Chapter 675: Removing the Firewood From Under the Cauldron Is Worth Discussing

The Red Blood Sword is broken?

Absolutely impossible!

This is the instinctive thought of many strong men. You have to know how tough a top-level magic weapon like the Red Blood Sword is. It is truly forged and nurtured through thousands of hammers. Even top-level magic weapons of the same level cannot be easily destroyed.

If Pei Xuanjing can only destroy the Red Blood Sword with his incarnation, it is absolutely impossible. If so, there is no need to compare anything.

"That is not the original body of the Red Blood Sword, but a replica that contains the power of the Red Blood Sword." said the Xuantian Sect Master.

The real Red Blood Sword will never be easily damaged, but the one just displayed in the hands of the Red Blood Ancestor is just a replica. The real Red Blood Sword is still in the Red Blood Sect.

The Xuantian Sect Master is very clear about the power of the magic sword. If it really appears here, Pei Xuanjing will definitely not be able to easily resist it with his flesh, let alone destroy it.

"Do you want to continue?"

Pei Xuanjing stood in the void with his hands behind his back, his robes rustling, and looked at the Red Blood Ancestor in the distance with a calm look and asked.

"This round, the ancestor lost." The Red Blood Ancestor looked at the broken blade of the Red Blood Sword in his hand with some regret, shook his head and said.

He had already lost the previous round. Although he still had the strength to fight again, there was no point in continuing.

Although this Red Blood Sword was only a replica, the sword intent contained in it was not false, and it could really exert an attack that was not inferior to the original Red Blood Sword.

But even so, not only did he fail to defeat Pei Xuanjing, but he was also cut off by Pei Xuanjing, which meant that he was at a disadvantage in this fight.

The two were just competing and discussing the Dao, not fighting to the death. At this point, there was no need to continue fighting, and it was meaningless.

"In this case, I will give in." Pei Xuanjing said lightly.

Above the vast sky, the words of the two were clearly transmitted to Shenxiao Mountain through the Tianji Mirror and heard by every cultivator present.

Silence, the entire Shenxiao Mountain was silent, and there was no sound in an instant.

Lost!

In the same incarnation, the Red Blood Ancestor was defeated by the National Master Pei Xuanjing.

Moreover, the Red Blood Ancestor had already used a replica of the Red Blood Knife. The National Master Pei Xuanjing only demonstrated his talisman and power. He had not used the sword and thunder methods he was good at, as well as the power of the god position, which was enough to show how terrifying he was.

Although many people knew that the Red Blood Ancestor probably did not use his full strength and had some spare strength, and both sides had not gone all out, but just this alone was very shocking.

"This old devil is so shameless and so despicable." A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the Xuantian Sect Master, and he said angrily in his heart.

With his eyes, how could he not find that the Red Blood Ancestor did not use his full strength, and even deliberately held back, just to let this game go and sell a favor to Pei Xuanjing.

The current situation is actually very clear. With Pei Xuanjing holding two winning games, he and his three people are thicker. In fact, as long as he wins one game, he will win and win the final victory of this fight.

In this situation, the chances of winning for the Tianhuang Realm are slim. After all, with Pei Xuanjing's strength, unless all three of them fight to the death and are willing to destroy their incarnations, it is difficult to win three consecutive victories with the strength Pei Xuanjing has shown.

So, in this situation, instead of fighting bravely for a slim chance, it is better to give up on your own initiative. Showing goodwill to Pei Xuanjing can also win a favor. This is the decision made by the Red Blood Ancestor after weighing the pros and cons.

Otherwise, with the strength of the Red Blood Ancestor, even if he wants to lose, it is not so easy.

"This old thing is so good and earns a favor, but what should our sect do." Xuantian Sect Master was angry.

The Red Blood Ancestor was the first to make a move, and the other party decisively made a move to admit defeat. Now the final victory of the two sides has been determined. Even if he wins against the Sword Sect next, it will not have any impact on the final outcome.

On the contrary, whether to fight with Pei Xuanjing with all his strength next is a question worth discussing.

After all, the outcome is now a foregone conclusion. If they continue to compete with Pei Xuanjing, what will happen even if they win with all their strength?

However, because of the Red Blood Ancestor's cutting off the firewood, they are put in a dilemma, making them awkward no matter what they do next.

"So, which Taoist will take action next?" Pei Xuanjing's voice fell from the sky and was clearly transmitted to Shenxiao Mountain.

Hearing Pei Xuanjing's words, the Xuantian Sect Master also understood that this battle was inevitable. He and the Sword Sect's strongest man looked at each other: "Brother Jiuren, please!"

Brother Jiuren is the Sword Sect's strongest man, Jiuren Sword Master.

Jiuren Sword Master Xuantian Sect Master spoke and nodded slightly: "In this case, let me learn the magical powers of the National Master."

After the voice fell, the Jiuren Sword Master turned around, and the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed straight into the sky, heading towards Pei Xuanjing.

The sword is the only way. For these Sword Sect masters, since they saw Pei Xuanjing take action that day, they have been looking forward to fighting with Pei Xuanjing in the sword.

It was only because of the inconvenient situation that these Sword Sect masters held back. Now there is a chance to test the sword with Pei Xuanjing, how could this Nine-Ren Sword Master miss it.

Even if it weren't for the strong request of the Red Blood Ancestor, he would not be willing to give the other party the opportunity to attack first.

Swish!

The sword flashed, and the figure of Jiuren Sword Master appeared not far in front of Pei Xuanjing.

Jiuren Sword Master looked happy, and said with a little excitement: "Since I saw the sword of the national master with my own eyes that day, I have been looking forward to discussing swords with the national master."

Pei Xuanjing looked calm, stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "I have been practicing swords for many years, but I have always been working behind closed doors and trapped for a long time. Today, I meet the sword master, and I should show my edge."

As he spoke, Pei Xuanjing dispersed the thunder around him, put one hand behind his back, and slowly lowered the other hand. Endless vitality instantly flowed in his white palm, and instantly turned into a six-color magic sword. The divine vitality flowed unsteadily, and the blue, red, yellow, white, black and purple lights surrounded it, each showing its own independence, but also reflecting each other.

His magic sword was baptized by the chaotic energy and the power of creation when he opened up the world of immortality. It was many times more powerful than the power condensed by his Taoism at the beginning. Now, after continuous tempering in the world of immortality, the power of this six-colored magic sword is not inferior to many top-grade magic weapons. Moreover, it is the projection and condensation of Pei Xuanjing's Taoist foundation. It is the power exerted in Pei Xuanjing's hands, which is more powerful than many top-grade magic weapons that are not compatible.