At this moment, Ye Chen's whole body was filled with demonic energy, as if it were real. Obviously, not only was Ye Chen possessed by a demon, but even his cultivation method had been changed to a demonic one.

Seeing Feng Shao again after several months, Ye Chen's eyes were filled with deep hatred, and he almost wanted to skin Feng Shao alive. He stared at Feng Shao intently, and said coldly: "Feng Shao, you didn't expect that I would recover my strength to the peak so quickly, right? I am no longer the same person now. I will take back all the humiliation you brought to me in the past!"

Feng Shao looked indifferent: "You are quite arrogant, but I don't know if your strength can match your arrogance."

Ye Chen grinned and said, "You will know soon!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen slowly raised the Blood Refining Sword and pointed it at Feng Shao: "Feng Shao, today is the day for us to settle our grudges!"

Feng Shao shook his head: "That won't do. You are the gift I left for Xue'er!"

Ye Chen was startled, and then he became furious: "Asshole! You are about to die, and you still dare to speak so shamelessly! Look at the sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen rushed towards Feng Shao waving the Blood Refined Sword, while Feng Shao, holding the Golden Crow Sword, faced him without fear.

when!

The first time the two swords intersected, Feng Shao felt the tremendous power transmitted from the Blood Refined Sword. This power was far beyond the power that an ordinary Jindan realm cultivator should possess. It was obvious that Ye Chen had another adventure during this period of time.

However, Ye Chen has made progress, and Feng Shao's cultivation has not fallen behind.

The two fought back and forth, with sword energy running wild and fierce. Feng Shao used the 36 sword techniques of Xiaoyao, with various exquisite moves emerging one after another. Ye Chen, relying on the bonus of demonic energy, used the Taiwei sword technique, with fierce sword power and sharp moves, and he fought Feng Shao to a draw.

After a moment, the two fought hard and took a few steps back at the same time. Feng Shao said coldly: "Ye Chen, you betrayed your master, but you still use the sword tactics taught by your master. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Ye Chen's face darkened: "The sword techniques I learned are mine, why not use them? Stop talking nonsense and look at the sword!"

Ye Chen's words made the Blood Demon Sect disciples present couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.

According to the rules of the cultivation world, people who leave their sects cannot use the techniques and moves of their original sects. This is a common distinction between sects, and all sects will consciously abide by it. It has long been a rule that has been agreed upon. Even the Blood Demon Sect, a demonic sect, will also abide by this rule. If anyone violates it, he will be abandoned by all sects in the world and everyone can punish him.

In other words, when others heard Ye Chen's words, it meant death.

Since Feng Shao has left Taiwei Sect, he will no longer use Taiwei Sword Art, but will use Xiaoyao Thirty-Six Sword Art. Xiaoyao Thirty-Six Sword Art was created by Xiao Ruoyao, and Xiao Ruoyao has the power to decide who can use it and who can't. So even though Feng Shao is not a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, he can still use this Thirty-Six Sword Art.

At this moment, Ye Chen had no idea that because of his previous words, he had put himself in opposition to all the cultivators.

In the initial fight, both sides were mostly testing each other, so they held back. After the first round of testing, Ye Chen had already made up his mind and said with a grim smile: "Feng Shao, if this is all you have, you will probably die under my sword today!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen suddenly stirred up the blood energy on the Blood Refining Sword. Immediately, the Blood Refining Sword was filled with blood energy, mixed with dark demonic energy, like a demonic weapon forged from the Shura Abyss. Ye Chen screamed, and moved forward again, the sword tip going straight to Feng Shao's throat, obviously wanting to behead Feng Shao with one sword.

Feng Shao snorted coldly, and the long sword spun in a circle. Immediately, a cyclone rose with the sword and then covered the Blood Refining Sword. Ye Chen suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand was a little out of control, and he couldn't help but be surprised. He suddenly poured his true energy into the Blood Refining Sword, and then a sharp whistle that seemed to be there and not there came back from the Blood Refining Sword.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect who were watching heard the howling and felt uncomfortable and nauseous. At the same time, it seemed as if there was a ghost screaming in their brains, causing their brains to feel a sharp pain like needles. Many people couldn't help but hold their heads and wail, wishing they could split their heads open and pull out the screaming ghost inside.

Feng Shao was the first to be affected, and he also felt very uncomfortable. He immediately understood that Ye Chen had activated the ghost howl on the Blood Refining Sword, trying to disturb his mind. Feng Shao did not hesitate and immediately poured his true energy into the Golden Crow Sword. The next moment, the Golden Crow Sword suddenly shone brightly, like the blazing sun. Waves of extremely positive true energy spread to the surroundings, and instantly dispelled the ghost howl of the Blood Refining Sword.

Ye Chen's face changed drastically. Every time he used the ghost howl of the blood-refined sword, he was always successful, but he didn't expect Feng Shao to be able to break it easily. He was unwilling to accept it and couldn't help but roar: "What kind of ability is it to rely on the weapon alone?"

Feng Shao sneered: "Then what are your abilities?"

Ye Chen's expression froze, and he immediately became angry and embarrassed, and his sword moves became more and more fierce.

However, facing Ye Chen's fierce attack, Feng Shao used the same sword technique repeatedly, and actually took all of Ye Chen's attacks, and he was able to do it with ease. And under Feng Shao's sword energy vortex, Ye Chen always felt as if he had no place to exert force, no matter how hard he tried, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

This is the Thirty-Six Sword Techniques of Xiaoyao: Beiming!

By defending instead of attacking and responding to ever-changing situations with the unchanging, you can almost be invincible.

And more importantly, this sword technique can also accumulate power! It not only accumulates your own power, but also the opponent's power!

As Ye Chen's attack became more and more fierce, Feng Shao gradually felt the increasing pressure in the vortex of sword energy. He understood that this was a sign that the power was about to reach its limit. So he let out a long roar and shouted, "Ye Chen, try this move of mine!"

After saying that, Feng Shao suddenly restrained his sword, and all the sword energy was gathered on the Golden Crow Sword. Before Ye Chen could react, Feng Shao swung his sword violently, and dozens of sword energies surged like a raging wave!

Super Sea Sword Technique!

Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away without thinking. But his escape didn't matter, the Blood Demon Sect disciples standing behind him were immediately in trouble. There were bursts of shrill screams, and countless broken limbs were thrown into the blood mist. Although Ye Chen ran very fast, he was still hit by the sword energy. His face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, a cry came from the sky: "Stop!"

Feng Shao glanced up at the sky, and the next moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It turned out to be the old thief Ling Xuzi.

Ling Xuzi stood in front of Ye Chen and shouted angrily at Feng Shao: "Feng Shao, you are so cruel! I will not let you go today!"

Feng Shao said coldly: "Old thief, how does it feel to betray the sect?"

Ling Xuzi's face suddenly froze, and his old face turned red. Although he betrayed Taiwei Sect, he was still more shameless than Ye Chen. Facing Feng Shao's righteous questioning, he suddenly felt guilty and hesitantly said, "What do you know, kid? I am a wise man who knows the current situation! The Blood Demon Sect is powerful and Taiwei Sect cannot deal with it at all. In this case, what's so strange about joining the Blood Demon Sect?"

Feng Shao nodded: "Understood."

Ling Xuzi wanted to say more, but heard Feng Shao say: "I understand now, if this person has no shame, how shameless can he be."

Ling Xuzi was both ashamed and angry. He drew out his sword and pointed it at Feng Shao, saying to Ye Chen, "Young man Ye, let's go together and take this guy down!"

Ye Chen hissed, “Okay!”

Ling Xuzi made a starting move and was about to rush forward to fight Feng Shao, but he suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind, causing his body to rush forward involuntarily. He turned around subconsciously and saw Ye Chen retracting his arm while the whole person was flying back quickly.

Phew!

The next moment, Ling Xuzi felt a chill in his chest. He lowered his head and saw a golden sword piercing his chest.

Feng Shao looked at Ling Xuzi and said sarcastically: "Old thief, you betrayed Taiwei Sect, and Ye Chen betrayed you. It is really the law of nature, and retribution is inevitable!"

Ling Xuzi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the blood rushed up, blocking his throat and making it difficult for him to speak.

Feng Shao said coldly: "You'd better tell your perverse theories to the ancestors of Taiwei Sect after you go to the underworld!"

As he spoke, Feng Shao suddenly drew out the Golden Crow Sword, and blood immediately gushed out like a fountain.

Ling Xuzi fell to the ground, his eyes full of confusion, as if he didn't understand why he ended up like this.

Isn't it said that as long as you follow the son of luck, you will definitely be able to rise to prominence...

Feng Shao looked at Ye Chen's fleeing figure and snorted coldly: "Your head will stay on your neck for the time being!"

He glanced at the Blood Demon Sect disciples surrounding him and said with a smile, "Everyone, is there anyone else who wants to stop me?"

The remaining Blood Demon Sect disciples could not help but look at each other.

Someone suddenly yelled and turned to run away. But before he could get far, a red silk suddenly fell from the sky and tightly wrapped around the person, wrapping him up like a silkworm pupa in a moment. The person struggled hard in the red silk, screaming miserably. After a while, the screams gradually stopped, and the red silk loosened and returned to the sky.

And at the original place, a white skeleton suddenly appeared.

Feng Shao glanced at the skeleton, then looked up at the sky, and saw a beautiful woman in her thirties floating in the air with a smile on her face, with a red silk wrapped around her body like a feathery dress.

"It turns out to be Madam Sanhua." Feng Shao said calmly.

Ding Jiuzhen looked down at Feng Shao and said with a smile: "Feng Shao, since you are here, it would be inappropriate not to leave something behind, right? I think your flesh and blood is quite good, just right to use it to sacrifice my bloodthirsty Zhu Ling!"