"Don't be nervous, I will naturally understand the formation if I can recognize the Earth Demon Sword King Formation." Xing Yu said calmly, but his heart was very uneasy.

Xing Yu naturally wouldn't know about the bloodline imprint. After all, this involves a formation, and Xing Yu asked Xiaobai.

Xiaobai told Xing Yu that blood imprinting is a very cruel secret method, to put it bluntly, it is a curse!

Force some thoughts or wills into your bloodline and keep flowing.

This method generally does not pass on for too long, and its power will continue to dissipate with descendants, but the lineage of the spirit and theirs will be different.

According to Xiaobai's statement, Xing Yu felt that the reason why they guarded each generation was because the blood curse and the Earth Demon Sword King formation were combined into one!

In other words, if the national hatred of Yechen Empire is not repaid for a day, their blood mark will not disperse for a day!

"Your ancestors are really cruel."

Xing Yu sighed and said, "This is the eternal prisoner of your lineage."

"I've been used to it."

Zhan Ling sighed and then laughed: "But fortunately you are here! You successfully broke the formation and took the sword away! Our opportunity is here."

"Are you sure I can take revenge?" Xing Yu looked at him suspiciously.

"Unsure. But at least one hope. It's better to have hope than despair."

Xing Yu was silent.

"The purpose of my call is to tell you something."

"What?"

Zhan Ling looked at Xing Yu and said softly: "Mu Yunshang, a new little girl from the outer gate, learned about the Earth Demon Sword King Formation three years ago, but she did not ask for it, but left instead. Now she is here to get the sword, but you have obtained it."

"Then what?"

"What then? She shouldn't kill you, because the sword will die with you. But he will ask you to do something for her."

Zhan Ling smiled strangely and said, "As for what to do, what is going on, I don't know. Anyway, I'll tell you in advance. I don't care about the specific things."

Xing Yu suddenly smiled evilly, "Stinky monk, do you really care about me? If I die, your little hope will be shattered in an instant. Do you think I am like a young boy?"

Zhan Ling suddenly froze.

"Tell me what your identity is? Tell me straight. Otherwise, I will not care about my life. I have a bad life, you...hehe."

Zhan Ling suddenly stared at the top of his eyes, "Damn! Bastard! Damn! You dare to threaten me!"

"You guessed it right. I'll threaten you. What can you do to me?" Xing Yu glanced at Zhan Ling and snorted coldly.

Only when Xing Yu avenges the spirit-slaying blood mark can he return to normal.

So he would never watch himself die.

Xing Yu believed that even if he was not afraid of anything, he would think about his descendants... How could he have descendants as a monk?

Of course, these are not what Xing Yu thought, but Xing Yu is very sure that there will be an additional protective umbrella around him from then on.

Although Xing Yu disdains to let anyone be his own umbrella, no one is worthy of it.

But Xing Yu still wants to take revenge!

Not only does Ao Fengyun Luoying have a deep blood hatred, but she also wants to kill Shadow Poison, participate in the battle for hegemony in the hundreds of dynasties, and find her mother!

Xing Yu used to care about any force because his status reached the highest in the Nine Realms. He could determine the fate of countless people in just one word!

But now it’s different. Xing Yu must strengthen his wings. Only by having his own power can he do whatever he wants to do!

After killing the spirit for a long time, he shook his head, "You guy is indeed completely different from your heart."

"The purpose I tell you is very simple. I am afraid that you will really kill the killing. He is my only son."

Xing Yu was speechless. Damn, I really have... son? And he is killing?

These father and son are really...

A pair of strange living things!

"I won't help you anything. Because you need to walk the road of martial arts by yourself, and others will help you, your future will be destined to be very limited."

Zhan Ling said slowly: "This continent is very big, this world is very big. There are many warriors and countless geniuses. You are just one of the stars. Whether it can be bright until the end must work hard."

"But killing can help you and follow you. If you want to establish your own power and make a fortune, he can become a pawn. This is also what our lineage must do. It is also... responsibility. Do you understand now?"

Xing Yu nodded, "The Killing Association agrees?"

"I told him when he was very young that he had already been enlightened, otherwise he would not have awakened the Buddha's body."

Zhan Ling grinned, "But you need to defeat him and conquer him. Otherwise, you are not qualified to let my son follow you."

Xing Yu nodded, and a wicked smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "But if he is a garbage, I won't accept it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ye Wufeng and others looked confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. The two of them didn't say anything, obviously they were sending messages. But they probably didn't know each other.

Wu Lingyan looked at Xing Yu who was approaching and asked in confusion: "What is the monk looking for you?"

"He said I was handsome and elegant, and I was talented and unparalleled in the world. I was so handsome. I had to find a wife for me."

Xing Yu blew without hesitation, then looked at Wu Lingyan and said confidently: "But I refused. I am a good man who is dedicated to love. With Wu Lingyan here, how could I miss others?"

A shyness surged on Wu Lingyan's face, and a sweet smile rose from the corner of her mouth. She suddenly thought of something and smiled playfully: "Where is Yingying?"

Xing Yu immediately turned to look at the field, "This class of disciples is indeed very strong."

Wu Lingyan couldn't help rolling her eyes, and Zhu Yerou even covered her mouth and smiled.

The battle on the field has always continued, but with Xing Yu, there was a big storm on the field.

Many people are imitating Xing Yu.

Some people were beaten and pissed, while some truly powerful people gradually emerged.

As the evening approached, the selection of one hundred disciples was completed.

At night, Xing Yu was about to talk to Wu Lingyan, but was turned away and had to return to his residence. He was about to go back but met Zhu Yerou.

Zhu Yerou asked directly: "Hao Ren hasn't come back yet, what have you asked him to do?"

Xing Yu was shocked, "No news?"

"No."

Xing Yu frowned, suddenly feeling uneasy, but he didn't tell Zhu Yerou, otherwise he would have been worried for nothing.

"Don't worry, nothing is wrong. He just needs to break through his cultivation and should be back in a few days. He will become famous in this battle for the martial arts list."

After sending Zhu Yerou away, Xing Yu was worried.

The next morning, everyone came to the martial arts court. Xing Yu immediately found the spirit of Zhan Ling.

"Do me a favor. My brother Hao Ren is in Jinyang Forest and has not returned for half a month. I am worried about something."

Xing Yu said seriously: "I know I am not qualified to order you now and ask you, but please believe me."

"I know better than anyone else that the martial arts path requires me to go by myself, but now if I have the ability but watch my brothers have a crisis, my conscience will be condemned for the rest of my life!"

Xing Yu didn't know the strength of the spirit-killing, but being so unscrupulous and acting was simply a shame to the Mad Sword Sect. However, Ye Wufeng didn't dare to say anything. His strength must be very terrifying.

So now Xing Yu needs him to help him see it, Hao Ren must not really happen to anything!
Chapter completed!