Chapter 513: Fighting the High Blood Demon Alone

Several times he wanted to get away and fly back, but Xiao Chen quickly caught him, and a flashing and dazzling sword light was blocked by that person again.

The meaning of killing and cutting permeated above the saber moves, but Xiao Chen felt peaceful in his heart. He looked at Leng Yue in his arms, thoughtful.

This kind of feeling is what is needed to control the killing, and it is necessary to find out the point of it. I don't know if it has anything to do with Leng Yue.

As for the other eight people in the petals, Xiao Chen didn't have the slightest worry. Among the petals, he was sure to trap another ten people to death.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and finally one of the eight people showed a flaw. Xiao Chen's gaze was fixed, and countless petals danced behind him.

The edge of the blade flickered, and the intent of the blade gushed out. He threw away the opponent's weapon and slashed lightly on his neck. Blood splashed and his head fell to the ground.

One person died, and the others panicked in their hearts, only thinking about how to rush out, but this gave Xiao Chen a greater chance.

With the cold moon in her arms, looking up at Xiao Chen's calm face, a strange feeling arose in her heart for no reason. This young man seemed different from many humans she had seen.

After another half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Chen completely dealt with the remaining seven people, glanced at the middle-aged swordsman who was tensely recovering from his wounds, and lightly tossed Leng Yue to the surface of the water.

Turnips support the sky!

The petals all over the sky danced behind Xiao Chen, and countless red brilliance poured into Xiao Chen's body, making the speed of this knife extremely fast, reaching 4.5 times the speed of sound.

The middle-aged swordsman opened his eyes, and Xiao Chen, who was flying towards him, and the countless petals behind him, said with a grinning smile: "The wounds are all healed, and you dare to rush over, ignorance, the eagle spreads its wings!"

With a loud shout, the middle-aged swordsman stood up, the brilliance surged on the long sword, and an angry eagle spread its wings from behind him, flapping its wings towards Xiao Chen with boundless momentum.

Squeak!

The eagle uttered a loud cry, and under the flapping of its wings, the wind surged, and the sharp eagle claws shone with a cold light, and grabbed Xiao Chen's head.

"Be careful." Leng Yue on the water behind her exclaimed softly.

Xiao Chen's complexion remained unchanged, and he stabbed straight away with the endless bloody petals behind him.

The faint red light in the eyes turned bright red?

?, but the Slaughtering Conception was fully activated, and the red saber light instantly became extremely bright, making people's eyes hurt a little.

break!

Leaping in the air, Xiao Chen went straight in with a knife, and with a bang, he broke through the eagle's belly and passed through.

The two eagle claws also hit Xiao Chen's body at the same time, creating a dozen bloody wounds, but that's all, Xiao Chen passed through after all.

Under the surprised eyes of the middle-aged swordsman, he swiped down at an extremely fast speed, swung the opponent's long sword away, and the tip of the knife pierced his chest.

Whoosh!

The bloody petals behind him rushed in quickly, and exploded with great force, sending the swordsman in the middle flying hundreds of meters away.

Above the wound, a blood-colored turnip tree grew rapidly, and its roots quickly took root in the middle-aged swordsman's body, firmly grasping his internal organs.

The middle-aged swordsman who tried his best to stand up was firmly pressed down so that he could not move in the slightest.

Xiao Chen paced forward slowly, drops of blood slid down from the tip of the knife, came to the side of the middle-aged swordsman, and wanted to chop off without hesitation.

"Xiao Chen, can you hand over this person to me." Leng Yue, who followed her, lowered her head and dared not look at Xiao Chen, and whispered.

Xiao Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then understood Leng Yue's meaning, the succubus cultivated by absorbing male Yang Yuan.

The cultivation base improved by Yang Yuan, the powerful succubi, the strength is not inferior to other demons, and when used together with the charm skill, it is a natural nemesis for male warriors.

He always felt that Leng Yue's strength had been weakened a lot, and ordinary succubi would not be so bad, except for charming skills.

What's more, she is still a high-level demon, that is a nobleman among demons, and is qualified to learn demon martial arts.

No matter how you say it, the middle-aged swordsman is still a half-step Martial Emperor Xiaocheng, and it should be of great use in helping her recover her strength.

Xiao Chen is not afraid at all, as her strength increases, she will pose a threat to herself, and the Soul Blood Jade will pinch the opponent's life all the time.

He stepped forward to disperse the sacred turnip tree on the middle-aged swordsman, and then moved his fingers quickly on his chest to completely seal his meridians.

Xiao Chen said to Leng Yue: "You can do what you want, I won't disturb you."

The succubus absorbs Yang Yuan, usually in the process of intercourse between a man and a woman, so that the man can enjoy the ultimate happiness, and at the moment when the happiness reaches its peak, it will automatically send out Yang Yuan.

There are other ways to take out Yang Yuan, but the effect will be much worse, no succubus would be willing to use other methods.

As soon as he finished speaking, he left this place quickly. He spent a lot of energy in repeated battles, and his injuries also needed to be dealt with.

Leng Yue looked at Xiao Chen's leaving back, and gave a wry smile without words. Finally, she turned her eyes to the middle-aged swordsman, wisps of faint pink light scattered like pollen towards the surroundings.

The middle-aged swordsman's eyes were terrified, knowing what was waiting for him, he struggled to stand up above the water and wanted to escape.

But helplessly, his viscera were horribly injured, his meridians were sealed again, and he struggled several times without success.

"Don't, don't come here..."

Leng Yue ignored the middle-aged swordsman's begging for mercy, her eyes were extremely cold, controlling the pollen-like light to penetrate into the opponent's body.

The middle-aged swordsman still had writing resistance at the beginning, but in the end, his eyes became blurred, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The expression of the whole person looked extremely happy, as if experiencing some extremely happy thing, and many illusions of love appeared in his mind.

After half a sound, Leng Yue at the side made a violent move, spread her five fingers and grabbed the top of the middle-aged swordsman's head, slowly closed her eyes, and a trace of Yang Yuan flowed into his body.

This method is completely different from what Xiao Chen imagined, and if he knew it, he wouldn't have to avoid it.

As the traces of Yang Yuan entered her body, the injuries on Leng Yue's body were rapidly recovering in a manner visible to the naked eye.

The delicate skin has become smoother and more delicate, and even a faint luster can be seen faintly, the whole person is radiant, and the fair skin can be broken by blows.

boom!

Leng Yue let go of her hand, and the middle-aged swordsman's body slowly fell on the water surface, completely out of breath, and there was still a happy smile on the corner of his mouth before he died.

Taking off the space ring from the middle-aged swordsman's hand, Leng Yue didn't open it, and walked quickly towards Xiao Chen's direction above the water.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, holding four middle-level spirit stones in his hand, sensing Leng Yue's footsteps, opened his eyes, and put away the middle-level spirit stones that he hadn't absorbed yet.

call!

Leng Yue scraped off the interspatial ring and threw it towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen slightly stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and then put it into the Qiankun ring.

Looking at the radiant Leng Yue, she frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased, but thinking that the other party was a succubus, it would be unfair to measure it with human eyes.

No longer entangled in this matter, Xiao Chen said: "I would like to ask you a few things."

Leng Yue nodded and said: "If I can tell you, I will answer you, if I can't tell you, don't force me."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Don't think too much, I'm not interested in your identity, the first question, I slept for a few days."

"Ten days."

He had slept for such a long time, and the damage caused by mental exhaustion was too great. If it wasn't for Leng Yue's help this time, any devil or vicious warrior would have killed him.

In the future, it seems that he should be more cautious. His mental strength has not been tempered, and he is extremely rough. In fact, he is not suitable for participating in actual combat.

Glancing at Leng Yue, Xiao Chen said softly, "Thank you for your help in the past ten days. The second question is how much do you know about liches, especially the last high-level lich."

Leng Yue pondered for a while and said: "The lich is not a very mysterious thing. There are liches in every plane. Some of them are the resentment after the death of the warrior. When the resentment is too much, it will be attached to the skeleton to form a lich."

"Especially on this kind of battlefield of humans and demons. I don't know how many demons and warriors have died for thousands of years. It is not surprising that there are liches."

"It's the last high-level lich, who seems a bit outrageous."

Xiao Chen let out a light snort, and asked, "Why is it outrageous?"

"It's ridiculously strong. A high-level lich doesn't have such a strong strength, and his aura is very soft, radiant and holy. I've never seen such a lich."

It is indeed a bit outrageously strong, and it is terrifying to think about exerting mental power to that level.

But don't worry about it for the time being, the Lich won't leave the bottom of the sea, he just doesn't want to provoke him, and don't use the Lich to strengthen his mental power in the future.

No matter how much that kind of unpolished mental power is needed, it is actually of little use.

Having wasted ten days, Xiao Chen rested for a while, without hesitation, and continued to start his own trials, he must thoroughly grasp the killing mood.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles, and one day he may become a slave to killing and be controlled by the weird Scarlet Throne.

Avoiding other warriors, Xiao Chen carefully selected his opponent along the way, and stopped in a relatively remote place.

Two thousand meters to the north, there was a group of blood demons who had just finished fighting. The result of the battle was a disastrous defeat for the human fighters. A group of blood demons were enjoying a feast of human bodies. The scene was extremely cruel.

Even after seeing too many similar scenes, Xiao Chen still felt a kind of sadness in his heart. The fate of a fallen warrior is probably the most miserable.

Close your eyes, adjust your mood a little bit, and wait until your mood returns to natural before starting your own actions.

Pointing at things as soldiers!

With a soft drink, more than a dozen figures formed of blood water quickly gathered on the water surface, which were no different from real human beings, and there was no difference in the naked eye.

Xiao Chen was already extremely proficient at using finger objects as soldiers to lure away the demon men, and in a short while, more than a dozen high-ranking blood demons chased after them with a grinning grin.

"The twelve high-ranking blood demons should still be at the limit, and they can challenge them."

Glancing at the number of remaining blood demons, Xiao Chen activated the killing mood, holding the moon shadow knife, and rushed towards the blood demons on the water surface.