Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 851 - 439: Can’t Hold On Anymore (3)

"What the hell is this...?"

"Aoo!"

The beast lunged fiercely! A huge fanged mouth split open from its chest! It lunged toward Chen Xuantian to bite!

"You damned creature!"

Chen Xuantian spun around, peeled off the human skin, changed into the Blood Body, and performed a Blood Shadow Divine Movement sliding tackle on the spot! Dodging the beast’s pounce!

At the same time, his ten fingers flicked rapidly, shooting Blood Swords, targeting the joints of the black beast, aiming directly at those demonic beast eyes!

But who could have known this beast’s body was like steel, Chen Xuantian’s sword power could not penetrate at all, everything was blocked by the thick black skin as soon as its eyelids closed!

"Wow!"

The Blood Shadow Divine Movement was as swift as wind and thunder, but the beast was also as quick as lightning, leaping off the wall for a return jump, spiraling through the air, delivering a punch! Directly to the face!

"Swish!"

Chen Xuantian’s Blood Body was hit with a punch, yet it dissipated the fist force like a scarlet curtain, wrapping over the beast’s back like a cloak! Numerous hands and feet emerged from the Blood Curtain, grabbing the beast’s limbs, trying to subdue it with softness against hardness!

"Clang!"

"Crap!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound erupted, silver lightning flashed! Countless silver snake-like bolts struck from the Blood Curtain! Clearly, thunder and lightning were striking outside! The Blood Curtain exploded, breaking the technique and forcing it back into human shape! Chen Xuantian was blasted away, splattering onto the ceiling!

"Bang!"

"Aoo!"

The beast also went berserk! It held Chen Xuantian’s blood and flesh against the ceiling, tearing and biting savagely! Ripping Chen Xuantian into an unrecognizable state! The entire dormitory was stained with vivid scarlet!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Aooaaooaa!"

In an instant, chaos reigned inside and out, Chen Xuantian was also beaten until his body was a bloody, tattered mess, finally causing him to unleash his true fury, holding nothing back.

"Soul Splitting Beheading!"

Suddenly from the blood and mud a Blood Hand emerged! Swinging an arm like a blade! With a raised hand, it struck! A flash of bloody light, an invisible blade etched a visible mark on the black beast’s belly!

Yet it was not deep enough! Not ruthless enough! No blood was seen!!!

"Swish!"

The Blood Hand pinched a mantra, immediately swirling Essence Blood in the entire room! Leaving a luminous Blood Talisman branded on the blade mark! Then with a clap, pressing down on the talisman! Instantaneously, a great blaze of red light erupted! As brilliant as the morning glow!

"Divine Slaughter Blood Punishment!"

"Bang!"

"Aoo——!"

The beast wailed in misery! Shaking the heavens and the earth! Even with steel bones, copper skin and iron flesh decayed to mud! The Blood Hand tore open its belly, digging out a black void!

"Swish!"

Immediately, the Blood Hand plunged in! Essence Blood surged like torrential waves pouring in reverse! Piercing into the black beast’s carcass like reverse spikes!

"Egg——!"

Huddled with a Black Sword longer than its own body, squatting in the dark Yanzi Cave, a child staring blankly at the Xuan Nu Statue turned his head, looking at the Blood Man that suddenly burst in from the darkness, cursing him with spitting blood.

"Why the hell are you still squatting here! The Kun is almost beaten to death!"

The child wrapped in a thick coat, seemingly fresh from an icy world, stared blankly at the Blood Man’s face,

"I, I’m sorry... I’m scared that if I leave, Lady Yuan won’t be able to find me..."

Chen Xuantian’s gaze softened seeing him like this, suddenly remembering.

Sixty years later, perhaps someone could become that unparalleled Xuantian Sword Ancestor, slicing open Taiji with a sword.

Or maybe a beast could devour gods and demons, slaughter all beings, turning heaven and earth into a sea of blood, swallowing Qiankun whole.

But the guy in front of him right now, this egg hidden deep in the heart, is just that broken little child without his mother.

Thus, a surge of anger dissipated into oblivion, Chen Xuantian sighed deeply, reaching out to pat the child’s head.

"Alright, give me the sword."