Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats

Clang!

A light and crisp sound suddenly came from the air.

The Lord of Blood’s extraordinary White Bone Sword was suddenly split into two in the middle.

Then, the sharpness of the sword light did not decrease.

There was a swish.

The layers of defense around the Lord of Blood were torn apart.

Just as he was about to be split into two, the Lord of Blood suddenly turned into a thread of blood and quickly fled backwards.

In the end, the sword light destroyed a large portion of the blood thread.

Only a small part of the blood thread was left.

When it was safe, the blood thread transformed into the appearance of the Lord of Blood.

However, at this moment, his aura was no longer what it used to be.

Not only did he look dispirited, but his face had also turned as pale as paper.

He looked straight ahead with fear in his eyes.

Over there, a barefooted person in linen clothes who looked like a seven or eight-year-old child was walking over step by step.

Who else could it be but Perfected Lord Xuan Yang of the Hidden Sword Palace?

Without another word, Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Perfected Lord Xuan Yang.

“Greetings, Senior Xuan Yang!”

A rare smile appeared on Perfected Lord Xuan Yang’s face.

He nodded at Jiang Chengxuan.

“You don’t have to be so polite.

Back then, I knew that you were going to be something. From the looks of it, you did not disappoint me.”

As he spoke, he threw out two pills to Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan.

“Take these two healing pills.

Leave the rest to me.”

As he spoke, Perfected Lord Xuan Yang’s gaze was already on the Lord of Blood and his expression instantly turned indifferent.

He said leisurely, “Lord of Blood, right?

I’ve heard of your name before. Why don’t you sleep forever? It’s no longer your era.

That way, you can save me some time and energy to kill you. Isn’t that good for both of us?”

Perfected Lord Xuan Yang said that as a matter of course.

The Lord of Blood’s eyebrows twitched.

Even though he knew that he was not a match for the Nascent Soul in front of him, he was still filled with anger.

“Why? Did I say anything wrong?”

Perfected Lord Xuan Yang did not care how Lord of Blood felt.

He took a step forward, and his originally calm gaze suddenly became penetrating sharp.

“However, since you’re already out, you definitely won’t be willing to go back if I ask you to.

In that case, I’ll do you the favor to send you back.”

With that, Perfected Lord Xuan Yang raised his hand gently.

There was a buzz.

A blinding white light suddenly appeared.

The Lord of Blood’s pupils constricted.

Alarm bells rang in his head.

There was no time to think. A flag made of human bones with countless blood patterns on its surface appeared in his hand.

He waved it, releasing lots of skeletons.

By a rough estimation, there were hundreds and thousands of these skeletons.

Moreover, the strength of each of them had reached the peak of the Golden Core realm.

In particular, the aura emitted by the three skeletons in the lead had reached the Nascent Soul realm!

“Hiss!”

Even Jiang Chengxuan couldn’t help but gasp when he saw this.

He did not expect the Lord of Blood to have such a trump card.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to inform Perfected Lord Xuan Yang about this early.

Otherwise, even if he and Shen Ruyan could escape from the Lord of Blood, the five nations of the Cangnan would still be razed to the ground by him.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

However, Perfected Lord Xuan Yang’s face remained unchanged in the face of so many skeletons.

Under the effect of the dazzling white light, the skeletons cracked and shattered like paper.

In a moment, only the three skeletons that had reached the Nascent Soul were left.

However, they could not last long either and were quickly reduced to nothingness.

Seeing this, the Lord of Blood’s face was filled with disbelief.

One had to know that the wave of skeletons just now was a foundation that he had accumulated for countless years.

But in the end…

Lord of Blood did not dare to continue thinking about it.

Without any hesitation, he turned into a blood light and fled into the distance.

Perfected Lord Xuan Yang snorted.

He raised his hand and gently slashed.

There was a swish.

A white sword Qi shot out from his hand.

The Lord of Blood, who had already fled a distance away, suddenly felt the shadow of death approaching rapidly.

This made his eyes fill with fear.

Where did this monster come from?

How could he have such terrifying strength?

Whoosh—

Suddenly, his body turned into countless blood threads and shot in all directions, hoping to escape.

However, the white sword Qi that chased after him also split into countless sword Qi..