Villain: This little brother can deal with him, if something happens, he will really do it

This is a blood red long sword.

This is a blood-drinking demon sword at the level of a holy weapon. In ancient times, an evil spirit at the level of a spirit emperor used the blood-drinking sword to slash out with a single sword. The power is terrifying.

"Blood Drinking Excalibur, it really is Blood Drinking Excalibur!"

Zhao Feng carefully observed the Blood Drinking Demon Sword in his hand, with surprise in his eyes.

In the Blood Drinking Excalibur, there was a vague bloody aura permeating the air.

If he could absorb this evil aura, his "Blood Drinking Demon Artifact" might be promoted again and successfully break through to the fifth level.

"The bloody aura sealed in the Blood Drinking Excalibur has been fully activated."

With a thought, Zhao Feng tentatively poured soul power into the Blood Drinking Excalibur.

next moment.

The seal in the Blood Drinking Excalibur was instantly activated, and streaks of blood burst out, exuding a strong bloody aura.

"What a strong killing intent..."

Zhao Feng was stunned.

The bloody killing intent contained in this blood-drinking sword made him feel shuddering.

This is just the power of the Blood-drinking Excalibur itself, if the evil spirit sealed in the Blood-drinking Excalibur wakes up, then Zhao Feng can't resist it at all.

Between Zhao Feng's eyebrows, there was a trace of thought. He must practice the sixth level of Bleeding Saber Art as soon as possible.

Now, Zhao Feng has reached the Ninth Layer of Spirit King Realm, and he is only one step away from cultivating the sixth level before stepping into the Holy Master level.

"Brother Zhao!"

At this time, a familiar voice came, Zhao Feng raised his head, looked, and saw a pretty face with a little anxiety.

"Xiao Yao!"

Zhao Feng said with a faint smile.

"Brother Zhao, you are finally back!"

As soon as Luo Xian'er saw Zhao Feng, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand to wipe away Luo Xian'er's tears.

Luo Xian'er hugged Zhao Feng tightly, unwilling to let go, her heart was beating very fast.

This scene shocked all the disciples of Tianyun Holy Land.

Luo Xian'er is a saint, a goddess in their hearts, but at this moment, she is like a docile kitten, snuggling in the arms of a man.

And this man is still a waste!

A trash who is not as good as Tianyun Shengzi!

A trash who can't even defeat the Holy Master in half a step!

This trash actually owns Luo Xian'er!

A group of Tianyun Palace disciples looked envious and jealous, and they were even more jealous of Zhao Feng in their hearts, wishing they could step forward and slap this bastard hard.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Saint Daughter Luo Xianer, please follow me!"

At this time, a disciple of Tianyun Holy Land came to Zhao Feng and said respectfully.

"it is good."

Zhao Feng nodded lightly.

Luo Xian'er let go of Zhao Feng reluctantly.

The two followed the disciple and entered the cave.

"Brother Zhao, I wonder how long we can stay in Tianyun Cave Mansion?"

Luo Xian'er asked.

Zhao Feng smiled faintly: "It won't be too long, it only takes a month."

"One month!"

Luo Xian'er exclaimed, a little disappointed.

For a month, there was no way to find the treasures of Qi Tianyun's cave.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Feng asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing!"

Luo Xian'er's pretty face flushed slightly, and she didn't dare to speak, for fear that Zhao Feng would see through her inner thoughts.

Along the way, in Luo Xian'er's beautiful eyes, she always looked at Zhao Feng from time to time, her eyes were full of affection.

The separation during this period made Luo Xian'er miss Zhao Feng even more, wishing that time would pass slowly, so that they could spend more time together when they could be together.

But Luo Xian'er knew that this was just an extravagant wish, impossible to realize.

The two moved on.

"Zhao Feng! Zhao Feng!"

suddenly.

There was a rush of shouts in the distance.

Zhao Feng turned his head and saw a man in elegant white clothes running towards him. His face was pale, as if he was seriously injured.

"Who are you?"

Luo Xian'er was taken aback, with some surprise in her eyes.

She has never seen any disciple of Tianyun Palace who dares to be presumptuous in front of the Son.

The man in white is Zhao Feng's senior brother, Feng Chenyu.

"master!"

"Master!"

Seeing Feng Chenyu running over, the other disciples of Tianyun Holy Land showed excitement on their faces.

"Brother Fengchenyu, what's wrong?"

Zhao Feng said suspiciously.

Feng Chenyu ran up to Zhao Feng, took a deep breath, with a dignified expression, and said, "Zhao Feng, I've heard about your matter. I want to ask you, don't provoke the Holy Son while you're in Tianyun Holy Land!"

"What's up?"

Zhao Feng frowned.

"The Master of the Holy Son is the founder of Tianyun Holy Land, the Lord of Tianyun."

"Holy Lord Tianyun is an extremely cruel and bloodthirsty person, you'd better not provoke him."

Wind and dust.

Zhao Feng nodded, expressing his understanding.

The founder of Tianyun Holy Land is a powerhouse at the Holy Master level.

Although Zhao Feng's master can be regarded as a Holy Master, compared with the Holy Master, he is still far behind.

"Zhao Feng, you have to redouble your efforts to step into the Holy Master level as soon as possible and become a real Holy Master! By then, the status of us people will be improved!"

Feng Chenyu said solemnly.

Zhao Feng nodded slightly, but did not answer.

After Feng Chenyu left, Zhao Feng's eyes fell on Luo Xian'er again, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Luo Xian'er's delicate body trembled slightly, her heart beating wildly.

Luo Xian'er has been a genius with ice and snow intelligence since she was a child, so she naturally understood Zhao Feng's intentions.

"Zhao Feng, you..."

Luo Xian'er lowered her head shyly, with embarrassment on her face.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled, without explaining, he led Luo Xianer forward.

......

Inside a giant palace.

All the saints and saints of Tianyun Holy Land gathered in the hall.

This is the place where the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of Tianyun Holy Land retreat and practice.

In Tianyun Holy Land, every holy son is a genius with outstanding talent and extraordinary strength, and each has his own closed room.

Holy Master Tianyun is the oldest and most powerful among the Holy Masters.

at this time.

A woman with a fiery figure came in from the outside.

The woman was wearing a black dress, with a tall and plump figure, fair skin that was more than snow, and a glamorous appearance, exuding a cold, arrogant and lonely temperament.

This woman's appearance is somewhat similar to Luo Xian'er, but slightly inferior to Luo Xian'er.

"See Holy Lord."

Many disciples of Tianyun Holy Land saluted the Holy Master one after another.

"Um."

Holy Master Tianyun nodded slightly, looking around with beautiful eyes.

"I am very pleased that you were able to break into the third layer of the Holy Land's secret treasury this time. But I hope that you will not lose your life because of temporary greed in the future!"

"If you die here, even if I save you, your family and power will suffer a devastating blow."