Trail of the Blood Knife

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Early in the morning, in addition to the disciples who stayed behind, all the disciples in the sect came to the Drifting Snow Square, and the square was divided into four directions, southeast, northwest and eight sword platforms, and there was a huge sword platform opposite the main entrance of the Snow Hall.

The other eight platforms were already surrounded by disciples in the sect, and it was a bit eye-catching to look snow-white at a glance.

Xue Qingtian in the Drifting Snow Hall frowned slightly, obviously he had encountered something to be solved, but the matter that could make a generation of sword god Xue Qingtian have such an expression would definitely not be a trivial matter.

Nangong Xuanbing was not in the hall, and there were only the other sword-wielding masters of the four peaks in the hall, and he was looking unclear at this time, so why did the head of the sect summon four people to come at this time. I don't know that the sword competition is starting outside, Xia Shaoqing and Xu Ping are the most happy about such a bustle.

It's just that the head of the sect ordered to come and have to come.

Xue Qingtian was silent for a long time, his face was serious, and he slowly spoke: "Yesterday, there was no eyebrows about the Haotian Divine Sword, and the Divine Sword has already been psychic, since it has no reaction, it must be that monster who has fled far away." ”

Xia Shaoqing first said: "It must be the case, the head of the sect already knows what is the matter with summoning me and others here now?"

Xue Qingtian saw Xia Shaoqing's eyes looking out of the hall from time to time, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while, these few people in the Heart Drifting Snow Sect were also famous in the land of Fengzhou, but they were more strange than the other, making people speechless.

"It's for another thing, I'm sure you still remember when Gao Feng brought back a mortal boy?"

Except for Gao Feng, the other three of the four people all looked strange, and Wu Xiaoling snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with the sect master, and now he has come to show off.

Feeling the expressions of several people, Xue Qingtian still said with a serious face: "What kind of injuries did the mortal boy's feet injure, do you remember?"

The faces of the four of them changed in unison, and they nodded: "Blood Demon Knife." ”

"That's right, it's the matter of the Blood Demon Knife, and this Blood Demon Knife refining method is from a new sect in the world - the Blood Knife Gate. ”

The four of them were stunned, and Wu Xiaoling first came back to her senses and said, "But now the first gate of the Demon Dao that is in the limelight in the rivers and lakes, the Blood Knife Gate?"

Xue Qingtian nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"The meaning of the sect is that the matter of the blood demon knife disciple is inseparable from this blood knife gate? It's just that although the power of this blood knife sect is not small, it will not be boring to the point of slaughtering mortals everywhere to refine the blood demon knife, and the blood demon knife refined in this way is afraid that it will not become a climate, but this method of refining weapons is really punished by everyone. ”

Xu Ping is rare and serious, and it can be seen that she has put a lot of thought into this blood demon knife.

Xue Qingtian said slowly: "The Blood Knife Sect has always acted extremely strangely, although it has attacked and killed my righteous people many times, but it is very rare to take the initiative to slaughter secular mortals, although it cannot be ruled out that there are a very small number of extreme demon cultivators, but there has been no head-on conflict with my Drifting Snow Sect so far, after that blood demon was killed by Gao Feng, the Blood Knife Sect did not react at all, and even the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect within a radius of a hundred miles of the Drifting Snow Sect did not have a single point. ”

Xia Shaoqing suddenly said coldly: "What is the intention of the sect master?

Xue Qingtian sighed softly: "I intend to hold the sword of the blue sky and slash the world's demons. Last night, there was a fairy sound view lord who passed the book lightly, and even the Xiaoxiang Pavilion master, who has always been low-key and rarely asks about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, also passed the book. It is said that many disciples of this Blood Knife Sect have blatantly appeared in the burial place thousands of miles away from my Drifting Snow Sect. ”

The faces of the four of them changed slightly, all four of them had heard of this place of burial, according to legend, it was the place where the blood clan and the Quartet Orthodox Path cultivators shed their blood during the great war many years ago, and it could be said that every grass and tree there was blood-red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Ordinary mortals can't get close at all, and if they force in, they will only end up with a bloody death, which is extremely weird.

"Xiaoxiang Pavilion is only a long time older than my Piaoxue Sect, and its pavilion master is even more of a master in the world, I don't know if there is any clear news?" Xia Shaoqing frowned and asked.

Xue Qingtian shook his head and said, "Xiaoxiang Pavilion and Xianyin Guan sent a few young masters in the sect to investigate a few days ago, but there was no news back. ”

The faces of the four of them were slightly moved, the place where the blood was buried is said to be the place where hundreds of millions of blood were buried, and now no one knows where the bones that shed blood are buried? The world takes it for granted that these bones are buried in the ground of the place where the blood is buried, where there are countless predecessors' divine soldiers and fairy swords.

"According to the records of my sect's annals, for countless years, people in the Demon Gate and Demon Dao have been in and out of the place of burial for only one thing. ”

Wu Xiaoling frowned and said, "What does the Palm Sect refer to?"

"The body of the first patriarch of the Ancient Blood Clan. There is another thing, but it is the personal weapon of the patriarch of the ancient blood clan. ”

"What is it?" all four asked in unison.

Xue Qingtian was silent, obviously either didn't know or didn't want to say it, and the four of them didn't ask.

"I plan to wait for this big competition, let a few disciples who have obtained the inheritance of the Sword Shrine send down the mountain to go to the place of burial of blood, firstly, to find out what the hell this Blood Knife Sect is doing, and secondly, if I really meet the thing of the Blood Clan, I will definitely be able to destroy it with the sword of my Sword Shrine, so as not to cause disaster to the world. ”

The four of them nodded, Gao Feng's face was a little strange, and Xue Qingtian felt that the hatred that Gao Feng had when he heard the words "Blood Knife Gate" would not be fake.

Snowy Peak Plaza.

The crowd is not lively, because the marks around the eight high platforms are different, the distribution of the number of people is not so even, this is unavoidable, some disciples are popular and naturally there are many onlookers, and some disciples are basically not famous in the sect and no one cares.

At this moment, the sky was just past breakfast time, the cool breeze on the top of the mountain blew slightly, there was a trace of indescribable coolness, Tang Feng was still sitting in a wheelchair, but it was just made of pure wood, at first Tang Feng was still worried that this wooden wheelchair could withstand the power of this Soul Heavenly Sword, but he was worried that it was redundant.

After Nangong Xuanbing sent Xu Hui back to the Sword Pavilion, he didn't ask Tang Feng much about the origin of this sword, if it was a divine soldier, it would naturally be obtained by a fateful person, and if it was a magic weapon, the divine sword would definitely not dare to be unsheathed in the sky - Tang Feng directly pulled out the sword in front of Nangong Xuanbing and handed the scabbard to Nangong Xuanbing.

The scabbard weighs a thousand catties! Nangong Xuanbing's personal experience, when he was shocked, he couldn't help but be puzzled by Tang Feng's strange adventure, and wanted to find an opportunity to ask Xue Qingtian.

Walking forward calmly and aimlessly, suddenly the figure of Xianyinguan and his party appeared in front of him, and the Mei Venerable nodded slightly at Tang Feng, without expression.

Tang Feng remembered yesterday's words in his heart, and felt a slight pain. Feeling the heartache of his master, the snow-white long sword beside him flashed a faint coolness, which suddenly pulled Tang Feng's mind into silence.

"Huh? Isn't this the eldest prince of Tang?

Suddenly, the voice sounded behind Tang Feng, if it weren't for Tang Feng's stunned mind just now, he would have found out that the person who came was the dead fat man who looked extremely unhappy with him.

He turned his head slightly and said, "If you want to die, I don't mind." ”

The voice was like a dead soul rising from the Nine Shadows! Slowly falling into the ears of He Hai, the fat man, He Fat Man shivered fiercely, and his body involuntarily took two steps back.

"You!

Tang Feng ignored him anymore and slowly moved forward.

"Senior Brother He, how are you?" came the exclamations of several disciples behind him, and then He Hai snorted coldly:

"It's okay, why is this kid becoming more and more evil?" Hmph, let you go this time, and when I get the inheritance qualification, I will let you become the sacrificial sword of my He Hai expedition to the Blood Sword Gate!" The voice was extremely small, but it couldn't escape Tang Feng's ears.

Tang Feng's figure stopped suddenly, he didn't know where this fat man heard about the Blood Knife Gate, however, this Blood Knife Gate must have something to do with the Blood Demon who had injured him in the first place.

Tang Feng suddenly had the appearance of Gao Feng in his mind, this kind of thing must have been said by Gao Feng "accidentally" to He Fatty!

"All of a sudden, I wanted to go to this boring competition. ”

Tang Feng muttered to himself, and walked straight in the direction of the Drifting Snow Hall, he was going to find Nangong Xuanbing.