Chapter 718 Feeding the Sword with Blood

The exclamation was quickly overwhelmed by a louder voice from the bottom of the peak.

"It's also the best flying sword!"

"It looks like it's also at the fifth level. Gai Feng is really hiding something. He has such a good sword, but he didn't take it out until now."

"If I used this sword before, would it rank higher?"

"Isn't that nonsense!"

"But that is a fifth-order flying sword, can he use it?"

"It can't be used, what did he take it out for?"

The crowd was excited, and it felt like a wonderful drama was about to begin.

Zhou Shu was also a little shocked. He knew that Gai Feng had a top-quality flying sword, but he didn't expect that this top-quality flying sword turned out to be the Chijiao Sword!

That's right, it's almost exactly the same as the Scarlet Flood Flood Sword he got before, it's also composed of three scales, but there are two more pearls on the tail of the sword, and the level is also one level higher.

He seemed to understand the determination in Gai Feng's eyes before.

Here, taking out the Chijiao Sword is tantamount to showing his identity. Even if he is not Wei Shang, he must have a great connection with Wei Shang.

Gai Feng, why are you doing this?

He was a little puzzled, staring at Gai Feng, his expression became more and more focused.

On the high platform of Tianjian Gate.

The exclamation came from here, and it was Chen Huayu who couldn't help it.

Zheng Huabai couldn't hide his excitement, "The last Chijiao Sword is finally born!"

Chen Huayu murmured, "Unexpectedly, the last Chijiao Sword turned out to be the fifth-level best... It seems that Wei Shang left this sword for himself. The sixth-level flying sword he used back then, Wugou, was fleeing The Heavenly Sword Gate was smashed by us, most likely this one was refined later, and those fourth-order ones are all defective products."

Zheng Huabai laughed loudly, stroked his beard and said, "Haha, I knew he would be like this, but we don't need to bother to figure it out. He knew he couldn't hide, so he finally gave up, hahaha!"

Chen Huayu seemed to be thinking, "It's just that I can't figure it out, Junior Brother. It's been a thousand years, why come out now? Does he want to do something?"

"What can be done, what can a golden core cultivator do!"

Because he was too excited and excited, Zheng Huabai's voice became extremely sharp, looking at Gai Feng below, "This time, I want him to die!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, as if he was about to go down.

Chen Huayu quickly said, "No."

Taoist Changxiao also stood up, "Brother, now is not the time."

Chen Huayu nodded, "The sword meeting is going on right now, you can't do it in public, and it will be troublesome if guests who don't know you notice it."

Zheng Huabai snorted, "What are you afraid of? On our Liuming Mountain, you still worry so much?"

Having said that, he still sat down, squeezed hard with his right hand, and turned around, as if he crushed Gai Feng in his hand.

Back then his master was killed by Wei Shang, so he naturally hated Wei Shang a lot.

Chen Huayu smiled, "The left and right are only in the Jindan realm, and if you do it later, you can't escape the palm of the senior brother."

Zheng Huabai said disdainfully, "Of course the old man knows, I just want to see him die sooner."

On a high platform further away.

Like everyone else, Master Pill King Bushu also had a trace of doubt on his face, but that doubt was more like an affectation, and it disappeared after a while.

He stared at Gai Feng, and there was an indescribable eagerness in his eyes, as if the long-awaited event had finally happened.

In the test field.

The arrogance on Zhuo Qingwen's face dissipated a lot.

"Unexpectedly, you also have a hole card, but what does that matter!"

He snorted angrily, and continued to point the tip of his sword at Gai Feng, "You are a golden core sword cultivator, so what if you have a fifth-level flying sword, can you exert one-tenth of your power!"

But Chi Xiao trembled slightly, revealing the panic in his heart bit by bit.

Gai Feng remained silent, and he didn't even look at Zhuo Qingwen, as if he only had the red flood sword in his eyes.

"Create your sword, let me see how you make your sword!"

Zhuo Qingwen was still shouting.

Gai Feng raised his head and glanced at him. There was no expression in his eyes, like black holes, but there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhuo Qingwen's expression froze, and he choked suddenly after he was half-swearing.

Gai Feng drew out his sword.

But to anyone's surprise, the direction of his sword is not the opponent, but himself.

He picked up the Scarlet Flood Flood Sword and cut towards himself.

Blood flowed out continuously, drop by drop, all sprinkled on the sword.

Those three scales instantly turned red, and the blood that oozes out, like rubies, emits bursts of faint light.

"what you do?"

Zhuo Qingwen was stunned for a moment, "Feeding the sword with blood, are you crazy?"

Feeding swords with blood is an uncommon means of sword cultivation. First, you must have a top-grade flying sword, and then inject blood essence into the top-grade flying sword, which can better exert the power of the flying sword. However, doing so is harmful to sword cultivation. The damage is very large, and it cannot be recovered after a few years. Once the top-quality flying sword is fed by the blood essence of the sword repairer, the original power feels the blood essence, and it will form a dependence. Only by drinking blood can it exert its greatest effect.

Feeding a sword with blood can destroy the sword even if it hurts people, and no sword cultivator will use it until the moment of life and death.

There was even more shock at the bottom of the peak.

"What does he do?"

"Feeding the sword with blood, this is just a competition of the Sword Club, why is he so desperate?"

"I don't understand it either, but...it's so beautiful!"

On the high platform of Tianjian Gate.

Several Tianjianmen elders were also surprised.

Chen Huayu was stunned, "What is he doing? What is this for?"

Zheng Huabai was still laughing, "What else can I do, I know I'm going to die, so I'll fight to the death, I'm afraid he might try to use the sword to escape, we have to be more careful."

"He dared to come here at the Jindan stage, how could he want to escape?"

Chen Huayu obviously didn't think so, "I think it's a bit strange, this is not something that Wei Shang can do, Wei Shang cherishes the sword very much, even in life and death, he would not do this."

Zheng Huabai snorted, "Now he has changed a long time ago, he is different from before, most likely he is crazy."

"I always feel that something is wrong..."

Chen Huayu was still muttering, but he couldn't say why.

On Tianxing Peak.

All the sword cultivators stared at Gai Feng with different expressions, and they also discussed in low voices, but they didn't know why Gai Feng was like this.

Zhou Shu looked at Gai Feng, feeling an ominous premonition that suddenly spread throughout his body.

He became more vigilant, and couldn't help but backed away a little. He had a feeling that Gai Feng's actions were not for Zhuo Qingwen's sake.

Fairy Lingyin not far away suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Gai Feng.

Those eyes were extremely beautiful, like autumn waters lingering, but at this moment, no one paid attention.

Gai Feng still held the Chijiao Sword, cutting himself with one sword after another.

He completely ignored the pain, as if he were sculpting a work of art, and just regarded himself as the work of art.

Blood flowed out continuously, and was soon absorbed by the Chi Jiao Sword.

The Scarlet Flood Sword became redder and redder.

And the blood energy diffused, and the entire Tianxing Peak was shrouded in a layer of dark red.

On Tianxing Peak, there was silence.

Only Gai Feng kept torturing himself.

Gradually, his body shriveled a lot, and his originally tall and strong figure seemed to have shrunk in half.

But he is still laughing.