Blood flowed into his eyes, and everything in front of him was blood-colored.

Heaven and earth upside down.

Ling Blade unbuckled his seat belt, his bulky body hit the roof of the car, and Lu Min on the side was already unconscious, his face covered in blood.

Ling Blade wanted to help her unfasten her seat belt, but the buckle was stuck, and Ling Blade secretly urged the Fire Cloud Divine Skill, and the red light on his body flickered slightly.

Ling Blade directly tore the seat belt apart, Lu Min fell into his arms, and he took Lu Min to climb out of the frame of the burning car.

Ling Jian had just crawled out, and in front of him was a pair of leather shoes, a pair of polished leather shoes.

Ling Jian raised his head slightly, and the foot in leather shoes kicked directly at his front door.

Ling Blade was directly kicked into the air.

The nasal cavity was filled with blood.

I didn't recover from the explosion just now, and I didn't have the ability to resist.

Looking at the man in leather shoes through the blood in the corner of his eye, he was a young man, dressed in a purple suit, with a pale face under the curly white hair, without a trace of blood on his face, sunken eyes, and a maniacal smile.

"Cub of the Demon Sect Master, I'm sorry. ”

The boy took a sip of it.

Until the other party is coming at him.

Standing up slowly, the boy raised a kick and kicked it directly in Ling Blade's chest.

Before he could stand firm, he was knocked down again.

"You bastard, you still work in the bureau like a dog, go die!"

The white-haired boy pulled out a cylindrical tin can from his waist.

There was a pull tab on the tin can, and he picked it up with his fingers, making the tin can shake in his hand.

With a flick of his hand, the iron can had already shot and flew towards Ling Blade.

Although Ling Blade didn't know what was inside the tin can, he could guess that if he was hit by the tin can, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The tin can flew in the air and was stopped by a hand.

A very good-looking hand with slender fingers and fair skin.

The owner of the hand is a young man, his facial features are as handsome as a woman, the lines are very tough, a flowing blue hair, his skin is extraordinarily fair, and he is wearing a Taoist robe, which is very elegant.

His hand didn't seem to be very hard, just a gentle push, and the tin can moved with the movement of his hand, he moved very slowly and softly, and the tin can fluttered in the air with his movements, as if it had lost its weight.

His movements were as graceful as a dance, and the tin can was lifted from his hand and fell steadily to the ground.

Ling Jian was shocked by what he saw, he had never seen such a beautiful man and such graceful movements, as if he had descended from the sky.

"Song Ziqin, did I provoke you by recruiting you?" said the white-haired young man dissatisfied.

"The Alliance just asked the Tang Sect disciples to bring him over, who made you suffer ruthlessly? Tang Shiyi. Song Ziqin's voice is also a strong and heavy bass.

Tang Shiyi scratched his head dissatisfiedly: "Your bull's nose is funny, the Demon Sect people are very cunning, I don't subdue him ruthlessly, what if he is countered?"

Song Ziqin slowly approached Ling Jian and Lu Min, stretched out his fingers and slowly touched the necks of the two: "They are still alive." ”

"Here, get them in the car. Song Ziqin said this, and picked up the blade on his back.

Ling Jian is still conscious now, but he can't move, and is carried by Song Ziqin like a plaything.

On the other side, Tang Shiyi walked into Lu Min and squatted down to look at Lu Min: "This chick is quite handsome." ”

Tang Shiyi licked his bloodless lips, put his hand into Lu Min's wide sweatshirt, and kneaded it.

"This chick is quite in shape!" Tang Shiyi shouted frantically.

Ling Blade saw it, but the severe injury made him unable to scream.

"Tang Shiyi!" Song Ziqin shouted loudly, not angry and arrogant.

Tang Shiyi instantly withdrew his hand and picked up Lu Min on his back: "The bull's nose is really incomprehensible. After speaking, he sneaked his hand to Lu Min's buttocks.

Ling Blade slowly lost consciousness on Song Ziqin's back.

When he woke up, he heard a voice full of energy, and Ling Jian recognized it.

It was the head of the group, Zong Shan, who woke up in a daze and saw Lu Min sitting beside him.

Standing in front of Zongshan and himself were seven holographic projection figures.

Presumably, this is the head of the seven major factions that make up the Martial Arts Alliance

"The Martial Arts Alliance will attack the leader and deputy leader of the management bureau on the street. Zong Yi questioned.

"The Alliance has recommended the arrest of the son of the Demon Sect Master, and now that he has become a staff member of the Authority, we need to intervene. ”

The middle of the seven holographic projections was a thin old man with a white goatee and wearing the same robe as Song Ziqin.

Ling Jian saw a line of small words floating directly above the holographic projection, representing everyone's identity.

Ling Jian saw the words on the old man's head: Wudang head Qingxu Dao Chief.

"And ah, my family eleven also saw their actions to resist!"

"What nonsense!" Ling Blade thought and wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't speak at all, and even lost his strength all over his body, and looked at the speaker.

He was fat, wearing a luxurious purple robe, and had this line on his head:

"Tang Hu, the head of the Tang Sect. ”

According to what he said, he should be Tang Shiyi's father.

"My client told me a different version of the story. Zong Yi said.

Ling Jian looked at Lu Min and exchanged glances.

"Moreover, the League has never been the upper echelon of the Authority. ”

"But his existence has affected the order of the entire martial arts, and the head of the general team, and even the remnant party alliance of the Demon Sect must intervene. ”

The speaker was an old monk with a white beard hanging down to his chest and a wrinkled face.

Ling Jian recognized this person, the abbot of Shaolin and the abbot of Muqing.

"Not to mention getting him to work for the Authority. Beside Abbot Muqing, there was a hunchbacked old man wearing torn clothes and a face full of dirt and extremely ugly, and he took over the words.

It reads on the head: Beggar Gang Leader Cangsan.

"The Authority hired him after a thorough investigation, and you know, after our investigation, Ling Blade has nothing to do with the Demon Cult. ”

"Hmph!" interjected in an extremely domineering voice.

The man was bald, muscular and dressed in a traditional red horse coat.

On the head is written: The head of the Kunlun faction, Tai Yulong.

"And the martial arts people won't accept it because of this, the son of the Demon Sect Master, right?" Tai Yulong was next to a middle-aged woman dressed as a nun: the head of the Emei faction, Master Yue.

There was also a woman standing next to Master Yue.

The woman is not very old, around thirty years old, wearing a retro pink Hanfu, her face is like white jade, slightly glowing red, a pair of charming eyes are like peach blossoms, thin lips are slightly pursed, looking at the Ling blade on the chair, she is the head of the Diancang faction, and the flowers are traceless.

"Well, then, let's do what we do. Tai Yulong said.

"Lao Li'er?"

"The Forge of Onishima. Qingxu Daoist explained: "That's an old tradition, if a disciple who has been expelled from the sect wants to be re-accepted by the martial arts, he has to defeat more than half of the disciples of the Seven Great Sects in Ghost Island. ”

"It's a wonderful way. Abbot Muqing said: "The Lingjian donor is also to be accepted by the martial arts, and it is the best according to Lao Li'er." ”

Everyone looked at Ling Jian and Lu Min.

Ling Jian couldn't speak, he just wanted to refuse, he only thought about how he could beat these decent disciples.

Lu Min stood up: "We agree." ”

Ling Jian stared at her in disbelief, and his heart was messy.