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Xueyuan tested Qin Feng's blood, and seemed to want to determine whether Qin Feng was worthy of being wooed again. At this moment, he felt it, and personally sent an invitation, wanting Qin Feng to follow him.
Qin Feng secretly sneered.
Just because of smashing the blood drum and making a lot of breakthroughs, he was valued by Xueyuan. At this moment, he even personally invited him, so I don't know if it is worth being happy.
The Blood Sword God guides Xuexiu, does not compete for the edge, and the Blood Sword Mountain is not some kind of force, but this Xue Yuan accepts disciples in such a way that it has vaguely formed a faction.
He didn't know why the blood abyss was like this, and he didn't know why the blood sword god didn't stop it, but these had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to understand that he came here only for cultivation and nothing else.
Not to mention apprenticeship and following.
Besides, not to mention the mere blood abyss, even in front of the blood sword god, I am afraid that he is not qualified to accept him as a disciple, let alone ask him to follow.
"If you follow as a teacher, I can guide you to practice in the blood, and even let you go to the abyss to practice." Before Qin Feng could respond, Xueyuan's voice continued to come, promising benefits.
"Where is the Blood Sword Mountain?" Qin Feng said lightly, although he didn't say it clearly, his meaning is self-evident.
The space is silent, only the thick and sharp blood light is flickering like a tide, splitting the space and making a chirping sound, which is extremely depressing.
Xue Yuan seemed to be silent, and a cold voice came after a long time, "Is this your decision?"
Qin Feng frowned slightly, he could hear the faint anger contained in Xue Yuan's voice, which made the surrounding blood thicker and sharper, even with a strong killing intent.
"The Blood Sword God preaches the Blood Sword God, and all blood cultivators in the world will not refuse. Do you have to be a teacher to seek Taoism and practice?" Qin Feng said in a low voice.
Although Xue Yuan has made many actions in Xuejian Mountain, but it is related to the philosophy of Xuejian Mountain, he still dare not blatantly violate it. Even if Xuejian God doesn't say anything, those three guys will not allow it.
"Naturally, you can seek the Tao without being a teacher. The premise is that you have that qualification." Xue Yuan's indifferent voice came, and then he stopped talking. of suffocation.
Obviously, Xue Yuan was furious and would not let him pass the test.
Buzz.
The dense blood was whistling, one after another was sharp like a sword, and the blood glow exuding a terrifying killing intent began to condense, making an ear-piercing breaking sound, and finally condensed into a blood sword, pointing at Qin Feng from afar, clanging.
Qin Feng stared at the blood sword with a serious expression.
He knew that Xue Yuan was angry, and although he would not deal with him explicitly, the next test would definitely be difficult, even dangerous.
Don't you see, the blood sword exudes a strong pressure of blood, and the power of the sword, the combination of the two, the killing intent is infinite, if he never retreats, the other party will really kill him.
"Phew."
?Suddenly, the blood sword burst into bleeding light and disappeared in an instant, causing Qin Feng's pupils to shrink suddenly, almost instinctively gathering strength, and the Blood God Fist blasted out.
"Boom."
The moment he condensed the Bleeding God Fist, the terrifying killing blood sword rushed towards him, as fast as a ray of light, directly piercing through the Blood God Fist, piercing Qin Feng's eyebrows.
"So fast!"
Qin Feng was secretly startled, and retreated instinctively. The Blood God Fist condensed again. This time, he opened the distance, and the Blood God Fist was pushed to the extreme, but he was still pierced by that sword.
However, the power of the blood sword also dropped sharply, and finally shattered under Qin Feng's three consecutive punches.
It stands to reason that the blood intent released by Xueyuan is comparable to the peak of the third-level god, and even close to the fourth-level level of the god, but Qin Feng has just tempered the triple blood intent, and he is at a disadvantage in terms of realm.
But this is Blood Sword Mountain, even if it is unfair, so what can he do.
He could only continue to condense the Blood God Fist, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the Blood Sword, trying to open a path of blood.
Phew.
At the moment when Qin Feng roared, another burst of blood burst out, and the bloody sword power seemed to be still rising, and the speed was faster than before, piercing through everything in an instant, and killing Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was prepared, and punched the bloody sword with a punch. The overbearing power contained unparalleled momentum, like the invincible God of War, shaking this bloody space, it seemed to be broken.
However, this blood light seemed to be illusory, nowhere to receive force, and was not affected by the Blood God Fist at all. It passed straight through. Qin Feng hurriedly dodged, but was still hit by the blood sword. The God of War body could not resist at all. The blood sword A deep bloody gash was left directly on his shoulder.
The bone can be seen in the depth, and the blood flows out.
Qin Feng looked at the bloody mouth, then stared forward again,
"Four levels of blood, the assessment of Blood Sword Mountain is difficult.?? Is the strong against the weak? "
The bloody sword power contained in that bloody light obviously surpassed the level of the triple gods, and it was completely unfair.
Phew.
Xueyuan didn't respond, the third blood light appeared in vain, and the sword power of blood intent continued to rise. He didn't care what Qin Feng felt at all, and wanted to kill him with a terrifying killing intent.
Qin Feng's expression became extremely ugly.
Xueyuan can be accepted as a disciple by the Blood Sword God, and his talent and strength can be seen to be extraordinary. At this moment, he has not suppressed the blood intention at the same level, but is getting stronger and stronger, and keeps killing him, as if he wants to kill him.
There is no reason, no fairness.
Boom!
Qin Feng burned blood crazily, and the Blood God Fist shook the space, but it couldn't stop the increasingly powerful blood sword at all, the sound of puffing kept ringing, and countless shocking bloodstains appeared on his body instantly.
No matter how angry he is, on this Blood Sword Mountain, he is really helpless, and even the blood will become stronger and stronger, reaching the fifth level of blood, constantly cutting his body, if he continues like this, let alone pass the test, he may even survive danger.
Xue Yuan is so unreasonable and unfair. For a moment, he really wanted to awaken the Sword of Zhan Shen and destroy everything, but in the end he held back.
The figure flickered, and retreated straight away before the blood sword destroyed him.
"Pfft."
As soon as he exited the blood map, Qin Feng opened his mouth to vomit blood. Many people were surprised by his embarrassing appearance, but it became clear immediately.
With the strength of Qin Feng's smashing blood drum, it can be seen that his blood and talent are good, and it is reasonable to pass the examination, but it is self-evident what the intention of Xueyuan wants to feel his blood.
Looking at Qin Feng's state at the moment, the result is not difficult to guess.
It must have been rejected again.
"It seems that Taoist friends are not suitable for going to the abyss." Seeing Qin Feng's appearance, Xue Tu also understood, and said darkly.
Qin Feng glanced at him, his expression was gloomy, but he said nothing. He looked sideways at the other three blood pictures. Xue Yuan aimed at him and repelled him for no reason. I don't know if the other three disciples did the same.
"You don't need to look at it. Although the assessments of the master and the seniors are different, they will all agree with the results. You have lost, and the three seniors naturally think so. Within three years, you are not qualified to go to the abyss." Xuetu sneered road.
There are so many blood cultivators who come to seek the Tao. The four disciples not only have to preside over the mountain assessment, but also preach and receive karma. If there is no limit to the test going to the abyss, I am afraid that everyone will keep trying, and they will have no time to practice on their own.
Therefore, once the test to go to the abyss to practice fails, within three years, you are not allowed to try again. You can continue to practice in Blood Sword Mountain, wait for three years and try again, or you can leave.
Blood Sword Mountain does not restrict freedom.
Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, glanced at Xuetu, and then at a certain attic, as if he had penetrated the attic of the blood map, and saw the blood abyss, and there was a faint glow of blood flickering deep in the pupils of his eyes.
After a while, Qin Feng turned and left with restrained blood.
There is no blood method suitable for him to practice on the top of the Blood Sword Mountain, so he can't afford to wait for three years.
"What a place it is not practice. Are you willing to try my blood?" At this moment, a voice came from a certain attic, which fell clearly in Qin Feng's ears.
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