As the legitimate son of the head of the Beiyucheng family, Jiang Jingwei's talent can only be said to be average. The reason why he was able to advance to the Xuanzong was due to the help of elixirs, not because he had strong insights. Therefore, as a Xuanzong, he did not even understand the basic Xuanzong trend.

However, Jiang Jingwei had a deep background. At this early stage of Xuanzong, he had heavenly-level mysterious weapons, armor, and a ferocious bird mount to protect him, and his combat power was not weak.

"Jiang Jingwei, you have too poor talent. You can reach this point today by relying on external forces," Xu Yang said lightly, "Without the help of external forces, you can't even reach Xuanzong."

"So what about external forces?" Jiang Jingwei said proudly, "You have high talent and can match Xuanzong in the Xuanshi stage. But do you still have to hate me under my sword?"

While speaking, Jiang Jingwei slashed out with another sword, and the blood-colored sword light sucked and spitted nine feet, dancing like a bloody shadow, with amazing power.

Xu Yang said: "With external force, you are just a side-by-side. Now let you realize that even if there is a heavenly mysterious weapon, the waste is still a waste and vulnerable!"

Xu Yang used his magic magic technique again and avoided the sword. The phantom clone was scattered, but his true body instantly came to Jiang Jingwei's side.

"Light and darkness merge!"

A punch wrapped in the black and white mysterious power flow, surging and hitting Jiang Jingwei's back heart.

Jiang Jingwei laughed: "It's actually a magical body technique? It seems that you are indeed a genius, but what can you do if you are a genius? My Liufeng armor is a heaven-level armor, and you can't break my defense at all." As he spoke, Jiang Jingwei induced the blue mysterious power and formed a thick protective cover in the back center, enough to resist the power of thousands of pounds.

Xu Yang's current fist power can reach up to 6,000 jin, and he is indeed unable to break through the protection of Liufeng Armor. But his purpose is not here.

Xu Yang's index finger bounced at Jiang Jingwei's right wrist pulse. The latter's arm was shocked, and then his palm hurt, and the Blood-Drinking Sword was snatched by the hand.

This shock was extraordinary. Jiang Jingwei hurriedly urged his mind and wanted to regain the Blood Drinking Sword.

The Blood Drinking Sword is a heavenly-level mysterious weapon with independent intelligence. It is definitely not as simple as just taking it over. Xu Yang imprisoned it with his mysterious power. This sword with blood light kept bouncing and vibrating, emitting blood-colored ripples, trying to escape from Xu Yang's mysterious power imprisonment.

"So what if I take away my Blood Drinking Sword? You can't control it at all!" Jiang Jingwei stroked his hands and attacked Xu Yang with mysterious techniques. "Now you still have to be distracted to suppress my Blood Drinking Sword. I think what you can use to resist my attack?"

Yu Xuanyu, who was standing beside him, stepped up. The dark halberd fell on his head, and a black dragon energy rushed towards Jiang Jingwei, shocking him back.

"What, is there a Xuanshi master who can match Xuanzong?" Jiang Jingwei opened his eyes wide and looked at Yu Xuanyu.

"Stop kidding, you don't have the Blood Drinking Sword now, you're just a tiger without teeth, oh no. It's a turtle wearing heavy armor!" Caili made a face, "Just relying on your one-legged cat's mysterious technique, you still want to beat Sister Xuanyu?"

Xu Yang and Yu Xuanyu cooperated with each other, and now Yu Xuanyu delayed it with all his might, giving Xu Yang enough time to refine the Blood Drinking Sword.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged, and the soul crystal in the sea of ​​consciousness burst out blue light, spreading towards the sword body of the Blood Drinking Sword.

A buzzing sound was heard. Xu Yang's mental power was actually bounced a little inch away. At the same time, a phantom of a middle-aged man in white appeared and shouted: "Who is the madman, how dare you peek at the treasures of our clan? Get out of here!"

"Is this the spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword? It seems that the tone is wrong." Xu Yang frowned and asked tentatively: "Who are you?"

"I am the head of the Jiang family in Beiyu City. Jiang Zhongjie!" The phantom of the middle-aged man in white seemed to realize something and said, "You actually took the Blood Drinking Sword. What's wrong with you?" I warn you to return the Blood Drinking Sword to Jingwei quickly and let him go! Otherwise, the Jiang family in Beiyu City and you will never stop!"

"It turns out that he is the head of the Jiang family in Beiyu City. He is just a thought placed on the Blood Drinking Sword?" Xu Yang frowned and did not answer, and directly rushed away with a mental power.

The sea of ​​consciousness soul crystal radiated blue light and bombarded the phantom of the middle-aged man in white.

"Bold madman, how dare you plot against my Jiang family treasures?" The middle-aged man in white was furious. "With your mental strength, you can't do anything to me at all! So even if you get the Blood Drinking Sword, you're just a sharp sword and can't exert its power at all."

"Hmph, you're too early!"

Xu Yang took out a rusty iron bow from the storage ring, and the bow body was without strings. At first glance, it was just a broken iron bow.

The head of the Jiang family exclaimed: "Soul Shooting Bow!"

"That's right, please go on the road!" Xu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness soul crystal burst into blue light, and the soul-shooting bow seemed to be pulled apart by an invisible big hand, pulling into a semicircle!

With a sound of soothing, a mind-sensing arrow suddenly shot out, hitting the head of the Jiang family's mind.

With a thunder sound, the head of the Jiang family's thoughts were shattered by the arrows of the mind. After they were recombined, they became much more illusory.

"Young man, if you have something to say, my Jiang family is willing to exchange a heavenly mysterious weapon for this blood-drinking sword, and you can also gain the friendship of my Jiang family..."

"Boom", another arrow, the head of the Jiang family's thoughts burst again, and then they were reorganized.

"Young people should not be too imposing. In this way, I, Jiang Zhongjie, are willing to pay three heavenly-level mysterious weapons to exchange for my son's life. What's the point of this blood-drinking sword?"

"Boom"! Another arrow.

No matter how clever Jiang Zhongjie was, he was coercive and tempted, Xu Yang turned a deaf ear to him, and his soul-shooting bow was pulled over again and again, and his mind-striking arrows were bombarded in an endless stream.

"Ah...Hateful little thief, you dare to hurt my son Jingwei with a finger. I, Jiang Zhongjie, swear to destroy you all!"

Another arrow shot out, and Jiang Zhongjie's thoughts finally completely dissipated. At the same time, the blood light of the Blood Drinking Sword surged.

Xu Yang's mental power penetrated into the sword body of the Blood Drinking Sword. The scenery changed and suddenly changed into a sea of ​​blood! In the sea of ​​blood, a blood-colored demon shadow struggled and roared wildly.

"This blood-colored demon shadow is the weapon spirit of the Blood-Drinking Sword." Xu Yang had some experience in dealing with Obsidian Armor and dealing with the weapon spirit.

"Blood Drinking Sword! You are a heavenly mysterious weapon, and you succumb to the useless Xuanzong. Don't you feel insulting your identity? Now I'll leave it to me to refine it, and take you to kill all directions and suppress the world!" Xu Yang passed on his thoughts.

The blood-colored demon shadow roared, and kept repeating: "Get out!"
Chapter completed!