Chapter 482: Qingshui Hermit School!
Buzz—"
The hum of the Blood Demon Knife grew louder and louder, and the shadows that were shuttling quickly slowed down a bit, and the process continued.
"Cut! Evil Sect Crooked! Eat Uncle I will stab!" A sturdy figure more than two meters tall rushed out, and the wide-mouthed broadsword in his hand slashed at Wari's head.
There was no movement on the part of Wari, or rather...... No one could see his movements.
The stout man who was more than two meters tall was about to cut off Wari's head, but the maniacing watch suddenly froze in the air, and then, I saw him slowly lower his head and look at the reddish blade at his mouth in disbelief.
Wari held the Blood Demon Knife flat, the knife had already passed through the strong man's mouth, and in the next second, the strong man's body more than two meters tall suddenly shriveled up, and soon shrunk into a mass of dried corpses that was only two-thirds the size of before.
The Wali drew the Blood Demon Knife from the dried corpse without a surface, only to see that the light on the Blood Demon Knife was shining brightly at this time, and the buzzing sound seemed to be a pleasant sound.
The other shadows in the woods stopped, staring at the dried corpse lying on the ground in a daze, their eyes full of surprise and fear.
"Tell me...... Who are you, and who sent you?" Wari's cold, murderous voice reached everyone's ears.
There was no doubt that he would kill the others present in the next moment, without a trace of feeling, only pure to the extreme killing intent and ferocity.
"One...... Let's go up and kill him!" shouted from someone else, and all the shadows rushed over, their swords galloping towards the vital points on the Wari.
The screams rang out one after another, and after the sword light and sword shadows, nearly twenty shadows fell under Wari's feet, and in his left hand, he was pinching the neck of the last survivor, and the blood demon knife in his right hand was even more red, and the humming sound seemed to be an endless thirst for blood.
"Say, who told you to find me?!Who the hell are you!" Wari said in a cold, terrifying voice.
The survivor who was choked by the neck and covered in blood had tears and snot flowing down his face at this time, and his body hanging in the air struggled desperately, his limbs swaying wildly but to no avail, with a look of horror and despair.
"I ...... We...... Uh-"
Just as the survivor was too frightened to speak, a silver-white arrow feather emerged from front of him and continued to charge towards Wari at an undiminished speed.
Wari was startled at first, opened his mouth, and bit the tip of the arrow directly, but the impact still shook his whole face numb, and a mouthful of steel teeth seemed to be loose.
The person in his hand was pierced by the arrow feather, and he was completely lifeless, and Wari spat out the arrow in his mouth, and threw the corpse in his hand in the direction where the arrow feather came from.
"Whoosh-"
There was another sound of arrow feathers piercing the air, and the thrown corpse was nailed to a thick tree trunk, and the position where the arrow was inserted was quite terrifying, it was the center of the corpse's eyebrows.
"Who the hell is it?!, sneaky people don't dare to come out and see it!" Wari roared angrily.
"It is worthy of the famous Vano Holy First Ada, known as the vampire demon Wari, who has heard of it for a long time and is not as good as seeing it, in the Shimoshimizu hermit school, Mo Hai. ”
With the sound of this clear voice, a middle-aged man in a green robe appeared in Wari's sight, holding a green dragon bent bow, a bamboo tube of silver arrow feathers on his back, and a green silk with vertical shoulders, quite a little
Immortal energy.
Wari squinted at the visitor, and suddenly sneered on his cold face, "I thought it was anyone, it turned out to be the old Ada of the Moya tribe, who committed a felony and defected from the tribe two years ago, and actually became a hermit of the idle clouds and wild cranes here." ”
Mo Hai did not change his face in the face of Wari's sneer, and said lightly: "The old man's matter caused an uproar at the beginning, but there are very few people who know inside, but now the world is always proud, it is better to be a relaxed hermit." ”
Wari snorted coldly, "Okay, I am ambushed here, trying to take my Blood Demon Knife from me, doing these shady things, and talking about myself like an immortal, do you want that old face anymore!"
"Haha!Wari, you say that my brother defected to the tribe, you are not the same?!"
A hearty laugh sounded, and a strong shadow fell from the sky, although the person who came was completely opposite to Mo Hai in terms of material, but the appearance between the two eyebrows was a little similar, but the rough smile was obviously another style.
Seeing this person, Wari's watch became solemn, "Who are you?"
The rugged and strong man laughed again: "I am the leader of the Qingshui Hermit Sect, Mo Shan! I am also the uncle who wants to take your head today!"
In the western part of the Cupis continent, there are not only the forces of various tribes entrenched here, but also some powerful characters or mysterious forces, the most of which are hermits, and the forces composed of hermits are called schools.
And these hermits and the people of these schools are mostly formed spontaneously by some rootless people who have no tribe, they are either survivors and flees who have been wiped out of the tribe, or people who have committed serious crimes and defected from the tribe.
The hermits in the school are often outlaws, and most of them have been living a bloody business for a long time, and this Qingshui hermit school is also famous in the local area for hundreds of miles, but Wari, who is the first Ada, the first saint of Vano, naturally will not pay attention to this kind of power before.
"Who told you that I defected to the Sacred Tribe, and I have not committed a single crime, so why do you say that I have defected to the tribe?!" Wari asked sharply.
Mo Shan laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Wari, don't you fake the tiger anymore, the news from the Mandala tribe is as fast as the wind, you have left the Vano Holy Tribe, the news is conclusive, do you still want to deny it?"
Warry froze, a shadow came to his mind, Alice!
He had already decided to leave the Vano Holy Tribe, only Alice knew, but he didn't expect that in this day, all his affairs were completely revealed.
A trace of bitterness spread in his heart, and Wari pursed his lips with a wry smile, and the Blood Demon Knife in his hand tightened.
"In that case, what else is there to say? Come on, you want to take my head and see how good you are!"
Mo Shan sneered, took off the wide knife hanging from his waist, and waved it in the air a few times at will, and the sound of whirring wind sounded.
"Brother, you will be on my side to assist me in a while, and we can't be careless when dealing with the Blood Demon Knife. ”
Mo Hai still had a gentle smiling face, but the Qinglong Bow in his hand had been raised slightly forward, and a silver arrow feather had also been mounted.
Wari's red eyes looked at the two Moshan and Mohai brothers, and the soles of his feet slowly rubbed against the ground
face, ready to strike at any time. These two people are by no means simple, Mo Hai he knows some, the old Ada, who has been famous for a long time in the western region, has a green dragon and a cloud arrow in one hand, according to legend, once stood at one end of the rope bridge, but forced thousands of people not to dare to cross the bridge, so as to become famous in the western region.
As Mo Hai's brother Mo Shan, Wari knows very little and has never served in any tribe, which shows that he has fallen into the grass a long time ago, and he has been able to form a faction among the hermits and become the master of a faction for many years and has a prominent reputation, naturally he is not an ordinary person, and his strength is much stronger than that of the Ada of the ordinary tribe.
"Whoosh-"
Mo Hai quickly struck with arrows, and the silver arrow came in an instant, and Wari's head tilted and flew past the tip of his ear, leaving a faint blood mark on it.
"Whoosh-"
The arrow feathers came one after another, and he couldn't see Mo Hai's arrows at all, the speed was staggering, and for a while, Wari could only dodge in embarrassment.
"Haha! The jumping clown took the spirit knife in vain! He will only run away, so he should quickly offer the spirit knife to your uncle and I will enjoy it!"
With the sound of ridicule, Mo Shan raised a wide knife in his hand and slashed at Wari, the action was simple and direct, but there was no flaw in all of them, although it was a wild way, but this was a real skill that could only be practiced after a hundred battles.
"Bang-"
Wari dodged another arrow feather, and the Blood Demon Knife in his hand collided with Mo Shan's wide knife, and under the blow, the two sides were evenly matched, and they were only shocked to take a step back.
"Whoosh-" The successive arrows continued to loom over Wari, forcing Warri to dodge again as soon as he could gain his footing.
Mo Hai's attack is indeed troublesome, the Qinglong Youyun Arrow in one hand is accurate and ruthless, and it is continuous, there is no way to draw his mind to deal with Mo Shan, who is also very strong, if it is only to deal with one of them, the current Wari is absolutely confident that he will take his life within ten moves, but the tacit understanding between these two people is incomparable, and it is very difficult to deal with.
Wari dodged the galloping arrow feathers and took advantage of the gap in the middle to get closer to Mo Hai, who had to get rid of the threat of Mo Hai's long-range attack first.
"Wari! What are you running away from! Your main opponent is me, hahahaha!"
Mo Shan saw what Wari thought, and bullied him again with a wide knife, and between the fights of swords and swords, he did not fight with him, and every time he hit a few times, he retreated, and let Mo Hai's arrows come to deal with Wari, and when he saw the opportunity, he went up and made up for two more knives, and kept scolding and provoking in his mouth, but he never really confronted him head-on.
"Bastard, if you have the guts, fight me head-on!" Wari roared, and the Blood Demon Knife in his hand swung down fiercely, and a red light knife wind struck, cutting all the arrows into two and falling to the ground.
"Grandpa is fed up with your noise!
Looking at Wari, who was like a killing god rushing towards him, Mo Shan broke out in a cold sweat and shouted: "Mo Hai!
"Whoosh-"
At the same time, three arrows feathered out and pointed directly at Wari, but this time, Wari didn't dodge or dodge, staring straight at Moshan with red eyes, and killing him without slowing down.
"Puff, puff, puff—"
The sound of arrows entering the room sounded, and Wari, who had three arrows stuck in front of him, had already rushed in front of Mo Shan at this time, and shouted angrily, "Go and die!"