Every world I die young

Yu Zhuochen's lips and teeth were soaked, and his tone suddenly became extremely strange, "He let me die? It was clearly Taoist Xuanyang's hypocrisy and hypocrisy. He didn't want to kill me with his own hands, so he pushed me into the abyss of the nether world and left me alone It's just a dying struggle."

"You!" Elder Xuanhong yelled angrily, "Shut up, you demon, he let you go, he just hoped that you would repent, but in the end you just didn't know how to be grateful, and you still harbored resentment towards your master!" Xin, you... are indeed worthy of being born with devil roots."

The tone of the aged Great Elder Xuanhong was trembling with anger, "If I had known today, when I was recruiting disciples back then, I should have cut the weeds and eradicated the roots to prevent future troubles."

Yu Zhuochen smiled mockingly, "Great Elder, what a pity, since this deity is not dead, then only you and this Sword Extreme Sect will suffer."

The great elder opened his angry eyes and jumped like thunder. He raised the fairy sword and rushed towards Yu Zhuochen. The fierce sword energy was raging. With a sound, accompanied by the screaming sound of piercing the air, the blood energy and demonic energy emanating from the blood demon sword entangled with each other to form a huge dragon shape.

"hold head high--"

The blood dragon raised his head, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and the blood energy spread wantonly. Yu Zhuochen just watched indifferently. He was too lazy to do sneak attacks, and he didn't care about the changes of the blood demon sword.

In fact, from the first time he met this so-called Demon God Sword, Yu Zhuochen knew that this thing would never surrender to anyone. What he can do is to suppress the blood energy of the Blood Demon Sword, making it full of killing With the bloody will of madness, it will not affect himself.

As for controlling the Blood Demon Sword?He, Yu Zhuochen, and the Blood Demon Sword are just taking what they need, so why bother with a demonic sword and evil sword, and it may not even get the result, it is possible to be backlashed by the Blood Demon Sword.

The sword spirit of the blood demon sword with strong self-awareness controls the sword body, and the battle with the fairy sword of the great elder Xuanhong is inextricable.

Yu Zhuochen turned around and left a little bored. The Great Elder Xuanhong was anxious, and the movement of his hands slowed down a beat. With the sound of the cloth being torn, the tip of the Blood Demon Sword had penetrated deeply into the body. The pipa bone of Great Elder Xuan Hong was pierced through the bone, piercing deeply into the flesh.

"puff……"

The Great Elder spat out a mouthful of blood, Yu Zhuochen's mind moved, and the whole person jumped up on the spot.

After Yu Zhuochen turned somersaults in the air and adjusted his body posture, he landed steadily on the place where the hilt of the excited and trembling Blood Demon Sword was pointing to.

Yu Zhuochen held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and his gaze was as cold as the ice in a thousand-year-old lake.

Twisting his wrist forcefully, and then pressing it down mercilessly, the Great Elder immediately spat out blood again, this time it was even more frightening.

Because the great elder's pale beard and chest were soaked with blood over and over again, and this time, when the blood dried up, small pieces of flesh appeared on the beard and beard, which was shocking.

Of course Yu Zhuochen saw it, and he still didn't choose to show mercy. The blood-red long sword pressed down, poof, the tip of the sword pierced through the back, and got out from the flesh and blood, digging out a hideous and ugly scar.

"Hey... you, you demon, you... can't turn back..."

Great Elder Xuan Hong tilted his head, and the originally extremely weak breath was completely cut off.

He used to maintain the enchantment of protecting the sect, and he was the one who consumed the most and suffered the most injuries. Now, he is also the first... to die from this cruel revenge.