Feng Zikang frowned, he was naturally reluctant to give up the iron sword in his hand, and with a knock of his left hand, he slapped the red snake head back, but the giant snake was fierce and abnormal, only turned his head, and opened his mouth to bite in a different direction!
This kind of evil art of feeding the sword with blood can nourish the sword soul the most, but the sword soul has absorbed the master's heart's blood, strong is strong, but it is not easy to be controlled by the master, and in the end, the sword soul grows, and I don't know whether it is a human sword, or a Jin person, the sword soul of the blood line snake sword, this big red snake, is thick and fat, presumably that Huang Jiumi has been fed for a long time.
"Huh!
Baby, you still don't withdraw your sword!
Then go die!
” In Dong Jiumi's cruel laughter, the big red snake raised its head high, opened its bloody mouth, and actually bit down on Feng Zikang's head!
"I'm afraid not necessarily!"
Feng Zikang chuckled, and he keenly felt the movement of the iron sword in his hand.
This isn't a gut-seeking sword!
He laughed and withdrew his sword as he said, "Leaning backwards, avoiding the fierce blow of the red snake."
Dong Jiumi was complacent, and suddenly saw the iron sword entangled by the red snake making a buzzing sound, and somehow in a turn, the originally hard hundred refining steel turned into finger wrapping softness, and in turn entangled the big red snake that the blood line snake sword turned into.
Red and black are entangled, it is good-looking, but the big red snake was twisted and breathless, in pain, and hissed, as if to ask the master to save his life, Huang Jiumi was distressed, desperately crisp, and wanted to snatch Feng Zikang's iron sword out.
It's a pity that the sky doesn't obey people's wishes, only listen to the sound of the clanging, the iron sword is just a draw, and then I hear the red snake scream, turning into a cloud of red mist, and then dissipating without a trace, the iron sword withdraws out, circling twice in the air, it seems to be very happy, and then it flies back to Feng Zikang's hands.
"Ahh Hotaru Jiumi looked at the handkerchief sword again, "It's still a red double fork, twisted and twisted, and even the weight of the material is the same, but I don't know why."
It's a loss of charm.
The original strange light has also disappeared, and it has been dimmed to the extreme, just like a piece of mortal iron!
"Ahh O my serpent!
” Dong Jiumi hugged the dead blood line snake wound.
Even ignoring the great enemy in front of him, he actually squatted on the ground and wept bitterly.
I don't kill nameless guests in my life, I only take the name sword to warm my stomach!
Swallowing the Sky Ancient Sword!
Feng Zikang looked at the iron sword in his hand, it seemed that he had only repaired a few more cracks, and there were no other special manifestations, among the cracks, there seemed to be a faint red light, but I don't know if it was the illusion of seeing too much blood.
The Heaven Devouring Ancient Sword in his hand seems to have some origin, but it's a pity that when the master passed it on to him. only said that General Lu used to be a sword, but it was also vague; After realizing that the Zen master was going to tell him the story of this sword, but after that night, he never encountered it, and Feng Zikang still didn't know what the origin of this ancient sword was.
However, although it does not have other magical powers, this wonderful use of capturing the souls of other mages to repair itself is already very remarkable.
Feng Zikang was in the battle for the first time: This method was really a one-shot work, destroying the blood line snake sword soul carefully refined by Dong Jiumi!
Feng Zikang saw Dong Jiumi squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, he was disdainful in his heart, and with a swing of his sword, he was about to behead him, so he could continue to move forward!
Seeing where his sword light came from, Hotaru Jiumi held the bloodline snake sword in his arms, his eyes were cracked, and he rolled on the spot, avoiding this sword.
Little baby, if you kill my beloved son, I have to eat your flesh and skin to eliminate the hatred in my heart, do you dare to report your name?
” Feng Zikang smiled coldly≈ it was a sword to slash away.
"What are you?
You don't deserve to ask my name!
” "I'm mad at me!"
Dong Jiumi's hair rushed to the crown angrily, shook his head, and sure enough, he threw off the golden helmet of Bird Feather, revealing a pale messy hair, a curl of his tongue, wrapped the bloodline snake sword in his hand, swallowed it, and shook his body, only to see that the lower half of his body was getting longer and longer, revealing a slippery and thick crimson tail!
Dong Jiumi was originally a snake demon, which was expected by Feng Zikang, but his relationship with the bloodline snake sword was something Feng Zikang never expected.
At the beginning, Huang Jiumi's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Snakes Sword Technique was successful, but he never had a good sword to use, and he was depressed, so he followed the method in the Ten Thousand Snakes Secret Guide to collect the three treasures of Nine Heavens Essence Iron, Earth Crystal Chalcedony and Ten Thousand Years of Hanxuan, and then combined with the blood of the dragon, he wanted to refine the Blood Line Snake Sword, but he opened the furnace for seven years, but he did nothing.
He was ruthless and took the lady and a few.
The children were thrown into the furnace, wanting to follow the story of their ancestors, sacrifice the sword with blood, and get the spirit of the sword, but this has results, at least the sword shape in the furnace can already be seen in some shape.
But the sword god sword soul is not successful, and this bloodline snake sword cannot be refined after all.
Relying on Jiu Mi to even get the last method of blood sacrifice came out, and before it succeeded, he had to give up, let this fire burn, and look forward to the day when the fate of heaven can be made and can be in and out.
Another few years of hard work.
Huang Jiumi was lonely and bored, married another wife, and gave birth to a son.
This son is smart and clever, self-defeating, low-spirited, and successful in demon law, and he is most favored by him, and his mind of refining swords has gradually faded, but he is bent on cultivating his son, and he is better than blue, and he is old"; Times.
Who knew that one day this son broke into the sword refining room, and saw that the sword in the furnace was strangely shaped, and he was inexplicably attracted, and he lost his footing for a while, fell into the furnace, and burned it clean.
Dong Jiumi rushed to the bitter and tearful, sad and sad, only hated himself for being too deep in his son, but he didn't expect that after this battle, this bloodline snake sword, which had been refined for more than ten years, suddenly broke out.
It turned out to be done, the soul on the sword was like that, and the breath of Hotaru Jiumi's proud son was the same, and he knew that this son had become a sword soul, and for a while, there were big ups and downs, great sorrows and joys, and great losses, which made him at a loss.
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Fortunately, Huang Jiumi is a ruthless old demon after all, and if he gets the demon sword, he can be regarded as a son, but he just cherishes this sword as a son.
But he still couldn't understand why so many sons had been thrown in before, and the sword just couldn't be successful.
You have to wait for your beloved son to go in before you can refine this bloodline snake sword.
Today, the sword soul was devoured and disappeared, and he lost his soul, just like his son died again.
In a fit of rage, he showed his true form that had not been seen for hundreds of years!
Blood Spirit Python!
I saw a giant python with the thickness of a water tank entrenched on the ground, stretched out, it should be about 20 zhang long, only one head was still in human shape, and the white hair was scattered.
Spitting evil words.
"Little baby, today the ancestor will kill you."
Feng Zikang was not afraid at all, his fighting spirit was high, he raised his sword to the sky, and waited intently, but he heard the strange cry of the beast dragon behind him, which seemed to be the intention of asking for war.
"You're going to fight this python?.
The dragon lacks teeth and claws, and is very disdainful.
It was originally a five-clawed divine dragon in the sky, and where could it afford to look at the python Jiaojiao crawling on the ground, but now it has injured the dragon qi, and this giant python divine soul inner pill happens to be its tonic, so it came up to fight!
"Haha!
Okay, then there you go!
” Feng Zikang knew its intentions, and slapped it on the back of the trap beast, and it roared wildly, rushed out, and shouted at the blood spirit giant python to provoke.
Dong Jiumi turned into a blood python, he was already angry, his mind was a little unclear, where could he withstand such a provocation, his head shook, he simply hid his head, and turned into a huge and friendless python head, his eyes were blood-red, his mouth was like a huge basin, his teeth were like steel knives, and his mouth was like biting off the body of the beast.
The trap beast dragon did not avoid it, so he let it bite on his body, it had no flesh and skin anyway, and it didn't feel pain, it turned over, its huge claws were like knives, and there were several cuts on the blood python's body.
The blood python roared angrily, and its tail waved sharply, like an iron whip, pulling away Long Quan's giant claws, Long Que was not in a hurry, but also raised his tail and became entangled with the blood python.
The fight between these two things is interesting, both are long shapes, both have a flexible long tail, the blood python has more teeth, and the dragon lacks five more giant claws.
A dragon and a python, the fight is fierce.
Mountains and rocks crumble, dust and mist rise into the air.
Feng Zikang sat aside, while distractedly observing the fierce battle of the dragon python, while carefully understanding the mystery of the swordsmanship just now, he led the smile, countless mountains, rocks and trees passed by him, but he couldn't bully him within three feet.
If the sword has a god, it will naturally turn like a wish.
He pondered for a long time, gently swinging his sword, and felt that his mind was ethereal, as if he had made progress again.
Before he used the Starlight Extinction Sword Technique, his mind was mostly on the word "extinction", and he paid too much attention to momentum and speed, although the power was infinite, he lost the meaning of starlight smart and flickering.
Today, I can occasionally see ten thousand snakes dancing, connecting with the stars in the sky, and I have an understanding.
He didn't care about the occasion, he just took care of himself and performed swordsmanship.
The ancient sword of swallowing the sky is clumsy and simple, but he kneaded the meaning of starlight, and it turned out to be as light as a feather, and it was very smart.
Above the blade, there is a faint starlight jumping, bright and uncertain.
Life and death, and even infinity.
In the starlight, a metaphor for vitality, Feng Zikang suddenly realized this truth, if it is blindly extinct.
The magic of swordsmanship is only taken in the straight, and if you don't ask for it in the song, you will lose the meaning of the word starlight.
In the face of the weak, it is naturally destroyed with one blow, but for opponents of the same level or stronger enemies, it is extremely easy to break, and Starlight Extinction, as a powerful method to defeat the strong with the weak, will naturally not be so simple.
Feng Zikang got this sword path, and he was happy to try, and slowly danced the Heaven Devouring Ancient Sword "Although his sword style is slow, it contains the supreme truth of heaven and earth and the universe, and I saw that a light golden arc slowly appeared around him, about three zhang square, and it was still slowly expanding, and everything in the outside world had nothing to do with it."
At this time, the Blood Spirit Python was scratched through its abdomen by a claw of the dragon, and it took out a piece of meat fiercely?
The Blood Spirit Giant Python roared angrily, and with a flick of its giant tail, it slammed Long Que out fiercely, crashing into the arc around Feng Zikang's body.
I saw that the arc shook slowly, and Long Que slowly slid down the locust, and he didn't even feel the impact.
Feng Zikang stood in the arc with his eyes closed, just slowly dancing his sword, ignoring the idle affairs of the outside world.
I saw that above the arc, the stars were bright and uncertain, and the light was bright, clearly like a desolate universe!