I am a True Villain Chapter 670: Blood sacrifice

The moment the long knife was lifted, Xu Zimo waved it in midair, and the knife gas drew a transparent barrier in front.

All Wanjian are blocked by a barrier.

The Jian Ming opposite looked dignified. On the three-foot blue and white sword, an aurora shot straight into the sky.

The sword qi on the whole sword is in a vertical and horizontal direction, and the surrounding clouds are divided.

I saw him rising from Tread the sky , and the white robe fluttered in the wind.

"Zhentian Wuying Sword," Master Jiang Ming sipped, and the figure disappeared completely on the ring.

At the moment, the remnants of swords and swords echo in the ring.

The dense sword light occupies the entire contest, as if the space was split into countless pieces in front of you.

"All are flashy moves," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

He stretched out his right hand, holding the knife only in the mid-air, and he didn't see any other movement.

The sound of "Rumble" blew around, and the entire ring space was completely destroyed.

People watching around the battle can hardly see anything. The sword prison surrounds the entire ring.

The big explosion of "Boom" completely collapsed in Biwu Ringtai.

When all the sword intentions shattered the whole space, a flying mosquito could die millions of times, and the audience watching the battle gradually saw the scene inside.

A series of cracks spread down from the competition ring at the foot, and the sound of "click and click" sounded.

The ring collapsed a little bit, and everyone was surprised, knowing that the ring was built specifically for combat, and it has a strong ability to withstand.

"Master Jiang Ming is strong again," someone muttered to himself.

Xu Zimo is still standing quietly in the center of the ring.

As a sword light fell from the void, I saw Jian Ming's figure slowly appearing here.

He raised his right hand, the sword light turned into his saber and fell in his hand.

"No one of my age can catch my sword," Jian Ming said lightly.

He looked at Xu Zimo and seemed to be waiting for something, but the scene of the fragmented Xu Zimo body did not happen.

With a puff, I saw that the robe on his abdomen suddenly shattered, and a line of blood burst out of it.

"How come, when?" Jian Ming son kneeled on the ground, his eyes looked at Xu Zimo in horror.

In his sight, Xu Zimo just held a knife and never moved.

He clearly escaped, why did he still get a knife.

He looked at the figure standing in the middle of the ring, and inexplicably felt chills.

"Could it be that since the first sword I produced, he could see the trajectory of all my sword skills.

So his knife did not move, because that is where my trajectory of swordsmanship must go," Jian Ming guessed boldly.

Otherwise, the knife in him cannot be explained at all.

"Eye can be deceiving sometimes," Xu Zimo turned around and said flatly.

"Why are you okay?" Jian Ming said unwillingly.

"Because you are too weak," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly and said, "I am at fifth layer, and you are only at the first floor."

Seeing this scene, the audience beneath the scene burst into flames, and I couldn’t believe the scene in front of me.

"Sword Ming Ming has lost? How is this possible."

"What is the origin of that guy, never seen it."

At the moment in the auditorium, the young man in Chinese costume who borrowed a knife from Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes.

I immediately asked the next man: "I remember that Jianming is a child of Jianzuo."

"Yes, he is one of the children of the heirs, but it does not seem to be popular in family," the next man nodded.

"That's a bit interesting, I remember Jianzuo is something," Huafu Gongzi smiled.

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Jianming lowered his head and watched the blood drop drop from his abdomen. He hadn't been injured in a long time, or he didn't feel any pain.

"You are really strong," Jian Ming took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

"I also admit that if I fight normally, I am not your opponent."

"So what?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I don't like the feeling of defeat, just like when I left from Jianzuo," Jian Ming said calmly.

"No one wants to lose," Xu Zimo replied.

"Yes, so I decided to show you my strongest trick, even if I save my life for it, I will spare it."

Jianming picked up the sword in his hand, and there was an unspeakable emotion in his eyes.

Sadness or nostalgia, or that deep madness.

He picked up the blue-and-white long sword. At this moment, the long sword seemed to feel something.

The blue-and-white long sword turned into blood red at the moment, and the whole sword changed from pure to evil.

He raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, the green muscles on his forehead burst, and all the spiritual energy around him condensed on the sword.

"Blood Sacrifice Sword," Jian Ming roared, and the blood in his body also poured into the long sword.

The blood red on the long sword was more and more shocking, and Jian Ming's face became more and more white, and the whole person seemed to be dried up.

"Come on, let me see how strong you are," Jian Ming clenched his long sword as if condensing all his strength on this sword.

That's it.

The blood-red sword qi seemed to block the sun, and a kilometer-long sword qi burst from the blood sword.

The explosion of "Boom" rang all around.

Scarlet sword qi is killed towards Xu Zimo with a destructive and irresistible momentum.

This sword fell behind, and Jian Ming seemed to have been drained of his strength and collapsed directly to the ground.

He struggled to raise his head, and looked at the sword so quietly.

The power of this sword is even more than that of the contest ring. Those who watched the battle next to them were frightened and frightened to avoid the surroundings.

The referee on the side raised the defensive shield and enveloped the entire competition ring.

Looking at the destruction of this sword, Xu Zimo is still a knife.

Nothing else, pure realm suppression, pure Bloodline Technique comprehension and transcendent vision.

This knife directly hits the weakest part of sword qi and only hears the sound of "boom".

Blood red sword qi is broken from the middle position ~IndoMTL.com~.

The power and murderousness of sword qi were annihilated in an instant.

Xu Zimo stands there, and it feels casual and meaningless.

It seems that this attack does not even qualify him seriously.

"You," Jian Ming coughed heavily and looked at Xu Zimo incredulously.

This sword of blood sacrifice is the undisclosed secret of their sword mound. Every swordsman is born with a sword.

A sword is enough to stay with you for life. Only when faced with a life-and-death crisis, the swordsman will use this trick to integrate all the blood in the body into the sword and fight for a fight.

Although Jianming now only has the Venerate realm, this attack is a real Fusing with Heaven level attack.

"Is it not good to admit defeat early, you have to hit yourself so hard," Xu Zimo sighed and shook her head.

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