The blood blade accompanied Yu Mo and rushed to the blood ancestor with him.

Before the person arrives, the blood blade arrives first.

call!

With the sound of a gust of wind, the blood blade came to the blood ancestor.

During the fierce battle between Xue Zu and Fenghuang, he noticed that Ling Yao was rescued, but he didn't see the specific details. Xue Zu was puzzled and couldn't figure out how Yu Mo saved people.

When the blood ancestor saw the blood blade, his pupils shrank and he understood everything.

"It turns out that it was the blood blade that you made trouble with." Blood Ancestor said viciously.

The blood blade turned a deaf ear and flew straight to the Xue Zu neck.

Blood Ancestor snorted coldly and shouted, "You want to hurt me too?"

As soon as the voice fell, the blood ancestor suddenly stretched out a pair of big hands, and even firmly grasped the blood blade.

hum!

The blood blade trembled violently, trying to break free from the big hand of the blood ancestor.

Blood Ancestor's eyes were solemn, and he said, "It's weird, it's weird, you still have the magic weapon of the previous life, and I have nothing."

Blood Ancestor was unwilling. If he possessed the magic weapon of his previous life, how could he have fought against the Phoenix for so long, he would have already defeated the Phoenix.

When Yu Mo saw Xueren trapped, his face sank and he shouted, "Xueren, change!"

Swish!

The blood blade made a great effort, and a dense blood light rose. In the blood light, the blood blade suddenly became larger, turned into a long sword, and flew out of the blood ancestor's hand.

Xue Zu was caught off guard, and could only watch the blood blade escape from his hands.

He was unwilling and roared angrily: "Xueren, you actually escaped from me."

Zheng!

The blood blade flew back to Yu Mo's hand, ten fingers clasped the hilt of the sword, and a feeling of man and sword united spontaneously emerged.

Yu Mo sighed, his fingers gently stroked the blood blade, looked up, and looked at the blood ancestor.

Blood Ancestor's eyes were not good, he glared at Yu Mo fiercely, and asked, "How did you find the blood blade?"

Obviously, the blood ancestor was very worried about Yu Mo's possession of the magic weapon in his previous life.

Yu Mo pretended to smile mysteriously and said, "Of course I have a solution for my things."

"It's nonsense." Blood Ancestor didn't believe it at all, he snorted, pointed his toes, flew towards Yu Mo, and said, "I'm worried now that I don't have any magic weapon, other magic weapons are not compatible with my practice, and your blood The blade just makes up for that."

After all, the blood ancestor laughed proudly, his eyes fell on the blood blade, full of greed.

How could Yu Mo not see the sinister intentions of Blood Ancestor, he actually thought of the blood blade and wanted to take it for himself.

"Dream!" Yu Mo blurted out, sarcastically.

Blood Ancestor didn't care, he had already attacked in front of Yu Mo, and Yu Mo attacked with his sword.

Blood Ancestor's arm was full of blue veins, and blood vessels emerged from under the skin, like pythons, wrapped around his arm, with bursts of blood.

clang!

The arm blocked the blood blade and made a crisp sound.

Huh?

Yu Mo's eyes widened in surprise. Blood Ancestor's arm was so strong that he couldn't penetrate it, and even the blood blade couldn't help it.

Blood Ancestor grinned and said jokingly: "Just a blood blade, want to hurt me too, wishful thinking!"

He grabbed backhand, trying to grab the blood blade in his hand.

Yu Mo had a warning sign in his heart, and had an ominous premonition—the blood blade must never fall into the hands of the blood ancestor, otherwise, the blood blade may not be guaranteed.

His intuition is very sensitive.

Previously, Xuezu was negligent and let Xueren let go. If he grabbed Xueren again, then Xueren would never be able to escape his Wuzhishan.

"The beacon fire ignites the prairie!"

Phoenix suddenly shouted, his palms turned red, and the heat surged like waves.

A flame spewed out from her palm, turning into a flame that filled the sky, showing a prairie prairie, blocking between the blood ancestor and the blood blade.

The blood ancestor's eyes were full of flames, and he had to step back, pulling the distance from the blood blade.

Yu Mo took the opportunity to step back, firmly holding the blood blade in the palm of his hand, and stood side by side with Phoenix.

Phoenix glanced at the blood blade.

Although she also thought that the blood blade was an evil soldier, she did not take it too seriously. Now, she realized that this was a wrong idea.

The power of the blood blade is closely related to its master, and it is precisely because it is an evil soldier that it must cooperate with the corresponding people and the corresponding exercises in order to exert its great power.

Although Yu Mo had some memories of his previous life, he only practiced the art of fruit-blood refining, which was just the details.

Blood Ancestor is different. His evil power is unparalleled in the world. If the blood blade falls into his hands, it will truly exert the power of an evil soldier.

As soon as the blood blade came out, the blood swept the scull, thousands of miles of corpses, thousands of miles of bones.

Yu Mo also thought of this, and after a while of fear, he subconsciously held the blood blade firmly in the palm of his hand.

The blood ancestor fell short, and was furious. He stared at the phoenix through the flame, and said, "Stinky woman, you dare to harm my good deeds, and it is not a pity to die."

boom!

Blood Ancestor shot out with a palm, and a blood mist flew out from the palm, covering the flames, crackling, and after a burst of explosions, the flames and blood mist disappeared.

The blood ancestor was aggressive, determined to win the blood blade, and even his eyes burst into fierce light, saying: "If you dare to oppose my blood ancestor, you will all die!"

Yu Mo countered: "You talk too much, be careful to flash your tongue."

Out of the corner of his eye, he touched the Phoenix, and his heart was like a consonance, and they were at the same time, one left and one right, in a pinch attack, preemptively attacking the blood ancestors.

Blood Ancestor sneered: "My good disciple, you are too different from your previous life. Apart from this blood blade, you don't even know any blood sect exercises, haha, what a waste of time."

He grabbed his body to meet Yu Mo, and the target was still the blood blade. As for Phoenix, he ignored it for the time being.

The blood ancestor's resurrection time is still short, and the skill is not as good as it was in the past, otherwise, where would Phoenix be his opponent.

Yu Mo did not step back, staring at the blood ancestor, his eyes flashed, and sword flowers were already flying on his chest. This was an instinctive counterattack.

This is Yu Mo's usual routine, which has been tried and tested.

However, the blood blade was shot in the air, the blood ancestor was strange, and the blood blade didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

The blood ancestor laughed wildly: "My good disciple, you have stepped back too much, you have the blood blade, but you have forgotten the swordsmanship of Wanxue Guizong, how can this stimulate the power of the blood blade? Look at what you are What kind of swordsmanship? Beggars are better than you at playing sticks."

Blood Ancestor sneered mercilessly, Yu Mo listened with red face, and firmly remembered the words Wanxue Guizong Sword Art.

"Toolling, do you know the swordsmanship of Wanxue Guizong?" Yu Mo hurriedly asked Xueren's toolling.

"I know." Qi Ling replied.

Yu Mo rolled his eyes and urged, "Then why don't you teach me quickly."

There is no doubt that this set of swordsmanship is very powerful, after all, even the blood ancestors are so respected.

"I won't." Qi Ling replied.

puff!

Yu Mo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Master, I'm just a sword, that's the former master's swordsmanship, I just know it, but I don't know it." Qi Ling explained.

Yu Mo rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.