Coming with the Qingtian Sword is the legendary swordsman Fan Zhu.

Fan Chai stood proudly in front of Deng Zhaoyi and said with a smile: "Fan Chai is not a swordsman, I am willing to ask for the mysterious killer organization of the Xiao Kingdom - Blood Blade!" ”

Blood Blade, a killer organization directly ordered by the emperor within the Xiao Kingdom, has been tracking down Deng Zhaoyi's whereabouts for sixteen years.

If there are three words to describe the bloody blade, it is blood and tears!

Wherever the bloody blade goes, there will be rivers of blood, and as long as they are on the wanted list, it seems that they will not be able to escape the fate of being killed.

And the origin of the name of this organization is the flying object, the blood blade.

Fan Qi pulled out the Qingtian Sword, and suddenly there was a whirlwind and flew out of the broken temple.

The original saucer-shaped object called the Blood Blade instantly flew in the direction of Fan Zhu, brushing the wall, and there was a burst of green smoke in an instant.

The blade of blood was extremely sharp, and on the way it passed through the woods, and the trees fell in an instant.

But Fan Zhu's speed was obviously faster, and he was waiting for these murderous weapons at the forefront early.

The bloody blade floated in, like a beast and a demon, as if it was about to completely turn Fan Qi into powder.

Fan is handsome, standing on the top of a tree, and his body is like the tide of Guangling, surging and boiling.

Sonorous bang.

This was a rare mistake by the Blood Blade Organization, and this time the shot was not accompanied by the screams of the dead, let alone the head flying in the air.

It seems that as long as the blood blade is unsheathed, as long as there is a target, that person's head will be cut off under the high-speed spinning blood blade.

And the wound was extremely smooth, as if the dead did not feel any pain.

This time, Fan Zhu easily blocked, and the blood blade was instantly shaken away.

The blue sky sword is shining, and in front of the blood blade, one of the top ten famous swords, seems to be more eye-catching than ordinary swords.

And the essence of the blood blade is also a sword!

It's just that it's a soft sword without a hilt, and when the user suddenly exerts a force, the blood blade spins at high speed and quickly circles in a circle.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks was blocked, the Blood Blade Organization naturally refused to give up.

These people were uniformly dressed in black ornate costumes, with hideous masks on their faces and a royal belt studded with gold around their waists.

Behind him was a black wooden box with a bloody blade.

The appearance of the wooden box is very special, engraved with a golden dragon, red and five claws, and it is terrified.

And this time, there are five people dispatched by the Blood Blade Organization.

There were also five blood blades flying in the sky.

Is this organization a human or a ghost?

Suddenly, the bloody blades gathered in an instant, roaring towards Fan from all directions.

Deng Zhaoyi, who was standing at the gate of the broken temple and watching the battle, had his ears beating and was silent.

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the blood of death was completely between heaven and earth.

Fan Zhu's reaction was very fast, this self-proclaimed swordsman who was not in the stream, he didn't know how high the level of kendo was.

At the same time as the Qingtian Sword made a move, his right palm suddenly erupted with blazing flames, using his hands and feet together, and his body was like a flying swallow, dodging the impact of the bloody blade one after another.

The killers realized that this person's sword cultivation was probably a sword venerable, not a sword spirit, or at least a sword king!

And his brother only came with five people, and in front of Fan Zhu, who was holding the Qingtian Sword, he was obviously vulnerable!

But why didn't this Fan Qi kill someone?

What exactly was he hesitating about?

A black smoke suddenly flashed on the ground, and all five people stood in front of the broken temple gate, and all of them appeared in Deng Zhaoyi's field of vision.

The man in black shouted at the head: "Shut down!" ”

Five blood blades swirled in the sky, turning into blades like droplets of water, and entering the box behind them.

Fan Zhu floated down from the sky, dressed in white, like Deng Zhaoyi, who was very mastery.

Several black-clothed people bowed, as if thanking Fan for his grace of not killing, and then snorted coldly at Deng Zhaoyi, turned into black smoke again, and drifted away.

Judging from the scene, it seems that the Blood Blade Organization and Fan are evenly matched, and there are many scenes of swords and swords, which can be regarded as a draw.

From the point of view of his spirit, Fan Zhu is one against five, and his figure can show his superb sword skills.

Seeing that the aura of several killers disappeared, Fan Chai took a step forward and knelt down and said, "Kid Lingxi Mountain disciple Fan Chai , see Deng Zhaoyi's senior!" ”

Deng Zhaoyi smiled: "No need to be polite, come in and talk!" ”

Two people sat around the fire, the light of the fire flickering.

Although Fan Chai is young, his seniority in the Lingxi Sect is not small, although he claims to be a disciple of the Lingxi Mountain, even several masters have to call him uncle.

Xun Yu and others naturally want to be called Uncle Shizu!

Fan Zhu put the Qingtian Sword aside and sat opposite Deng Zhaoyi, in front of the older generation of sword immortals, Deng Zhaoyi's momentum did not weaken in the slightest.

The toothless old man smiled with a smile on his face: "Sixteen years ago, I had to thank you for coming forward to let me stay in Lingxi Mountain, and today you braved the world's condemnation to save my life, I'm afraid I Deng Zhaoyi will not be able to pay it off in my life!" ”

Fan Zhuqian smiled lightly: "Where did the seniors say!" When I was young, I was washed by the legends of my predecessors, my brothers left early, I started late, I don't ask about the world in the Lingxi Sect, and it is an honor to be able to make friends with a master like Senior Deng! ”

The toothless old man said softly: "Today, you used your sword skills to convince people, not only did you not break the face of the blood blade organization, but also saved my life, this place is not shocked, how many young people can't learn it, son, the Qingtian Sword is in your hands, it is well deserved!" ”

Deng Zhaoyi's evaluation is very pertinent, and Fan Zhu is noncommittal.

It's just that the reputation of the world has been downplayed over the years, and all these years of leaning on the railing alone, just to pursue the way of the sword, can be regarded as living happily and freely.

Leaning on the building to listen to the wind and rain, looking down on the rivers and lakes.

There are even many people who are scolding Fan Zhu for not taking responsibility, no matter how the senior brother persuaded him back then, he still left the burden of the sect master to his senior nephew!

Fan Zhu persuaded him with good words: "The seniors still stay in Lingxi Mountain, so I guarantee that the people in the imperial court will not dare to come to find trouble, although the Lingxi Sect is not a sect that carries the crown in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are broken, and the imperial court does not dare to raise troops, and there is this kind of small fight, and the younger generations will settle it for the seniors!" ”

Fan Chai's analysis is reasonable, as long as Deng Zhaoyi goes down the mountain, the bloody blade will inevitably be eliminated quickly.

First, the emperor's mandate is in his body.

Second, kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

The toothless old man was still very relaxed and said, "Xiao Zhu has a heart!" But only when I die, can I wake up, or rather, my death can make him reach the peak better and faster! ”

Fan Zhu was puzzled: "The catastrophe of the world more than ten years later, must this person be?" ”

Deng Zhaoyi nodded and said, "Feng'er is the decisive figure!" ”

At this moment, the atmosphere in the ruined temple was very harmonious, and everyone relaxed their vigilance.

There was a hint of a smile on both of their faces.

Just when the two of them weren't paying attention, a bloody blade flew towards Fan Zhu's back at a high speed.

Fan turned his back on, of course he didn't find it.

Deng Zhaoyi felt that the time had come, and he leaped forward with an arrow step and blocked in front of the blood blade.

With the blood surging, Deng Zhaoyi fell to the ground with a bang.

The Blood Blade Organization's plan was very accurate, they knew that it would be difficult for Fan to succeed if he didn't die, but they didn't expect to complete the task by mistake.

Fan Chai was completely dumbfounded.

"Senpai, Senpai!"

Fan Zhu, who had tears in his eyes, was grief-stricken, and the Blood Blade Organization was a hundred meters away from Fan Zhu at the moment.

Fan Zhu slowly put Deng Zhaoyi on the ground, cautiously, and then picked up the Qingtian Sword again and swung it at the sky.

A hundred meters away, the fog in the sky suddenly turned into five white qi swords, and they fell from the sky at a gallop.

Those five people were all pierced through the hearts with white blades, and their deaths were extremely ugly.

Sometimes to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself!

This move comes from the west with a sword, and the immortals fly out of the sky!