Hearing the young warrior mention Luo Feng, Yue Haitang's undulating face revealed a hint of melancholy.

He was training near the Red Flame Desert, and a few days ago, he happened to hear the news that Luo Feng was in the Red Dragon Mountains, and he thought it was a rumor, but he didn't care.

In the past two days, he heard the news that a large number of Demon Sect disciples had appeared in the Red Flame Desert to find Luo Feng, and then he was convinced that this matter was not groundless, and he came directly, wanting to help Luo Feng.

Just now, he saw a blood light appear in the sky, and recognized that it was the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Condensation Thunderbolt, so he wanted to go and see the situation, but before he could go far, he was stopped by someone.

"If you want to know Luo Feng's whereabouts, then you should ask my sword first!"

The young warrior raised his eyebrows, smiled sinisterly, and his pupils suddenly turned into a strange blood-colored, and as he slashed down with a sword, on the three-foot sword, a strong blood-colored sword qi erupted, which was more than ten meters long, and the blood and qi were swirling on it, as if there were countless ghosts twisting and struggling, which was extremely weird.

Yue Haitang's face was frosty, "Since that's the case, then I'll use my sword to ask you!"

Brush!

Holding the sword in both hands, Yue Haitang raised the sword straight in the center of his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes, through the blade of the sword, became extremely bright in vain, spewing out endless astonishing sharp qi, and the blood-colored sword qi actually had a sign of collapse in front of this momentum.

The blue clothes on his body were hunting and flying, and he didn't see any movement of Yue Haitang, and a heavy sword shadow differentiated from the sword in his hand, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi appeared out of thin air, enveloping the entire space, and rushed out, like a huge wave of sword qi, starting an endless strangulation.

Sneer......

The air was cut to pieces in an instant, and the blood-colored sword qi entered the range of the sword qi, like a mud cow entering the sea, it was difficult to enter an inch, and finally it was completely worn out and dissipated invisible.

The momentum of the sword qi wave was unabated, and with a continuous and ferocious sword momentum, it shrouded the young warrior.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Next to him, the middle-aged warrior felt the terrifying sword momentum on Yue Haitang's body, and his face was terrified.

In front of this sword momentum, he felt like a small boat in the stormy waves, and even the courage to make a move was deprived, and the sense of oppression that was about to come could almost make people collapse.

"This is not the Jade Hall Sword Technique!"

The young man's face was gloomy, and his desire to kill Yue Haitang intensified again.

The other party is younger than him, and he has such strength, if it is a few years later, he may not even be able to stop the other party's move.

Now, if you want to kill this person, now is your last chance!

The murderous intent in his eyes was deep, the young man's face was ruthless, his expression was hideous, and his left index finger burst out with sharp energy, and he cut his right hand without hesitation.

Poof!

Blood shot out, and the strange thing was that the blood did not fall, as if it had spirituality, and merged into the vitality of the youth.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the blood-colored brilliance on the young warrior's body skyrocketed by a few points, and it looked extremely viscous and red, as if a layer of substantial blood mist was shrouded around him, and the air was full of blood.

"Break it for me!"

Fused with the essence and blood of the origin, the young man's eyes were blood-red, his momentum skyrocketed, and he held the sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword.

Phew!

The incomparably condensed blood-colored sword qi rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became a hundred zhang in size, like a huge blood-colored waning moon, smashing the layers of sword qi like a bamboo.

"Senior Brother Cui actually performed the blood coagulation technique, this person's strength is so terrifying?"

The one-armed warrior's face was horrified.

The young man himself is the best among the mid-stage martial artists of the Spirit Whirl Realm, and after performing blood clotting, the Origin Essence Blood can make his strength skyrocket by three percent, and his real strength, even if it is not as good as the late stage martial artists of the Spirit Whirl Realm, is not much different.

It's just that this kind of secret technique has great side effects, the consumption of essence and blood is not something that can be recovered in a day or two, and it needs to be slowly recuperated, so only when it comes to life and death will the blood coagulation technique be performed.

Performing the blood coagulation technique as soon as he started his hand was really unexpected by the one-armed warrior.

Brush!

Yue Haitang did not harden the blood-colored sword qi, and her figure flickered, leaving behind many phantoms, avoiding the range of sword qi.

Looking at the young warrior who was shrouded in blood mist, he frowned slightly.

The blood clotting thunderbolt just now made him very concerned about it, and he didn't want to delay too much time here.

At this moment, his vision was once again enveloped in red light.

"Die!"

The young warrior was unforgiving, and the figure scurried, approaching with a fierce sword light.

Yue Haitang's lips pursed slightly, he saw that the opponent's strength was not simple, if he didn't use this weird martial art, he would be confident that he would win in a short time, but now it is impossible, he must continue to stalemate, and wait until the opponent's essence and blood are exhausted.

But it takes a lot of time.

"Let's use this anyway. ”

Resoluteness appeared in his eyes, and Yue Haitang suddenly had an extra jade pendant in his left hand.

The jade pendant was crystal clear, and there was a sword-shaped dent in the middle that escaped with colorful Xuanguang, exuding a strong sharp aura, which was the sword heart heavenly jade that he had asked Luo Feng to keep before.

Airplanes!

As soon as Jian Xin Tianyu appeared, Yue Haitang's whole person's momentum immediately changed, his clothes were flying in hunting, his eyes were sharp, and the air in front of him was cut and shattered by an invisible force, and he was twisted and distorted.

At the same time, a series of sword-shaped phantoms loomed around him, and the astonishing sharp aura soared into the sky, and the sand and dust on the ground were all attracted and swirled endlessly, forming a vortex of sand and dust, which was connected to him, adding a bit of power.

Brush Brush ......

With a gaze, the sword in Yue Haitang's hand shook slightly.

Suddenly, countless huge swords shot out like a raging storm, with an indomitable momentum, each sword qi was extremely condensed, and the amazing artistic conception made the one-armed warriors and young warriors feel shocked, and their hearts were terrified, and their spirits were firmly suppressed by these sword lights.

"Sword Intent!"

The young man's eyes widened, and his dark pupils were filled with countless cold lights, which quickly expanded.

Puff!puff!puff!puff......

The air was pierced, and everything in this space was cut to pieces, including the blood-colored sword used by the young warrior, as well as his body.

In the sky, only a rain of blood was sprinkled, proving that the Tsing Yi warrior did exist.

The one-armed warrior stood in place, dumbfounded.

Just now, the young warrior still suppressed Yue Haitang steadily, but in an instant, he was killed by a sword, and ended up with no bones!

This sudden change made him think that he was hallucinating, just the fresh smell of blood in the air, but it was extremely real......

Call......

Yue Haitang exhaled lightly, her face turned a little pale, she glanced at the sword heart heavenly jade in her hand, and said to herself:

"Other people's sword intent is a foreign object after all......"

Shaking his head, Yue Haitang put away the sword heart jade, looked at the one-armed martial artist, and said:

"What's up with that Blood Clotting Thunderbolt?"

Swept away by Yue Haitang's gaze, a layer of cold sweat appeared on the one-armed warrior's forehead, he wanted to escape from the bottom of his heart, but thinking of the miserable fate of the young warrior just now, he didn't dare to escape, swallowed his saliva and replied:

"That is the signal that Luo Feng has been discovered, and it is not surprising that someone should have discovered Luo Feng's whereabouts. We're getting ready to investigate. ”

"He's really here......"

Hearing this, a brilliance flashed in Yue Haitang's eyes, and she looked up at the blood light that was gradually converging in the distance, and couldn't help but clench her sword.

"Yue Haitang, I know that you have outstanding strength, but if you want to save Luo Feng, I advise you to give up this thought. This time, in order to hunt down Luo Feng, our Blood Demon Sect dispatched thousands of Spirit Whirlpool Realm disciples, and there are ten Demon General-level masters in charge, among them, the ghoul Dao people, the cultivation is already close to the Yuanhai Realm, don't say it's you, even if you Canglan Dynasty's ten new dragons come together, they will be wiped out with one move......"

In order to fight for a chance to live, the one-armed warrior knew everything and said everything, but before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that there was an empty place in front of him, where was the figure of Yue Haitang.