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Chapter 1568 The Mysterious Swordsman

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    "What a coincidence. I've been to this cemetery for half a year and this is the first time I've seen a human warrior. I wonder what your blood tastes like when you drink it."

    The vampire man showed a cruel smile and turned into a bloody light and rushed directly towards Ling Feng.

    Of the five people present, in his opinion, Ling Feng was the only one who was a bit of a threat, but only a little bit. He was the First Level Heavenly Martial Emperor, and he had killed countless people.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go, I¡¯ll stop him first!¡±

    At first glance, Ling Feng realized that he was no match for this man, and his cultivation level was two levels behind.  The other party has the cultivation level of a third-level Tianwu Emperor, and he is also a genius of the Demon Realm Royal Family. His talent is definitely not low either.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????.  Ling Feng was still sure of a tie, two levels higher, so he could only hold on to a hundred moves at most.

    However, if this group of junior brothers and sisters can escape far enough, I can withdraw after holding on for fifty moves.

    The long sword was unsheathed, and while the blood was flying, Ling Feng slashed out with one strike. The surging sword intent filled the blade and stirred up a boundless wind.

    This sword was extremely violent, creating a storm phenomenon. Nine bloody storms appeared in the sky behind Ling Feng.

    Bang!

    The bloody light rolled back, and the vampire man appeared, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.  The body flew away and landed on a tombstone, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

    "There's no need to leave, this demon warrior is no match for Brother Feng!"

    Seeing this scene, Ling Feng¡¯s junior brothers and sisters were overjoyed. They thought that the vampire man was injured by Ling Feng, but they actually turned around and killed him.

    "return!"

    This scene frightened Ling Feng, and he shouted anxiously.

    He had exerted 70% of his strength, but he could barely repel the opponent with just one random move. The gap was extremely obvious.  But these junior brothers and sisters, their eyesight was too low and they didn¡¯t notice it at all.

    "It's interesting. I'm so lucky to meet a proud leader of the human race. Your blood is probably extremely delicious, and it can help me reach another level!"

    On top of the tombstone, the vampire man didn't even look at it. He casually grabbed the people flying towards him with both hands.

    Poof, the chests of the two people flying towards him were immediately scratched.  The two people's eyes were wide open, and their faces were filled with pain and confusion.

    As soon as he reached out and let go, the two of them fell to the ground with a bang, completely lifeless.

    The other three people turned pale with fright and flew in different directions. The vampire man did not care anymore. He only had Ling Feng in his eyes.

    There is a wild light in his eyes, like an animal seeing food, shining with a cold light.

    "You're not leaving yet? Do you want to create time for your companions to leave? Then you are too confident. If you can take five moves from me, that's your limit."

    The vampire man smiled coldly and proudly, and a bloody long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was unsheathed, and the bloody sword light filled the world and made a buzzing sound.

    ???????????????????? Boom!

    Along the way, graves one after another exploded, and corpses flew into the air, creating a mess.

    The man from the Vampire race turned into a line of blood and flew towards him with his sword, carrying infinite sword intent.

    This sword was a simple and crude use of his speed and strength to stab Ling Feng's heart.

    Amidst the lightning and flint, Ling Feng held his sword in front of his chest, and with a clang, he flew out.

    His arms were numb, and he almost couldn't hold the knife. He looked at the vampire man again, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

    "That's right. I took a sword with 60% of my power, and the sword hasn't fallen yet. If you were to reach my level of cultivation, with your talent, you might not be your opponent."

    The vampire man, holding a long sword, said calmly.

    Whoosh!

    Ling Feng recognized the current situation, and tragically realized that he had underestimated this person's strength. A trace of decisiveness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and left.

    "Can you escape?" A hint of teasing flashed in the vampire man's eyes, and he followed suit slowly.

    The two of them were chasing each other, while the other was escaping. The vampire man was completely toying with Ling Feng.  They always gave him a glimmer of hope before ruthlessly destroying it. Within half an hour, Ling Feng was already bruised and bruised, exhausted both physically and mentally, and in a miserable state.

    "Hahaha, don't run away, be my food and I will make your death painless."

    The vampire man, laughing wildly and with a ferocious face, looked particularly scary in this endless graveyard.

    "Hateful, if you give me a year, how can I use it?"It¡¯s so embarrassing to be in such a hurry!  "

    Ling Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the endless graveyard with a feeling of despair.  He has just become emperor, and his glory has just begun. He is still emerging in the golden age. Is he really going to die here?

    "Where did I run to?"

    In the midst of panic, Ling Feng suddenly felt a tremor all over his body, and a chill swept through his body.

    He turned around and saw a pair of bloody lights flashing on top of the tombs hundreds of miles away, which looked like something

    "Blood Crow!"

    When he woke up with a start, he was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. The flashing blood was the blood crow's eyes.  Pairs and pairs, thousands of them, all staring at him.

    "It's over, I ran to the Blood Crow's lair. No, the Blood Crow's lair is in the east of the city and in the west of the city. Why are all the Blood Crows here motionless?"

    Soon, with his sharp mind, he discovered the weirdness of this place.

    If you look carefully, you will find that the blood crows here seem to have been tamed.  Although she was staring at him, she remained motionless, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone.

    Ding-dang-ding-dong!

    The breeze blows, carrying the beautiful sound of wind chimes, floating here.

    "what sound?"

    With his eyes scanning, Ling Feng looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and then discovered that the corner of a chariot could be seen surrounded by several tombs ten miles away.

    The sound of wind chimes seems to be coming from this chariot.

    "Whoosh, whoosh," there was a sound of wind behind them, but it was the vampire man chasing after him.  Ling Feng didn't care much, quickened his pace and ran towards the direction of the chariot.

    The pure black chariot is covered with simple curtains on all sides. The curtains are engraved with formation patterns. Through the gaps in the curtains, a figure can be seen sitting in it.

    On the two side frames of the chariot, there are three knives inserted in each side, a total of six handles, with different shapes.  It looks extremely simple, just like the decoration of the chariot itself, completely natural.

    But Lingfeng, as a swordsman, immediately felt the extraordinary qualities of these six swords. They were all divine weapons!

    Looking forward, there was an unsheathed sword stuck in the center of the chariot where the driver should have been.  Ahead were two black horses, tied by reins, their heads lowered quietly.

    "Seven-handled swords, each one is a magic weapon!"

    Ling Feng was shocked by his discovery. He felt a glimmer of hope and quickly said: "Senior is a Kunlun warrior. Junior Ling Feng is being chased by a member of the Demon Realm's royal family. Please help me, senior."

    Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!

    The sound of the wind chimes became louder, and Ling Feng realized that the sound of the wind chimes was clearly the sound of the seven-handled magic weapon trembling with swords.

    "Can a person who can't even protect himself save you?"

    The vampire man who was chasing after him said sarcastically with a hint of arrogance and disdain in his eyes.  In the Kunlun world, he saw many people who pretended to be gods and ghosts, and he killed countless people of this type.

    "Don't believe it? Then I will kill this pretender first, and then I will come to get your Jianming!"

    The vampire man jumped into the air, flew with his sword, and prepared to slash at the black chariot.

    The moment he stood up, the beautiful and melodious sound of wind chimes stopped abruptly.  The knife inserted at the front of the chariot bounced out with a loud buzz.

    Seeing a touch of knife light, the blood clouds of millions of miles in the sky were cut in half, and the dazzling knife light illuminated this dim space.

    In shock, blood crows all over the ground screamed and fluttered, and all the crows spread their wings and took off.

    When the light of the sword disappeared, Ling Feng opened his mouth wide and found in disbelief that the head of the vampire man had been chopped off directly.

    The knife flew out with a scraping sound and was re-inserted on the chariot. With a bang, the vampire man's body also exploded in an instant.

    The sword was so fast that before the vampire man's body had time to fall to the ground, it was exploded into a bloody mist by the sword energy entering his body.

    Ling Feng was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. When he looked back, the knife was not stained with a trace of blood.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way, and the long sword trembled, and the clear and cold sound of the wind chimes sounded again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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