Ling Hongxia uses a knife and a short knife!

The blade of the blade was blood-red, and suddenly flashed like a ray of blood falling from the sky.

The blood light shone sharply and slashed towards Liu Qingkong's wrist.

The timing of this sword appeared was just right, just the moment when Liu Qingkong was about to kill the swordsman of the Tiandaomen.

This moment was the moment when Liu Qingkong decided to win the game and his mentality was the most relaxed.

Ling Hongxia was aiming at this fleeting opportunity.

Between his elbows and armpits, Liu Qingkong's arm that had originally poked out suddenly shrank, but he was still under the cover of the knife energy and could not escape without his body.

Liu Qingkong did not retreat but advanced instead. He stepped forward and grabbed Ling Hongxia's blade with his backhand. However, he bounced his fingers and a buzzing sound was on the blade.

The force of this blow is extraordinary, and it is even more difficult to deal with the true energy of blood transformation. The blade trembles and makes it seem like it cannot be held.

When ordinary people compete in martial arts, weapons must not be let go.

However, Ling Hongxia did the opposite. After falling down, she couldn't control herself, so she let go of the blood-colored blade in her hand. The blade roared out, but did not leave as Liu Qingkong expected, but instead circled around Ling Hongxia in the roar.

But when Liu Qingkong was attracted by the blade, Ling Hongxia, who was about to fall from mid-air, suddenly stretched out her left hand and another blade appeared in her palm.

The Blood Mandarin Sword has never been a single one!

How can a mandarin duck have a single sword?

However, this knife is deeper and more hidden.

It suddenly appears when blood light rises.

Liu Qingkong's calm and motionless expression was only a little surprised at this time. His hands swirled in the air, hovering up and down in front of his chest, his palms facing each other, and the blood rolled repeatedly between the two palms, which was just right, making Ling Hongxia's sword difficult to move between the two palms.

But Ling Hongxia didn't need this sword to make any progress. When she first used her left hand, she used her right hand to secretly use her right hand.

At this time, the blade of the left hand rotated around her body, but returned to her left hand.

He dragged the blood-colored short knife and slashed suddenly. The blood-colored sharp edge flashed and slashed towards Liu Qingkong.

At this point, Liu Qingkong finally retreated.

A little under his feet, the true energy between the two palms boiled in an instant, and with this blow, he retreated rapidly. The man was in mid-air, and his sleeves swung away, but he brushed away the blood-colored sword light from Ling Hongxia.

The sword energy condensed, swept past the sword tower and cut off a corner of the eaves.

"You can't leave!"

Ling Hongxia spoke at this time, but she had not stopped at all. She rose up from the ground on her toes, but went straight to the north.

That day, the swordsman of the Daomen looked at Liu Qingkong. Although he was a little unwilling to accept it, he could only stomp his feet and follow Ling Hongxia.

Liu Qingkong had just fallen to the ground at this time. After standing there and pondering for a while, he chased after him.

These people come quickly, call quickly, and go quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the front of the Pinjian Tower was empty, leaving only the knife marks on the ground, and a corner of the eaves that had just fallen to the ground and smashed.

Luo Zhen's eyes flashed: "The Blood-Changing Divine Art, Blood-Changing Divine Claw, Black Heart Palm... It's indeed the Youquan Sect!"

While he was talking, he pushed open the window and wanted to follow.

Su Mo was stunned: "Senior, that Liu Qingkong..."

Luo Zhen had not waited for Su Mo to rush up to the roof and chased the backs of the three people.

Su Mo took a look at this sword tower again, and asked more questions in his mind.

First, the scholar disappeared, and secondly, the four words [Leng Yue Palace, Wei] on the human head stand.

But this is not the time to think about it. We have to figure out what happened to Liu Qingkong first.

Immediately, I flashed and flew into the sword tower, and caught up with Luo Zhen in just a few steps.

Luo Zhen glanced at him and gave him a look that made him cautious and cautious. Then Su Mo's ears came from Luo Zhen's voice:

"You kid, you are as troublesome as that reckless man. The reckless man has developed limbs and simple minds. The vortex of Yuliu Villa is a vortex. Isn't his brain seeking death when he comes here? I asked him to work hard on the dock, which is just a joke, but with his martial arts skills, why worry about not having enough food to eat? Why did he run to Yuliu Villa and give his life in vain...

"In addition, you guys came here just for a single raft... Now you know how powerful it is? Your single raft is only worth a few silver, and it's not for the unique skills of magic, why bother so hard?"

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Su Mo's mouth twitched, who said that he was not a unique skill for his magical skills?

The greater the change in the Yuliu Villa, the more troublesome this single dart is. I can't figure out where Liu Suifeng is, and no matter what vortex it is, I can only make a breakthrough.

However, he didn't mention this thought, and Na Luo Zhen's words continued to hear in his ears: "I didn't expect that the changes in the Yuliu Villa were actually related to the Youquan Sect. I am a gentleman who is as knowledgeable as a jade. This is not a good way to have the Youquan Sect. The leader of the great sect has two divisions, three flags and six orders, and none of them are easy to provoke.

"The martial arts of the Junzhongzhen School is called [Youquan True Sutra]. It contains all the ruthless magic skills that kill people and kill people. Black Heart Palm is one of them... And the one who called himself Liu Qingkong used the Blood Transformation Divine Art that can only be learned by the Blood Transformation Order.

"Has this Yuliu Villa become the blood-transforming pool of the Youquan Sect?

"Damn it, damn it, this Youquan Sect has always been moving east of Dongcheng. How could it suddenly cross the Dongcheng and come to this southwest to take root? Are all the sects in the east dead?

"In this way, wouldn't this peaceful southwest be bloody again and the sea of ​​blood be filled with blood?"

While sending a message to Su Mo, he was also sorting out his own confusion.

However, his words made Su Mo ask more questions.

First of all, he had never heard of Youquan teaching him.

Secondly, why did the Youquan Sect occupy Yuliu Villa?

What variables have happened in this?

Also...What is a blood pool?

Just as I was full of doubts, I suddenly noticed that the people in front had entered a yard.

Ling Hongxia seemed to be more purposeful than the scholar, and she brought the swordsman from Tiandaomen to enter a room directly.

Liu Qingkong followed in. Su Mo and Luo Zhen stopped on the eaves when they heard a muffled sound, but Liu Qingkong, who had just entered the room, flew out again in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu coming from the house:

"I am merciful!"

The voice is solemn and awe-inspiring.
Chapter completed!