"Born the world!"

The dark red sword light shines, and comes out of Zhang Jing's blade.

"Bang."

Gongsun Bai dodged dangerously.

"Dao Sword!"

Gongsun Bai waved his hand and a green light appeared on his body.

It was a small sword, and it was always kept by Gongsun Bai.

Now that the long sword in his hand has been shot down by Zhang Jing, he can only use this sword to make a living.

The little sword was thrown into the air by Gongsun Bai, one transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight.

In just a moment, behind Gongsun Bai became a scene like yesterday.

"disease!"

Gongsun Bai pinched his sword and hundreds of blue sword lights penetrated into the mirror.

"You dare to show off your skills?"

"Great Powerful Tianlong!"

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already experienced such methods yesterday.

As for, I'm even less afraid now.

Zhang Jing pushed his palms horizontally, and eight dragon-shaped true energy whistled out.

The blue sword light was like rain, and it shot towards Zhang Jing in a dense manner.

The blood-colored real dragon roared and collided fiercely with Jianyu.

"Boom, boom."

The roar continued, and the true energy that radiated out hit the trees below in half.

Gongsun Bai's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness. Such a method could not stop Zhang Jing.

so,

You have to use the bottom-up trick.

Gongsun Bai felt ruthless, and then his right hand turned into a sword finger and drew a thread on the palm of his left hand.

Blood suddenly gushed out.

"Zhang Jing, you forced me," Gongsun Bai shouted softly.

Blood turned into a tiny blood sword in the air.

There is no huge pressure above, no cold and harsh air.

All there is is just a hint of coldness that is unconsciously unaware of.

This is a blood sword technique that Gongsun Bai accidentally obtained.

A heretic evil technique that needs to be used to guide one's own essence and blood.

It will cause great loss of qi and blood to the user, and even worse, it will cause a decrease in cultivation.

Gongsun Bai was originally injured, and now he is using the Blood Sword.

There was no trace of blood on his face, enough to show his weakness now.

I'm afraid he's a top-notch person, and with his current strength, he can't stop him.

But, it's worth it.

If he didn't use this method, he would definitely die at the hands of Zhang Jing.

If you perform it, you can leave a way out.

"disease!"

Gongsun Bai made a seal with one hand, and the blood-colored sword shot out quickly.

As for him, he fell from the air.

He no longer has this spare energy to control the air again.

The Qingmang Sword Rain and the eight dragon-shaped true energy were both extinguished in the void.

Following closely behind was the blood-colored sword.

"What?"

Zhang Jing's eyes shrank slightly, and before Zhang Jing could fight back, the small sword rushed over.

"puff."

The blood-colored sword inserted into Zhang Jing's body.

Gongsun Bai below saw Zhang Jing falling, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Finally

Resolved this enemy.

Zhang Jing fell heavily to the ground, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, he didn't fly high, otherwise he wouldn't be shot to death by the bloody little sword.

You have to fall to death, too.

Zhang Jing looked at his body, and there was blood on his shoulders.

The body's qi and blood are surging.

Without thinking, Zhang Jing stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth and began to refine them.

Soon, Zhang Jing stood up and felt glad in his heart.

Almost, this time it was a mess.

The blood sword was too fast, and Zhang Jing had no chance to block it.

That will lead to what it is now.

"There are countless wonderful techniques in the world," Zhang Jing said in his heart.

Then, Zhang Jing turned his body technique and began to chase the place where Gongsun Bai had just fallen.

It is definitely not easy to use such a strange blood sword, and it is likely that there are some restrictions.

Otherwise, Gongsun Bai would have already performed it when he fought yesterday.

Now, Zhang Jing estimated that Gongsun Bai should be almost at the end of his strength.

In an instant, Zhang Jing caught up with Gongsun Bai.

This time, without saying anything, he directly used the sword technique.

"What?"

Gongsun Bai's eyes were shocked. He thought that even if Zhang Jing did not die, he would have to be seriously injured. How could he catch up with him so quickly now?

"puff."

This time it was Gongsun Bai's turn, and his left arm was cut off by Zhang Jing.

Then, the right arm,

Then there are legs.

In just a few moments, Gongsun Bai was cut into a human stick by Zhang Jing.

After he used the blood sword, he no longer had the extra energy to resist Zhang Jing's sword light.

Zhang Jing slowly landed from the air and came to Gongsun Bai.

Looking at his ferocious look, Zhang Jing smiled and said:

"Your luck is really bad, and I can avoid the final move."

"Ah, ah, Zhang Jing, don't be too proud. Qingcheng Sword Sect will not let you go," Gongsun Bai roared with a ferocious face.

"You can't see it anyway," Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

Soon, the ground was covered with Gongsun Bai's blood, and he fainted now.

Without hesitation, Zhang Jing stepped forward and chopped off Gongsun Bai's head.

Just in case, it's better to do this.

After solving it, Zhang Jing started his old career.

Touch the corpse.

Zhang Jing hasn't used this sport passed down by bandits for a long time.
To be continued...