Lin Yun frowned slightly at this sight.
Although the strength of this blood sword was very strong, it was not beyond his reach.
At that moment, Yang Ba to Yang Eleven had once again killed a Level 10 cultivator, and there were only two Level 10 cultivators left among the people they were fighting against.
The fewer people there are, the easier it is to deal with them.
It didn't take long for Yang Ba to Yang Eleven to kill the two Level 10 practitioners.
At that time, they would be a very powerful force, whether they went against the other peak Level 10 practitioner or against this black-clad old man with the blood sword.
The black-clad old man fought against Yang San to Yang Qi, and gradually, Yang San to Yang Qi began to fall behind.
However, it was not easy for the black-clad old man to gain the upper hand.
After all, Yang San to Yang Qi were also five robots with the strength of peak-level martial artists of the tenth rank.
However, if the pace continued at this rate, and if the number of Yang San to Yang Qi did not increase, it would only be a matter of time before the black-clad old man gained the upper hand.
'Huh? No, no! Their strength has not been weakened much...'
At that moment, Qingtian Xueshan's pupils suddenly narrowed slightly, and he whispered.
Previously, when Yang San to Yang Qi were in the ascendancy, and when they were tied, it was difficult for the black-clad old man to injure Yang San to Yang Qi. As the black-clad old man's strength grew, the frequency with which he injured Yang San to Yang Qi also increased.
This allowed Qingtian Xueshan to discover something.
This matter, perhaps even the black-clad old man holding the Xueshan didn't realise.
That is, if the Blood Sword injures an enemy, it can absorb a large amount of the enemy's essence blood in an instant, and it will also injure the enemy's soul.
In this way, the enemy's strength will be greatly reduced.
At the same time, the strength of the person holding the Blood Sword will increase.
One gradually weakens and the other gradually strengthens, and this is the terrifying thing about the Blood Sword.
Unless, one has an absolute advantage from the start, or one is not injured by the Blood Sword.
Otherwise, a protracted battle means the owner of the Blood Sword's enemies are bound to die.
'This power... this power of the realm... is actually simulated... They are not real people... No wonder the strength of these eleven black-clad people is so consistent. It turns out that they are all robots with the strength of peak martial artists at the tenth level...'
Qingtian Blood Sword's expression kept changing.
'They are definitely not from a low-level cultivation civilization, definitely not...'
Qingtian Blood Sword thought angrily.
How could people from a low-level cultivation civilization have such advanced robots?
He was prejudiced and had even regarded the other party as someone from the Codice Empire civilization. This was also just an ordinary administrative planet, so who would have thought that someone from an advanced civilization would hold a wedding here?
However, even so, he felt a slight sigh of relief in his heart.
This matter had not reached the worst possible extent.
He was really afraid that these people were all real people, and then, if these people could not do anything to Black Old Man for the time being, they would be weakened little by little by Black Old Man and be killed one by one.
The flesh and blood essence of a peak-level 10th-tier expert can definitely greatly evolve the Blood Sword.
Eleven peak-level 10th-tier experts... If not all of them are left behind, just a few will be enough to bring the Blood Sword to an incredible level of evolution.
At that time, the Blood Sword's seductive power on the Black Old Man will be extremely high.
The possibility of him obtaining the Blood Sword from the Black Old Man again is extremely slim.
It's not that he doesn't trust the Black Old Man's loyalty to him.
Loyalty is only one aspect.
It's mainly the power of the Blood Sword...
The Blood Sword itself contains a powerful temptation, and as the power of the Blood Sword surges into the person holding the sword, so does this powerful temptation.
At first, the person holding the sword finds it hard to notice this temptation.
Once it exceeds a certain level, it can even take control of the person holding the sword, turning the person holding the sword into a puppet in the service of the Blood Sword, one who only knows killing.
When he first obtained the Blood Sword, he suffered greatly.
For this reason, although he holds the Blood Sword, he dares not let it evolve.
Otherwise, as the prince of an ancient empire, he has a very powerful entourage, and it would be very easy for his subordinates to capture some strong people and kill them, so that the Blood Sword can absorb their essence.
According to his explorations, at most, he can only allow the Blood Sword to merge with his power, allowing his power to increase by two levels.
Even so, it is not easy for him to suppress it, and this is why his personality and behaviour seem strange and somewhat perverted to many people.
In fact, this is just a way for him to let off steam.
The more perverted the behaviour, the more he can vent his emotions.
The Blood Sword is both a divine weapon and a demonic weapon.
Before now, as long as Black Old Man had the slightest selfish thought, that powerful force of temptation would amplify it.
As long as it is a human, it will have selfish thoughts.
In this way, how could he trust the other party?
Unfortunately, in this situation, he could not take back the Blood Sword either.
He could not even let the Black Old Man give the Blood Sword to the White Old Man, another peak-level 10th-order expert.
Now, the opponent had not yet reacted, and only five peak-level 10th-order experts were besieging the Black Old Man. Now, the Black Old Man had also grown to a certain level, and once he gave the Blood Sword to the White Old Man, his strength would drop significantly.
The essence blood of those who had fallen had almost been used up, and the White Old Man might not have time to grow up.
At that time, the two people with weak powers will be killed one by one by the other.
These people don't know that the Black Elder, who possesses the Blood Sword, is the greatest danger.
However, these people are not true men, so this danger is much smaller.
Since these people are not true men, the probability of him regaining the Blood Sword is also greater.
In short, there is a gain and a loss.
The Heaven-Tilting Blood Sword hid quietly behind the Black Elder and White Elder, watching the battle.
'Po...'
Two breaths later, a bloody sword ray from the bloody sword in the hands of the black old man was not blocked by Yang San to Yang Qi. One of them cut into Yang Liu's arm, instantly cutting off one of Yang Liu's arms and sending it flying.
Lin Yun's face changed.
'Yang Liu...'
Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and the others also exclaimed in shock.
Lin Yun's face was gloomy, but he remained calm.
Yang San to Yang Qi were no longer a match for the old man in black, but on the other side, the two Level 10 cultivators were also about to be killed by Yang Ba to Yang Shiyi. At this time, he could not afford to take any of Yang Ba to Yang Shiyi away.
Otherwise, the battle on either side would not be resolved.
'Yang San and Yang Qi, focus on defence,' Lin Yun whispered.
Yang San to Yang Qi nodded and began to change their strategy.
'Puff...'
After a breath, a Level 10 cultivator was once again beheaded by Yang Ba to Yang Eleven.
Seeing this, the old man in black also changed countenance.
In this way, there was only one Level 10 cultivator left over there against four peak Level 10 cultivators!
What a huge difference!
It was simply impossible to hold out for long!
Once the battle over there was resolved, the nine peak Level 10 cultivators would deal with him... Even if he had the Blood Sword, it would be difficult for him to resist!
There were not many fallen bodies around him anymore!
Thinking this, he immediately changed his strategy!
With five peak-level 10th-tier cultivators, he didn't seek to attack, only to defend. He wanted to quickly achieve results, but it wasn't easy!
So, he didn't seek to make a name for himself, only to let the Blood Sword quickly absorb the essence blood of the fallen corpses around him!
Hoo——
The black-clad old man's body rapidly retreated, while the Blood Sword once again impaled itself into a corpse.
As the Blood Sword absorbed more essence blood, it evolved to a higher level, and it seemed that the rate at which it absorbed essence blood also increased.
Time was equivalent to strength, and it was equivalent to opportunity.
'Unfortunately, the people who just fell, all those corpses were taken away by them, otherwise, my strength could have been even greater...' The black-clad old man looked up and looked at the other battlefield, sighing slightly.