[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site " ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Chapter 164 It's not bad to be a bad guy---- protect the short blood knife ancestor! (Today's third update, 11,000 words!) ）

Seeing that Fang Jie suddenly seemed to have become much more powerful, under the crisis, Wang Xiaofeng had no luck to heal his injuries in his busy schedule, so he easily used the nine-style chain of peacocks to open the screen, and danced the long sword into a light screen, blocking in front of him, but he could hear the clanging sound, and the sound of the sword intersecting was as dense as a bead, and in just a moment, there were more than thirty collisions. []

And Fang Jie attacked thirty-six knives in a row, one knife was as fast as a knife, and he actually blocked all of them, and Qunhao was only dazzled by it. At this time, three of the seventeen people had been killed by the Blood Knife Ancestor, and there were only nine people left, including Shui Sheng, and everyone looked at the cold sweat in their palms, and they all thought: "The Blood Knife Ancestor is already powerful enough, I didn't expect this little monk to be able to fight with the Lingjian Shuangxia, the martial arts of this Blood Knife Gate are really weird and profound!" ”

And just when everyone thought that these two people were on a par, Fang Jie smiled, the knife momentum suddenly slowed down, and he made a painstaking move, and the blood knife danced like a blood mist and pressed towards Wang Xiaofeng, who thought that the other party was going to fight fast again, and immediately slashed the sword in his chest, but he didn't want Fang Jie to change the rhythm of his move, but this block was a little earlier.

The master has made a move, and his life hangs by a thread, often some of the subtle changes can make people lose their lives, and Wang Xiaofeng blocked it early, and when Fang Jie slashed it, the strength of the sword was already missing that tenacity, and as a result, with a "poof", a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and he was immediately chopped away by Fang Jie's sword and sword.

In fact, Wang Xiaofeng's swordsmanship has been quite a true biography of Shi Shui Dai, this set of "Peacock Open Screen" has a total of nine styles over and over, usually practiced proficiently, at the moment between breaths, the enemy's knife moves are extremely fast, where can it be said that there are still moves to see and dismantle? It's just a self-managed and rapid dance, so that this set of "peacock opening the screen" seems to be out of nature.

But Fang Jie, who is familiar with the original work, already knows this weakness of the other party. Deliberately hit fast first, and then suddenly change moves. Fight fast with slow, if Wang Xiaofeng takes the initiative to attack, Fang Jie's slow move will not only fail to make contributions, but will reveal his flaws, but Wang Xiaofeng, who is frightened, is bent on defense. And after being a knife for more than 30 times, he also habitually wanted to defend, but this was a slow and fast fight, which made Wang Xiaofeng suffer a loss again.

Obviously, after Fang Jie had suffered Wang Xiaofeng's loss before, he had already learned how to use his moves to lay traps for the enemy, even if he was crazy with surprise now. There is still a trace of clarity in his mind, because subconsciously he is a landlord who does not want to suffer. Since he has suffered a loss, he naturally has to find a way to exchange his body for others in his own way, and also give the other party a little bit, so that he feels fair.

Now that his goal has been achieved, Fang Jie is naturally bent on killing him, and pounced on Wang Xiaofeng, who was already seriously injured, Wang Xiaofeng was taken aback, and sped up his sword, only hoping to cut off a few of his fingers, but Fang Jie, who had the Freedom Immortal Ring, was still wielding a bloody knife in his right hand. But his left hand grabbed his long sword empty-handed, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the blade, so that Wang Xiaofeng was immediately in danger, and if he fought two more moves, he would definitely die.

And Fang Jie, who had the chance to win, had the heart to try the blood knife trick that he had just completed, and he roared at the Shadowless Divine Sword like crazy, and laughed fiercely. The bloody knife in his hand dances like a wheel. The blade stirred up layers of blood waves and pressed Wang Xiaofeng away, but when he saw that he was about to cut it to the ground with a single sword. But his heart shook violently, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the system also issued a prompt: Since your innate root bone and innate body method are not enough to perform the trick of the Blood Knife, you will be eaten by internal force, and your internal injury state will be increased by 50%!

Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't care about chasing Wang Xiaofeng anymore with only 25% of the upper limit of qi and blood left, he checked his innate attributes, and actually returned to the initial state, and although the Blood Knife Knife Technique and the Blood Knife still have level 300, the Blood Knife Knife Technique can also be used, but the Blood Knife only has the effect of internal force bonus, and the trick can no longer be used.

At this time, how did the others know that Fang Jie's life was hanging by a thread, seeing that the other party beat Wang Xiaofeng so embarrassed and dangerous, an old man in the group saw that the momentum was not right, and knew that if the "Lingjian Shuangxia" died again tonight, none of the remaining people would be able to leave here alive, and shouted: "Everyone side by side, fight with the evil monk, kill that small land first!" ”

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone in the northwest corner shouting: "Falling ---- flowers and flowing water!" ”

Someone on the northeast corner answered: "Falling flowers ---- flowing water." ”

Before the word "flowing water" was finished, someone in the southwest shouted: "Falling flowers flow ---- water." ”

These three people are divided into three directions, and the voices of chanting are also bold or melodious, with different tones, but they are all full of vitality and have very high internal strength.

Fang Jie and the Blood Knife Ancestor were shocked at the same time, the Blood Knife Ancestor naturally secretly speculated where three masters had emerged, but Fang Jie, who was familiar with the plot, said in his heart, if it was not bad, then the Jianghu people called "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" should have arrived in the south and the four monsters in the south. What are the four monsters in the north called, the wind tiger and the cloud dragon, and the four strange ones in the south are falling flowers and flowing water, and they are all amazing masters.

At this moment, I suddenly heard another person in the south shouting: "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water---- The fourth "water" of "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" dragged out extraordinarily long, and it came endlessly, like the Yangtze River, and this sound was much closer than the other three.

"Shui Sheng's father?" Fang Jie and the Blood Knife Ancestor were shocked again, they no longer had the idea of killing Wang Xiaofeng in their hearts, they just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, so they looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor.

And the Blood Knife Ancestor also heard the four of them shouting in unison, and the sound of "falling flowers and flowing water" came from four different directions, only shaking the valley. The Blood Knife Ancestor heard the voice and knew that the four people were still far away, and the farthest was still five miles away, but when he killed the enemies in front of him one by one, as soon as the four people closed the encirclement, it was not easy to get out, so he shouted in a long voice: "Falling flowers and flowing water, I will beat you falling flowers and flowing water!" ”

Some of the heroes said happily: "The four elders of Jiangnan have arrived, and the flowers are falling!" Ha ......" he laughed out loud and only laughed out of one "Ha", the blood on his chest spurted fiercely, and he had been slashed by a blood knife, and when he looked back, it was the Blood Knife Ancestor who slashed him, but before he could think about it, the person had already lost consciousness.

The Blood Knife Ancestor shouted, "Little bastard, get ready to get on your horse!" ”

Hear me. Fang Jie's heart was relieved, thinking that this Blood Knife Ancestor also knew how to advance and retreat. While thinking so, he slashed at Wang Xiaofeng a few times, forced him away, and then turned around and ran to lead the horse.

Seeing Fang Jie go to lead the horse, a big fat man with a stick shouted, "It's not good." The evil monk wants to escape, but I will stop him. Raising the pole, he rushed to Fang Jie.

The Blood Knife Ancestor said: "Hey, you go to stop him, I'll stop you." "Where the blood knife waved, the fat man was broken into four pieces with a stick. The rest of the people saw him die so tragically. I couldn't help but scream in horror. The Blood Knife Ancestor originally wanted to scare off everyone's entanglement, and turned back to his long arm. Grabbed Shui Sheng at the waist, and ran towards Fang Jie, who was holding the mount.

Fang Jie had already put Ding Diandi's corpse on the horse, but he couldn't ride the horse, and he couldn't get on the horse for a long time, in fact, if he didn't know how to ride a horse, he wouldn't be like Fang Jie, but Fang Jie's qi and blood had dropped to less than a quarter at the moment, and his footwork was vain, and it was difficult to stand firmly, let alone kick on the stirrups. I couldn't help but be anxious to turn around under the horse.

"Little bastard, you can't even ride a horse!" The Blood Knife Ancestor laughed, got on the yellow horse himself, but grabbed Shui Sheng and Fang Jie and threw them on another horse, immediately lifted the reins, and rushed out.

At this time, the four elders of Jiangnan had arrived, and when they saw that the ancestor of the Blood Knife was going to escape with Shui Sheng, Shui Sheng's father, Shui Dai, was anxious to save his daughter. Perform Dengping to cross the water lightly. The body seemed to be floating on water, chasing in the direction where Fang Jie and Shui Sheng left. Halfway down the road, he found that he couldn't catch up, and he couldn't help shouting at the white horse: "Stop, stop!" ”

The horse was originally a Dawan good horse that Shui Dai bought for five hundred taels of silver, and when he knew his voice, he immediately stopped, no matter how he called the local master who didn't know how to ride, the white horse just didn't move, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and if it was the plot in the original book, this horse would not not go, it seemed that in this link, he must learn riding skills to pass the test safely.

However, at this time, Fang Jie had no time to regret it, Shui Dai had already deceived and flew over, and slapped down on Fang Jie from top to bottom, thinking that if he took this horse, his daughter would be saved, although Fang Jie had just learned the blood knife technique, but his skill was still too different from Shui Dai, and he was about to turn around and parry, but he was slapped on the shoulder by Shui Dai's palm, and there was already only 25% of the qi and blood left, and the local Jie immediately squirted blood and planted the horse.

Originally, Shui Dai's palm could beat him half to death even if Fang Jie was in a state of recovery, not to mention that Fang Jie only had a little bit of blood left, but perhaps because of the threat of the Blood Knife Ancestor on the side, Shui Dai's palm only used three points of strength, but the other internal strength was not triggered, and he had been on guard against the sneak attack of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and Fang Jie happened to be wearing a black silkworm robe, although he was slapped by this palm, he just fainted, and did not die under the palm of Shui Dai.

"Ahh What a disciple of mine! And the extremely protective blood knife ancestor saw that Shui Dai beat his favorite apprentice to the point of life and death, he couldn't help but wail, and handed the blood knife out suddenly, Shui Dai hurriedly swung his long sword to the grid, and suddenly saw the red shadow of the blood knife flashing, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to lean back to avoid it, and had to let go of the palm that had just grabbed Shui Sheng.

The Blood Knife Ancestor kicked under his feet, jumped on the momentum of Ding Dian wrapped in one hand, jumped onto the white horse, scooped up Fang Jie who had fainted and Ding Dian's corpse and lay it across the horse, the Blood Knife Ancestor originally wanted to bring back the corpse of this disciple to be buried properly, but as soon as he touched Fang Jie, he knew that Fang Jie was not dead, but fainted, and his heart couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly wrapped Shui Sheng in his arms, and then jumped back to the yellow horse, and at the same time kicked the white horse's ass with his foot. Let Shui Dai, who was bent on saving his daughter, catch the air, and the Blood Knife Ancestor also rode away on a yellow horse by himself.

The Blood Knife Ancestor's actions, Fang Jie, who was "dizzy but not dizzy", could naturally feel it, thinking that this Blood Knife Ancestor actually went to save him before running away, it didn't seem to be as hateful as he imagined, but it was Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng, who were known as decent and chivalrous people, who killed him when they saw him, and didn't even give him a chance to explain, although the Blood Knife Ancestor did all kinds of evil, he also had his own principles, at least he protected his shortcomings, at least he dared to act, at least he knew how to take care of the lives of his disciples, even if it was a corpse, he also wanted Fang Er to take it back and bury it well, Compared with each other, the chivalrous way that Fang Jie has always agreed with in his heart has quietly undergone some changes.

"Perhaps, it's not bad to be a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect who dares to do things......" Originally, Fang Jie still wanted to push Shui Sheng down when he woke up according to the normal plot development, so as to save her life, but now he completely dispelled this thought, at least he now knows that it was the Blood Knife Ancestor who passed on his martial arts, and it was the Blood Knife Ancestor who saved his life, and the others were no longer important.

And the reason why the Blood Knife Ancestor changed the order of seats was also for a great purpose. Because he knew that Shui Dai was eager to save the girl, and this Shui Dai was a hostage, if he was placed alone on the white horse, it would be a trivial matter to be taken away, and it would be a big deal without a battle, and in this way, Shui Dai would also focus on the Blood Knife Ancestor, and his so-called "good apprentice" would temporarily save his life.

However, just when the Blood Knife Ancestor had just ridden his horse and ran out of more than ten zhang, he suddenly saw a flash of gray shadows on the left and right, and the moonlight reflected on the long sword was dazzling, and a cold sword light pointed at his chest, and the Blood Knife Ancestor swept back the knife. ”

At this moment, another long sword was handed to the right, this sword was very strange, the tip of the sword was drawn into large and small circles, and it was impossible to see where his sword move was pointing, and the blood knife ancestor was shocked again: "The Taiji sword master has arrived." The bloody knife in his hand also swung into a circle, and the knife circle and the sword circle touched, and when the number rang, sparks burst out.

The other party shouted: "Good knife technique!" Floating to the side, it was a Taoist wearing an apricot yellow robe.

The Blood Knife Ancestor shouted, "Your swordsmanship is good!" Having said that, the man had already galloped his horse several feet.

This horse was originally a BMW, so as soon as it ran around, no one could stop it, those two people were two of the four elders of the falling flowers and flowing water, and they were hidden at the intersection before, if these two people stopped directly on the road, the Blood Knife Ancestor might not be able to rush over, how could these two people be too confident, not only wanted to stop the Blood Knife Ancestor, but also wanted to make a contribution under the sneak attack, but they were rushed out by the Blood Knife Ancestor, and then wanted to chase after it, but they couldn't catch up anyway......

(The following does not account for the number of words: I wanted to be the fourth one, but when I saw someone's speech in the discussion area, I was angry and depressed!) I can't write the fourth chapter even if I want to...... Some people say that I "always complain", counting this time, it is the third time, if I hadn't read that post, this complaint would not have been posted, but the so-called thing is only three, it should not be considered "total", but even if it is "always complaining", do I not even have such a right? I would like to ask that person: If you work for a month and get 2.5% of the pay, can you be lenient with the person who owes you wages? But I did this, and even most VIP authors at the starting point have done it, and after these people owe you wages, you just can't help but complain, and a certain boss who paid you a salary asks you to "be lenient and strict is the way to be a man", so that you don't care about these, you can't even complain, you must be "strict", what do you think? In order to write this book, I live a life that is inferior to pigs and dogs, but I still persevere, because I always have hope in my heart, and I hope that those who let me live a life that is inferior to pigs and dogs can occasionally send a kind heart, and in addition to persevering, am I still wrong to complain to those who let me live a life that is inferior to pigs and dogs? I didn't ask these people for the occasional alms, I just hummed twice, trying to get people to vote more, to admit that my pig is a fat pig, a delicious pig, no worse than other pigs, is it wrong? Yes, I'm a stupid pig, and even though I'm cheap, I still hum...... After finishing the above paragraph with tears streaming down your face, go to sleep! ）

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