Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack - Chapter 744 Blood God Power

After careful consideration, Wuqing Zangyue chose to return to normal.

At least that's the case when the road is level.

When he learned that Southern Wulin was facing an invasion from the demon world, Miaojiang was about to fall into civil war, and that Wang Jinyan was approaching Canglang with bad intentions, he realized that now was not a good time to show his cards.

In fact, what Wuqing Zangyue wanted to do was very simple, just two things:Find Langhantian, also known as Wangjinyan, and kill him;

This so-called evidence of guilt was actually a handwritten letter from Yue Wanqiu, the sword master of the Sword Sect. The letter stated the cause and effect of what happened that year, and this letter had been hidden in the Blood-stained.

In other words, the letter has always been in Wuqing Zangyue's hands.

Therefore, as long as Wuqing Zangyue wanted, he could return to the Dao Realm at any time to clarify the truth.

The reason why he stayed in Southern Martial Arts for so many years was not only because he was really crazy in the first few years, but also because he wanted to find Lang Hantian in the following days. He pretended to be crazy and stupid in order to lure the snake out of its hole.

However, he was alone after all, and was powerless.

On the other hand, Wang Jinyan has nurtured countless killers as his minions over the past decade, and he himself is also very powerful. It is not an easy task for him to take revenge.

At least we need some helpers.

For Wuqing Zangyue, the best helper is of course his good brother Feng Xiaoyao.

It's just that Feng Xiaoyao is too busy dealing with the civil unrest in Miaojiang to get away for the time being, and even if Feng Xiaoyao joins in, there are only two of them.

Two people……

It might be enough to deal with Wang Jinyan alone, but it would be very difficult to deal with the group of killers under him who are proficient in the four martial arts and restraint methods.

So he could only endure it.

Wuqing Zangyue thought about it and felt that with Lu Ping's help, it would be much easier for him to defeat Wang Jinyan. Maybe he wouldn't even need Feng Xiaoyao as a helper, so he agreed very readily.

In the next few days, Wuqing Zangyue returned home first to report his safety to his guardian Aunt Jiao.

Lu Ping kept his weapon, which was not stained with blood, and studied it carefully.

Blood is not stained, an experimental work of "Mo Kuang".

Lu Ping had never seen this kind of thing before and was very interested in it.

Holding the Blood-Blind Sword, Lu Ping practiced the Aoxie Sword Technique left by Wuqing Zangyue several times. Soon, he felt a strong consciousness coming from the sword, rushing straight into his mind.

"Is this... the power of the Blood God?"

“It is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.”

The true identity of the Blood God is the obsession that remains on the sword after Yu Ji sacrificed herself to realize her ambition of unifying the world at the end of the Shi Dynasty a thousand years ago.

Anyone who holds the Bloodless Sword and uses the Seven Styles of the Blood God can gain powerful strength, but in the end, this person will also be possessed by the Blood God.

After the Blood God possesses the swordsman, he will kill people wantonly, continuing his "endless blood-stained" journey from his previous life.

On the whole, it is similar to the King of Hell's Feather in the Death Department.

"Come on, show me what you can do!"

After practicing the Aoxie Sword Technique several times, Lu Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, sinking his consciousness deep into his mind, allowing the power of the Blood God to erode him.

Soon, the power of the Blood God that invaded the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness gathered into a figure wearing dark red armor.

Although she was wearing armor, she was beautiful, gentle and elegant, with a slender figure, and it was obvious that she was a woman.

While he was thinking, Yu Ji's shadow suddenly dispersed and turned into a raging sea of ​​blood, reaching the sky and the underworld, sweeping in all directions at an extremely fast speed, swallowing up the heaven and earth in the blink of an eye, trying to occupy the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Judging from the current situation, as long as the swordsman's sea of ​​consciousness is dyed red, his consciousness will be completely occupied by the Blood God.

Unfortunately, Lu Ping’s sea of ​​consciousness is vast and boundless.

The invasion of the power of the Blood God is like a river pouring into the vast ocean. When the river water gathers in one place, it is still quite interesting, but once it disperses, it is nothing.

Feeling the pressure from the outside world, Xuehe actually began to fight back.

The blood river first began to boil, and then it kept hitting the inward-retracting space barrier, but it was bounced back again and again;

Then it condensed into endless flying arrows, which madly shot at the barrier, but it was also to no avail.

Not long after, the power of the Blood God, which had been flowing like a river of blood, finally lost its strength to resist, and Lu Ping was compressed into a dark red, thick blood ball that was surrounded by one person and quietly suspended in the air.

This upper limit depends on the strength of Yu Ji's obsession of "conquering the world for the Overlord", the power of the curse, and the material of the Blood-Brainless Stone itself.

Even if the three combined at this time to increase the power of the Blood God to the maximum, facing Lu Ping's incomparably powerful mental power, it was still like an ant trying to shake a tree, and they were helpless.

In the training room, Lu Ping opened his eyes again.

At this moment, his whole body was emitting red blood energy, and it was obvious that the power of the Blood God had been stimulated to its peak state, but his eyes were still clear.

Lu Ping clenched his fist with one hand, and under the guidance of his breath, the Blood-Boundless Sword flew out of the scabbard with a "swoosh" and fell into his hand obediently.

"Bloodstained and dusty, all sharp!!"

The sword was swung, and blood suddenly appeared.

Then, a red sword energy three feet thick and seven feet long shot out from Xuebushen.

(End of this chapter)