The ancestor of the Blood Knife was born in the Tantric Black Sect, and he believed deeply in the theory of reincarnation and nirvana. For a moment, he was afraid. If what happened today were known to those hidden Tantric masters, he would have no chance of surviving even if he fled to the ends of the earth.
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But after taking a look at Wang Yuyan and the other two girls, he thought of the "Blood Demon Technique" again. He hesitated for a moment, but a fierce look flashed across his face. No matter what kind of master Nirvana she was, if he was found out in the future, he would just pretend not to know.
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The Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly rushed forward, slashing straight down with the scimitar in his hand, and the force seemed to be more powerful than before.
Lian Xing immediately blocked with his sword, but the Blood Knife Ancestor's wrist suddenly shook. Before the scimitar touched the blade, the handle of the knife actually rotated upward along the back of his hand, and the blade instantly bypassed the long sword and drew directly towards it.
Lian Xing's chest.
In this blow, although the scimitar slashed backwards, the sharp blade shone with cold light. Everyone had no doubt that the scimitar could cut Lianxing's chest open. For a moment, they all turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at Lianxing's miserable state.
Yao Yue's expression tightened, and with a flick of her wrist, she raised her long sword in the air and stabbed the Blood Knife Ancestor's right ribs diagonally.
Lian Xing was also startled. He bowed instinctively and swept the sword with his right hand in a horizontal slash. At the same time, his left hand was half-clawed into a claw to grasp the back of the sword.
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately drew his knife and retreated, while at the same time turning sideways to dodge Yao Yue's sword.
The Blood Sword Ancestor was about to swing his sword forward when he suddenly felt a chill coming from his back. He immediately leaned down and saw that it was actually the long sword that Yu Yue had thrown just now.
An elder of the Beggar Clan whispered in Qiao Feng's ear:
"Gang Leader, it is true that he is a master of the Dragon Capturing Technique. This Gusu Murong clan can even help me in the Dragon Capturing Technique. I guess he must also know the Throat Locking Technique. Deputy Gang Leader Ma was probably killed by the Murong family."
Qiao Feng nodded slightly and remained silent. He knew clearly in his heart that even if someone in the Murong family really knew how to use the throat-locking technique, he still could not conclude that Ma Dayuan was killed by the Murong family.
But in front of his subordinates, he couldn't say it directly.
After the Blood Knife Ancestor embarrassedly dodged Yaoyue's "Returning Horse Sword", he immediately became furious and said, "Two of them fighting one, what's the point of it!"
Murong Xue snorted softly, "That's because I think highly of you!"
Everyone burst into laughter. In recent years, disciples from the Blood Knife Sect have been entering the Central Plains, committing adultery, robbery, and committing all kinds of evil.
People in the martial arts world hate him very much and want to kill all the Blood Knife Sect, but their headquarters is far away in the Western Region and is beyond the reach of the whip.
Now that I see him suffering a loss, I naturally feel happy.
When the Blood Knife Ancestor heard the laughter of the crowd, he looked furious and flew up, slashing down with his sword.
His sword skills have always been very strange, and there are very few such straightforward moves. People also said that he was so angry that he lost his head and lost his mind.
Lian Xing saw that his move was simple, but the strong wind was rushing towards him. Knowing that he was extremely powerful, he used all his strength and stretched out his sword to block it.
The Blood Knife Ancestor smiled strangely, flicked the tip of the knife, and suddenly changed his move, slashing at Lian Xing's wrist.
Everyone was shocked. Once Gain's moves become old, it is difficult to change them, especially the moves with extremely high force. It is almost impossible to change the moves temporarily.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's sword strike just now was obviously very powerful, but it suddenly changed at the drop of a hat, which was really weird.
Lian Xing immediately retreated and with a loud "clang" sound, the long sword was knocked away. After the Blood Knife Ancestor landed on the ground, he slashed towards Lian Xing's neck.
This move was inevitable, and Murong Xue was about to take action to save him, when suddenly a long sword flew from the entrance of the hall. It went very fast and stabbed the ancestor of the Blood Knife in the throat.
The ancestor of the Blood Sword cherished his life very much. Feeling the awe-inspiring sword energy on the "Flying Sword", he no longer cared about Lian Xing and immediately struck back with his sword on the "Flying Sword".
The "Flying Sword" flew back, and suddenly a faint shadow flashed past the entrance of the hall. The long sword in the air was actually caught by a figure.
Immediately, the silhouette of the figure flew in front of the Blood Knife Ancestor and kicked out a series of mandarin duck kicks.
The Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. The thought "This person speeds up so fast" just flashed through his mind. "Bang bang bang", he was kicked several times in the chest and his body retreated continuously.
The blood knife ancestor's throat sweetened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a "pop" sound. The visitor seemed to be afraid of being contaminated by his blood, and did not bother to kick the last few kicks, and immediately used the force to flip backward and land on the ground.
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When everyone looked at her, she turned out to be another young girl in her twenties. She was dressed in light yellow clothes and had a cold and beautiful appearance. At first glance, compared to the previous Murong Xue, Wang Yuyan might be a little inferior.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that the cool and charming temperament is not comparable to that of the two young girls. For a while, the heroes couldn't tell who was more beautiful.
Wei Xiaobao looked at this and that, and thought to himself: "The number of top beauties in Yanziwu is even greater than that of Xiao Xuanzi's harem."
For a moment, he suspected that he had arrived in the Fairy Kingdom, and all he saw were fairy beauties. Then he felt very painful because none of these beauties were his wives, and his hatred for the legendary Murong Fu deepened.
The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect helped the Blood Knife Ancestor up. The Blood Knife Ancestor coughed two more mouthfuls of blood before his face softened. His eyes were filled with shock.
This woman was young, Du Qi quickly didn't say anything, and her inner strength was even greater than that of Lian Xing just now. She slowly asked: "Who is your Excellency?"
Before the woman could speak, Lian Xing said: "Sister Li, thank you for coming in time, otherwise I would really not be a match for this perverted monk."
It turned out that this woman was Li Mochou, the disciple Murong Fu had accepted ten years ago. At this time, she was already over thirty years old, but her face was that of a seventeen or eighteen year old woman.
At this time, Abi also returned to the hall, handed the token to Murong Xue, and whispered: "It's done."
Murong Xue nodded slightly. In fact, when she saw Li Mochou, she knew that the masters of the Blood Shadow Palace had been ambushed outside. She immediately spoke with confidence: "Who else wants to cause trouble for the Murong family? Just come forward!"
The heroes were shocked and thought to themselves, you girl, you really don’t know the heights of the world. Do you think that just because of this woman named Li, you can compete with everyone!
Li Mochou also glanced at everyone in the audience, her expressions were all cold.
Suddenly Huang Yaoshi stepped out and shouted, "Are you Li Mochou?"
Li Mochou glanced at him and her pupils shrank slightly. This old man was probably the most skilled in martial arts among these people. She said, "That's right, who are you?"
When Huang Yaoshi heard her admission, he smiled coldly, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that Cheng Ying is my disciple who entered the house."
"Cheng Ying..." Li Mochou murmured and suddenly said, "Are you Dongxie Huang Yaoshi?"
Huang Yaoshi was slightly startled. He accepted Cheng Ying as his disciple. He only knew a few people, and they were all close people. They would never tell anyone. How did Li Mochou know this!
But since he was recognized, there was nothing to deny, "Yes, it's me."