saint of humanity

"To answer my ancestors' questions, after the city was breached, I was hunted by the enemy Xue Ren and hid here. Fortunately, I managed to escape. Suddenly one day, a Hedao city passed by nearby and a sword energy attacked from the side. The Hedao city was cut in half and all the cultivators in it were killed instantly. Only the city lord managed to survive. Unfortunately, he didn't escape far before another sword energy attacked and took his life." Xue Ling responded honestly.

"In your opinion, what level is that city?" Xuejiu asked.

"Wild level!" Xue Ling answered with certainty.

Xue Jiu touched his chin and nodded slightly: "A sword energy of the Desolate Breaking Level, it must be a treasure without a doubt, very interesting."

The Blood Spirit said, "Ancestor, the owner of that treasure seems to have some mental problems. I once saw him from afar. He seemed to have been enslaved by the treasure and had lost his mind."

"He wants to refine the treasure without enough strength. He deserves it. He has become a sword slave." Xue Ju raised his eyebrows. He had heard about this information before, otherwise he would not have planned this. "It's very strange. Logically speaking, if one's strength is really insufficient, he will definitely die if he forcibly refines the treasure. What did this guy do to be enslaved by the treasure and become a sword slave?"

Although the sword slave was miserable, being enslaved by the treasure and losing his own mind, the treasure was not something that everyone could appreciate. The sword slave must have done something in his life to become like this.

Xue Ling had no way of answering. She had only seen the sword slave from a distance. How could she know what he had done before?
Xue Jiu pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out anything, so he was too lazy to delve into it. After all, the plan had already been made, and there was no point in thinking too much.

"There's nothing for you to do here, go ahead." Xuejiu waved his hand.

Xue Ling suddenly looked up, as if he had heard something incredible, and looked at Xue Ju with horror.

Xue Ju said nothing, just stared at her coldly.

The blood spirit's body trembled slightly, not daring to look him in the eye, but finally lowered his head: "Yes!"

He slowly stood up, stood still, and then mobilized his own strength. In an instant, all his strength burst out. Even a layer of blood mist exploded around his body, and he turned into a beam of blood light and fled into the distance.

But almost at the same time when she rushed out of the coverage of the concealing formation, a wisp of sword energy suddenly appeared. The sword energy was like a strand of hair, lightly cutting through the body of the blood spirit.

The blood light suddenly disappeared, revealing the trace of the blood spirit.

This Hedaoist had frozen in place at this moment, his face filled with bitterness, and then his whole body split into two, with blood and internal organs spilling out.

Inside the formation, Xue Jiu's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, he has a strong murderous nature!"

Blood Spirit and Blood Ren had reported this information to him before, so Blood Spirit was so frightened when he asked him to leave just now.

She had witnessed with her own eyes several Hedao cities passing by nearby and being destroyed by the sword slave. She naturally knew what tragic end would happen to her if her whereabouts were exposed.

But she couldn't resist Xue Ju's order at all. She could only take the risk and hope for a lucky break, but she still met with the murderer's hand.

Xue Ju knew very well what the fate of his descendant would be, but there were some things he had to witness with his own eyes.

Now that he has obtained the result he wanted, he is not very happy. As for the death of a descendant of Hedao, compared with what he was planning this time, what does it matter?
Anyway, he has many descendants, so it doesn't matter if a few of them die.

"I don't know if I can avoid it..." Xue Jiu looked very interested, and while he was speaking, the aura on his body changed again. Originally, Xue Ren's strength was not too strong, but no one knew what secret method Xue Jiu used at this moment. All the potential in Xue Ren's body was forced out, and his aura continued to rise.

The arrangement of this concealing formation was crude, as it was done hastily by Xue Ling and his men, and it could not withstand much of a shock.

Therefore, as the aura of Xue Ju rose, the formation also showed signs of collapse.

After a moment, the aura on Xue Ju's body reached its peak. At this moment, the concealing formation could no longer hold on.

At the same time, a ball of blood mist exploded from Xuejiu's body surface, and he had already started the blood escape technique.

A ray of sword light arrived as expected!

As blood flew everywhere, Xueji had already swept across thousands of miles. However, the body he descended into was no longer intact. Both of his calves had disappeared from the ankles, and the cuts were neat.

He used a secret technique to unleash all the potential of this body in a short period of time. Although he could only exert one tenth of his own strength, he was not someone who could be bullied by just anyone.

The sword slave didn't even show his face, but he actually injured him with just a sword energy from a distance.

Xue Ju was not surprised but delighted: "There's hope!"

He had originally been worried that this sword slave was not strong enough, but now it seemed that he could meet his requirements, so most of the plan had been accomplished.

As soon as his mind turned, he suddenly realized that a huge crisis was approaching rapidly. He turned around hastily to avoid the incoming sword energy, but the murderous intent of the sword energy still pierced his skin and caused pain.

Looking back again, he saw a figure following behind him. It should be a human. He was wearing a tattered black robe, as if he had experienced countless battles. Through the tattered robe, one could see the scars all over his body. He held a sheathless sword in his right hand. The sword looked ordinary and not powerful, but Xuejiu still felt a huge threat from it.

He could tell at a glance that this was indeed a treasure, and one that had never appeared in the inner world.

What concerned him even more was that the hilt of the sword had blood-red lines like blood vessels that firmly connected the right hand holding the sword to the hilt. At first glance, it seemed as if the sword had grown out of that person's hand.

"What a pity!" He shook his head slowly.

If it were in the past, he would definitely not miss this opportunity. After all, treasures are rare. Although he has two in his hands, who would complain about having too many treasures? As long as he is given enough time, with his means, he may be able to refine this treasure.

But there is no such opportunity right now.

The sword slave had died long ago, and what controlled his body at this moment was only the will of the treasure.

Another sword energy attacked from behind. Xuejiu dodged in a hurry, but still failed to avoid it completely. The blood light paused slightly and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood immediately turned into blood mist and wrapped around him, making him a little faster.

And looking at the direction he fled, it was the direction of the battlefield where the war was breaking out at that moment. He was obviously leading the sword slave over there, but no one knew what his intention was.

In the chaotic battlefield, four figures from Yuan Xicheng walked together and made many gains.

The clone was like a fish in water.

Thanks to the Blood Clan's secret technique of the sea of ​​blood, the movements of the clone were concealed. Otherwise, he would have been targeted long ago with his crazy killing spree. (End of this chapter)