It was the strongest person of the blood clan who spoke, known as the Blood Ancestor, an old monster who had lived for nearly a thousand years, because of his cultivation of the evil bloodthirsty exercises, the smell of blood on his body was very strong, and he could smell it from a distance of 100 meters, which was disgusting and disgusting.

"Lord Blood Ancestor, please spare your life, we are really innocent."

"Your Excellency, please be gracious!"

The surrounding cultivators suddenly said in panic, and some even knelt down directly.

When people face death, their hearts are the most fragile, not to mention that they have been tortured by the ghost king, and they have just escaped, and their psychological defense line is even more vulnerable.

However, there are also some cultivators who are not afraid of life and death, looking at the Saint Clan powerhouse in the sky with their heads held high, and a cold glint flashes in their eyes.

"Stand up, even if you die, you can't lose my Huaxia's face!" An old man in a green robe said angrily.

On his body, there was an aura as sharp as a sword, and he was obviously a sword cultivator.

However, the other cultivators were still indifferent and numb, and now for them, life was more important than dignity.

"Hmph, Huaxia cultivators, it's really a bunch of waste!"

Another tall old man with the power of a terrifying beast said.

He is none other than the other giant of the Holy Clan, Lord Condra, the patriarch of the Dark Wolf Clan.

"They don't deserve to be Chinese." The old man in the long robe glared angrily and said.

"Oh? It's kind of interesting. The Blood Ancestor took a step forward, and the momentum of the mountain shrouded down, so that the cultivators below couldn't even raise their heads.

The old man's body was trembling violently, but he still straightened his back and did not give in.

"Now the ancestor gives you a chance to live, kneel down and kowtow, and spare your life." Blood Ancestor said with a sneer.

"Old horseman, you also deserve me to kneel down with Qinghe Sword Immortal?" The old man, known as the Qinglan Sword Immortal, scolded proudly.

"Qinghe Sword Immortal? He is actually a Qinghe Sword Immortal? ”

As soon as they heard this name, many cultivators around were shocked.

Chen Qingyang They may have heard the name of this Qinghe Sword Immortal for the first time, after all, he is a super strong man who has been famous for hundreds of years, and it is rumored that he slashed the Yangtze River backwards with a sword, taking the enemy's head thousands of miles away, and achieving an invincible myth.

It's a pity that since that battle, Qinghe Sword Immortal has been hidden in the rivers and lakes, and there has been no legend about him since then.

It turned out that his opponent was also an extremely terrifying strong man back then, and the two fought for several hours before the winner was decided.

Although Qinghe Sword Immortal finally cut off the opponent's head, he also suffered a heavy blow, and it took him a hundred years to recover from his injuries.

Originally, he had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, no longer asked about the world, and devoted himself to cultivating the way of the Sword Immortal, who would have thought that the evil lord would find him in the place where he was cultivating, and after gaining his trust, he used despicable means to seriously injure the Qinghe Sword Immortal again and forcibly abducted him to the Ghost King City.

Chen Qingyang also looked sideways at the Qinghe Sword Immortal slightly, and on his body, Chen Qingyang saw a familiar shadow, that is, the Sword Demon King Canglan.

Wang Canglan's strength may not be as good as the Sword Immortal in front of him, but they all have a fierce sword momentum on their bodies, which is a sword momentum that can only be revealed by being obsessed with sword cultivation.

"Sword Immortal?" Blood Ancestor looked at Qinghe Sword Immortal with disdain, and said: "I have long heard that Huaxia Sword Immortal can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away with a sword in his hand, today Ancestor gives you a chance, if you can catch the three moves of the Ancestor, what if you let you live?" ”

It could be heard from the tone that the Blood Ancestor was very confident in his own strength, and he did not take Qinghe Sword Immortal in his eyes at all.

Qinghe Sword Immortal's pale face, which seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness, was slightly angry, and then jumped up.

"Here comes the sword!"

I saw that the Qinghe Sword Immortal burst out, and a wisp of silver-white light suddenly broke out of the air, wrapping around the Qinghe Sword Immortal.

In the silver light, a flying sword like a swimming dragon could be faintly seen, revealing an astonishing sword momentum.

As soon as Qinghe Sword Immortal's flying sword came out, the surrounding wind felt stopped, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

"Mid-Sanctuary Realm!"

At this moment, Chen Qingyang and the others discovered that the strength of the Qinghe Sword Immortal had already entered the middle stage of the Sacred Realm.

If it weren't for the evil lord who made a sneak attack from behind, he would not have been able to capture Qinghe Sword Immortal here.

"Brother Yang, this Qinghe Sword Immortal is seriously injured now, and he may not be the opponent of that Blood Ancestor." Pastoral whispered.

In front of the god of death, Qinghe Sword Immortal can still show iron-clad pride, such a cultivator can't die here in vain.

"If there's danger, you save him." Chen Qingyang said.

If it comes to the speed of saving people, in front of the pastoral song of cultivating the way of space, Chen Qingyang is also ashamed of himself.

"Understood!" Madrigal nodded in response.

"Get out of the sword, you only have three moves!" Blood Ancestor squinted his eyes lightly and said, his whole body was so angry that people didn't dare to look up and look directly.

Qinghe Sword Immortal pinched the sword trick in his hand, and pointed at the sky.

"The wind and clouds move the mountains and rivers!"

As soon as the sword trick came out, the silver flying sword violently vibrated and suddenly turned into a brilliant silver light that pierced the void, emitting a deafening sword qi roar.

The lake boiled and the earth trembled.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, the flying sword directly took the head of the Blood Ancestor.

"It's a great swordsmanship, but it's a pity that the strength is insufficient."

Chen Qingyang shook his head slightly and said.

Sensing the horror of this sword, the Blood Ancestor's expression was also slightly startled, but he quickly reacted, and a huge bloody hand pressed down out of thin air, as vast as a mountain.

"Boom!"

The flying sword continued to hit the bloody hand seal, making a piercing crashing sound, and finally it was slapped down weakly.

"Poof!"

The flying sword was refined by the natal essence blood of the Qinghe Sword Immortal, and now it was suppressed and photographed by the Blood Ancestor, and his spiritual soul was also hit hard, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and he stood in the void and crumbled.

"I thought that Huaxia Sword Immortal was so powerful, but it turned out to be in vain." Blood Ancestor said with a mocking expression.

However, the people present were not idle people, how could they not see that if the Qinghe Sword Immortal was not seriously injured, the Blood Ancestor might not be able to easily block his sword.

Qinghe Sword Immortal pinched his sword finger and took back the falling flying sword.

At this time, his mental state was extremely poor, his body was shaky, and he felt that a gust of wind could blow him down.

However, he didn't choose to compromise and give up, looking up at the Blood Ancestor.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the Qinghe Sword Immortal spat out a mouthful of essence blood and sprayed it on the flying sword.

This is his natal blood!

"A song of the Milky Way swings for nine days!"

As soon as the sword trick came out, the silver flying sword exploded out of thin air, tearing through the void, like a brilliant galaxy.

The blood ancestor concocted it in the same way, and made a bloody handprint at will.

"Shhhh

In an instant, the Galaxy Flying Sword easily tore through the terrifying blood handprint and stabbed directly into the throat of the Blood Ancestor.

Blood Ancestor's face changed dramatically in an instant, obviously he didn't expect the power of this sword to be so terrifying.

However, Qinghe Sword Immortal's strength was finally unable to support the flying sword, and when he stabbed at the Blood Ancestor, his speed slowed down significantly, giving him enough time to dodge the vital point.