Chapter 387: Messy Blood Flying Knife

Zhao Rui's question was not answered, there was silence at the scene, and the big stone in the hearts of Jiang Lao and Lu Siye hung up again, could it be that it was still difficult to escape fate after all?

Zhao Guangqi looked back, got Zhao Rui's signal, hesitated for a moment, and slowly took a step, wanting to spare the flying knife hanging in the air.

But no matter which direction he moved from, he always felt that the flying knife was also moving with him, was it an illusion?

Obviously, the thin flying knife has always been in a certain position, and it has not moved a single bit!

This is the secret master against me!

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Guangqi's forehead, staring at the flying knife in a daze, the dazzling blue color was so brilliant and dazzling in the dark night, but the killing intent conceived inside made him unable to appreciate it at all.

"Senior, what advice do you have? Please also speak, my Zhao family is duty-bound......"

Zhao Guangqi asked tremblingly, but his reaction made everyone present look sideways, if I heard it wrong, Zhao Guangqi's voice seemed to tremble?

Lu Siye and Jiang Lao glanced at each other, and it was difficult to calm down in their hearts, I am afraid that the cultivation of the person who helped him can be comparable to Lu Ming, right? Who is he? Why should he help himself?

"Your Zhao family, your Zhao family, one Zhao family, is the Zhao family very awesome? More awesome than the Demon Dao? Then why are you still devoting yourself to the Demon Dao?"

Ling Ran's voice suddenly sounded, echoing around Lu Siye, and it was difficult to judge where it came from.

Zhao Guangqi gritted his teeth and didn't reply, his body suddenly started, and his right hand quickly grabbed Lu Siye with lightning speed!

"Brush!"

The azure blue flashed in mid-air again, and another flying knife with a brilliant blue color quickly shot at Zhao Guangqi, this time faster and more ruthless!

If you force your hand, even if you don't die, you will inevitably be seriously injured on the spot, and then a flying knife will be issued, I'm afraid you will not be able to escape death......

Zhao Guangqi had no choice but to turn around and retreat sharply, back and forth, but in the blink of an eye, the two had already fought for several rounds.

Retreating to the original place, Zhao Guangqi looked up, the two flying knives were side by side in the air, trembling and towering, obviously so small and exquisite, like an extremely precious work of art, it seemed that the wind could blow it away, but it contained terrifying power, threatening the life of a peak powerhouse at every turn, it was terrifying!

This has simply become a mountain between him and Lu Siye!

An impassable mountain!

Vainly attempting to pass over is only self-destruction!

Time gradually passed, and Zhao Rui finally couldn't help but urge: "Uncle Guangqi, you can't complete the task, Demon Dao...... We ......"

"Damn it...... Come here, come on!"

Zhao Guangqi was a little angry, and turned around to greet the Demon Dao disciples who had been temporarily sent to serve as cannon fodder.

A group of demon Dao disciples did not hesitate, and swarmed towards Lu Siye in all directions

And Zhao Guangqi retreated into the crowd, staring and observing the surroundings, mobilizing his greatest perception to find out the owner of the flying knife in secret.

But he was disappointed, the more he searched, the greater the horror in his heart, no matter how he mobilized his mind, there was no other aura fluctuation in the air, let alone a little, a slight, not a trace of divine consciousness power.

It's as if there is no such person at the scene!

But if there is no one, how can the flying knives hovering in the air be explained?

A frightened thought crossed Zhao Guangqi's heart: Unless the owner of this flying knife has a strength far beyond his own!

He is a peak powerhouse of the Jiedan, and he is also the top cultivator closest to the cultivation ceiling!

Even though he has taken a lot of pills and borrowed a lot of external forces, this does not mean that the strength of the peak powerhouse of the Jie Dan has become a cabbage!

What kind of cultivation is he? Could it be that this person is a powerhouse in the Yuanying realm?

"Gollum ......"

Zhao Guangqi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as soon as he thought of his "little Jiedan peak powerhouse", he actually went to detect such a powerful existence in vain, he couldn't help but stand on end, and cold sweat flowed!

If it is the existence of a true Yuanying powerhouse, the other party will definitely be able to detect his own exploration, as long as the other party has just released his divine consciousness and attacked his own detection divine consciousness head-on, he can easily crush all his thinking.

In that case, I'm an idiot now......

An irrepressible fear arose, how many times had it been since Zhao Guangqi wanted to pull his legs and run, but once he left and did not complete the task assigned by the Demon Dao, there would be no place for him and Zhao Rui in the world......

Run, make a feud with the devil, and never die!

If you don't run, you may have to make a feud with a Yuanying powerhouse, it is also a death, both horizontal and vertical, so why not fight? That Yuanying powerhouse does not come forward, and Lu Siye is so fragile, as long as he finds the right time to kill her, he can also cause turmoil in the Lu family, and he still has a way to live when the time comes......

Just when Zhao Guangqi was constantly thinking about the gains and losses, the disciples of the Demon Dao finally came to the flying knife, they had already lost their minds when they practiced the magic skills, and became puppets driven by the demon Dao at will, so they were naturally not afraid of the threat of the flying knife, and directly crossed the flying knife and reached out to grab Lu Siye!

Looking at the pale arm stretched out, Lu Siye suddenly shrank his pupils, and his mouth opened slightly.

I saw that the two flying knives carried a brilliant blue tail flame, as if turning into a dexterous elf, shuttling back and forth among the demon disciples, blood and flesh became the original materials for the flying knife carving artwork, elegant and accurate, every minute and every millimeter were mastered and scored, and the chaos of the flying knife wielding made people obsessed and intoxicated.

There is no scream, no wailing, when the flying knife is slashed, it is the time when the god of death reaps life, fast, ruthless, accurate, interpreting what is the real art of killing!

Such exquisite sword skills, such a sharp harvest, this is the feast presented by Mo Li, and only he can be familiar with the various exercises performed by demon cultivators, and only as a divine doctor, can killing people be as fast and skilled as saving people!

"Huh...... Just now, my life was yours, and now, my life is mine!"

Mo Li's deep voice seemed to sound in Zhao Guangqi's ears, like thunder, Zhao Guangqi couldn't care about any tasks anymore, his body rose from the ground, and he turned around and was about to flee away.

"Bloody Killing Array!"

Countless flying knives wrapped in blue light, cutting through the dark night, as if painting on a black curtain, is just the price of artwork, is human life!

Zhao Guangqi couldn't track the traces of the flying knives flying with a mysterious rhythm, only to see them flying back and forth, spinning in the air, and then ending with their own bodies, and finally stopped.

And Zhao Guangqi's own life trajectory finally came to a halt......

"Mo Li, isn't it you?"

Lu Siye stared blankly at the lives that had passed away in front of him, suddenly remembered something, and shouted into the darkness.