Chapter 443 King Luo's Blood Art

Chapter 443 King Luo's Blood Art

Shen Wen was almost crazy, but Zhou Shu was unmoved.

The figure swept up, the heavy golden sword kept swinging out, loud noises continued to be heard in the hall, and pill furnaces fell to the ground with a bang.

The Dan Xius outside the hall looked at each other in amazement.

"This, the alchemy furnace has collapsed."

"Is this going to destroy the main hall of Qinghe Peak? The current Zhou Shu actually has such ability, and it's in front of Elder Shen and Manager Guan?"

"It doesn't matter if it's destroyed, the current Qinghe Peak doesn't look like it did before."

"But... well."

Not long after, under the attack of Shen Wen's sword intent, Zhou Shu destroyed dozens of alchemy furnaces without interruption.

He stood with a sword in his hand, facing Shen Wen whose face was already burning with anger, and smiled calmly, "There are still those on you, give them to me."

His purpose is very clear, He Yin School must not have such a pill, not at all.

Shen Wen let out a long laugh, laughing almost maniacally, "Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu, I shouldn't have accepted you as an apprentice in the first place. It's all your fault that my lotus music sect's thousand-year-old foundation was destroyed!"

Zhou Shu shook his head, "The Heyin School will not be destroyed, if it is to be destroyed, it will be destroyed in your hands."

Shen Wen glared at Zhou Shu, his long sword trembling slightly, "It's you! I'm only for the sect. How can people like you do anything but destroy my hard work?"

"Using elixir to control the practitioners to work hard is your painstaking effort?"

Zhou Shu looked solemn, "Are all the disciples of the Heyin School your tools?"

"Those who take pills will not be our disciples!"

Shen Wen shouted loudly, "They are all cultivators specially recruited by me. I give them spirit stones, good resources, whatever they do, can't we make them work hard! They die as soon as they die, for our Heyin sect Contribute, die well, such a good thing, why did you come to obstruct it, why!"

"well."

Zhou Shu sighed slightly, "Up to now, you are still obsessed with your obsession. If I don't stop you and let you really do it, the Lotus Music School will indeed not be destroyed in a few years, but after that? The Lotus Music School has no chance of turning around. One Zongmen, the foundation can be rebuilt, and disciples can be recruited again, but once the method of evil cultivation is used, the Heyin Sect will be no different from Liyuan Mansion, and will fall into a situation that cannot be restored."

Shen Wen was stunned for a long while, and cursed angrily, "What do you know! If the Heyin Sect is gone in a year, what will happen next? The Heyin Sect must not perish in my hands, absolutely not! "

"The Lotus School will not be destroyed."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "With these disciples here, the Heyin Sect will always be there, not to mention others, Elder Shen, have you forgotten Elder Zhao?"

"Zhao Yueru, attacking the Nascent Soul?"

Shen Wen laughed loudly, "It's ridiculous, the Qingyuan Mountains will definitely not be able to get out of the Nascent Soul Realm, no matter how talented Zhao Yueru is, she can't surpass the limit of aura, she is doomed to fail. Just relying on two or three golden elixirs, she wants to defend the Lotus Sect, Did you know? The Yunjian faction now has twelve golden elixirs!"

Zhou Shu nodded, "There are twelve, five weapon cultivators, and two specially recruited sword cultivators. It is said that they are not under Elder Yuan, so Elder Yuan has not been able to go to Yunjian to send revenge."

It's no secret that the Yunjian faction is also engaged in an arms race five years from now. Hao Ruoyan had been in the Heyin faction for a month and heard news from the Yunjian faction from time to time, so he naturally told Zhou Shu.

Shen Wen was taken aback, "How do you know? How long have you been back?"

"Just came back."

Zhou Shu looked indifferent, "Twelve golden pills are a bit difficult, but it's not a big problem to keep them."

"It's really easy to say."

Shen Wen glanced to the side, with a lot of disdain in his eyes, seeing the residue of the pill furnace everywhere, his anger immediately rose, "No matter what you say, you must die today!"

With a flick of the cyan long sword, countless green grass grew from the ground and stretched towards Zhou Shu.

Before the sword intent could be executed, a loud shout came first, "Guan Linping, don't make a move yet!"

After breaking free from the shackles of the sword intent, Guan Linping has been shrinking in a corner and cannot move. He is very talented in pills, but his combat power is really insufficient. Competition.

Hearing Shen Wen's words, Guan Linping moved, but looked at Zhou Shu and shrank back, "Elder Shen, I'm Danxiu, I'll leave it to you."

Shen Wenquan lacked his usual indifference, and cursed fiercely, "Coward, what use are you! I'll trap him first, and then you go!"

"good!"

Guan Linping responded quickly, but then his voice became much quieter, "We'll talk about it when you're trapped."

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, Guan Linping was scared out of his wits by him, and Danxiu himself was nothing to worry about, and it was impossible for Shen Wen to trap him.

Shen Wen didn't say any more, the green grass on the ground was not far from Zhou Shu, it grew up in an instant, turned into vines, and entangled towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu had been on guard for a long time. The magic ants surged and rushed towards the surrounding vines, biting each other.

Not long after, the vines were all crushed, and the magic ants formed a cloud, hovering over Zhou Shu's head.

Chunhui Sword Intent is good at defense, but its attack power is really insufficient. After Zhou Shu saw it clearly, he was naturally not afraid.

Shen Wen put away his sword and stood, looking at Zhou Shu, his expression suddenly calmed down, "It turns out that what Junior Sister Liu said is true, you really have the strength of the Golden Core Realm, and you have obtained the ultimate magic weapon, you are very strong, stronger than me a lot of."

He spoke lightly, as if he had regained his former composure.

But Zhou Shu knew that this was the calm before the storm, and the next attack would definitely be overwhelming.

Zhou Shuxin felt something, and his expression became more solemn. The heavy golden sword drew a few circles in front of him, and the magic ants formed a torrent, spinning back and forth, like a long black dragon.

Shen Wen opened his mouth suddenly, and sprayed four consecutive mouthfuls of blood on the blue long sword.

Essence and blood quickly poured into the long sword and disappeared, but in the blink of an eye, the long sword changed unexpectedly. Many blood-colored lines protruded from the sword in all directions, and the blood seemed to flow in it, which was quite strange.

"Lord Luo's Blood Art?"

Zhou Shu was slightly taken aback. It is rumored that Luo Wang's Blood Jue is the untold secret of Luo Wanggu. It can use the cultivator's own blood essence to strengthen the power of the Jue in a short period of time, and it can be increased by three or four times. After using Luo Wang Jue, the original blood essence was damaged, and it would take at least ten years of cultivation to recover.

Most of the secret methods of small sects are like this, with more disadvantages than advantages, and few cultivators know how to use them.

At this moment, Shen Wen was really fighting hard.

"You also know Luo Wang's blood art, hehe, I'll let you see it."

Even Shen Wen's eyes were bleeding, but he swung his long sword calmly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The hall was suddenly darkened, and I couldn't see my fingers when I stretched out my hands. There were bursts of inexplicable and urgent noises, which came from all directions, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Sensing the surrounding situation, Zhou Shu couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

In the hall with a radius of nearly a thousand feet, countless red long grass suddenly grew up, down, left, and all around, completely surrounding the entire hall, and a strong bloody smell came, making people want to vomit. Every long grass is close to Zhangxu, waving long blades, some are as sharp as a knife, or as flexible as a rope, slowly squeezed over.

Zhou Shu felt cold all over, as if he was being swallowed by the pitcher plant.

This attack method is also weird, unheard of, to be able to cast sword intent to this extent, perhaps Shen Wen's strength at this time is not inferior to Zhao Yueru and Yuan Jianyi.

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