by fear, and his voice sounded like a lost and helpless child.
"Nothing, let me borrow your blood!"
"No... don't! My adoptive father will not let you go!" Xuan Kui was frightened to death when he heard this.
Qin Dong ignored it completely, saw the coming of the blood knife, and suddenly threw Xuan Kui's body like a broken sack into the final path of the blood knife. Xuan Kui didn't even have the strength to resist. He just heard a puff and was slashed by the blood knife.
As soon as the blood knife pierced Xuan Kui's body, it was like turning on the engine of a water pump. The blood all over Xuan Kui's body almost spurted out, without even a drop falling, all poured into the blood knife...