Ye Yang walked up to Zhan Hongyi, picked up his bloody knife and looked at it carefully.

The blade is as sharp as blood, as if it were a wound from heaven, with a faint glow of blood flowing in the colorful light.

Exuding a strange and powerful aura.

"This knife is the blood-retaining treasure of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce, the True Blood Knife."

Master Xuan He's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor, as if mentioning this magical weapon touched the fear and awe deep in his heart.

It seems that Zhan Hongyi has put a lot of pressure and shadow on him.

Ye Yang took the Blood Real Knife and gently stroked the blade, feeling the cold touch, as if countless vengeful spirits were crying inside the blade, trying to break free.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

"This knife is really weird."

Master Qingmu was the oldest and seemed to have heard of this sword. He walked up to the two of them, saw Ye Yang's hesitation, and said in a deep voice.

"I heard that this Blood True Sword seems to have a secret. It is not just a sword, but can also imprison the vengeful spirits of the people it killed, so it is so powerful."

now.

As night fell, a blood moon slowly rose. Under the blood moon, the blood-red sword faintly split into several pieces. The blade seemed like a natural wound and seemed to become even more powerful.

It gave him an indescribable feeling.

Ye Yang took a deep breath. This blood knife was indeed strange.

Even when he was holding the knife, an indescribable warmth spread throughout his body, making him feel his energy and blood becoming vigorous.

The fatigue and tiredness brought by the previous action were almost swept away.

This knife can also kill people, suck their blood, and then feed itself.

Ye Yang let out a long breath. After being nourished by the Blood True Sword, he now felt that his whole body was full of energy, and his blood was pulsating, which was extraordinary.

"what happened?"

The voices of two people nearby came with a bit of surprise and approval.

Ye Yang shook his head.

At this time, the White Horse Quick Sword seemed to have also felt the power of the Blood True Sword. It bounced up in the air, making a fierce sword sound, and moved to his side, trying to compete with the Blood True Sword.

Ye Yang subconsciously clenched the bloody knife in his hand.

He could feel the struggle between the two knives.

Although the White Horse Sharp Sword has spirituality, it is just a magic weapon and is now suppressed by the spirituality of the Blood True Sword.

A shadow of a majestic white horse with flying mane appeared on the blade, dancing around the blade as agile as a dragon.

"This Blood True Blade is made of extraordinary material, and it seems to be able to tear through space. If it can be combined with the White Horse Swift Blade, the power it can exert will surely be enormous."

Ye Yang groaned. His strength increased too quickly. The White Horse Blade was only a mid-grade magic weapon at present.

Although he had spirituality, it was no longer enough for his needs after he broke through to the realm of true person.

If he could combine the two, it would be a good thing for him.

Zhenren Qingmu and Zhenren Xuanhe on the side saw this scene and spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are good at swordsmanship. This Blood True Sword is the treasure of the Shanhai Merchant Guild. Why don't I give it to you?"

The blade of this Blood Real Sword seemed to be made of snow crystals from the sky, bright and crystal, extremely sharp, flashing with cold light. He nodded and spoke.

"Thank you both for your love. In this case, I will keep this Blood True Sword."

"You can take the rest."

The value of the meridian-suppressing treasure is extraordinary, far exceeding that of ordinary treasures. Most of the strong people in the realm of true person do not have a meridian-suppressing treasure to protect them.

After taking away the Blood True Sword, Ye Yang originally wanted to voluntarily give up the treasures in their storage bags.

But the remaining two refused to accept anything. After all, Ye Yang played a decisive role in killing Zhan Hongyi and the man in black this time.

The two men only took away General Julu's storage bag, and gave the storage bags of Zhan Hongyi and the man in black to Ye Yang.

After cleaning the battlefield.

Ye Yang saw the bodies of Zhan Hongyi and the man in black on the ground and felt sorry for them.

He sacrificed the Blood Soul Banner, which shook slightly, causing sand and rocks to fly, black winds to howl, countless resentful spirits to howl, and the gems on it to rustle.

After a while, the souls of the two True Person Realm masters turned into two phantoms and were absorbed by the Blood Soul Banner.

There were also two more gleaming beads on the Blood Soul Banner, located in the middle, arranged together with the beads formed by the soul of Master Huayang.

"This Blood Soul Banner is indeed extraordinary. It can condense the souls of powerful True Persons into beads for my use."

Ye Yang was secretly delighted, feeling that the power of Blood Soul had increased by more than one point.

I am very satisfied with this harvest.

The other two were slightly surprised to see that Ye Yang actually had a meridian-suppressing treasure in his hand.

The man's swordsmanship just now was enough to surprise people.

I didn't expect that Master Ye actually had another trick up his sleeve.

"The Feitian Clan is really wealthy. I have never seen this meridian-suppressing treasure before. It is somewhat similar to the Ghost Bone Banner, but it is completely different."

"Don't offend him no matter what, or you may end up as a ghost under his banner."

A strong person in the realm of true person has no idea how many miraculous pills he has taken in his life, and has gained insights into the world.

Physical strength is even more precious and is a great tonic.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting, after sucking away the souls of the two.

He summoned the Sun-Chasing Turtle, the Scaled Demon Elephant, and the Six-Winged Blood Centipede.

In a short while, the bodies of the two powerful real person realm masters were torn into pieces and devoured by them.

Even the bones were ground into bone powder by the six-winged blood centipede and swallowed.

After doing everything.

Ye Yang looked at Dao Xinghe on the side.

Dao Xinghe’s face turned pale.

Ye Yang spoke.

"Brother Dao, although you and I are friends, I have always had a principle."

"For those who want to kill me, I will never give them any chance or leave them alive."

After Dao Xinghe heard this, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He knew that it would be difficult for him to leave here alive today.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

"I don't blame you, go ahead."

"I've been trapped by brotherhood all my life."

Dao Xinghe's voice carried a hint of self-mockery and deep helplessness.

"I think I act in an upright manner, but I don't want to be stabbed in the back by the person I trust the most."

"Chen Hai, that's it. From now on, we are no longer friends."

Ye Yang frowned slightly as he listened to Dao Xinghe's words.

He is not a heartless person, but he also knows that the world is dangerous and if he leaves behind any trouble, there will be great trouble in the future.

"I'm sorry, Brother Dao. I hope that in the next life, you and I will not be enemies, but friends. Then we can drink and chat happily again."

The white horse sword in Ye Yang's hand trembled slightly. Dao Xinghe suddenly coughed a few times and looked at Ye Yang, trying to find the answer from his eyes. "Ye Yang, I want to thank you."

"Thank me?"

"In that great battle, although I was defeated by your sword, you withdrew in time and did not use the Thirteen Swords of Time to cut off more of my lifespan. I will always remember this kindness in my heart."

"I know that even then, you always had some energy left."

"The road to immortality is difficult, bumpy and rugged, muddy and full of thorns. You and I are both people of humble origins. I hope you can carry my dream, become an immortal, live as long as the heaven and earth, and see many landscapes that I have never seen."

"A person's life is just like a cicada's. It's short and not smooth."

Dao Xinghe spoke slowly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Ye Yang didn't expect that he would mention this matter at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion in his heart.

Ye Yang raised his eyes and looked at Dao Xinghe. Their eyes collided in the air, as if there was an electric current surging.

"excuse me!"

Ye Yang shouted softly, without any hesitation, he raised the White Horse Sharp Sword high up, the blade flashed, carrying a breath of determination.

The blood moon appears and the black wind is blowing.

As the knife was cut, blood spurted out.

Dao Xinghe's body fell to the ground, broken into two halves.

With a sharp knife, Ye Yang carved out a hole in the ground nearby and buried the body there. Finally, he gently covered the body with soil.

"Brother Xinghe, let's say goodbye now."

"As for the person who harmed you, if I have the chance, I will avenge you."

After doing all this.

Ye Yang called over the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, and the three of them perched on the flying turtle and flew away.

After running for several days, the three finally stopped at a place.

"Master Xuanhe? Is this the sacred place of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce?"

Ye Yang glanced ahead.

The scene before him was completely different from the bustling commercial city he had imagined. It was an endless mountain range with clouds and mist shrouding the peaks, like a fairyland.

"Yes, this is the sacred place of Haitian Chamber of Commerce." Master Xuanhe explained with a smile.

"Haitian Chamber of Commerce is not just an ordinary chamber of commerce, but a powerful force. However, both Master Huayang and Zhan Hongyi are dead now, so there is no need to worry."

Ye Yang nodded and had a deeper understanding of the Haitian Chamber of Commerce.

They passed through the clouds and saw a peak on the seaside cliff, piercing the sky. It was high and reached the sky, and it was extremely steep. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, as if isolated from the world.

There is also an ancient palace on the top of the peak.

The surrounding area is filled with various exotic flowers and plants, exuding a faint fragrance.

Ye Yang could feel the powerful spiritual energy emanating from the mountain. This was definitely a treasure land for cultivation.

Their arrival seemed to have been noticed, and soon, several figures flew out from the palace on the top of the mountain.

"Who are you?"

These monks all wore masks and rode on flying cranes. They looked solemn.

"The person who wants your life."

Zhenren Xuanhe was the most active and took out a jade flute to play a few tunes.

Those people had already fallen to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, deader than dead.

"Not good, quickly activate the Four Symbols Heavenly Star Formation."

Someone in the palace discovered something unusual, and a huge formation suddenly appeared, with the images of the four spirits: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

Ye Yang, Qingmu Zhenren and Xuanhe Zhenren were trapped inside.

This formation is complex and ancient, obviously having existed for many years and filled with powerful spiritual energy.

"Everyone, be careful."

Master Xuanhe frowned, he could feel the destructive power contained in the formation.

"It's okay. Although this formation is strong, there are ways to break it."

Master Qingmu said calmly. He closed his eyes and sensed the flow and rules of the formation. He stared around, looking for the weakness of this formation.

As a famous master of formations, he knew that he had to find a breakthrough as soon as possible.

At the same time, the monks in the palaces were not idle. They activated the formation, and the power of the formation became stronger and stronger.

A sky-blue dragon roared in the formation, the white tiger leaped with murderous aura, the red bird danced with great heat, while the black tortoise was steady, with four feet stepping on the sky, and black water appeared in the world.

The four forces intertwined together to form an almost impeccable formation network.

"My two Taoist friends, follow me!"

Under the guidance of Master Qingmu, Ye Yang and Master Xuanhe suddenly attacked at the same time, each attacking a key point of the formation.

Ye Yang's palm wind was like a knife, cutting straight into the head of the Azure Dragon.

However, Master Qingmu's spells were complicated, and he broke the White Tiger's heart with one finger.

The jade flute in the hand of Master Xuanhe shone brightly, directly hitting the wings of the Vermillion Bird and the feet of the Black Tortoise.

The huge impact force shook the entire formation.

The monks in the palace felt unprecedented pressure.

At this moment, they realized the extraordinaryness of Ye Yang and the other two.

Taking advantage of the moment when the formation vibrated, Ye Yang quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and jumped up. Sword energy seemed to condense in his hand, and the sword light was as fast as lightning. Every attack of Ye Yang was carried with the force of thunder.

It transformed into a long rainbow of lightning and pierced straight into the core of the formation.

Amid the loud noise, cracks began to appear in the seemingly indestructible formation.

Ye Yang's sword energy was like cutting into rotten leather, directly tearing apart the core of the formation.

The light of the formation began to dim gradually, and the images of the four spirits also began to slowly dissipate.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the masked monks immediately tried to repair the formation.

Ye Yang released the scaly demon elephant. The huge body of the demon elephant was like a moving hill, and every step it took carried a shocking power.

The six-winged blood centipede circled in the air, turning into six blood lines, looking for the best time to attack.

Master Qingmu and Master Xuanhe also each displayed their powerful strength and successively broke through the remaining formation nodes.

Zhenren Xuanhe moved his body and turned into several phantoms. The sword light emerging from the jade flute was like a waterfall, pouring towards the formation.

Master Qingmu controlled a golden lock, looking for weaknesses in the formation to help reduce its power.

The collision of spells and formations produced a deafening roar. The surrounding trees were uprooted and huge holes appeared on the ground one after another.

Ye Yang's heart moved, and he wanted to try the power of the Blood Real Sword he had just obtained. He held the Blood Real Sword in his hand.

Blood flowed on the blade, as if awakening a sleeping beast. The blade was as fast as lightning and the skills were sharp. Every swing of the blade brought with it the force of wind and thunder.

The attack on the formation caused a series of crisp collision sounds.

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