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Before she could ask, the car had already stopped, apparently at its destination.

In order to avoid being entangled by this woman, Zhan Yibai searched for the root cause, rushed up, and ran out of the car first.

When I got out of the car, I looked at the flat land like a track and field field in the previous life.

The ground was planted with a flat lawn, and on the lawn, eighty-two disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall, led by Qin Moleng, lined up neatly.

Unlike the casual and lazy collar of the sword, the requirements for discipline in the Blood Refining Dark Hall that waded out of the sea of blood were almost strict to the point of being sickly.

At this time, everyone stood in unison like javelins, with a cold expression on their faces, giving people an attitude of indifference towards life as a mustard.

"See the Sect Master." When Zhan Yibai walked in front of these eighty-two Blood Refining Dark Hall disciples, a terrifying murderous aura swept over, and then everyone knelt on the ground neatly.

"Get up." In the face of these eighty-two iron-blooded people, Zhan Yibai also sighed a lot, he inherited Zhanbai's memory, but he deeply knew that these eighty-two people had gone through what kind of tempering they had to get to where they are today.

The first batch of Blood Refining Dark Hall disciples has long been gone, and most of them were added later, inheriting the name of their predecessors, and at the same time inheriting the burden of their predecessors.

Zhan Yibai knew in his heart that as long as the banner of the Blood Refining Dark Hall did not fall, even if the whole army was wiped out, it would soon make a comeback. The Blood Refining Secret Hall has already forged an immortal military soul with the blood of the enemy.

Wow!!

At a neat pace, eighty-two people stood up, focusing their eyes on Zhan Yibai's face, with a look of neither humility nor humility.

Among these eighty-two people, only the first batch of old people had seen their sect master, and when they looked at Zhan Yibai at this time, they had a little more emotion, and the remaining newcomers were full of novelty, and even some of them were even thorny and provocative.

To be able to become a member of the Blood Refining Secret Hall, who is not a high-minded and arrogant person, especially a newcomer, for that mysterious sect master, they have only heard of it, but they have never seen it, so naturally there is not much awe.

The strong only respect the power.

The clothes of the disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall were different from the collars of the swords, from top to small, their whole bodies were covered with a dark red color, like dried blood.

Different from ordinary fabrics, most of the people are wrapped in leather armor, or left or right on one shoulder, but also carry a huge beast head, or wolf head, or bear head, all of which show hideousness.

The leather armor is wrapped in a cloak, which is also dark red, but in Zhan Yibai's opinion, this cloak is really redundant in addition to adding a little gorgeous.

The Blood Refining Dark Hall is different from the sword collar, and everyone's weapons are different, so it looks a little messy. Some of them carry ghost-headed broadswords, some have long swords at their waists, and even worse, their bodies are wrapped in arm-thick chains, and the end of the chains is connected to the barbed meteor hammer.

"You, you, you and you, the six of you come out." Zhan Yibai didn't say much, and seemingly randomly named six people among the disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall.

These six people are all newcomers, and they were also provocative to Zhan Yibai just now.

Zhan Yibai's move is undoubtedly to establish authority.

The sharper the blade, if you don't listen to the call, you will inevitably have endless troubles. Zhan Yibai still understands this truth. Of course, there is also the meaning of testing the combat power of the Blood Refining Dark Hall.

The six people who were named did not have a trace of timidity, and walked out of the queue one after another, and even vaguely, they formed a situation of encirclement against Zhan Yibai. This is not to say that they have any bad intentions, but that they are habitual.

The tragic ordeal experienced by the Blood Refining Dark Hall made every disciple unconsciously form the habit of striking first.

"Others, stand back." Zhan Bai said to the remaining disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall and the women of Ning Xiaoning who arrived later, his intentions were already self-evident.

No one said anything to stop them, and even Ning Xiaoning and the other women ran away with great interest, and then took out a woolen blanket from the Xuankong ring, as well as all kinds of snacks and fruits, and made a good appearance.

After more than ten years of painting skin, everyone wants to know what the current strength of Zhanbai is.

The six disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall who were named by Zhan Bai were all in the Tai Shi Realm, and it was not difficult to see from the thick evil aura emanating from their bodies that all of them were people who had climbed out of the pile of dead people and had extremely rich experience in fighting.

"Is it a wheel battle together?" Zhan Yibai asked the six people expressionlessly.

"Disciple Lian San, I want to ask the sect master for teaching." One of the disciples, who was carrying a four-foot sword on his back, was the first to walk up.

"Even three?" Zhan Yibai was stunned for a moment, but was quickly relieved.

Lian San was once the first batch of disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall, but later died in an ambush battle during an operation. However, Qin Moleng once made a secret statement to Zhanbai, told him in detail about Lian San's betrayal, and finally begged to cover up the matter and give him the glory he deserved.

At that time, Zhanbai agreed to Qin Moleng's request, and in this way, after Lian San's death, his name was still passed down as a code name.

"Sect Master, he is the fourth disciple to inherit Lian San's name." In the distance, Qin Mo Leng suddenly spoke.

Zhan Yibai quickly understood the meaning of Qin Moleng's words.

No matter what sins the first Lian San had, after the three successors washed it with their lives, it was enough to atone for their sins.

"You, good. Come on. Zhan Yibai nodded at Lian San, and a "very good" showed his respect and respect for the name Lian San.

Syllable!!!

The chopping knife is unsheathed, and the heavy blade brings bloodthirsty arrogance.

The sword is about the intention and pays attention to the invincible, while the knife focuses on the domineering and wild momentum.

It seems that the Lian San in front of him is quite deeply impregnated in the knife path.

Brush!

With a volley in hand, it is powerful.

The next moment, the dark red cloak behind Lian San was windless, and in the fluttering, there was even a hidden killing intent.

Zhan Yibai's eyes were shining, and he really didn't expect that the flashy cloak that he had classified before was obviously not simple.

"Phew!" With a loud shout three times, the person was already in the air, and after turning several times in the air with unexpected speed and flexibility, the knife momentum was great, and a heavy knife light was lifted, towards Zhan Yibai's hood.

"I can help fly." Zhan Yibai's eyes were scorching, and with a grasp of the void in his right hand, a small tornado wind suddenly blew on the grass under his feet, and the dust and grass clippings that rose up were attracted by an inexplicable force and woven into a three-foot long sword.

Qiang!!

The long sword woven by dust and grass clippings let out a scream, and immediately, Zhan Yibai had already rushed towards countless sword lights.

Although Zhan Yibai can't use the Unintentional Sword Codex, as the body of the sword demon, his understanding of the way of the sword is more pure.

Don't suppress with cultivation, only rely on swordsmanship.

Kendo realm, mirror stop sword.

The five mountains of the Dao realm are the unity of heaven and man, the return to the basics, the subtlety of impermanence, the spiegel stopping the water, and the final return to the ancestors. When it comes to the way of the sword, it is the unity of man and sword, return to the basics, impermanence, the mirror stops the sword, and returns to the ancestors.

After the second painting of the skin, Zhan Yibai has gone up to another level in the realm of swordsmanship, and he has stepped into the realm of spiegel and sword.

The so-called mirror stops water refers to treating oneself as a mirror, reflecting all the actions of the opponent, and naturally counterattacking.

Although there is a one-word difference between the Spiegel Sword and the Spiegel Spiegel, the principle is the same.

Outsiders didn't notice anything unusual, but Lian San, who was in it, really felt the power of the Spiegel Sword.

The peak sword momentum condensed by himself has not yet injured the enemy, but it has become like a headless fly and has lost its target. As far as the eye could see, he seemed to see the same number of sword lights with the same momentum appearing out of thin air, and these sudden sword lights were like reflections in the mirror, using the mirror as the axis, hitting his sword light one by one.

Seeing that the sect master had already flown into the air, stabbing at him with a long sword, and his own offensive was about to collapse, how could he fight this one?

In the face of such an unfavorable situation, he was not scared stupid, but decisively closed the knife. Using the cloak behind him, he made a sharp turn in the air, and first widened the distance between himself and the sect master.

At the same time as the sword light in the sky disappeared, the sword light that appeared out of thin air also disappeared strangely, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Yes, it was originally an illusion brought about by the Sword Realm, but even if you knew that those were fake, what could you do, after all, you didn't know the moves you used.

"Tiangang knife, give it to me." Lian San gritted his teeth, he never thought that he would be forced out of the killer weapon so quickly. Although he was extremely reluctant, the current situation could no longer allow him to hide his clumsiness.

Syllable!!!

A dazzling long blood knife appeared beside Lian San out of thin air.

Different from Qin Moleng's Full Moon Scimitar, this blood knife was also very weird, looking like it was welded together by two knives in parallel. There was a gap between the two bloody knives large enough to hold one person, and the handles were connected in between.

At this time, Lian San had already drilled into the gap between the two knives, hiding his entire body deeply between the two knives, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and he really achieved the visual unity of the human knife.

Another weird "throwing knife".

The flying knife can fly, and because of the three drops of blood with the Lian Confession Master, under the control of the latter, whether it is speed or flexibility, it is not inferior to the flying birds and beasts of the Tai Origin Realm.

As for the two blades overflowing with cold light, they are undoubtedly life-urging talismans.

Looking at Lian San controlling the flying knife that called himself Tiangang, with extraordinary speed and agility in the air, spinning and moving, the cut air made a whistling sound, and Zhan Yibai's expression became more and more weird.

It reminded him of the fighter jets in his previous life who were called Sky Overlords.

No matter how you look at it, Tiangangdao looks like a miniature fighter, and Lian San is the pilot who controls it.

At this moment, Zhan Yibai was really convinced of Ning Xiaoning's freak-like creativity.

However, praise is appreciation, Zhan Yibai will not be like when he faced Qin Mo Leng before, if he doesn't give these new Blood Refining Dark Hall disciples a profound lesson, how can he convince the public in the future.

Ping Pong, Table Tennis!!

The huge Tiangang knife double-edged slashed in front of him, colliding with the long sword raised by Zhan Yibai.

The strong inertia brought about by the rapid speed pushed Zhan Yibai in mid-air to retreat one after another.

"Hehe, sect master, if you only have this ability, it's not enough to see." Lian San, who had the upper hand, sneered.

"Hmph, you'll see." Zhan Yi's face was expressionless, his right hand was holding a sword to block the Tiangang Knife, and his left hand was empty, but he was volleying in the air.

Outside Lian San's line of sight, on the grass below the two of them, tens of millions of grasses rose up one after another, and the long and narrow blades of grass stood up straight, like a small sword with a small handle, slowly rising into the air, covering the sky and the sun, so not terrifying.

"Let's go up together." Zhan Yibai's indifferent voice sounded, and before Lian San on the other side could react, the blades of grass in the sky had already drawn a streamer, flying from all directions, and the other five people on the ground who had been standing by did not fall.