Chapter three hundred and eighty first meeting on a narrow road
The six people fought together without any reason.
Ma Xing faced off against Feng Changshan. As Xu Hanying's third disciple, his strength was naturally not weak. Although he had been defeated by Murong Bai with several moves before, it was Murong Bai after all. And the Feng Changshan in front of him was obviously not qualified.
The advantage of the swordsman against the boxer was easily highlighted. With the advantage of weapons, Ma Xing steadily suppressed Feng Changshan.
On the other side, Xiao Xuangan and He Qiu were fighting each other. They were both second-grade high-ranking swordsmen, and their attacks were swift and violent.
He Qiu's sword skills focus on being tricky. Whether he is using the sword or retracting it, he has a way to fight back. This gave Xiao Xuangan a headache. However, with his strong internal strength, he was able to maintain a stalemate with He Qiu for a while.
As for Li Xin'an and Shi Lianyun, they were the two most ruthless among the six. Li Xin'an slashed with his sword almost desperately, even if Shi Lianyun was close, he didn't mind Shi Lianyun's fist hitting him.
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Shi Lianyun was shocked by Li Xin'an's sword moves. He knew that if he went crazy like him, with the Baihong Sword in Li Xin'an's hand, he would be hacked to death within a few moves.
He pulled back, and two sleeve arrows flew out from his wrists, shooting straight into Li Xin'an's eyes.
"Trying to do whatever you want!"
Li Xin'an snorted coldly and swung his sword to chop down the two sleeve arrows. Immediately, he fluttered his arms and dozens of flying needles flew in the air, piercing Shi Lianyun from all directions.
"ah!"
Although Shi Lianyun responded immediately, he was still unable to dodge, and a flying needle pierced his left arm. Suddenly, a numb feeling spread throughout his body.
"As expected of the Blood Clothes Hall, the hidden weapon skills are truly unmatched in the world." Shi Lianyun stared at Li Xin'an sinisterly and pulled out the flying needle.
"It's just that applying poison to a concealed weapon would be too insidious."
"We are assassins, and insidiousness is our greatest weapon." Li Xin'an said coldly, "Moreover, no matter how vicious we are, we will never attack orphans and widows!"
"How could the notorious Master of the Blood Clothes Hall say such a thing?" Shi Lianyun burst into laughter. "You don't know what evil the Blood Clothes Hall has done, right? A group of assassins who are engaged in the killing business, now there are
Are you trying to teach us a lesson? The blood of innocent people on your hands, combined, is probably as much as a lake."
"The Bloodthirsty Camp is not a good thing." Li Xin'an said coldly, "The Bloody Clothes Hall takes people's money to help them eliminate disasters, but we also have a bottom line. At the very least, we will not commit treason!"
"Really?" Shi Lianyun smiled coldly, "Without you as the master of the hall who is Pei Min's disciple, the Blood Clothes Hall has long been absorbed by us. You know, since the Blood Clothes Hall left Li Linfu eighteen years ago, An Lu
Shan Ke has been plotting against you, the number one killer organization back then."
"What do you mean?" Li Xin'an frowned, keenly aware that there was something wrong in Shi Lianyun's words.
"It's not interesting." Shi Lianyun used his luck to force the toxins out of his body, and immediately shouted:
"Keep fighting!"
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Not far away, the battle between Ma Xing and Feng Changshan was about to decide the winner.
After desperately resisting Ma Xing's more than a dozen blows, Feng Changshan finally couldn't hold on anymore and shouted for help:
"He Qiu save me!"
He Qiu was only twenty or thirty steps away from him, and he and Xiao Xuangan had not been able to tell the difference in their fight. After hearing Feng Changshan's call for help, he used a weak point, pulled away and came to Feng Changshan's side to block him.
Ma Xing's most deadly blow.
"bite--"
When the two knives just came into contact, He Qiu's expression suddenly changed and he sensed something was wrong.
Ma Xing is indeed a well-known strong man in the Tianshan Sect. Whether it is internal strength or momentum, he is far from comparable to Xiao Xuangan, a newcomer who has just stepped into the second-level position.
Feng Changshan just suffered from the loss of weapons. If He Qiu had been used to deal with Ma Xing, he might have been able to give it a try. But He Qiu and Xiao Xuangan had fought dozens of moves before, and their internal strength had been lost. They were definitely no match for Ma Xing now.
"Substitute!" He Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "You go find that kid, and I'll deal with him."
Feng Changshan looked at him deeply: "Take care..."
Before he finished speaking about taking care, a vicious aura rushed towards his face from the side, instantly attracting the attention of several people.
Xiao Xuangan's face was covered with disheveled hair, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his whole body exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and even the air was filled with a faint blood energy.
"Something's wrong!" He Qiu and Ma Xing distanced themselves and looked at Xiao Xuangan in shock, "There's something wrong with the knife in his hand!"
At the same time, Ma Xing shouted:
"Red Blood Sword! Why do you have a Red Blood Sword!"
"Red Blood Knife?"
Feng Changshan felt that the name was somewhat familiar. He vaguely remembered where he had heard it before... No, he had seen it before!
After a short period of thinking, Feng Changshan finally remembered the origin of the knife and lost his voice:
"Ren Songhe! It's Ren Songhe! This is Ren Songhe's red blood sword!"
"That big devil?" He Qiu frowned deeply, "It's not good...this kid is possessed by a devil."
At this moment, Ma Xing couldn't care less about Feng Changshan and He Qiu. He jumped to Xiao Xuangan's side and wanted to grab the Red Blood Knife. However, when he just touched the handle of the Red Blood Knife, he was struck by Xiao Xuangan.
Push it away with one palm.
"Possessed?"
Xiao Xuangan sneered and slowly raised his head. Through the gap in his long hair, Feng Changshan and He Qiu could clearly see Xiao Xuangan's red pupils.
"How could I, a majestic seven-foot-long man, have his mind eroded by a mere knife? A dead thing... also wants to control me?"
Xiao Xuangan suddenly roared, and the red blood knife in his hand seemed to come alive. The poisonous snake hovering on it twisted its body, and the venom mixed with blood came out of the knife and extended two inches forward along the blade.
The blood-red light surged, and in an instant, Xiao Xuangan was shrouded in evil energy, and his internal strength surged several times. In just a few breaths, he had already surpassed the stunned Ma Xing beside him.
Xiao Xuangan's figure suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in front of He Qiu.
Surprised, He Qiu quickly counterattacked, but with the blessing of the Red Blood Sword, Xiao Xuangan was no longer something he could stop.
"Old Feng, help me!" He Qiu was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and was forced back by Xiao Xuangan.
Feng Changshan was still in shock. Looking at Xiao Xuangan who was killing everyone like a devil at the moment, he recalled in his mind that when he was a child, in a border town, the notorious demon Ren Songhe slaughtered everyone who came to encircle him with one knife.
There are hundreds of masters in the martial arts world.
At that time, Ren Songhe was on the rise. After killing all the Jianghu people, he massacred innocent townspeople. In one afternoon, more than a thousand people died at his hands, and Feng Changshan was one of the few in that horrific massacre.
One of the survivors.
Xiao Xuangan at this moment is just like Ren Songhe back then.
His breathing was rapid, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat. His legs were like lead and he couldn't move. Seeing He Qiu retreating continuously and about to die under the red blood knife, Feng Changshan's eyes were filled with fear. He didn't want his old friend to die miserably.
He didn't want the nightmare scene to reappear. He wanted to help He Qiu, but the more he thought about it, the greater the fear in his heart became.
Back then, the owner of this knife let me go, but now...will he still...
"Pfft——"
The ending no longer allowed Feng Changshan to think about anything. He saw that He Qiu was penetrated through the chest by the red blood knife. In just a few breaths, He Qiu's body shrank and became a human being, with all his flesh and blood being swallowed up.
, only a skeleton covered in human skin is left.
"No..." The fear in Feng Changshan's heart finally destroyed him. He covered his head in horror and ran away wailing.
Xiao Xuangan didn't pay attention to Feng Changshan. He threw He Qiu's body aside, then Panxi sat down and suppressed the evil nature of the Red Blood Knife with his inner strength.
The red blood knife was extremely restless and trembled violently on Xiao Xuangan's knees, but as Xiao Xuangan said, a dead thing cannot control people.
After a few breaths, the Red Blood Sword finally became silent.
Ma Xing walked forward suspiciously, glanced at the mummy of He Qiu next to him fearfully, and said:
"Are you... okay?"
Xiao Xuan raised his hair again, his face was sweating profusely, and he smiled weakly:
"It's okay."
"Why did that person run away?"
"I don't know, maybe I'm scared out of my wits."
Xiao Xuangan lowered his head and stroked the red blood knife on his knee, and said slowly:
"I almost became a zombie."
"But...it's a good knife!"
"Madman!" Ma Xing cursed secretly.
With He Qiu's death, Feng Changshan fled frantically, and the battle between Li Xin'an and Shi Lianyun was about to come to an end.
"Li Xin'an, do you feel something strange in your body?" Shi Lianyun said proudly, "I was born in Maoshan, and my Taoist skills are superb. I have already unknowingly placed a forbidden spell in your body. Your
It’s time to die!”
Li Xin'an looked grim, and he had to believe Shi Lianyun's words. He could clearly feel that there was something inside his body that was blocking the flow of internal energy, approaching his heart veins, and trying to explode his entire body.
This strange phenomenon reminded Li Xin'an of Qiu Zhiren, the eldest of the Three Northwest Wolves who died under his sword. At that time, Qiu Zhiren's situation was no different from what he is now. It seemed that Shi Lianyun was also the master of Maoshan Taoism.
The ghost.
Shi Lianyun didn't say much nonsense, flew forward, pushed away Li Xin'an's Baihong Sword with both hands, and slapped him on the chest.
"not good!"
Xiao Xuanhuan and Ma Xing were shocked. They had been fighting with the two people before, and they didn't bother to check on Li Xin'an. They didn't expect that this young man's methods were so good. Now they were so anxious to rescue them that they didn't even bother to check on Li Xin'an.
It's too late.
However, what Shi Lianyun expected did not happen.
Li Xin'an should have exploded and died under his last blow and turned into a puddle of minced flesh, but now, Shi Lianyun felt that the forbidden spell he had placed in Li Xin'an's body was suppressed by a powerful force.
The extremely unknown internal force was dispersed. The internal force suddenly broke out and invaded his body along his arms. Shi Lianyun felt that his heart was pinched hard by an unknown big hand. He wailed, quickly pulled away, and fell
On the ground.
"This is impossible..."
Shi Lianyun looked at Li Xin'an in front of him in horror. At this moment, there was no trace of a second-grade master in him. With the aura exuding from Li Xin'an, he was simply a first-grade little grandmaster!
"What on earth is going on? What kind of cultivation level are you in?"
Li Xin'an did not answer Shi Lianyun's words, and now he was in great pain.
Shi Lianyun's Taoist skills accidentally broke the strong internal force left by Pei Min in his body. Although it saved his life, Li Xin'an at this time did not have the ability to digest these internal forces. At the moment, his life-saving talisman,
It has changed from Shi Lianyun's Taoism to Pei Min's internal power.
Shi Lianyun looked at Li Xin'an, then at He Qiu who died not far away, as well as Xiao Xuangan and Ma Xing who were about to kill him. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could only flee for his life like Feng Changshan.
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