"The fifth-grade mortal red blood sword has the ability to enhance the user's strength!"

Si Yufan's brows condensed into a rope, and his body was tightened like a full bowstring.

The Red Blood Sword was famous for being in the hands of his father. I don’t know how many powerful enemies fell under his sword, and Si Yufan did not dare to relax at all.

"I didn't expect you to remember?"

Yu Ziming curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Let me use it to reunite you with your deceased parents!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ziming stepped on the ground with his feet heavy, and his figure instantly outlined in front of Si Yufan. The red blood knife in his hand drew a blood-red trajectory in the air and rushed straight to Si Yufan's throat.

"You are not worthy of killing me with my father's knife!"

His face was so cold that even the temperature around him dropped a little. Si Yufan turned his wrist and summoned the nirvana, and the blade drew an arc in front of him.

The sound of metal and iron intertwined with Si Yufan's movements sounded, and dozens of sparks emerged from the violent collision of the two magic weapons.

The terrifying power rushed into Si Yufan's body along his arm, shaking him a muffled groan from his throat, and his body shot back like a cannonball out of his bore.

Before he could stand firm, Yu Ziming came again. The Red Blood Sword was swung by him so that the trajectory was almost invisible. The sound of the blade tearing the air was connected into a line, constantly echoing in Si Yufan's ears.

Si Yufan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly opened the first level of the state of silence, covering his whole body with black light. From a distance, he looked like his body was wrapped in a layer of black fog.

After the previous contest, Si Yufan realized that the power of the Red Blood Sword was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Yu Ziming, who used the Red Blood Sword, probably even Wei Zhengping could not compete.

When the state of silence was running at full speed, Si Yufan's body turned into black lightning, blending with the night, and resolving the attack from Ziming along various tricky angles.

However, Yu Ziming's combat experience is obviously stronger. Every time Si Yufan's attack comes, he can change his tricks in time, forcing Si Yufan to deal with it in a hurry.

The two of them went back and forth, stirring up a violent wind, which made the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall shaking.

Yu Ziming swung his long sword, drew a blood-red track in front of him, and slashed hard at Si Yufan's neck. Seeing that attitude, he would never give up if he didn't cut off his head.

Si Yufan snorted coldly, simply gave up defense, held Nirvana high and slashed directly towards Yu Ziming's sky spirit cap, forcing Yu Ziming to put down his attack for the time being, put a long sword on his head, blocking Si Yufan's attack.

The blades collided together, and a ripple of energy spread out, shaking the already shaky building around it completely collapsed.

The two of them pulled out their left hands at the same time, clenched their fists and hit each other's chest, and then retreated backwards.

Si Yufan retreated dozens of steps, inserted his blade into the ground, and drew several meters of gullies on the ground before he stabilized his body.

He raised his eyes and stared at Yu Ziming who had removed his strength, pulled out Nirvana and twisted his shoulder a few times, making a crisp sound: "Your ability is much smaller than your tone!"

Yu Ziming was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed to the sky: "I haven't used my unique skills yet, but you were forced by me to do all the tricks, and you dare to speak out loud!"

"Then show me your true skills!"

"That's what you said!"

The aura of Yu Ziming's body continued to rise, and the dragon shadows faintly appeared behind him tear apart the space and descended into the real world.

Long Ying roared at Si Yufan, shaking him with a split headache.

"This is your father's unique skill that matched the Red Blood Sword back then. The Red Dragon Soul-Breaking Slash! It is also your honor to be able to die under this move!"

As the words came to the ground, the phantom behind Yu Ziming gradually turned into blood-red light and poured into the Red Blood Sword.

The surface of the Red Blood Knife immediately bulged with thick blood vessels, beating the blood that transformed the dragon shadow into, and transported it to every corner of the blade.

As the sound of the jumping on the blade became more and more intense, Yu Ziming slashed his sword sideways, and a red dragon suddenly burst out from the blade, winding towards Si Yufan.

Feeling the violent energy contained in the red dragon, Si Yufan breathed suffocated.

This power is no less than the fourth level of the Nirvana state. With this move in hand, Yu Ziming can definitely stand invincible even among the powerful people in the Xuanfei realm.

Unfortunately, he was not facing ordinary people.

Si Yufan spit out the turbid air in his chest, and the spiritual energy in his body was circulating rapidly, and a black light that seemed like a substance was condensed on the surface of the nirvana. It looked like a scabbard from afar.

He swung his knife and cut it horizontally, and a small black line that was hard to see in the naked eye emerged, slowly approaching the red dragon. The air along the way was twisted by the black line.

The black line slashed over the red dragon's body, and a huge cloud of mushrooms bloomed, illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day.

The violent wind turned into a circle and spread around, shaking everything that was affected into annihilation powder.

Si Yufan hurriedly raised his nirvana to protect him, and remained motionless in the strong wind.

After the mushroom cloud dissipated, Si Yufan looked at Yu Ziming, who was breathing rapidly in front of him, and said indifferently: "The same move is on you, but it is a world of difference from my father!"

Yu Ziming snorted coldly, took the Red Blood Knife back into the space bag, and then took out a spear.

"The Red Blood Sword can't deal with you. I have two more items, and I will ask you to taste them one by one!"

The spear threw out the spear like a wave in his hand, causing a tsunami sound, and a thick layer of water mist was covered with a surrounding of his spiritual energy.

"Even if you get my father's magic weapon, it's just a false statement!"

Sniffing the fishy smell of the waves coming towards him, Si Yufan immediately frowned. He knew best how powerful the moves Yu Ziming used was at this moment.

His father used this move to kill two powerful spiritual realm masters in one blow.

Although Yu Ziming used it in his hands and was far different from Si Yunhai's personal release, Si Yufan still dared not underestimate it at all.

He held the hilt tightly, directly extracted most of the spiritual energy from his body, and injected it into nirvana.

As the spiritual energy surged in, the black light on the blade widened a little further, and it looked like he was holding a shield in his hand.

"The angry whale overturns the sea gun!"

Yu Ziming shouted loudly, and the phantom of the whale behind him pointed out as the tip of his gun and rushed straight towards him.

Si Yufan's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly swung his sword and cut it horizontally. A sword light that penetrated the sky and earth tore through the void and suddenly descended onto the top of the giant whale's head.

The giant whale roared angrily, opened its huge mouth like an abyss, and swallowed the sword light into its belly.

But before it could continue to move forward, dark columns of light tear their skin and penetrated it.

Immediately afterwards, the giant whale exploded into an invisible spiritual light ball, including Si Yufan and the others.

Si Yufan hurriedly formed a spiritual light shield on the surface of his body to protect his body.

But the power of the spiritual light ball was significantly stronger, and in the blink of an eye, his defense was shattered and cracked in an instant.

A huge force pressed around the body, and Si Yufan suddenly felt a sweet throat, and his mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spewed out.

After the light ball calmed down, the ground had been blown out of a deep pit several meters.

Si Yufan gasped violently, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and looked at Yu Ziming not far away.

I saw that he was also leaning on a spear, with several ferocious knife marks on his body, and he half knelt on the ground.

"The last move will definitely kill you here!"

Yu Ziming stood up with the gun handle and took out an ancient long sword from the space bag.

The long sword looked extremely inconspicuous, but when it fell into Si Yufan's eyes, it made his pupils tremble like an earthquake.

Seeing his appearance, Yu Ziming smiled like crazy: "This Huangquan Sword is your father's trump card. Even if you can still use the powerful skills of the previous ones, you will definitely die without a place to die!"

After saying that, a long sword covering the sky and the sun was outlined behind him. The sword body kept trembling in the air, making waves of sword sounds.

The sound of the sword came into his ears, and fine cold sweat suddenly emerged from Si Yufan's forehead, and his pupils contracted to the size of a pinhole.
Chapter completed!