Transform blood into a sword, a strike that kills!
This is the most terrifying attack of Blood Kill.
In that instant, Blood Kill spat out fresh blood, condensing it into a Blood Sword, and launched a violent attack towards Yang Tian.
This sword had great momentum.
Centered around Blood Kill, everything within a few kilometers fell into a deathly silence.
At that moment, Yang Tian couldn't move.
Not only him, but even the Ghost Hunter beside him couldn't move.
"Yang Tian, I originally saw you as a talent, wanted to make you my dog, but now, I just want to stab you with a sword!"
Blood Kill shouted coldly, the Blood Sword in his hand already rushing towards Yang Tian.
This strike, without any embellishment, went straight for Yang Tian's chest.
Swoosh!
The Blood Sword swept with a violent wind, arriving in front of Yang Tian in the blink of an eye, at a critical moment, Yang Tian instinctively raised the Holy Sword.
With a rumble, the Blood Sword clashed against the Holy Sword.
To Blood Kill's surprise, the Blood Sword formed from his own blood could not pierce through the Holy Sword in Yang Tian's hand at all.
Although Yang Tian blocked Blood Kill's Blood Sword, he was at the end of his strength.
The Spiritual Breath in his body boiled, making a final defense.
But Yang Tian knew he couldn't hold on for long.
"Yang Tian, do you think using the Holy Sword can block my attack? Today is your death day!"
Blood Kill shouted coldly, flipping his hand, a Blood Palm struck.
This strike sent the Holy Sword in Yang Tian's hand flying away.
Swoosh!
The Blood Sword in Blood Kill's hand viciously stabbed towards Yang Tian's chest.
At that moment, Yang Tian closed his eyes, knowing he was going to die here.
He clenched his fists tightly, full of unwillingness.
If he had a chance, he would definitely cultivate Martial Techniques, then confront these Ancient Martial Artists.
But is there still a chance?
At this moment, an old voice rang out: "The master is in peril, the slave breaks the spirit to protect!"
"Break the spirit?"
Yang Tian raised his eyebrows.
"Spirit Breaking is to self-shatter the Spiritual Breath, triggering the strongest explosion!"
The old voice continued.
"Then that's suicide! Who wants to commit suicide?"
Yang Tian asked instinctively.
"Of course, it's the slave!"
The old voice echoed.
"The slave?"
Yang Tian suddenly raised his head, looking towards Ghost Hunter, only to find Ghost Hunter forming a Dharma Seal, murmuring a spell, and in the next second, a terrifying aura erupted from Ghost Hunter.
Boom!
A rumbling sound resounded, and Ghost Hunter completely exploded.
A surge of Spiritual Breath rushed out from Ghost Hunter, transforming into a sea of fire, surging towards Blood Kill.
Spirit Breaking means burning one's own life, fortune, and Spiritual Breath, then transforming into the most terrifying strike.
Such a strike has horrific power, capable of killing an enemy above one's level.
But once executed, the consequence is only one: death, and it is a death from which there is no reincarnation.
"Break the spirit?"
Blood Kill sensed something, his face changed, becoming extremely ugly.
He never expected Ghost Hunter to choose Spirit Breaking.
He locked his gaze on Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, you have guts!"
In the next second, he spun the Blood Sword, striking backward.
Boom!
With a rumbling sound, the Spirit Breaking from Ghost Hunter's suicide slammed against the Blood Sword in Blood Nail's hand.
Even Blood Kill's Blood Sword was shattered by Ghost Hunter's Spirit Breaking.
Not only that, Blood Kill was also fiercely struck by Ghost Hunter's Spirit Breaking.
Bang!
Blood Kill was blasted away, mouth open, spitting blood, half dead.
Seven-tenths of Ghost Hunter's Spirit Breaking was dissolved by Blood Kill's Blood Sword, the remaining three-tenths of energy, though unable to kill Blood Kill, severely injured him.
"Very good, very good..."
Blood Kill shot a deadly glance at Yang Tian, his figure flashed and then retreated away.
Swoosh!
The Holy Sword in Yang Tian's hand suddenly cut through the sky, quickly flying out to stab Blood Kill's arm.
Blood Kill turned back, glaring at Yang Tian, then disappeared.
Soon, the surroundings restored their deathly silence.
Yang Tian stood up, and with a struggle, he already held the Holy Sword.
He looked around, and Ghost Hunter was nowhere to be seen.
Only fear that the earlier Spirit Breaking had shattered Ghost Hunter's soul.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
The sound of police sirens approached from afar, and Yang Tian knew the police cars were coming, so he quickly examined the situation, finding everyone alright, though their eyes looked vacant, clearly frightened by the fight earlier.
"Let's leave here first!"
Yang Tian called out, getting everyone into the car, then rushed towards the distance.
In a forest.
A black-clad man landed in the forest, seriously injured, spewing a mouthful of black blood, hurriedly sitting down, absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Breath to recuperate.
"Blood Hall Master, even you couldn't kill Yang Tian?"
An astonished voice sounded, and a woman emerged from behind the trees.
No one else, it was Poison Rose.
"Kill!"
Blood Kill suddenly opened his eyes, a surge of Blood Evil Qi exploded out, fiercely striking, knocking Poison Rose back seven steps before barely stabilizing.
Poison Rose's face turned pale, quickly kneeling: "Please forgive me, Blood Hall Master."
"Poison Rose, I order you to immediately follow Yang Tian, complete the task for me! If not, I will use your life for a blood burial!"
Blood Kill coldly ordered.
"Is the task to kill Yang Tian and retrieve the Holy Sword?"
Poison Rose cautiously asked.
"Killing Yang Tian and retrieving the Holy Sword is secondary, the most important is to bring Ling Ying back. If something happens to Ling Ying, it will be more serious than losing the Holy Sword!"
Blood Kill said solemnly.
"Oh?"
Poison Rose's eyes flashed with surprise.
She couldn't believe that the dignified Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Department was so concerned about Ling Ying? More than the Holy Sword?
Could Ling Ying be more important than the Holy Sword?
"Don't doubt my words, killing Yang Tian and retrieving the Holy Sword, even if we don't do it, other core personnel will complete it, but Ling Ying must not suffer any loss, she is more important than anyone!"
Blood Kill spoke coldly.
"Yes!"
Poison Rose nodded, but her eyes flashed with a difficult-to-hide surprise.
Blood Kill's words convinced her that Ling Ying was more important than the Holy Sword.
Could it be because Ling Ying has the Extreme Yin Body?
"You're not wrong, Ling Ying is the Extreme Yin Body, so she's important, but she also has another identity, which is even more terrifying!"
Blood Kill said solemnly.
"What identity?"
Poison Rose instinctively asked.
She was too puzzled, that girl she had played with for five years actually had another even more terrifying identity?
"Is this something you should know? Courting death!"
Blood Kill shouted coldly, a Palm Force struck, sending Poison Rose flying.
When Poison Rose hit the ground, she quickly knelt: "I deserve to die ten thousand times over..."
But her eyes flickered with a vicious gleam, she waved her hand, and a silver thread already floated towards Blood Kill.
Cough cough cough!
Blood Kill suddenly coughed, he shouted coldly: "Go finish the task immediately!"
"Yes!"
Poison Rose nodded, her figure flashed, and she was gone.
She needed to find out what other identity Ling Ying had...