boom…
Without any warning, a huge blood-red sword light shot out from the hall.
The sword light was so huge that it formed a blood-red beam of light.
The beam of light blasted through the hall, pierced through the cliff, and shot straight into the sky in an astonishing manner.
The beam of light came and went quickly, almost in a flash, as if it had never appeared at all.
If there wasn't a bottomless hole on the cliff, no one would be willing to believe what had just happened.
Almost at the moment when the blood-red light column appeared.
In the distant Central Plains, in a palace built on top of a huge mountain and shrouded in clouds and mist, a white-haired old man sitting in a circle suddenly opened his eyes.
He walked out of the palace, stood on the cliff in front of the palace and looked up at the sky.
"master!"
A middle-aged man in white came behind him.
"This is the third magical weapon to appear this year!"
The old man looked at the sky, as if he saw something in the sky that ordinary people could not see.
"Yes, the Frost Moon Wheel from the Western Region, the Panlong Sword from the Divine Sword Villa, and the Bloodthirsty Sword from Mobei!"
The middle-aged man replied respectfully.
"The appearance of a divine object is a sign of chaos!"
The old man sighed.
…
The rumbling sound of collapse gradually calmed down.
The previous hall had already collapsed into ruins, and even most of the cliff behind it had collapsed.
On the top of a house in the valley, Yan Xiong looked at the ruins quietly.
Next to him was an elegant middle-aged man and some people from Heisha Village.
These people were attracted by the commotion here.
Among them, the middle-aged man was none other than Black Star, the confidant Liang Xian had mentioned.
"Since you have read the letter your village chief left for you, you naturally know what to do!"
Yan Xiong spoke calmly without even turning his head.
"But, the village chief..."
The middle-aged man was interrupted by Yan Xiong before he could finish his words.
"You think that letter is a fake?"
Yan Xiong turned around and stared at him, his eyes full of coldness.
to be honest.
Yan Xiong is very depressed and in a bad mood now.
If this Black Star didn't appreciate his kindness, he felt that he had to vent his anger towards Liang Xian on him.
Fortunately, Black Star is a smart man.
After a moment of silence, he turned around and led his men away.
After a while, all the people from the Heisha Village had evacuated, leaving only Yan Xiong.
When there was no one around, Yan Xiong's face quickly turned gloomy.
He was extremely cautious on this trip and held back some strength when he attacked, in order to prevent himself from being taken advantage of by Liang Xian.
But unexpectedly, he was still used by Liang Xian.
Who would have thought that Liang Xian's real intention was not to kill Wang Yi, but to get the blood-sucking sword hidden under the blood pool.
Bloodthirsty Sword Yan Xiong naturally knew this.
This sword was the sword that belonged to the Blood Demon, the archenemy of the Blood Knife Patriarch hundreds of years ago.
According to legend, the Blood Demon and the Blood Knife Ancestor were brothers from the same school.
After the Blood Knife Patriarch obtained the sect's most precious weapon, the Blood Knife, he was dissatisfied and killed his master and rebelled against the sect.
After he betrayed the sect, he turned to the devil's way. His martial arts, which were evil but not demonic, were transformed into outright demonic skills.
In order to compete with the Blood Knife Ancestor, he spent countless efforts to create this blood-sucking magic sword, the Blood-sucking Sword.
This is a divine weapon, but also a demonic weapon.
How does it feel to watch someone take away a magical weapon right under your nose
Others Yan Xiong doesn’t know.
He only knew that he was in a bad mood.
I looked at the ruins like this for nearly three hours.
Just as Yan Xiong was about to turn around and leave.
Click…
Although the crisp sound was small, it was transmitted to Yan Xiong's ears clearly at this moment.
His eyes fixed, staring intently at the ruins.
Snap…
There was another crisp sound.
The crisp sound seemed like a sign.
A huge rock in the ruins was covered with cracks that were visible to the naked eye.
boom…
The boulder suddenly exploded and a figure flew out from below.
"Haha! I knew you must still be down there!"
A loud laugh was heard, followed by a sudden gust of wind.
The extremely violent leg shadows suddenly attacked the human figure with a hurricane.
"You haven't left yet!"
The figure's expression changed.
This person was none other than Liang Xian.
At this moment, he looked extremely miserable, his body was covered with dust, and there were two clear bloody palm prints on his chest.
What attracted Yan Xiong was the long sword in his hand.
The sword is about three feet long, the hilt is a snake head, the blade is as curved as a snake's tongue, and the entire blade is dark red.
Zheng...
Liang Jian raised the sword and spun it around, and the entire sword body instantly glowed bright red, like a poisonous snake that had come to life and was about to attack.
At the same time, as the red light covered the sword, Yan Xiong felt a bone-chilling chill instantly attacking his heart.
His face changed and he quickly retracted his legs and stepped back half a foot.
"You want to be my enemy!"
Liang raised his sword first, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Yan Xiong.
At this moment, Yan Xiong seemed to see a huge dark red snake hovering around Liang Xian.
Yan Xiong's face was uncertain and his eyes flickered.
"Yan Xiong, you are a man of great fortune, and I don't want to make an enemy of you.
The magic sword is spiritual, and this blood-sucking sword has recognized me as its master. Even if you take it away, you won't be able to unleash the power of the magic sword.
Instead of trying to steal my sword, you might as well try the blood knife!"
Liang Xian said in a deep voice.
After saying this, as if to intimidate Yan Xiong, he suddenly slashed towards the distance.
Zheng...
A streak of blood-red light flew out in an instant and in the blink of an eye it chopped off a huge rock several feet away.
Phew…
The blood-red sword light slashed on the boulder, and the boulder instantly split into two halves like tofu.
Yan Xiong clenched his fists.
The power of this magic sword really made him envious.
But now the magic sword is in Liang Xian's hands. Liang Xian was not weak to begin with, and now with the magic sword in his hand, his strength has increased many times.
Even if I have many unique skills, I am afraid I won't be able to get any benefit from it.
As if realizing that Yan Xiong was not going to take action, Liang first glanced at him.
"The appearance of the magic sword will surely alarm the masters. I can't stay in Mobei any longer. I will leave my brothers in Black Sand Village to you.
Before I leave, I will tell them to obey you."
After saying that, he turned around, took a few leaps and walked away into the distance.
"snort!"
Yan Xiong slammed the stone next to him hard, snorted coldly, and turned away.
The most painful thing in life is to have a treasure in front of you, but someone else gets it first.
This sentence deeply reflects Yan Xiong's mood at the moment.
…
Underground.
On an altar, a figure was lying on it, covered in blood.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Suddenly the figure moved, and he struggled to get up, but it seemed that his injuries were too severe and he could not move at all.
In the darkness, his bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred and looked truly terrifying.
"Mr. Liang, you stole my inheritance and my magic sword. I will never let you go..."
A hoarse and low voice came out of his mouth.
"Unfortunately, you will never know how great the blood-sucking magic is!"
"Born against the blood, the blood demon is back!"
A hoarse mumbling sound spread, and blood suddenly burst out from his body...