Chapter 1041

"A divine thought?"

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes became very dignified. He knew that imperial instruments could breed a trace of intelligence, so imperial instruments were much more terrible than ordinary imperial level Lingbao.

Even so, the imperial weapon is only a weapon. Without the support of the owner, it can't exert great power. After all, the weapon will exert its maximum power only in the hands of the warrior. Otherwise, the power will be greatly damaged.

Zhuo Wen broke out with all his strength, which was far more than that of ordinary heavenly powerful people. In fact, it was more than enough to deal with an ownerless imperial weapon. However, the horror of the bloody Sabre was greatly beyond Zhuo Wen's expectation, as if someone was leading the bloody Sabre to kill.

Buzz!

The bloody Sabre buzzed again, and the blade cut through the void. In an instant, it came to Zhuo Wen's body. With a fierce chop, the terrible killing gas gathered countless blades, and cut them with one knife, as if the whole space had been destroyed.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, the blood gun swept out and differentiated into a stream of blood gun shadows, which exploded on the blood sabre, and the terrible power erupted, like a thunderous explosion.

Pedal pedal!

Under this power, Zhuo Wen couldn't help retreating. Since the bloody Sabre absorbed all the killing gas in the cave, its power was much stronger than at the beginning. It was too scary, and directly suppressed Zhuo Wen.

"Boy! With a wisp of the blood monk's mind, you can't be the opponent of the blood sabre." Xiao Hei said solemnly.

"What should I do?" Zhuo Wen also felt something wrong and hurriedly asked.

"It's just the idea of the strong in the imperial realm. Your boy has restrained the bloody Sabre and the dragon master will erase it." Xiaohei continued.

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen nodded. He knew that Xiao Hei was good at spirit and mind. Naturally, he believed Xiao Hei.

"Don't pit me, and the bloody Sabre is very strong. I can't last long, so you have to make a quick decision." Zhuo Wen said to Xiaohei.

As soon as he said this, Xiao Hei stumbled. What bastard words did the boy say? When did the Dragon Lord pit the boy? Of course, even if he really pit Zhuo Wen, with Xiao Hei's character, he will not admit it.

"When the bloody Sabre comes, you can control it. At that time, Lord long will enter the bloody sabre. Don't let the bloody Sabre empty your hand, or with the power of the sabre, a cut will hurt my vitality."

When it comes to business, Xiao Hei becomes a lot more serious. The power of bloody Sabre is terrible. Xiao Hei is just a spirit. If he is hit, he will definitely lose his strength.

"I see. Hide first. Don't let the bloody Sabre find out."

Zhuo Wen nodded, his right hand tightened the blood gun, and his eyes cautiously stared at the bloody Sabre tens of meters away in front.

"Drink!"

This time, Zhuo Wen took the initiative to jump on it. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, the terrible energy gushed out. The whole person was like a roc spreading his wings, and the blood gun swept out. He showed the gun potential of Shura blood, sweeping an endless sea of terrible blood around him.

Buzz!

The bloody Sabre was unwilling to show weakness. With a wave of the blade, it came through the air with the gas of terrible killing. It was obviously angry at Zhuo Wen's active provocation.

Bang bang!

One person and one knife fought again. Although Zhuo Wen tried his best, he still fell into the absolute disadvantage. Every time the bloody Sabre cut out one knife, the power on it became more terrible. Zhuo Wen even began to bend his knees, and the tiger's mouth burst and shed blood.

Keng!

The bloody Sabre was waved again, and the sound of gold and iron came out, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhuo Wen's eyes. At the moment when the blood Sabre was waved, it was an unwanted right hand that pinched the chopped blood saber.

The bloody Sabre obviously didn't expect that the human in front of us still had this skill, and the blade stagnated in an instant.

"Xiao Hei is now. Go quickly!"

Zhuo Wen roared, and suddenly a wisp of black light swept out of him and fiercely drilled into the bloody sabre.

Pooh!

At the moment when the wisp of black awn drilled into the bloody sabre, the bloody Sabre became violent. With a wave of the knife awn, Zhuo Wen's arm holding the blood Sabre was directly cut off, and the blood soared.

Buzz!

At the moment of cutting off Zhuo Wen's right arm, the bloody Sabre was really angry. He was powerful and robbed Zhuo Wen again. The goal was Zhuo Wen's heart.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, the soles of his feet stepped on it, and he immediately avoided the key point. However, the bloody saber directly inserted into Zhuo Wen's shoulder blade, and then passed behind Zhuo Wen. Suddenly, a blood hole burst out, and the blood gushed out of the blood hole like an untightened faucet.

Pedal pedal!

Zhuo Wen vomited a mouthful of blood and retreated again and again. He looked at the bloody sabre in the sky. His eyes were full of fear. The bloody Sabre was terrible. How could it be so powerful.

"Little black, isn't this guy well?"

Zhuo Wen murmured that the blood hole began to heal slowly under the strong vitality, and the vitality in the heart core of the blood soul tree was also decreasing in the process of recovering Zhuo Wen's injury. After all, the vitality in the heart core of the blood soul tree was not endless, and it would always be exhausted.

Whoosh!

The bloody Sabre didn't spare a blow. It came to Zhuo Wen again and planned to hang Zhuo Wen completely.

"Damn it! This guy is endless."

Zhuo Wen cursed in a low voice. A wild donkey rolled away from the slash of the bloody sabre, but the powerful Sabre gas overflowed and wiped a wound on Zhuo Wen's thigh.

Whoosh!

In this way, when the bloody Sabre was cut out, each Sabre could leave a serious injury on Zhuo Wen. Fortunately, Zhuo Wen could accurately avoid the key every time. Coupled with the strong vitality of the heart core of the blood soul tree, he narrowly avoided many cuts.

Although so, Zhuo Wen became very embarrassed under this attack. His whole body was full of blood, like a terrible blood man.

"Xiao Hei! Haven't you finished yet? I can't hold it!"

Looking at the bloody Sabre ready to move again, Zhuo Wen had a sudden heart and couldn't help yelling at Xiao Hei.

Whoosh!

The bloody Sabre swept out again, but this time it was much faster than the previous times. In the blink of an eye, it reached Zhuo Wen's body. The sharp blade picked up and planned to cut Zhuo Wen in half.

"Get away!"

Zhuo Wen roared, his step was wrong, and his blood gun was horizontal, trying to block this cut.

Bang!

Under this attack, the blood gun was directly carried away, and the terrible blade flashed over in an instant. Then Zhuo Wen's right shoulder was cut off by the blood-colored sword.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen took a breath directly, and the blood rushed out. Fortunately, he stopped the blood with strong vitality. However, this time, the injury was too serious, and the cut off right shoulder did not grow immediately.

"Bad! Now I can't face the bloody sabre."

Looking at his serious injury, Zhuo Wen took a breath and looked at the bloody sabre in front of him again. A look of despair rose in Zhuo Wen's heart.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the bloody Sabre came to Zhuo Wen again. He wanted to cut Zhuo Wen off completely, but Zhuo Wen had no extra strength to avoid. He could only look at the bloody Sabre again.

Keng!

When the bloody Sabre was only a few inches away from the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, the bloody Sabre immediately stopped, and then fell to the ground, making a Ding Dong crisp sound.

"Huh?"

Zhuo Wen, who was originally in despair, looked at this scene and sighed for no reason. He knew that Xiaohei, who had entered the bloody sabre, succeeded in erasing the mind in the sabre.

Sure enough, a black awn snatched from the bloody saber that fell on the ground, turned into a little black dog and came to Zhuo Wen.

"Boy! How did you become so embarrassed?" Xiao Hei also saw Zhuo Wen whose right shoulder was broken at the moment and couldn't help asking.

Looking at Xiao Hei's unknowing face, Zhuo Wen clenched his teeth and said, "it's not the bloody Sabre that made it. How can you come out now after you've been in for so long? If you come out later, I'll be finished now."

"Hei hei! The spirit in the bloody ring Sabre is quite powerful, which consumes a lot of time and energy." Xiaohei said with a dry smile.

Zhuo Wen nodded and didn't complain about Xiaohei at this point, but carefully said, "did you find any clues in that mind?"

"Hey, hey! Speaking of it, the bloody monk's origin is extraordinary. He seems to be a force from the big Leiyin temple in the Shenyou realm in the Jiuyou realm. However, this guy is a traitor of the big Leiyin temple. He violated the rules and committed heinous crimes. He was wanted in the Jiuyou realm, so he escaped."

"But the unlucky guy, because of his serious injury, finally sat under the ground of the Zhenmai forest." Xiao Hei said.

"The great Leiyin temple in shenyoujing?"

Zhuo Wen was stunned. He didn't expect that the monk in blood came from the power of Shenyou in Jiuyou. If he guessed correctly, the inner courtyard of Jia theological seminary was the biggest power of Shenyou, but he didn't know how powerful the big Leiyin temple was in Shenyou.

"Boy, this big Leiyin temple is not small. Although it is not as powerful as the inner courtyard of Jiashen Theological Seminary, it is also a famous powerful force in Shenyou." Xiaohei said faintly.

"Then why did the monk in blood commit such a heinous crime? It's really sad that he ended up like this in the end." Zhuo Wen sighed.

The strength of the bloody monk is terrible, which can be seen from the power of the bloody sabre. It is definitely more terrible than the original sword mu. Moreover, if the bloody monk doesn't die, I'm afraid he may enter the realm of saints and achieve the reputation of shaking the past and the present.

Xiao Hei's eyes were strange and said, "do you know who the blood monk worships most?"

"Who is it?" Zhuo Wen asked curiously.

"Fighting Buddha, devil and saint!"

"Hmm?" Zhuo Wen was stunned and his pupils contracted.

"The fighting Buddha and devil Saint also came from Buddhism, but he found another way to practice magic in violation of the rules and regulations. Later, he found the remains of the Buddha and devil, refined the Buddha and devil eyes, and achieved the fighting Buddha and devil saint, who has extraordinary combat power when he becomes a saint..."