208, White Bone
Originally, there were only three passes near the blood pool, but now because Wei Qianhuang issued an order to strictly check all suspicious people, the number of passes has suddenly increased several times, and three or five Demon Sect disciples have erected a wooden frame, which is considered a pass, and these Demon Sect disciples have arbitrarily ravaged fishermen, robbed fishermen of their money, insulted fishermen's children, and made them angry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang Zhaodi walked to a small level, there are only four Demon Sect disciples guarding this level, this is a Demon Sect disciple, one is blind in one eye, is a one-eyed dragon, one has a big birthmark on his face, is a flower face, and the other is a circle leg, and the fourth is a sick man, with a sallow face, as if he is terminally ill.
"Stop!" When Wang Zhaodi walked to the front of the checkpoint, the looped leg blocked her.
Brother Wang Zhao stood still, waiting for them to interrogate, according to Wei Qianhuang's plan, she should be here, being bullied by these low-level disciples of the Demon Sect.
"Yo he, it's a beauty!" Luo Quanleg carefully saw Wang Zhaodi's face, shouted in surprise, and then shouted at the sick man, "Second brother, second brother, come quickly, it's a beauty, a big beauty!"
The sick man immediately ran over, held Wang Zhaodi's chin with his hand, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Not bad, good, high-quality goods, haha, Lao Tzu is lucky today!" After finishing speaking, he pulled Wang Zhaodi and walked towards the grove on the edge of the checkpoint.
Wang Zhaodi naturally couldn't go with him, she resisted hard, and the sick man couldn't drag her, she didn't need to launch the blood moon, she only used her own strength, and the sick man couldn't drag her.
"Fourth, come and help!" The sick man shouted at Na Luo's lap leg, and Na Luo lap ran over and aimed at Wang Zhaodi's knee is two feet, Wang Zhaodi's knee hurt, he couldn't stand steadily, fell to the ground, and was immediately dragged forward by the sick man.
Wang Zhaodi felt the unbearable pain in his body scratching on the thorns on the ground, so he instinctively launched the blood moon, and a stream of heat was transmitted from her palm, which immediately burned the hand of the sick man, and the sick man threw Wang Zhaodi away with an oops.
The other two, hearing his exclamation, also ran over together, and the four of them surrounded Wang Zhaodi, and the one-eyed dragon asked the sick man, "What's the matter, you?"
"She's very evil, I don't know what to burn me!" said the sick man, and then stretched out his palm, only to see that there was already a shiny blister on his palm, as if it was the sequelae of being burned.
"She must be a remnant of the Jin Kingdom, otherwise how dare she do anything to our Demon Sect?" Luo Quanleg shouted.
"Hang up!" said the big flowery face.
The sick man and Luo Quanleg started together, tied Wang Zhaodi's hands with a rubber band, and then found a big tree fork, pulled hard, and hung Wang Zhaodi, Wang Zhaodi felt that his hands were almost broken by the rubber band, and her arms were also stretched to the point of unbearable pain, she almost couldn't help but launch the blood moon, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, she knew that Wei Qianhuang was nearby, if she didn't cooperate, Wei Qianhuang would not let her have a good result.
There was a sudden heart-piercing pain on his back, Wang Zhaodi hurriedly looked, only to see the one-eyed dragon, I don't know where to find a leather whip, whipped on her back, a whip is a blood mark, Wang Zhaodi was afraid that the clothes on her back would be torn by the leather whip, revealing the blood moon on her back, so he tried his best to let the leather whip whipped in front of him, so it didn't take a few strokes, her front side was bloody, and her clothes were torn, revealing her fair skin.
Brother Wang Zhaodi was very depressed, but she didn't dare not let these low-level disciples of the Demon Sect be humiliated, because Wei Qianhuang was watching her nearby, if Wei Qianhuang felt that it was time to stop, he would naturally show up to stop it, as long as he didn't show up, it was because he thought that Brother Wang Zhaodi hadn't done enough.
Wang Zhaodi cursed Wei Qianhuang in her heart, her determination to kill Wei Qianhuang was a little stronger, she gritted her teeth and endured it, thinking only one thing in her heart, that is, Wei Qianhuang, the devil, one day, she will return today's hatred to him tenfold!
Crackling, the leather whip made a sound in the air, and then curled up on Wang Zhaodi's body, but the leather whip flew halfway, but was grabbed by a person with his hand, Wang Zhaodi opened his eyes and saw that the person who grabbed the leather whip was really Yang Wu.
"You're really here!" Wang Zhaodi said softly, her body was so badly destroyed, this sentence came out, she was extremely weak, and the people who loved her felt distressed to the bones.
Yang Wu immediately pulled the leather whip, and the leather whip came to his hand, his body turned, the leather whip flew, and immediately tied up all the four demon sect minions, and then he pulled the leather whip, and the four minions were immediately strangled into two pieces by the leather whip, and the four people became eight sections.
Yang Wu said, "I'll save you!" and then he was about to rescue Wang Zhaodi, but a white bone skull suddenly ****, Yang Wu's martial arts refused, and when he heard the sound of the wind behind him, he immediately jumped out, and the skull grazed his waist, and it almost hit him.
Yang Wu fell to the ground, and before he could stand up, another skull was aimed at him, Yang Wu rolled on the spot, and the skull hit the ground where he was lying, and immediately exploded, and the ground was blown out of a big pit, and the soil that blew up buried half of Yang Wu's body that rolled to the side.
"Hmph, hum, hum..."The strange sound rose sharply, and a piece of white forest light flew up, flying straight into the air, Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu raised their eyes together, only to see that the white forest light, all of them were white bone skulls one by one, they were arranged in the air, and formed a more huge skull pattern.
The white bone skulls rolled, but they balanced each other, as if this large skull pattern was wriggling one after another.
"You're the swordsman who knows how to do three dragons, but that's it!" the large skull pattern began to move its mouth one by one, as if it were the sound it came from.
Yang Wu was furious, he urged the sword qi, and immediately shook the soil buried in him away, and the dragon soul ancient sword flew up from behind him, and the sword body was red, as if it had been calcined, and it had reached the point of melting.
"Demon, today I will let you see the power of the Dragon Soul Ancient Sword!" Yang Wu shouted, and then flew away, holding the Dragon Soul Ancient Sword, and rushed into the large skeleton pattern.
The many white bone skulls rolled even faster, as if they were about to disintegrate, Wang Zhaodi saw Yang Wu rushing into the ghost head formation formed by the skulls, and his heart was anxious, she urged the blood moon, burned the leather band on the wrist, and then set up a piece of blood light, and also rushed into the ghost head formation composed of skulls.
As soon as Wang Zhaodi rushed into the ghost head formation formed by skulls, he immediately saw that in a chaotic space, two people stood opposite each other, one was surrounded by white light, it was Yang Wu who was full of sword qi, and the other was covered in black and blue carrion corpse breath, the crane was red, and the body was fat, as if it was a swollen dead corpse, this was Wei Qianhuang!"
"It's strange, this demon is not a demon blood skill that has been practiced, but a corpse smell!" Wang Zhaodi thought in her heart, this was not the same as what she thought before, before, she always thought that Wei Qianhuang must also be the main cultivation object of demon blood skill, but she didn't expect that when she saw it now, it was a corpse rot skill!