Chapter Ninety-Four: The Natal Sword
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With the exclamation of the White Crane Daoist, several blood-colored red lights flying out of Qiu Xinran's body swirled in the air several times, turning into three terrifying human heads and flying directly towards Yang Fan.
The three men had long teeth on their heads, red tongues spitting out, and red blood flowing from their eyes, unspeakable horror.
Yang Fan had never seen such a strange situation, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, he hurriedly waved the Nine Drives Sword, and a cold light flew straight out.
The three heads seemed to have some concern for the Nine Drives Sword, and when they saw the sword qi coming towards them, they hurriedly turned their heads and flew towards the White Crane Daoist again.
The White Crane Daoist hurriedly squatted down, chanted words in his mouth, first quickly pasted a few talismans on his body, and then took out a small bag of dog blood from his arms and sprinkled it directly at the three heads.
The three heads were even more frightened when they saw the blood, and they let out a whining howl from their mouths, and then retreated.
"Haha, I'll give you some more ingredients. Qiu Xinran screamed wildly, waved his left hand, and sprinkled a handful of blood again.
The color of the house changed, and the scenery began to change again.
"Everyone be careful. Taking advantage of the fact that the scenery had not changed, the White Crane Daoist hurriedly shouted loudly.
After the scenery changed, this time it was even more terrifying, only to see Zhao Xingye take a fixed look, and found that he was standing on a rugged path, with red blood rivers on both sides, and from time to time stretched out his incomplete palms from the blood river and grabbed them upward.
The air was filled with bursts of blood mist, and it was impossible to see the distant scenery at all.
Zhao Xingye saw through the blood mist, only to see a person standing in front of him, and his hand was pulling on that person's clothes.
The person turned his face, Zhao Xingye looked at it, and was immediately startled, it turned out that this person's head was exactly the same as the skull of the person flying in the sky just now.
But fortunately, the White Crane Daoist explained it just now, and Zhao Xingye knew that this was an illusion, so he quieted down.
"Don't be afraid, follow me. The skull grinned.
"I know. Zhao Xingye's upper and lower teeth began to fight.
Zhao Xingye had just followed the skeleton and walked two steps, and at this moment, another figure suddenly appeared, "Follow me." Don't run around. ”
Zhao Xingye saw that it was another skull.
"This must be a fake. Zhao Xingye thought that it was the White Crane Daoist who was holding the clothes with his hands.
Zhao Xingye lowered his head and couldn't help but be startled.
It turned out that his two hands were grasping the clothes of two people.
"Huh?" Zhao Xingye loosened the clothes of the two people with both hands, and stepped back in fright.
Frightened by his excess, he shook his body and looked like he was about to fall into the river of blood on the edge of the cliff.
At this moment, Zhao Xingye felt that his collar was being pulled and stabilized his figure.
"Thank you. Zhao Xingye habitually turned his head to thank him, but found that it was still a skull that pulled his collar.
Zhao Xingye suddenly let out another scream, he felt that he was about to be tortured and went crazy.
At this moment, I saw a skull from before roaring, and then took something out of its bosom and threw it into the sky.
A foul smell hit, Zhao Xingye immediately felt his internal organs churning, and he couldn't help but crawl to the ground and began to vomit.
As a result, I was very uncomfortable under this vomit, but my eyes were much brighter.
The original three skulls can now be seen to be Qiu Xinran and Baihe Daoren, and the one who pulled him just now behind him is Yang Fan.
Seeing the faces of the three people, Zhao Xingye breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that Qiu Xinran was trying to sneak near Zhao Xingye and kill the weakest one first, but he was found by the White Crane Daoist and fighting with him.
Qiu Xinran saw that Yang Fan was also coming, he knew that Yang Fan's martial arts were superb and he didn't dare to stand anymore, so he retreated and shrank back into the blood mist.
"Immortal Chief, what can I do. Zhao Xingye's teeth couldn't stop chattering.
"Hey, I thought that no matter how high Qiu Xinran's spell was, it wouldn't be too powerful, but I didn't know that he was really beyond my expectations. "The people of the White Crane Dao also find it very tricky.
"Big brother, why should we grow the ambition of others and destroy our own prestige. Yang Fan said loudly, "Even if we can't see where he is, it's better for us to stay here, I don't believe how long he can hold out with a broken arm." ”
Yang Fan's words reminded the White Crane Daoist.
"That's right, although we can't find Qiu Xinran, but one of his arms has been cut off by Yang Fan, why rush to find him?" "It's really smart, and it's foolish for a while. ”
"Come, come, the three of us sit on the ground, and stay here. "The White Crane Daoist has made up his mind.
Let Zhao Xingye sit between himself and Yang Fan.
Then the White Crane Daoist took out four small flags and threw them into the air, and the four small flags were firmly inserted in the four directions of their front and back, left and right.
"Don't panic, everyone, look at these four small flags, which small flag moves, it is the direction from which the enemy is attacking. The White Crane Taoist explained.
So the three of them looked at the four small flags intently, and no longer walked around.
"Horse, this kid, it's a good thing for me. Qiu Xinran listened to Yang Fan's words and cursed in his heart. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the enemy's panic and take advantage of the loophole.
In addition, one of his arms had been cut off by Yang Fan, and the blood was still flowing out, and he couldn't hold on for long, so he hoped for a quick victory.
However, Yang Fan's reminder, the three of the White Crane Daoists suddenly stopped panicking, and only defended and did not attack. It was embarrassing for him.
"I can't take care of the three of you, can't I clean up the others?" Qiu Xinran thought that there were still seven or eight bodyguards who had not been defeated, so he urged the three skeletons to let the skeletons attack the other bodyguards.
Zhao Xingye sat between the White Crane Dao and Yang Fan, although he felt that he was safe for the time being, but it was not certain who would survive to the end, so he was still uneasy in his heart.
At this time, the screams of the bodyguards came from time to time, and Zhao Xingye's heart was like opening a music team, and all kinds of rhythms poured out.
Yang Fan was also upset when he heard it.
He took out the pebbles and threw them around the screams, trying to help the bodyguards, but after the stones flew out, they sank into the sea like stones, and had no effect.
So in the torment of the three people, the bodyguard finally stopped calling, and was obviously killed.
"Everyone, be careful. The White Crane Daoist pointed to a small flag in front of him and said.
Yang Fan and Zhao Xingye saw the small flag in front of the White Crane Daoist and began to swing violently.
The three of them felt a yin wind rushing towards them, Yang Fan immediately stood up, first two pebbles flew out, and then he slashed down with both hands in the direction of the Nine Drives Sword.
At the moment when the sword wind fell, a skull happened to fly over, and when it saw Yang Fan's sword split, it couldn't help but let out a terrible scream, and then turned around and fled to the side.
Yang Fan's long sword turned and followed, just slashing at the side of the skeleton, only to hear a "click" sound, and a pile of fragments fell from the skull.
The skull screamed and fled into the blood mist.
"It's a shame. Yang Fan saw that a sword did not kill the skeleton, and immediately shouted pity.
"Here we go again. Zhao Xingye saw that the small flag on the right also moved.
"There's that too. The White Crane Daoist saw that the small flag behind him also began to tremble slightly.
"On all sides. Yang Fan swept it and saw that the four small flags were shaking.
"What the hell is going on. Zhao Xingye tightened the knife in his hand and shrank into a ball.
It turned out that Qiu Xinran saw that the White Crane Daoist had planted the small flag around, and he could predict his attack in advance, so he launched an attack from all sides.
For a while, the sky was filled with terrible screams, and suddenly a skull appeared from the blood mist, opened its big mouth, and bit Yang Fan directly.
"It's good to come. Yang Fan didn't panic at all, he swept the Nine Drives Sword sideways and swept towards the skull.
As soon as the skull couldn't bite it, it immediately turned around and bit at the White Crane Daoist.
The White Crane Daoist took out a peach sword and pointed it at the skull's mouth, and when the skeleton saw it, he hurriedly retreated.
The White Crane Daoist let out a sigh of relief, and at this moment, a skull flew over quietly, and saw that the White Crane Daoist was resisting another, so he gently opened his mouth and bit the back of the White Crane Daoist's neck.
"Be careful. Yang Fan suddenly saw it, and he didn't have time to pull the White Crane Daoist, so he stretched out his leg and swept it on the calf of the White Crane Daoist.
The White Crane Daoist body was lying on his stomach, and the skull bit over his head.
The skull clenched its teeth up and down, but it didn't bite anything, it could only look back at the White Crane Daoist in disappointment, and then flew away.
"Thank you, brother. The White Crane Daoist wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"Look, why is the flag on fire?" Zhao Xingye screamed, pointing to the four flags on the ground.
At this time, Bai Hedao and Yang Fan found that the four small flags were all emitting green flames.
In a few moments, the four small flags burned to ashes.
"Good thief, dare to burn my little flag. "The people of the White Crane Dao are heartbroken to see it.
Only then did he understand that Qiu Xinran pretended to attack just now, but he really ruined the flag.
"Big brother, what can I do about this?" Yang Fan saw that the flag was destroyed, so he asked urgently.
"Horse, I fought with him. The White Crane Daoist sat down on the ground, took out a small bottle from his arms, and then recited words in his mouth.
I saw a burst of white smoke coming out of the mouth of the bottle, and then a small black sword came out of the mouth of the bottle.
The small black sword swirled around the mouth of the bottle and stopped above the mouth of the bottle.
"What is this?" Yang Fan was curious.
"The Natal Flying Sword I refined, it seems that I am going to be seriously ill at least once this time. The White Crane Daoist cried with a sad face.
"There is such a strict zhòng. Yang Fan asked.
"Don't stop being strict, if you're not careful, you can lose your life, if this sword of mine is destroyed, this will be considered my death. The White Crane Daoist said.
The little black sword seemed to understand the words of the White Crane Daoist, and flew over from the mouth of the bottle and hung down on the White Crane Daoist's chest.
"Come on. Bai Crane shouted, and then stretched out his index finger and middle finger with his right hand to form a sword duel.
The small black sword also immediately crossed the chest of the White Crane Daoist, shaking back and forth, eager to try.