However, this battle also made Lin Yun realise the importance of multi-faceted development.
Although the martial artist is strong, in some situations, the martial artist's combat effectiveness is not omnipotent.
Just like this time, the spiritual practitioner is very important.
He was very sure that if Xia Qingqing was not at the pinnacle of the ninth level, but at the pinnacle of the tenth level, or even if she only had the strength of the early or mid-tenth level, it would greatly suppress the strength of this black-clad old man.
'Boom—boom—boom...'
For some reason, the black-clad old man felt very restless inside, as if something very bad was about to happen.
However, the powerful strength brought by the Blood Sword made him quickly ignore this feeling.
However, the huge attacks of those robots made it difficult for him to absorb the essence blood of the corpses around him, which made him feel irritated again.
These robots are so fearless.
He has already injured many robots.
He also chopped off another robot's arm and a robot's leg again.
Moreover, Xia Qingqing's spiritual attack on the other side also made him very angry, but Xia Qingqing and Lin Yun had Yang San to Yang Eleven blocking with all their strength, and he had no chance at all, so he had long since given up.
'If it weren't for the fact that these robots were made with all kinds of precious materials, and are worth a lot of money, I would have found a way to leave...' The black-clad old man thought darkly.
He already had the idea of breaking away from the Bloodsword and going it alone.
However, no matter what he wanted to do in the future, he would need a large sum of money, especially after breaking away from the Bloodsword.
Eleven peak-level 10th-tier robots...
If he were to kill them all, he would be able to reap a huge sum just by selling the materials.
'Hum...'
Finally, the black-clad old man had absorbed all the essence blood from the corpses around him, and the blood sword and the blood-coloured light on his body had also reached their peak. They were red and glowing, and the space was emitting a sword-like sound, as if it was sending out some kind of signal.
Lin Yun stared intently.
Qingtian also stared intently.
'Damn it! It's almost there, just a little bit more...'
The black-clad old man growled, his mood becoming even more irritable.
He raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, his entire eye-socket red.
'Kill! Kill! Kill!'
'Kill all these people and absorb their essence and blood, then I can break through to the eleventh level and reach a higher realm!'
One voice after another seemed to be screaming in his head, making his eyes even more bloodshot.
Hoo——
Suddenly, his body moved, and the next moment, he was already among the guests attending the wedding.
'Hiss——'
With a wave of his bloody sword, dozens of bloody rays slashed towards these people.
The next moment, dozens of blood rays rolled up the essence of hundreds of people and quickly returned, allowing the black-clad old man and the blood sword to absorb it quickly, and the blood-red light on the black-clad old man and the blood sword became even more intense.
In its place, there were only hundreds of human skins.
'Demon! He's a demon!'
'Run! Run quickly!'
Seeing this scene, countless people around them exclaimed in horror and fled in all directions.
Originally, these people did not hurry to leave when they saw someone covering them with the power of the realm, protecting them faintly.
The scale of this battle was extremely high, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
If they watched, it would not only be an unforgettable experience, but also very helpful for their future cultivation.
Moreover, they were all elite figures, and as the saying goes, 'great skill gives one courage'. They did not want to miss it easily.
But at this moment, they realized just how dangerous it was for them to watch this battle.
A single sword stroke can kill hundreds of people. What is the concept of this?
This is still a limited number of people in that area. If there are thousands of people in that area, they have no doubt that a single sword stroke can definitely kill them all!
These so-called elites of the Codice Empire, hundreds or even thousands of people, are not enough for the opponent to kill with a single sword stroke!
This shock is very great!
At this moment, they also understood what a top-level strong person is!
They only then understood just how powerful these enemies Fang Ao and his group were facing were!
Fang Ao...Even Fang Ao, who is at the early stage of the tenth level, is not qualified to intervene in this battle...
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo...
Everyone teleported towards the distance, not daring to linger for even a moment.
'Don't let him kill the people around him!'
At this time, Lin Yun's order also reached Yangyi to Yangxi.
'Clang! Clang! Clang!'
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
Yangyi and Yanger were still dealing with another peak-level 10th-tier expert and could not spare a hand, but Yangsan to Yangshiyi had already rushed over to stop the black-clad old man's actions.
At the same time, one of them separated and went to attack the Bloodsword.
It was also something they did not expect, that the black-clad old man would suddenly abandon the safety of the Bloodsword and go to attack the others, causing this situation to occur in the first place.
'Black old man!'
The Bloodsword exclaimed in shock and anger.
He also didn't expect that the Black Old Man would suddenly disregard his safety and go attack someone in the distance.
This feeling is a bit out of control.
The Black-clothed old man returned and even blocked one of the robots from attacking Qingtian Xuesword.
'Black Old Man, let's leave!'
Finally, Qingtian Xuesword made a decision and shouted.
It can't be delayed anymore, although, he also wants to kill Lin Yun and his group.
Even so, he vaguely has a purpose...
That is, after the Black Old Man has dealt with Lin Yun and his group,
he would take over the Blood Sword and slaughter the common people, allowing the Blood Sword to once again become familiar with his power. He would even see if he could make it even more powerful, even if it meant losing his sanity.
But now, they could no longer delay.
If they delayed any longer, the Black Old Man would be completely influenced by the Blood Sword.
Even if the battle ended at that time, the Black Old Man would not necessarily return the Blood Sword to him.
First, they had to get out of here.
Ordinary people can be found anywhere.
The black-clad old man's body trembled.
Then, he growled, 'Young master, let's leave after I kill all these people!'
'Hah! Hah! Hah!'
Before the words had finished, his men had already charged out again.
'No! We're leaving now!'
Qingtian Xueshan shouted.
However, the black-clad old man no longer answered, just fighting.
'So close! So close!'
Soon, the hundreds of people's essence that the Blood Sword had just absorbed had been digested, and the black-clad old man still hadn't broken through. Coupled with the orders of the Blood Sword, the black-clad old man became even more irritated, and he roared repeatedly.
He wanted to go and kill some ordinary people again, but Yang San to Yang Eleven stopped him dead in his tracks, really not sparing any effort.
He injured Yang San to Yang Eleven a lot, but it was of no use.
Yang San to Yang Eleven were not real people, and the Blood Sword's injuries to them were useless.
At this point, the old man in black also realised that the Blood Sword could weaken the enemy by killing and injuring them in battle, but it could not stop Yang San to Yang Shiyi, who were not real people.
Killing and injuring as many as possible was useless.
Charging forward and crashing back, the old man in black's mood grew more and more irritable, and his eyes grew redder and redder.
'Die...'
Suddenly, the old man in black flashed, shouted angrily, and plunged his sword into a person's body.
'Sssss...'
The whole audience fell silent, and a few people gasped in shock.