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Chapter 75 700 years of vicissitudes, not as good as a knife.

Yang Gang quietly looked at the back of the Tibetan knife ancestor.

When he was about to pounce on the edge of the blood pool, he suddenly swung the long knife in his hand forward.

A burst of brilliant primordial spirit power poured into the light of the saber like a big sun covering the sky, and then appeared directly behind the Patriarch Tibetan Dao at an inconceivable speed.

Fen Tian's third knife - Yuanshen.

"what--"

The Patriarch of Tibetan Knife let out a scream.

He looked at the ancestor who was close in front of him but did not move, his hopeful eyes instantly turned into despair.

The light of the knife, which was as solid as a substance, cut a hole in the back of the Tibetan knife ancestor as if it had a spirituality, and directly took his spine... off.

plop~~
A section of the spine flew into the blood pool, and the ancestor of the Tibetan knife fell to the edge of the blood pool weakly.

"Old ancestor..." He tried his best to crawl forward, but his body couldn't use any strength.As if the power of Tianwei circulated in his body, it easily shattered countless resisting souls.

In the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, they gathered into a brilliant knife.

Then he slashed at his primordial spirit.

".Old ancestor.Save me..."

The Patriarch Tibetan Knife lost his eyes for a moment, and his body suddenly twitched like a dying frog.

"I said, I don't want to do more crimes today. Why bother?" Yang Gang sighed, ringing in his ears.

Don't want to commit more crimes?
When the ancestor of the Tibetan knife heard this, his eyeballs bulged suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the ancestor in front of him.

Abolishing his physical body and destroying his primordial spirit... This is countless times more uncomfortable than killing him directly!
In the end, he also said that he didn't want to commit more crimes?
"Old ancestor...why...why didn't you save me...you...you are so ruthless, so ruthless...I hate you so much..." Infinite remorse filled his heart, and he fell dying by the pool of blood.

The strong vitality of Yuanshen Realm prevented him from dying immediately.

But not dying, is more uncomfortable than dying...

however.

At this time, in the Xuechi cave, no one cared about his feelings.

Yang Gang's gaze met the old man in black.

He felt that there was a sea of ​​blood in those blood-colored eyes, and countless blood rolled and boiled like waves.

The powerful and evil aura on his body is almost the same as the aura of the bloodthirsty and crazy blood-drinking magic knife in the blood pool, and there is no trace of humanity at all.

What he was facing right now was like a peerless monster!
"Ice devil?"

Yang Gang asked softly.

"Kill...Kill, kill, kill..." The old man with white beard and hair slowly stood up, his muddy blood eyes full of frenzied killing intent.

It was only then that everyone realized that there was almost no piece of flesh on his body, only shriveled old skin hanging on the bones, like a mummified corpse.

Is he really the ancestor of the ice demon 700 years ago?

The three couldn't help frowning.

A Yuanshen master can live for three hundred years, and this ice demon that existed 700 years ago, relying on the evil ability of the blood-drinking magic knife, has lived for nearly a thousand years.

Although at this time, he has completely lost the breath of a living person.

"kill--"

The blood pool rolled violently, splashing countless waves, and countless bloody skeletons could be faintly seen at the bottom of the pool.The 'Blood Drinking Demon Knife' buzzed and trembled, and suddenly turned into a beam of blood and flew out of the pool of blood.

He took the initiative to fall into the hands of the old ice demon.

"kill!"

Bloodthirsty roar.

The old body of the Ice Demon and the Blood Drinking Demon Knife merged into one, turning into a beam of blood and splitting towards Yang Gang.

It was as if there was a boundless sea of ​​blood slowly spreading out in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhao Ling and Yang Wuhui were instantly stunned on the spot, only to feel that the surrounding environment changed, and they were placed in a sea of ​​blood.

This blood-drinking demon sword is an evil thing comparable to the black demon that robbed the eyes in the hands of the snow mountain old devil back then.

"I lived for 700 years, but I became a slave to an evil sword. It's sad, sad..."

Yang Gang looked at the blood in front of his eyes.

Suddenly he said: "Ling, look carefully. This knife...maybe you can use it in the future."

Zhao Ling behind him was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

But he saw that Yang Gang had already slashed out with a single blow.

This knife, as if without any weight, was filled with an ethereal dao rhyme.

It seems to make people forget time, space and everything around them...

"Sit and forget."

The 'ordinary' long knife is plain and unpretentious, without any brilliance and vision, but it strikes first and strikes the bloody light of the blood-drinking magic knife.

ding~~~
A crisp sound.

The bloody light froze in mid-air for an instant, and the bloody color in the sky collapsed and compressed bit by bit, tracing back to the source, showing the true colors of the Blood Drinking Demon Knife.

At the same time, the long knife forged from ordinary refined iron shattered inch by inch.

A trace of astonishment finally appeared in the inhuman eyes of the Ice Demon Patriarch.He stared blankly at Yang Gang's long knife shattered into countless pieces, piercing himself one by one.

"for……"

The sound did not fall.

His old body lost the power of the blood-drinking magic knife, as if it could no longer withstand the power of the years, it suddenly turned into fly ash.

Relying on the blood-drinking magic knife to survive for 700 years, the ice demon who tried to touch the portal before the fairyland-death and daoxiao.

"Where to run!"

Yang Gang grasped the blood-drinking magic knife that was about to flee.

The magic knife buzzed and trembled, and a mad bloodthirsty killing intent poured into Yang Gang's sea of ​​consciousness from his arm.

however.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there has long been a terrifying sun covering the sky waiting for it.

"town."

Huanghuang Tianwei turned into a ray of divine light from the sun, and the blood-drinking magic knife felt that a catastrophe was imminent, trembling in fear in Yang Gang's hands, it actually sent out a thought of begging for mercy.

"The evil spirit eats the Lord, as a weapon, one should have the awareness of a weapon."

Yang Gang's expression was cold, and a strange aura of mortals poured out of his hands, and the true energy of cutting emotions conceived by the golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations poured into the blade of the Blood Drinking Demon Knife.

"Destroy!"

Hum——The Blood Drinking Demon Knife trembled unwillingly.The bloodthirsty and violent killing intent dissipated little by little, the blood color gradually faded, and the blade turned into a pure black.

In the end, he obediently obeyed in Yang Gang's hands.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

There was a burst of crazy laughter.

The Tibetan knife ancestor looked at his invincible ancestor, who was defeated by the sword demon with one knife, and watched Yang Gang easily subdue the blood-drinking magic knife that his family could not suppress for 700 years.

The defense line in my heart finally collapsed completely, tears flowed from laughter, grief and indignation intermingled.

"700 years... 700 years of blood and wind and frost, the efforts of countless descendants, each and every living life... In the end... it is not worth a knife..."

"One knife..."

"700 years of killing... 700 years... why bother?"

Saying 'poof', he spat out a mouthful of blood, but was so angry that he fainted directly.

"Let's go."

Yang Gang sighed very sadly.

Lifting his remnant body, he turned and walked out of the cave.

Zhao Ling and Yang Wuhui quickly followed his footsteps and let out a long breath.

Although Yang Gang's performance of this knife seemed very comfortable, they still felt a strong shock.

This ancestor of the Ice Demon fought alone 700 years ago and pierced through the North with a magic knife... Now, he has lived for another 700 years by relying on the power of the blood-drinking magic knife...

With their realm, it is really impossible to speculate on the strength of the current Ice Demon Patriarch.

But facing Yang Gang, it was still a knife.

The True Gang Realm is a knife, and the Yuanshen Realm is also a sword. The Ice Demon Patriarch, who has lived for nearly a thousand years beyond the lifespan of the Yuanshen, holds a strange blood-drinking demon sword, and facing him... is still a sword.

In Daxue Mountain, 30 years of penance.

What level has his current strength reached?
(End of this chapter)