240: Exchange of life or death together

Yao Muyun and Xu Yinghua did not catch the nostalgic tone in his words; in fact, the two had no time to think about what he had said.

They knew their Master currently had no suitable Magic Treasure or weapon in hand, so the only ones who could block Ding Yin now were the two of them.

Thus, without hesitation, after severing Ding Yin's arm, they brandished their swords and surrounded him.

The two were Senior Brother and Junior Sister, and they held mutual feelings for each other.

Their mastery of the Purple and Azure Twin Swords had also become increasingly proficient during this time, so for a moment, they actually forced Ding Yin back dozens of steps.

However, Xuanji Zi behind them could not help but frown.

"Too early... It's still too early for them to confront Ding Yin now. If it could have been a few days later, perhaps the Purple and Azure Twin Swords could have united, which would have been more than enough to deal with the Blood Demon... But, it just had to happen at this time, the Blood Demon has awakened..."

Xuanji Zi placed his right hand behind his back, already beginning to brew a powerful ultimate move.

In fact, a quick glance earlier had told him that the situation was not optimistic.

The monk with the strongest magic power had been lured away by Red Corpse, and that other young man of Divine-Grade was also trapped by the Blood Demon's sorcery, currently struggling desperately against those blood-colored Flying Swords.

As for the other two, although they each had their unique traits, they were still insufficient to deal with the Blood Demon.

Now, all he could rely on was his hidden ultimate move!

Sword radiance shot in all directions, and Sword Qi crisscrossed.

Blood Demon Ding Yin moved freely within the vast purple and azure sword net, flitting back and forth like a butterfly.

That powerful Sword Qi could not harm him in the slightest.

"Heh, using the Purple and Azure Twin Swords against me; I must say, you have quite an imagination!"

Ding Yin dodged while mockingly saying, "Don't you know that these Purple and Azure Twin Swords were originally my personal swords?"

Ding Yin had once been a Disciple of Shu Mountain, and had even served as the Sect Leader of Shu Mountain.

His swordsmanship and magic power were both top-tier in the world, but unfortunately, he had strayed onto the demonic path and could no longer turn back.

And these Purple and Azure Twin Swords... before Ding Yin turned to the demonic path, they had both been his personal swords.

That's right, both of these swords were his personal Magic Treasures; no one understood the characteristics of the Purple and Azure Twin Swords better than he did.

Yao and Xu were shocked upon hearing his words, but they still gritted their teeth and charged at Ding Yin.

The situation had reached a point where they were riding a tiger and could not get off; if they did not act, they would die even faster.

"Hmph, you two juniors, do you really think you can handle me just by holding two swords?"

After a flurry of quick attacks, Ding Yin was truly angered.

He impatiently waved his left sleeve, and the Purple and Azure Twin Swords were instantly attracted as if by a magnet, flying out of their hands and arriving in Ding Yin's hands in the blink of an eye.

"Heh, these two swords are truly wasted in the hands of juniors like you..."

Grabbing both sword blades with one hand, Ding Yin gently threw them downward.

The Purple and Azure Twin Swords were like two swimming dragons, instantly drilling into the ground, leaving only two holes the size of the sword hilts on the ground.

That was not all.

Seeing that they had lost their weapons, Yao Muyun hurriedly pulled his Junior Sister back, but unexpectedly, his body jolted violently.

He immediately felt the magic power he had worked so hard to Cultivate instantly drained away by some force.

A strong sense of weakness washed over him, making him feel like he couldn't even stand steadily.

Looking to the side, he found that his Junior Sister was in a similar state, and his heart could not help but be filled with horror.

Ding Yin beckoned with his hand, and the two flew up without any ability to resist, hovering in front of Ding Yin.

"Heh, your blood and Qi are thick; you are good candidates for Cultivating the Heart-Blood Divine Art... Renounce your Revered Master and become my Disciples, and I will teach you invincible magic power. From now on, you will be my, the Blood Demon's, Disciples..."

Ding Yin chuckled and said, "This is my first time taking Disciples. If you agree, I will spare your lives. How about it?"

Yao and Xu suddenly glanced at each other from the corners of their eyes and said helplessly, "We, Senior Brother and Junior Sister, received the grace of life from our Revered Master. Without him, we would have starved to death long ago. Now, it is just the right time to return this life to him."

"Hmph, stubborn and foolish. It's rare for me to be this happy, yet you come to spoil my mood. Very well, I am a lone wolf, and acting alone is more convenient. I will turn you into Puppets to serve me; it's all the same!"

Saying this, Ding Yin prepared to deal the killing blow to drain their blood and Qi for his own use.

"Blood Demon, let go of my Disciples and come at me!"

Xuanji Zi walked toward them step by step. With every step, he seemed to teleport several meters forward, and his Aura was gradually rising.

"Heh, don't be in a hurry; none of you will be able to escape..."

Ding Yin did not care about this at all. Just as he was about to act, he suddenly felt a cold Sword Intent fly past his neck, not only cutting off a few strands of his hair but also breaking his skin.

He had almost subconsciously tilted his head to the left just now, which was the only reason he had dodged that Sword Qi.

It was a deep blue Sword Qi that looked like fire; although it was burning, it gave people a strange, cold feeling.

"Southern Bright Li Fire?"

Ding Yin finally changed his expression and said in a deep voice, "Where did you get this?"

"Do you think I would tell you?"

Xuanji Zi was already standing in front of him, his Aura surging.

Faint blue flames were slowly overflowing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

"I have used this tiny bit of Southern Bright Li Fire to nourish my life-bound Flying Sword for a long time, and now it is finally useful. Release them, and you still have a chance to dodge my attack. If you don't release them... let the four of us perish together!"

Ding Yin knew that this Southern Bright Li Fire was the ultimate form of fire, and it was the exact nemesis of his Blood Sea.

Just a little bit could ignite his Blood Sea, and in the end, under the dual pressure of extreme cold and extreme heat, he would be evaporated away, and his life would come to an end.

However, this Southern Bright Li Fire was not something someone of Xuanji Zi's strength could control.

The moment he pushed it to the limit and unleashed it, his own body and soul would also be completely incinerated.

"Release them, or we all die together!" Xuanji Zi said in a deep voice.

"Hmm?" Ding Yin frowned.

"You are not a person who is decisive in killing, but I can feel your endless killing intent... Hmm, very good. Among those who besieged me back then, not a single one had such guts as you..."

As he said this, he prepared to release his control over the two.

He knew that Xuanji Zi was not joking; he really dared to drag several people to perish with him.

And he only had the strength for one strike.

If those two people were not there, Ding Yin had the confidence to dodge that fatal blow.

Xuanji Zi was essentially using his own life to trade for the lives of his two Disciples, so he chose to let go.

After all, having finally come back to life, he did not want to be beaten back to his original form.

And the moment he made his decision, a flash of fire descended from the sky, directly smashing Ding Yin's body into a pancake.

Yao Muyun and Xu Yinghua immediately got a chance to breathe and fell to the ground, gasping for air, seemingly lamenting their turbulent fate.

Of course, the one most lamenting was Xuanji Zi.

He looked at Nezha who had descended from the sky, then looked at the mecha that was entangled with those Flying Swords alone, and could not help but say with a bitter smile: "Is there any need for me to unleash this fatal blow?"