Chapter 906 Scarlet Earl

Song Jian drew out the Potianjian and slashed at the remaining three corners of the iron-wood coffin;

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

A burst of sparks splattered, the iron-wood coffin was even harder than steel, with the sharpness of the Sky-Pottering Sword, even ordinary steel could be easily cut off, but now only a shallow slash was left on the iron-wood coffin. white seal;

Song Jian was not in a hurry, he kept chopping, and the red breath became more and more intense. Soon, these scattered breaths turned into blood mist, a fishy and sweet smell, coming from the gap in the coffin came from

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the coffin shook slightly. There seemed to be something inside!

"Could it be that the Scarlet Earl Siboyar is lying inside?" Song Jian guessed in his heart, and suddenly became a little excited. You know, this is the territory of the Scarlet Earl, which means that this Earl is at least a lord-level boss. , if you are lucky, you may even meet a commanding boss!

Song Jian is coveting the commanding level boss now, no matter where there is information about the commanding level boss, Song Jian has to check it out no matter how far away it is.

"Don't let me down!" Song Jian said to himself, and slashed at the coffin with his sword again;

The dark golden light flashed away, and with a "click", Song Jian chopped off a corner of the hard iron-wood coffin, and even the iron nail that nailed the coffin was chopped off;

Song Jian smiled slightly, what he was waiting for was to trigger the passive talent "Holy Sword"!

The two corners of the coffin lost their iron nails and became looser. The blood mist spread more and more violently. The thick blood mist enveloped the surroundings and slowly spread towards the surroundings;

Just when Song Jian was about to continue removing the other two nails, the whole iron-wood coffin suddenly shook violently, and the remaining two nails began to shake and slowly rise up automatically;

Even with Song Jian's strength, he couldn't pull out the iron nail with his bare hands. It is conceivable how strong the iron nail is, but now, the remaining two iron nails are in front of Song Jian, like a pair of transparent Big hands were grabbing them and pulling them up, and after a while, the two iron nails were all pushed out;

dang lang~

The two iron nails that were pulled out lost control and fell to the ground. The entire lid of the coffin was rushed into the air by a gust of air, and turned over and hit the wall beside it;

"Three hundred years, I have been asleep for three hundred years!" A hoarse voice sounded from the coffin;

Soon, a withered arm stretched out, holding onto the edge of the coffin, and then, a man in a red silk robe with a black cross hanging around his neck slowly sat up from the coffin;

The man looked like a skinny skeleton, with sunken cheeks and high cheekbones, without any muscle visible on his body;

"Did you release me from this bondage iron coffin, young man?" A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Song Jian, with only a layer of skin remaining on his cheeks, showing a piercing smile;

"Yes, I released you, how do you plan to repay me?" Song Jian asked with a smile, clenched the Potian Sword in his right hand! He had already seen the name of the monster in front of him, it was the Scarlet Earl Siboyar he had guessed before;

"Scarlet Earl Siboyar, Blood Race, Level 48, Commanding Level BOSS, HP: 340000/680000; Status: Weak"

"Repay you? Yes, you released me, I should really repay you, let me think about how to repay your life-saving grace..." Siboyar had a thoughtful look on his face, and after a while, Siboyar showed his two sharp fangs, and said with a smile: "As a reward, let me suck all the blood from your body, and then make you an immortal corpse servant, what do you think?"

clatter~

Siboyar's body collapsed suddenly, hundreds of palm-sized black bats flew out of the coffin, and then re-condensed into a figure in mid-air;

Wan Jian Jue!

Song Jian slashed towards the air, and more than thirty spirit swords flew towards Siboyar, drawing sharp traces in the air;

Song Jian was full of vigilance when he saw the word "Weakness" in Siboyar's status bar. What is the first thing a vampire who has been imprisoned for three hundred years will do after he regains his freedom?

It is natural to find enough blood to restore its own strength, but now, Song Jian is the only one who can provide it with blood.

"It's a good skill. In my memory, I seem to have seen such a skill before..." Facing dozens of spirit swords flying over, Siboyar didn't panic in the slightest, but showed a smile on his face ;

Seeing Siboyar's right hand, the thick blood-colored mist around it began to roll and converge towards its hand. After a while, a scarlet red rapier appeared in its palm.

Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom~

Siboyar looked careless, and kept waving his right hand, destroying all the spirit swords in the sky;

"How is it possible..." Song Jian was dumbfounded, Song Jian would not be surprised even if Siboyar used an invincible skill, but the scene in front of him was beyond Song Jian's imagination;

Song Jian could clearly feel that Xiboyar didn't have any energy fluctuations when he resisted the spirit sword. Jue completely resisted it;

"I remember!" Siboyar seemed to recall something, and said to Song Jian with a smile: "A thousand years ago, I once saw a human being who used skills similar to yours, except that he The power of the skill is much stronger than you."

Song Jian looked gloomy, stared at Siboyar, and asked in a low voice: "Did you really not use your skills just now?"

"Hehe, what do you think?" A contemptuous smile appeared on Siboyar's face, as if he didn't care about Wan Jianjue.

Song Jian was puzzled, Wan Jian Jue was a legendary skill after being promoted, how could it be possible for Siboyar to easily break it with a normal attack?

At this moment, a black cross hanging on Siboyar's neck suddenly burst into dazzling flames, and a mournful scream came from the cross;

Song Jian saw that the one nailed to the cross turned out to be a terrifying monster with a ferocious face and fangs. At this time, it was burning with raging flames, twisting its body continuously, and its ferocious face showed pain. look;

Siboyar's complexion changed drastically, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn!" As he said, he grabbed the cross and threw it into the distance;

boom!

With a violent explosion, the entire cross shattered, and countless fragments of the cross were burning with flames, floating in mid-air continuously, looking like bright fireworks;

Song Jian narrowed his eyes: "Could it be that it can withstand all the damage from Wanjian Jue because of that black cross?"

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Jian's mouth curled up slightly, and he clenched the Potian Sword tightly;

"If you are really that powerful, then resist my Wanjian Jue one more time!"

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