Chapter 359 Blood Sword Saint, Soul Clan Fighting Saint

"So domineering..."

Looking at that figure, Gu Qingyang felt that his vision was completely occupied.

"This is... a half-saint."

Xiao Yan said uncertainly, thinking that it was almost certain. The aura on the other party was much, much better than those eight- and nine-star energy bodies.

"Brother Xiao Yan, let's withdraw first."

Xun'er suggested.

Xiao Yan heard it and shook his head gently, "It's too late, we have been discovered, everyone... prepare to fight... and the half-saint."

While he was talking, the figure on the stone seat suddenly stood up.

Suddenly, the faint smell of blood became extremely strong.

"No wonder those energy bodies don't approach here..."

Gu Qingyang's face was solemn, his hands naturally hung on both sides of his body, and his five fingers clenched into fists, "Be careful, this opponent is different from the past, we... don't know if we can hold on until Lin Xiu comes back."

"Intruders, from the moment you set foot here, you should know the final result..."

The man looked down at Xiao Yan and the others from a high position, and a faint voice came like a muffled thunder, echoing in the ears of several people.

"Still a wise half-saint..."

Xiao Yan frowned, looking at the figure in the dark red robe with some uneasiness.

On the top of the mountain, the man picked up the ghost-head knife and twisted his neck, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Blood Knife Saint. Have you heard of it?"

Xiao Yan and the others twitched their lips and were silent.

The people who died in the Heavenly Tomb have been dead for at least hundreds of years. How old are they? How could they understand these things?

"Sure enough, no one remembers it. I'm really unhappy..."

The Blood Knife Saint sighed lightly, and the ghost-headed big knife in his hand shook slightly.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Yan shouted, and Gu Qingyang, Xun'er and others immediately left the place.

Among them, a man in a silver robe was hit by a knife light that swept out of the void where he was standing before.

After the knife light, a deep gully was torn open on the ground.

"Quick reaction."

A flash of surprise flashed across the face of the Blood Knife Saint, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yan.

After being stared at, Xiao Yan seemed to be locked by a terrifying beast, with hairs on his body standing up, "Everyone, go all out!"

Boom!

The few people present did not dare to hold back, and waves of fighting spirit rushed out of their bodies.

"Covering the Earth Seal!"

Gu Qingyang and Xun'er simultaneously cast a light seal.

Xiao Yan took out the Xuanzhong Ruler, and was equally unwilling to be outdone. The ruler body that his palm brushed over ignited a blazing flame, "Flame-Dividing Wave-Devouring Ruler!"

Facing several attacks, the Blood Sword Saint did not take them seriously at all, waving the big knife in his hand, "It's just a trifling trick."

...

In the mist.

Three figures suddenly stopped.

"There seems to be a fight over there."

The gray-robed old man looked at Hun Diao, questioning.

Hun Diao's eyes were deep, "This road leads to Xiao Xuan's tomb. Let's go and take a look. In the past, this kind of movement would only occur when a living person entered. If it was the person from the Xiao clan, it would be the best."

"Okay."

The gray-robed old man nodded in agreement.

If there was a choice, he didn't want to get too close to Xiao Xuan's tomb.

That guy was too scary.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the Heavenly Tomb, he and Hun Diao wouldn't even have a chance to survive.

Hun Li followed silently.

...

On the top of the mountain, several figures surrounded a dark red figure.

Xiao Yan slashed out with one blow, and his figure was forced back more than ten meters.

He looked at the figure, "What a damn saint, you are only a half-saint, you are too thick-skinned."

Originally, the Blood Sword Saint was going to kill Xun'er.

Hearing the voice, he paused and turned around.

"An ant-like existence dares to challenge the majesty of the saint!"

The Blood Sword Saint locked his eyes on Xiao Yan, and faced the offensive of Gu Qingyang and others, clenched his left fist, and smashed it fiercely.

A strong blood light appeared on his fist, like lightning, turning into four blood-colored tigers, roaring towards them.

And the Blood Sword Saint chopped at Xiao Yan with a knife.

"Blood Blade Slash!"

A low voice was heard, and the Blood Blade Saint transformed into a blood-colored storm, sweeping towards Xiao Yan.

Faced with this scene, Xiao Yan did not dare to be careless, his face was solemn, and flames emerged from his body.

A large formation appeared under his feet, and a pentagram pattern lit up.

"Five-wheel Fire Method, Fire Burns the Sky!"

Xiao Yan raised his hand and pointed.

Boom!

A loud noise came from the center of the formation, and then a hot fire column rushed out and collided with the blood-colored storm.

Bang bang bang!

A large piece of blood light bloomed in the fire column.

The Blood Blade Saint rushed out with a knife, showing disdain on his face, "You dare to provoke the saint with this little ability."

The ghost-headed sword in his hand turned over, and then he was ready to chop at Xiao Yan again.

"Xun'er, help me stop him."

Seeing this, Xiao Yan shouted loudly.

He held his hands in front of him, and the gorgeous flames gathered and entangled with each other, and a colorful fire lotus was gradually taking shape.

Brother Xiao Yan is going to use that move?

Xun'er remembered the fire lotus that Xiao Yan had used to deal with the ancient monster. The power forced Elder Tongxuan out.

"Leave it to me, Brother Xiao Yan."

Golden flames rose in Xun'er's eyes. She swung out a long whip of flames with both hands and tied the Blood Sword Saint's sword.

"Even the strange fire can't stop this saint!"

The Blood Sword Saint's eyes condensed, and the blade burst into blood light, easily shattering the flames.

At the same time, a trace of blood light shot towards Xun'er.

Xun'er was unable to respond and was hit in the body. Her pretty face suddenly turned pale.

"Boy, I'll kill you first!"

It seemed that only Xiao Yan was left in the Blood Knife Saint's eyes. The Ghost Head Sword was extremely fast and reached the top of Xiao Yan's head in the blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, Xiao Yan hurriedly raised the fire lotus in his hand.

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

Seeing this scene, Xun'er ignored the discomfort in her body and had to mobilize her strength.

The ghost-head sword continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, and the lines hidden under the thick blood on the blade became clear.

The strong smell of blood gave Xiao Yan the disgusting and uncomfortable feeling of being covered in a pool of blood.

Just when the blade was about to hit the fire lotus, a chuckle suddenly came.

"It seems that the people of the Xiao clan will be gone without me taking action."

After the mist dispersed, the three figures of Hun Diao appeared. They happened to see this scene and couldn't help but feel a little gloating.

laugh!

The ghost-headed sword stopped just one finger away from the fire lotus, and the sharp sword wind blew past Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's clothes rustled and some of his hair was blown off.

Why did it stop?

Xiao Yan looked at the Blood Sword Saint in front of him in surprise and confusion, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Boy, you, are you from the Xiao clan?!"

The Blood Knife Saint's voice was a little hoarse, like someone who had been thirsty for many days, and his throat was rolling slightly.

"yes."

Xiao Yan felt that the other party suddenly became very scared and uneasy.

Is the ancestor Xiao Xuan so awesome in this celestial tomb?

"Aren't the people of the Xiao clan dead..."

The Blood Knife Saint quickly retracted his sword and blamed him, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I knew you were Xiao Xuan's descendant, I, I would definitely..."

"I actually stopped, but I'm too talkative. I'd better speak later."

Hun Diao felt a little regretful. He only wanted people from the Xiao clan to die. It didn't matter whose hands they died in.

"Hun Li? The Soul Clan...you..."

At this time, Xiao Yan realized what was going on and looked towards the voice. When he saw Hun Li, he immediately understood what was going on.

"It's really good to be able to practice to this level without the power of blood, but it's a pity that you met me first."

Hun Diao was a little surprised when he saw Xiao Yan for the first time, even though he knew about it in advance.

"Senior Hundiao, that woman is a new divine bloodline from the ancient clan."

Hun Li stretched out his hand and pointed at Xun'er.

Hearing this, Hun Diao looked at the other person with murderous intent in his eyes, "Then we can't keep him."

"Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being bloodbathed by that guy again?!"

The Blood Knife Saint heard their plan and cursed loudly, almost taking the blame.