Chapter 588

After being seriously injured by Little Sword Fairy, Wang Di laughed heartily after the initial shock: "Isn't this very good? Why bother holding yourself back? This is you!"

Xiao Jianxian looked at the laughing Wang Di, expressionless, and said indifferently: "Lead the way."

"Okay, no problem." Under the serious injury, Wang Di was a little weak, but his expression was relaxed. After dealing with his injuries briefly, he took Little Sword Immortal and set off again.

The two sword lights galloped away into the distance together.

After a while, a cloud of purple air appeared in the place just now, and in the purple air was a sloppy Taoist, looking at the direction where the two sword lights disappeared.

The situation of Little Sword Immortal is very unstable.

Although there is no suspense over the kingdom of the sixteenth realm, its sword intent has already violated Tianhe's inheritance.

At this moment, his overall strength is actually weaker than last year.

Not only is it weaker than last year's Tianhe and Blood River battles, it even feels worse than the Zhengyang City battle.

However, compared to last year, his shots were much more ruthless...

Chen Luoyang looked into the distance through the perspective of the half-sea Taoist avatar, thinking deeply.

The efforts of Tianhe Old Sword Immortal in the past year seem to have had little effect.

Little Sword Fairy Shen Tianzhao, the former number one swordsman of the younger generation in the world of mortals, and the most outstanding successor of Tianhe, is still standing at such a critical crossroads.

It's no wonder that when the old sword fairy went to the wilderness, and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was disturbed by Yanran Mountain, the little sword fairy immediately got into trouble here.

From a certain point of view, the person who knows Little Sword Fairy best is indeed the one who recommends Wang Di first.

He has a deep grasp of the mentality of Little Sword Immortal, far better than the rest of Tianhe.

Or it should be said that the importance of Mrs. Du Long in the mind of Little Sword Immortal was underestimated by many people.

However, there is a problem that, knowing that the ancestor of Xuehe and the current Wangdi were plotting against him back then, even if Xiao Jianxian valued Mrs. Du Long, he would naturally have a bad feeling towards Xuehe...

While Chen Luoyang was thinking, he urged his clone, the half-sea Taoist, to catch up.

In the distance, two sword lights, the Tianhe River and the Blood River, crossed the sea and came near a sea area.

Xiao Jianxian and Wang Di stopped in mid-air.

"Here?" Little Sword Immortal asked the king while perceiving the distant sea area.

In his perception, someone is fighting in the distance, and the battle is fierce.

The face of Wang Di next to him was pale, but his expression was relaxed: "Here it is, but it seems that someone came to the door first. Fortunately, we came in time, otherwise, even if Mrs. Dulong is safe and sound, the people of Yanran Mountain will definitely move her away. .”

He took out a jade pendant, and the jade pendant was shining with light: "The jade pendant is not broken, which means that Mrs. Du Long is fine at the moment, but the war is in danger. If you delay for a while, it will be more dangerous."

Little Jianxian took the jade pendant from Wang Di.

The jade pendant is glittering with radiance, vaguely creating an inductive connection with a point on the distant sea.

In the light, the figure of an old woman appeared, it was Mrs. Dulong.

Little Sword Fairy's gaze froze immediately.

Wang Di looked at the sea in the distance, and said with a smile: "The other party seems to have a master of the seventeenth realm, but it doesn't look like a person in Tianhe, it may be under the rule of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

He turned back to look at Little Sword Fairy: "It shouldn't be a problem for you, but have you thought about what to do after saving someone?

Although Old Yun is seriously injured, if he finds him, there is nothing you can do. "

"You don't have to worry about it." Xiao Jianxian took a deep breath and put away the jade pendant.

Wang Di smiled and said: "It's good if you have an idea, since that's the case, I'll leave first, so as not to be cleaned up by Mr. Yun."

After that, he turned and left.

But a majestic sword light crossed the sky, like a galaxy, directly cutting off Wang's body at the waist!

How could Wang Di, who was already seriously injured, be able to block such a fierce sword, and his body was cut in two immediately.

Shen Tianzhao, the little sword fairy who made the shot, remained expressionless.

However, after succeeding, he frowned instead.

I saw the king's land that had been cut into two sections in front of me, and the two stumps suddenly turned into black blood, seemingly illusory, and against the sword light of the little sword fairy, it traced upwards and backwards, soaking the bright Jian Guang.

Little Sword Fairy was startled.

However, as he retracted his sword, the blood that polluted his sword's light and intent flowed back even more violently, dyeing his right hand black and purple in an instant.

Irritable, gloomy, ferocious, bloodthirsty and other negative emotions all rushed into Xiao Jianxian's heart at once, making him even more anxious and furious who was already extremely bored.

He barely managed to keep his mind clear, and made a quick decision in an instant.

With a sword in his left hand, he cut off his right hand.

The right arm that had been stained black by blood was severed, and Xiao Jianxian's spiritual altar regained a moment of clarity.

But this clarity is fleeting.

There was still black blood, overflowing from the wound on his severed arm, and quickly spreading to his whole body.

The manic bloodthirsty killing intent made Xiao Jianxian wish to destroy and slaughter everything in front of him at this moment.

After all, his foundation is still deep, and he is strong enough to stabilize his mind and suppress the killing intent in his heart.

"... Patriarch Blood River?!"

Little Sword Immortal has a lot of knowledge, so she can tell instantly that this is definitely not a method that Wang Di can have, but the handiwork of Patriarch Xuehe.

But the blood river patriarch fell back then, even if the blood phoenix reincarnation art is superb, there should be no chance of resurrection, he can't hide it from the empress, the old sword fairy and others.

Xiao Jianxian stared, and saw a strange spar emerging from the puddle of blood melted by Wang Di's body.

From the spar, Wang Di's voice came out again.

"This is indeed the method that the ancestor of the blood river secretly buried in my body during the decisive battle. It was just to wait for the moment you kill me, pollute your sword intent, and turn the Tianhe River into a river of blood. Unfortunately, it was not used at that time , Patriarch Xuehe himself has fallen instead."

Wang Di smiled and said: "This time I got the help of an expert to create this fake body, but I still give you the gift that Patriarch Xuehe left you."

Little Sword Immortal raised his head to the sky and roared, full of anger and murderous aura.

The Tianhe River surrounding his body began to become dark and gloomy, and gradually turned blood-colored.

The undulating stars in the Milky Way, shining with brilliance, but faintly turned into blood.

"The more angry and hated you are, the more you will accept the gift of the ancestor of Xuehe." Wang Di's chuckle came from the spar: "Or it should be said, the more you look like Xue Tianhe, the ancestor of Xuehe."

Little Sword Fairy let out a long breath, his eyes were cold.

A cold and gloomy bloody light began to flash on his body, and his killing intent soared into the sky.

"So what if Tianhe turns into a river of blood?" Little Sword Fairy Shen Tianzhao said coldly: "I will use the Sword of Blood River to slaughter the river of blood, including you. Let's see how many lives you have for me to kill." .”

Wang Di laughed even louder: "As you please! I am not the ancestor of the Blood River, so what does it matter to me if the Blood River is not extinguished?

As for you want to kill me, you can do it at any time, but you should take care of Mrs. Dulong first, she is in danger now. "

Shen Tianzhao's face was cold, he said no more, turned around and flew towards the sea area where the battle was taking place in the distance.

Before leaving, he smashed the crystal stone with a sword.

The sword light is like blood.

After a while, Chen Luoyang's clone, a half-sea Taoist, appeared here, looking at the bloody light in the distance.

He kind of understood Wang Di's plan.

Last year, it was the ancestor of Xuehe who had planned for a long time, and was caught off guard to beat Shen Tianzhao.

This year Shen Tianzhao was mentally prepared, but Tianhe said otherwise, it depends on the situation of Mrs. Dulong, but he already hated Xuehe to the bone.

Even if he goes out of the Tianhe River, he will not throw himself into the Blood River.

Patriarch Xuehe's original plan to subdue him as his successor had already come to nothing.

But Wang Di didn't care much about it.

On the contrary, he intends to repeatedly rub against Shen Tianzhao's bottom line to "help" Shen Tianzhao back out of Tianhe.

What happened just now was just the beginning.

Chen Luoyang thought about it, and inquired about Wangdi's information through the white jade bottle in his mind.

At the same time, the half-sea Taoist clone continued to stare at Shen Tianzhao.

In the distant sea area, the warriors of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were fighting with the warriors of Yanran Mountain.

The Yanran mountain warrior here was originally entrusted by the king to take care of Mrs. Du Long temporarily.

In the end, a martial artist from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty found this place, and a big battle broke out between the two sides.

Just as the warriors of Yanran Mountain felt invincible, blood suddenly fell from the sky.

Yanran Mountain in Beihai has always been on good terms with Xuehe, seeing such pure Xuehe swordsmanship and feeling the depth of his cultivation, everyone in Yanran Mountain couldn't help but be overjoyed.

But everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was shocked in their hearts.

However, when this river of blood fell, it first attacked the descendant of Yanran Mountain!

Where the fierce and raging sword light flowed, blood immediately flowed into a river, dyeing the sea red.

Most of the people in Yanran Mountain were beheaded before they could resist.

An elder of Yanran Mountain in the seventeenth realm was shocked, looking at Shen Tianzhao who was covered in blood, and his white clothes had turned into blood clothes.

Before he could answer, Shen Tianzhao had already struck with a fierce sword.

The elder Yan Ranshan subconsciously wanted to take an old woman next to him as a hostage, but after touching Shen Tianzhao's blood-red eyes, he immediately withdrew his hands in a hurry and fled in embarrassment.

Shen Tianzhao grabbed the old woman.

The old woman stared at him blankly.

Shen Tianzhao took a deep breath, wanted to speak, opened his mouth, but stuck there, did not make a sound.

Everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was in shock.

The young man in front of him was no stranger to them.

But now, with the same facial features and appearance, it feels like they are completely two people compared to usual.

The leader of the Eastern Zhou camp, an old man in purple, turned his head slightly, and asked the people around him in a low voice: "Are you sure he is the 'Tianhe Sword' Shen Tianzhao? Although the old man has seen a portrait, but his current appearance..."

The Eastern Zhou warrior beside him was also full of hesitation: "It should be Little Sword Immortal, but the 'Tianhe Sword' is just..."

After pondering for a while, the purple-clothed old man cupped his hands and said, "Little friend Shen..."

His voice seemed to startle Shen Tianzhao.

The blood-clothed youth suddenly turned his head, and wherever he looked, everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty felt chills all over their bodies.

That ferocious sword qi killing intent, no matter how you look at it, is the direct descendant of Blood River, the god of killing in the world.

Shen Tianzhao took a deep breath, moved his eyes a little reluctantly, and then left without saying a word, leading the old woman.

Everyone in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stayed where they were, still in shock, and even more confused.

In the distance, Chen Luoyang's avatar, a half-sea Taoist, watched from afar, thoughtful.
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