Three Wudang disciples, although they fell into the disadvantage.

However, although they cannot win, they will not be defeated in a short time.

As long as they delay for a while longer, when their senior brother arrives, this remnant of the Blood Demon Sect will not be able to escape.

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect had also guessed their intentions, and seeing that the situation was about to become passive if this continued.

He decided to come up with a trick to press the bottom of the box.

He looked at the Wudang disciple in front of him and said viciously: "Today, I will let you see, the Dafa of my Blood Demon Sect, go to death!"

There was a bang, like the sound of a sword unsheathed.

A Wudang disciple felt a bewitching blood light bloom in front of him.

Then he lost consciousness.

Chen Xinzhu in the distance could see clearly.

I saw the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect, the palm of his right hand in the shape of a knife.

The bewitching blood-colored sword light slashed down along his palm.

A line of blood emerged from the forehead of the Wudang disciple.

Instantly covered the whole body.

Poof, blood splattered.

This Wudang disciple was split in half by a blood-colored hand knife.

It all happened so fast.

By the time the other two Wudang disciples reacted, it was too late.

"Senior Brother......

However, the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect didn't give them time to be sentimental.

I saw that after he had killed one of them, he turned around and killed the other.

Although the Wudang disciples who were attacked were already prepared, they were still seriously injured in a few moves.

At this time, Chen Xinzhu was still far away, and he couldn't help.

Looking at the battle situation in the distance, Chen Xinzhu secretly regretted why he hadn't learned a light martial art.

Seeing that the second Wudang disciple was about to die tragically at the hands of the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect.

At this moment, a stone suddenly shot from a distance.

In an instant, it hit the hand knife of the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect.

Just listen to the sound of the bang.

It's like a sword colliding.

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect was beaten back three times in a row.

Looking at his right hand again, the bewitching blood-colored sword light had disappeared, revealing his bloody right hand.

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect was shocked in his heart and looked in the direction where the stone was shooting.

Has the master of the Wudang Sect arrived?

I'm afraid this kind of power is a second-rate master, right?

At this time.

A Wudang disciple rushed from the direction where the stone was shot.

In an instant, it landed in front of the two Wudang disciples.

The two Wudang disciples were overjoyed when they saw someone coming.

"Senior Brother Fang, you're here. ”

"Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Zhao was killed by that remnant of the Blood Demon Sect. ”

Fang Lin glanced at the two injured junior disciples, and then at the corpses of senior brother Zhao on the ground, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"I understand everything, and then leave it to me, two junior brothers, you take Senior Brother Zhao's corpse and stay away first. ”

At this moment, the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect on the opposite side looked at him and smiled.

"I thought there was some kind of master, but it turned out to be a third-rate outer disciple.

What's the use of that? The three of them together are no match for me, so what can you do alone?

Since there are no second-rate level masters coming. Leave your lives behind, then. ”

After speaking, a bewitching blood-colored sword light appeared in the hand of the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect again.

Kill the Wudang disciples on the opposite side.

But when Fang Lin arrived, he let the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect see his true cultivation, and it was only the twelfth layer of the Inner Qi Realm, and the two of them were in the same realm.

In this regard, the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect was full of confidence, and he believed that he had reached the limit of the Inner Qi Realm, and he was not afraid of anyone as a martial artist in the same realm.

Fang Lin's face remained unchanged.

"Fang Lin, a disciple of the outer sect of Wudang, was ordered to clear the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect and kill them!"

After speaking, he stepped forward.

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect was greeted by a blood-colored hand knife slashing towards Fang Lin.

I thought that this Wudang disciple would avoid his hand knife.

Unexpectedly, this Wudang disciple not only did not avoid it, but slapped his blood-colored hand knife with a palm in front of him.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect turned with joy.

"How daring, watch me cut off your hand with a knife!"

Bang.

The sound of metal and iron clashing resounded in all directions.

"Ah......h

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect screamed, flew upside down more than twenty meters, and fell the street.

A mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth.

The man in black of the Blood Demon Sect struggled to stand up.

But his injuries were so severe that his bones were broken in many places, and he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only struggle on the ground.

The black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect was extremely shocked.

He couldn't have imagined that the two were in the same realm, but he was seriously injured by a slap and fell to the ground.

This is still in the case of a right hand cushion, if there is no buffer, and being slapped on the body with a palm, wouldn't it be a life?

Is this the Tianjiao of the Wudang faction? I'm afraid that I can do it beyond the level of challenge.

That's strong!

But it's not me who will die here today!

But......

Just as Fang Lin walked towards the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect, ready to make up for it.

I saw the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect exerting all his strength and shouting loudly.

"Master, save me!"

In an instant, a loud laugh resounded throughout the audience.

Hahaha......

"Don't panic, come for the teacher. ”

As soon as the words fell, an old man in a blood-colored martial arts robe instantly appeared in the field.

Stand in front of the black-clothed man of the Blood Demon Sect.

Seeing this blood-robed old man appear, Fang Lin's face became solemn.

This is a second-rate master who has stepped into the acquired realm.

And it seems that he is still the top figure among the second-rate masters.

The old man in the blood robe looked at Fang Lin opposite.

"Your Wudang Mianzhang has comprehended the true meaning and cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, right? With such strength, you can challenge some second-rate masters who have not comprehended the true meaning.

A genius disciple like you, even if it is a great sect like the Wudang Sect, there must not be much, right? It's a pity that this bit of strength is not enough in front of me.

Today, you are all going to die here. ”

The words fell, and the old man in the blood robe walked slowly towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's face was solemn.

He knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult, and if he was not careful, he would probably die at the hands of this blood-robed old man.

And once he dies, the two juniors behind him may not be able to escape.

Therefore, this battle must be won.

Thinking of this, Fang Lin spoke.

"Senior Brother Qian, Senior Brother Sun, you two should take Senior Brother Zhao's body and stay away as far away as possible. Once the fight starts, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you. ”

The two Wudang disciples also knew the seriousness of the matter, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly retreated away with the corpse of the disciple surnamed Zhao.

happened to meet Chen Xinzhu who was coming.

The two Wudang disciples were taken aback when they saw Chen Xinzhu.

One of the disciples hurriedly spoke: "Little brother, it's dangerous here, go back quickly." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand ready to pull him.

Chen Xinzhu's speed has not slowed down.

Slightly staggered, dodged the hands of the Wudang disciples, and staggered past them.

Soon gone.

Only a faint voice came into the ears of the two Wudang disciples.

"In Xia Huashan, Chen Xinzhu is here to help your colleagues. ”