"Famous Dao. Blood dance. Eight thousand flow!"


    Almost at that moment, ye xingtaro, the 39 generation Prime Minister of Junshan prison, who had already been dead, showed his eyes and roared out of control.


    "No way! Blood dance eight thousand flow can''t be in his hands! He can''t escape. He can''t escape! "


    While the 39th generation of eyes in Junshan prison roared.


    The corner of Shen Qiang''s mouth showed a sneer like a move.


    At this point.


    Shen Qiang''s famous knife, blood dance eight thousand simultaneous interpreting, like a rumor, there is a fierce roar, the killing heart is even more fierce, but unfortunately, Shen Qiang''s air sea and sea, belong to the dragon.


    Such a ferocious spirit may have some influence on ordinary practitioners, but for Shen Qiang, not only can he not control Shen Qiang at all, which greatly increases Shen Qiang''s killing heart, but on the contrary, the spirit of the fierce blade, in front of Shen Qiang, is as clever as a little rabbit eating grass, and cleverly moves with Shen Qiang''s mind.


    "Famous sword, fierce blade! Eight thousand blood dances


    At this time, in the Ninja National Forum, someone has recognized the knife through the red line.


    "One of the 36 famous swords in the world of tolerance! The soul of blood dance is fierce and cruel. The more people kill, the stronger the soul of sword. According to legend, the blood can give him unlimited power! "


    "The most terrible thing about this famous Dao is that it''s surly and overweight. Shen Qiang will become a murderer this time."


    "If you want to give full play to the strength of famous Dao, you can only be controlled by the soul of Dao!"


    In the studio where Zhenyuan was used to type fast, the screen burst in an instant. After all, they were all monks. The speed of their typing was almost the same as that of their thinking.


    But they think that since Shen Qiang has released the soul of the sword, Shen Qiang must have been controlled by the soul of the sword.


    But it''s a pity.


    At this time, Shen Qiang''s divine sense was looking at her in a funny way. She was already hiding in a corner in horror. She was looking at her own Dao Ling in shock and horror. Her image was a woman in red. She felt that she was not tall, about one meter and five years old. Her figure was very ordinary, and she could only get by.


    "I thought that the evil spirit should be a terrorist creature with thousands of ghosts. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a seemingly harmless woman. Go and prove your value with your ability, otherwise & amp;..."


    The corners of Shen Qiang''s mouth showed a mocking smile.


    "What do I want you for?"


    "Yes, my Lord!"


    Shen Qiang''s divinity was born with a single thought.


    Almost with the response of the woman in red, in a flash, all the blood beads in the whole area of the battlefield were flying. Not only in an instant, they turned into dozens of red lines, but also to Shen Qiang''s surprise, those blood beads seemed to provide powerful energy for the knife in his hand.


    "It''s very strange. It''s extracting the residual cell energy from the blood and transforming it into yuan. This ability is really terrible. If it''s in a large battlefield, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing, this knife can provide an endless stream of super energy and make the sword holder have super combat power and endurance. Such a knife is really a large one The artifact on the battlefield, ordinary immortal artifact, can''t be compared with it at all. "


    Shen Qiang thought.


    There was a sudden shock in my hand.


    In an instant, Shen Qiang clearly felt that dozens of red lines had not only stopped the escaped Junshan prison, but also turned into a strange blood net, dragging him back.


    "A very interesting knife."


    Shen Qiang appreciates it very much.


    Not only that, through the trembling of those red lines, Shen Qiang can clearly feel that one of the top ten fighting forces of Junshan prison who is trying to escape is struggling.


    "It seems that it''s not so easy. After all, the opponent is a guy who is above the Dao Guo period."


    Shen Qiang thought and observed patiently.


    But at this time, the presence of many monks and observers, has been blown up.


    "My God! What the hell is this? It''s a weapon made of blood. It''s terrible


    "It''s terrible. I never thought that there should be such a powerful and terrible weapon in this world!"


    "I can feel that the blood is providing energy for the sword in Shen Qiang''s hand. It''s so terrible. Isn''t it that you can fight bravely with this sword?"


    At the same time, many monks were shocked.


    The young Protoss, looking at it, obviously went back to bring people many red lines, his eyes were extremely shocked.


    "If such a knife is in the hands of ordinary monks, it will be a terrible existence. If it is in the hands of Shen Qiang, a powerful Protoss, and on a large battlefield, it is an immortal war legend!"


    The old man of the protoss is also frowning.


    "The blood dances eight thousand streams, and this sword is actually in Shen Qiang''s hands. Fortunately, Shen Qiang doesn''t know the real usage of this sword. Otherwise, Shen Qiang with this sword will be able to easily kill Junshan prison."Almost at the same time that they were shocked.


    After waiting for a few seconds, he clearly realized that the blood on the scene and the blood in his hand were not enough to bring back Shen Qiang, who escaped from Junshan prison.


    "Blood doesn''t provide enough strength, so I''ll do it."


    Shen Qiang, who is not willing to waste his time watching them tug of war, suddenly swings his arm, and Zhenyuan bursts out in the sea of Qi.


    Boom!


    Countless red lines tensed in an instant. After encountering resistance and stopping for a while, they bounced back and their potential was as fast as lightning.


    "What a powerful Zhenyuan!"


    Almost just at the moment when Shen qiangzhenyuan broke out, many Ninja friars on the scene were shocked.


    "It''s a non-human truth!"


    "My God, when Shen Qiang was fighting against Takeshi, I thought that was Shen Qiang''s limit. I didn''t expect that when he really broke out, the real amount was huge. It was amazing!"


    "This is at least three times as much as that of a common Taoist monk in the fruit period!"


    Boom!


    Under the blessing of Shen Qiang''s huge amount of true yuan, the escaped monk of Junshan prison, like a shell out of the gun, suddenly ejected back.


    Poof!


    Shen Qiang swung his knife at random.


    With the blessing of precision and sabre power, the blood colored flowers bloom in the rainy night again.


    Poop!


    As the body fell to the ground.


    All the monks and observers who witnessed all this were already very nervous.


    especially when they see Shen Qiang, who looks around with a knife and seems to be looking for his opponent, and looks in their direction, they are too shocked to breathe.


    It''s a rainy night with a large number of monks. At this moment, it''s so quiet that you can only hear the sound of the rain.


    Besides, no one dares to speak out!


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