klisemfg Chapter 3870 Decapitation!
Chapter 3870 Decapitation!
Boom!
Ye Junlin had just lifted his foot and hadn't even stepped outside when a terrifying wave swept over him.
Whoosh whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, figures rushed in and entered the castle.
The leader was an elderly man with a mustache.
He hovered in mid-air, his eyes half-closed, a chilling light flashing within them, and a forced, insincere smile on his face.
"Great Desert Mad Sect, I've heard you possess a 50,000-year-old Blood-He Shou Wu. If you know what's good for you, hand it over to me right now, or I'll stain this place with my blood!"
The old man with the mustache spoke, his voice booming and full of energy, like rolling thunder.
"Sorry, I can't give it to you."
The sect leader of the Desert Mad Sect looked up at the old man, shook his head, and said in a low voice.
"Looks like you're not going to give me any face!"
A cold glint suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes.
A terrifying aura emanated from his body.
Holy Eighth Rank!
Such a level of skill is enough to sweep away the entire Desert Mad Sect.
“In the past, I would have given you face, but I never expected that the famous Blood Blade Elder would come to my Great Desert Mad Sect in person.”
The sect leader of the Desert Mad Sect sighed softly: "But now, I cannot give it to you. My Blood He Shou Wu already belongs to this lord."
As he spoke, the sect leader pointed at Ye Junlin.
"Um?!"
Upon hearing this, the old man with the mustache known as the Blood Blade Elder suddenly stared at Ye Junlin, his eyes flashing with cold light.
He didn't sense the slightest fluctuation of aura from Ye Junlin.
But it's clear that Ye Junlin is extremely young.
What could a young man possibly be afraid of?
At that moment, the old man with the blood-blade sneered: "Boy, the Blood-He Shou Wu, you're all here?"
"It hasn't been given to me yet."
Ye Junlin smiled and said calmly, "But he has already promised to give it to me, so I'm sure you wouldn't want to take what belongs to someone else."
He remained polite and courteous.
"You're wrong. Today, I'm going to take what others cherish!"
The old man with the blood-bladed knife sneered, "If you don't want to die, get out of here now before you get the Blood He Shou Wu. If you're too late, watch out for your body being torn apart!"
"Dismemberment of the body?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow. He had been polite to this person, but this person was not polite to him at all.
"Indeed, my Blood Blade has killed countless people. The number of demons, monsters, and humans who have died by my hand is countless. I don't mind adding you to the list!"
The old man with the blood-stained knife revealed a cruel expression. He grabbed at the air with his hand, and a knife immediately appeared in his palm.
The knife was entirely blood-red and emitted a strange, bloody smell.
It is clearly made by irrigating and refining with qi and blood.
No wonder this guy wanted to steal the blood-shouwu.
Although the Blood Blade Elder also practiced demonic arts, his blade was his natal weapon, nourished by his blood and qi.
If he could obtain a 50,000-year-old Blood He Shou Wu, he could even leap into the ninth level of the Divine Realm by relying on the feedback from his natal weapon. That would make him the undisputed number one powerhouse in the Tianyang Desert!
"Looks like you're determined to take it from me."
Ye Junlin sighed.
"Hmph, do you even have the right to compete with me for it?"
The old man with the blood-red blade sneered, "I'll only count to three. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
hum!
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with the blood-blade flicked his wrist, and the blood-blade in his hand immediately emitted a buzzing sound.
A bloody light emanated from it.
"Ha ha……"
Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin smiled and said, "Let's not count anymore. I won't leave, but I can give you a chance. If you leave after three counts, this matter will be over. Otherwise, I will definitely make you be torn apart from your body."
"one……"
As he spoke, Ye Junlin actually stretched out his fingers and began to count.
The old man with the blood-stained blade had become completely somber, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He roamed the Tianyang Desert for countless years. While not invincible, there were only a handful of people who could rival him.
I was humiliated by a junior today!
Unbearable!
"Boy, stop counting. Whether you leave or not, I've already decided to kill you!"
The old man with the blood-stained blade spoke in a chilling voice, his entire body radiating killing intent.
"Oh, really?"
Ye Junlin stopped counting, looked at the Blood Blade Elder, a faint smile on his lips, and casually raised his hand to grab.
hum!
The blood-stained blade that the old man with the blood-stained blade was holding immediately began to tremble and vibrate uncontrollably.
Then, it suddenly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and flew towards Ye Junlin.
Ye Junlin raised his hand and grabbed it in his palm.
"what?!"
This scene immediately shocked the old man with the blood-blade, his face showing disbelief.
This blood-stained blade was his signature weapon.
It was taken away in an instant!
This kid's level of skill is probably above mine!
"Is this the reason you stole the Blood Polygonum multiflorum?"
Ye Junlin took the blood-stained knife in his hand, gently shook it, and then suddenly jerked his arm.
Without him using any aura, his pure physical strength was suddenly transferred to the Blood Blade.
Whoosh!
That natal weapon instantly shattered, turning into fragments that scattered in all directions.
Some thorns stuck to the ground, and some fell to the ground.
"puff!"
With his natal weapon shattered, the old man with the blood-blade turned pale and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He swayed in mid-air, lost his balance, his breathing became disordered, and he plummeted straight down.
Boom!
The old man with the blood-bladed knife slammed heavily to the ground, then quickly rolled over and ended up kneeling.
He braced himself on the ground with both hands, barely managing to lift his head, staring at Ye Junlin in disbelief and incredulity.
"you you……"
You talked for a long time, but didn't dare to say a single word.
The person before me is at an incredibly high level!
He has definitely entered the realm of Venerable Saint!
With just a casual flick of his wrist, he shattered his own natal weapon; such terrifying skill...
This is unique in the entire Tianyang Desert!
Horrified, terrified, and desperate!
In an instant, a multitude of emotions surged into my heart.
The group of people brought by the Blood Blade Elder trembled upon seeing this scene and dared not stay in the void any longer.
They all quickly landed and knelt on the ground in unison, filled with fear and trepidation.
"I was wrong, please spare my life, sir!"
"Please, sir, spare my life!"
Within the Tianyang Desert, some people do not want to be controlled by external forces, while others have fled here and retreated to this no-man's-land.
They are essentially afraid of dying!
Faced with a powerful figure like Ye Junlin, these people were instantly panicked and terrified.
The old man with the blood-stained knife hurriedly said in a trembling voice, "I... I know I was wrong. I don't want the blood-scented he wu anymore. Please spare my life."
"I gave you a chance before."
Ye Junlin's eyes remained calm as he looked indifferently at the Blood Blade Elder: "Unfortunately, you didn't cherish it and even thought of killing me and separating my body from my corpse."
"So I've decided to let you..."
"The body was dismembered."