Chapter 168 (1/2)

Accompanied by this roar, there was a strong smell of evil. The blood wings behind the strong blood demon agitated him and almost came to Chen Chu's back in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Chen Chu's eyes solidified and his wrist turned, he held a sharp sword in the palm of his hand. This long sword was the sword that Chen Chu had taken from Wushang's hand.

At present, the distance between him and the powerful blood demon is too close. At this distance, the range weapons such as purple thunder whip can't play the most powerful role at all. He still depends on the long sword.

Hum -

the true Qi of Chen Chu poured into his sword like a river. With the influx of real Qi, the sword suddenly showed its sharpness, and a strong will rose slowly.

However, when Chen dunchen took out his sword, he did not use it.

If the former Chen Chu was a sharp sword into the scabbard, then now it is full of sharp edges, just like the God of Shura sword. The sharp spirit is unstoppable!

Hum -

Chen Chu held the sword in his big hand, and a startling sword shadow, carrying a strong wind, chopped back.

”Little skills.” The strong blood demon disdained to sneer and pointed out that the shadow of Jingtian sword was suddenly broken. At the same time, his figure had come to Chen Chu's back.

At this moment, even Chen Chu felt his scalp numb. In a moment, the sword shadow streamed to the extreme. His whole body was determined to work. He grasped Ye Zhiqiu's hand and ran wildly with milk.

”Boy, you can't escape.”

In the eyes of the powerful blood demon, he was even more ironic. Now that the God soul sect leader is dead, Chen Chu has almost no way to escape. At the moment, he is not in a hurry to catch Chen Chu at the first time, which is quite a bit of a joke.

Boom -

but what he didn't expect was that at this moment, the space in front of him roared and roared, and the towering flame burst into the sky.

At that moment, the face of the strong blood demon changed greatly, and a fierce breath locked him in. The breath was so strong that it seemed to be able to turn the world around. Once it appeared, the space was distorted directly, as if it would collapse at any time.

”There is a strong one!” The strong man of the blood demon was shocked. Looking along his eyes, there were already dense figures in front of him. They were flying towards them, obviously all of them were strong people of human race.

And among these strong people, there is a breath, even he is afraid of it. Obviously, among these people, there is a strong embryo!

”It's the Lord!” Ye Zhiqiu's small face is full of ecstasy. She has seen that all the people in front of her are from his jiuxiao sword sect, and the leader is the leader of his jiuxiao sword sect!

Although I don't know why the LORD came here, she knows that they are saved!

”Boy, sooner or later, your blood essence will be your own!” The strong blood demon looked at Chen Chu and gnashed his teeth.

With his current distance, he can easily kill Chen Chu and absorb the power of the other side's blood essence. But in this way, he will be surrounded. Under the balance, he still chooses to give up the fight against Chen Chu and turn around and fly away towards the distance.

Even Chen Chu is one Leng, did not expect the other side unexpectedly left like this.

Not long after the blood demon strong man left, the group of figures in front finally came to Chen Chu and others, all of them from jiuxiao sword school. One of the old men looked at the back of the blood demon strong man's leaving and gnashed his teeth: ”Damn it, I let that blood demon strong man escape.”

”Lord, do you want to chase after the powerful blood demon and kill him immediately?” An elder stood up and asked the leader of jiuxiao sword sect.

From beginning to end, the elders of jiuxiao sword sect did not pay attention to Ye Zhiqiu.

It's like, I don't know each other at all.

”No, it's important to find Wu Shang first.” The leader of the jiuxiao sword sect waved his hand, with a look of depression in his eyes.

This is a gray hair bin, not angry from the prestige of the middle-aged man, all over the body, are full of the dignified atmosphere of the superior, so that people fear.