Seeing the Blood Evil Sword falling on Ye Xiu's hand, Yan Bingyun's eyes also became dull.

He fell to the ground in a daze.

His face was pale!

He still can't figure out that even the powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm dare not resist with his sword. However, he tried his best to slash Ye Xiu, how could he have nothing to do?

"Buzz,buzz..."

The blood sword is still shaking lightly.

It was like trembling and fear. The sword sounded and the sword intent was restrained by it. In addition to the sword body being a little red, the evil spirit no longer scattered, and it did not show its sharpness as before. Instead, it looked like a little pitiful.

Constantly begging Ye Xiu.

"Demon... the top spiritual weapon of the Sword Pavilion is like this?" Ye Xiu frowned and looked at the Blood Evil Sword in his hand, a little disappointed. With his strength, it is naturally not difficult to see that this thing has exuded nearly half of the essence and blood on Yan Bingyun's body, and the strength it burst out is only comparable to that of the warriors in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Accumulate energy for a long time...

Not worthy of a punch?

Ye Xiu was speechless. He thought it was so powerful, but he didn't expect it to be like a silver-like wax gun tip. If you look at it or not, you will only be scared by the name.

Boom!

When he heard his words "It's like this", the Blood Evil Sword stopped for a moment and began to struggle violently again, as if there was still a trace of consciousness desperately trying to convey it.

Very clear.

"Also... know to beg for mercy?" Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, looking at the Blood Evil Sword with a strange look on his face. He didn't expect that this thing seemed to be really spiritual.

The blood sword "buzz", "buzz" shook a few times.

Extremely docile.

It was almost flying, and he acted like a puppy and rubbed his face. When Yan Bingyun saw this scene, he was almost angry and vomited blood. His eyes were red and glaring at the Blood Sword. Are you a slut? I treat you like a uncle. You ignore me. Every time you want to use it, you have to feed it first. When it falls into that kid's hands, why are you not cold? You are so coquettish...

nausea.

Bad...skinny.

Not a thing.

Yan Bingyun was so angry that his face turned ashen, and his fists were even clenched tightly, "Ku" and "Ku" sounded like a loud sound. Ye Xiu didn't think so much. After his eyes stayed on the Blood Evil Sword for a while, he shook his head and said, "The evil spirit is too heavy, like an underworld weapon, affecting the mind and nature. You have to feed your essence and blood first before using it, otherwise it will not be as good as Zhao Guoxian's soul-shaking bead. It's too cost-effective. I don't have so much essence and blood, and I'll waste it on you."

"Bang……"

Before the Blood Evil Sword can respond.

Ye Xiu's hand, with a slight force, he heard a "click" sound, and he immediately saw that the extremely sharp Blood Evil Sword was covered with cracks in an instant.

The sword body was also cracked.

"Little beast, do you dare to destroy my Blood Evil Sword?" Yan Bingyun roared, his eyes turned red, and his body couldn't stop trembling, as if he had been poached a whole piece of flesh. His head buzzed. If it weren't for the loss of more than half of his essence and blood, it would have been hard for him to stand up. Seeing that the Blood Evil Sword was destroyed, with his nature, he would probably have rushed up to fight Ye Xiu desperately.

"This is what humans die for money and birds die for food. They are almost gone, and they are still thinking about this broken sword." Ye Xiu sneered a few times, threw the fragments of the blood sword out, walked to Yan Bingyun, stepped on his chest, looked at him with a playful look, and joked, "Snatch my demon pill, and cut off my hands and feet. The Demon Sword Pavilion is really domineering. Master Yan Shao Pavilion, how do you want to die?"

"Senior Brother..."

Swish!

Seeing Yan Bingyun not only fell into the other party's hands, but was also trampled under his feet. When he suffered all the humiliation, all the sword cultivators' faces suddenly changed.

One by one, he looked at Ye Xiu anxiously, so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe.

Yan Bingyun lost.

How can the rest fight with him?

Yan Yunshang was also scared to death, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a strong look of horror. Yan Jian was killed, and she had no feelings at all. After all, the other party was just a master level, and was a thousand miles away from her. It was not until she witnessed Yan Chongwu's tragic death that a rippling ripples appeared in her heart, but she didn't care too much. Now, when she saw that even a character like the eldest brother was defeated by the other party, she began to panic.

"What do you... want?" Yan Bingyun coughed a few times, endured the fear, looked at Ye Xiu with a pale face and said, "You'd better think clearly. I... am the eldest disciple of the Demon Sword Pavilion, the master is the Yuan... a powerful man in the God Transformation Realm, and four Yuanying Elders. It's still time for me to be released. Otherwise, let my master know that even if you escape to the ends of the world, he will definitely capture you back and avenge me..."

"I'm done?" Ye Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at him with a blank expression. He didn't care about such a threat at all. So what if he transformed into a god? Those who dared to come and cause trouble, they would have to work hard to kill him, snatch his demon pill, and wanted to leave with a big swagger, right? Yu Guangshu looked at him and said lightly, "Where is my demon pill?"

"I'll... give it to you..." Yan Bingyun's face changed wildly. He felt the murderous intent that spread out from Ye Xiu's body. His hair was also standing up one by one. He didn't dare to talk nonsense. He directly took out the black bear demon pill and the ancient book he had hidden before. He looked at Ye Xiu with a trembling voice and said, "There is also this technique I got in the Immortal Sect. As long as you give me a way out, I'll give it to you. I... can swear that as long as you spare me, today's matter will be written off. I promise that the Demon Sword Pavilion will not cause trouble in the future."

The exercises of the Immortal Sect?

There's really this thing...

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, and the surprise in his eyes flashed. He took the ancient book in Yan Bingyun's hand and did not rush to read it. Instead, he looked at him with regret: "What a pity, you have never heard of the story of a farmer and a snake."

"What farmer... husband and snake?" Yan Bingyun looked confused and even forgot to be afraid.

"Tell you another secret..." Ye Xiu smiled, without explaining what the farmer and the snake were. He saw that he seemed to be asking himself what secret he was. Ye Xiu squatted down and faintly said in his ear, "If I told you, can you help me keep this secret?"

"One...it will definitely happen." Yan Bingyun nodded vigorously, and a trace of Qi Yi also appeared in his eyes and looked at Ye Xiu with a look.
Chapter completed!