Chapter 35: Sending the Knife
"Daddy? It turned out that the seniors of Shuidai came! β
After hearing Shui Sheng's surprise cry in the temple, although Yang Xingzhou couldn't see what was going on in front of him clearly, he also knew that it was Shui Dai who rushed over.
It's just that Shui Sheng's exclamation is quite inappropriate, if she doesn't shout, the Blood Knife Ancestor in the hall may not take her hostage, but at this time, she even shouted the word "Daddy", and the fool also knows the relationship between her and the person who came.
Sure enough, after hearing Shui Sheng's shout, the Blood Knife Ancestor next to him couldn't be surprised, his body flashed, and he came to Shui Sheng's side, the blood knife in his hand turned into a bloody light, waved it in front of Shui Sheng, and shouted, "Stop!" β
Shui Sheng only felt a slight chill at the left eyebrow bone, and before his brain could react, he saw hairs falling from his eyes, and only after a moment did he understand: "This is my eyebrows!" The demon monk just swung a knife and shaved off my eyebrows! β
At this time, it was already late at night, the lights were dim, and this Blood Knife Ancestor actually used the Blood Knife to shave off one of Shui Sheng's eyebrows without damaging his skin in this situation, which was really amazing, especially since he was now one-armed and one-eyed, and it was even more difficult.
Even in a critical situation, Shui Sheng was still shocked: "This demon monk's sword technique is so powerful!" Daddy may not be better than him! β
At this time, after the person who came out of the sword at the door cut off the head of Shanyong with a sword, the sword light did not stop, and he slashed towards the holy prayer next to him.
This person shot like electricity, and he was more decisive and ruthless, from kicking the door to the sword, in one go, without the slightest hesitation, if it weren't for the saint's cultivation to be profound, and the speed of response, I am afraid that he would also end up like a good and brave end.
Just as the saint turned over and dodged the person who slashed a sword, the voices of the Blood Knife Ancestor and Shui Sheng sounded one after another, and the person holding the sword paused and turned his head to look in the direction of Shui Sheng: "Sheng'er, they didn't do anything to you, right?" β
The person who came was Shui Dai.
In order to find his daughter, he deliberately went to the house of Wan Zhenshan, the "Wuyun Hand" outside the staff of Jingzhou City, and asked Wan Zhenshan to gather people from all over Jingzhou City to help him find Shui Sheng's whereabouts.
It's just that most of the people in the city today went to Lingfu because of the matter of Liancheng Jue, although Wan Zhenshan is the head snake sitting in Jingzhou, but there are few people available, especially he pays more attention to the treasure of Liancheng Jue than anyone else, and specially sent his disciples and sons to Lingfu to prepare to find out the specific news.
In this way, there are fewer people available, although Shui Dai's "Water Moon Sword" has a great reputation, and it belongs to the senior masters that Wan Zhenshan can definitely not provoke, since he has something to ask for, he naturally does not dare to slack off.
However, at this time, under the lack of manpower, he could only barely find a few idle servants and a few disciples to go to the city to inquire about the news, which seemed to be quite an errand.
As for himself, all his thoughts were on the treasures of Liancheng Jue, and he was even more restless than Shui Dai.
Just when Shui Dai was angry and wanted to leave Wanfu, it happened that Yang Xingzhou's letter was sent over, and after seeing Yang Xingzhou's letter, Shui Dai didn't dare to delay, sneered at Wan Zhenshan a few times, and went straight to the outside of Jingzhou City.
He is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, experienced in dealing with the enemy, and knows that if he wants to rescue the hostage, he must use thunderbolt means, lightning and lightning to attack, and he can rescue the hostage with a momentum like a tiger, otherwise, he will fall into passivity.
Therefore, when he ran to the gate of the ancient temple that Yang Xingzhou said, he took up the light body exercises, quietly came to the courtyard, and after listening carefully to the conversation inside, he had already determined the identity of the people in the house, so he kicked the door out of the sword, and tried to solve the other party instantly.
Unexpectedly, being shouted by Shui Sheng led to failure, only one monk was killed, and it was already difficult to kill someone again.
He has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and after seeing Shui Sheng clearly, his face showed excitement, he pretended to lose his temper, took two steps forward quickly, and shouted: "Sheng'er, how are you now?" β
Seeing him approaching, the Blood Knife Ancestor picked up the Blood Knife and put it on Shui Sheng's neck, and said with a smile: "If you don't want your daughter's head to be unsafe, it's best to take a few steps back, otherwise, the old monk's hand shakes, and your daughter's head will fall to the ground immediately!" β
Shui Dai looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor intently, only to see that the old monk had a pointed head and cut his ears, his face was wrinkled, he was blind in one left eye, and the sleeve of his left arm was also empty, which was tucked into his waist, and only one right arm was holding a blood-colored single knife, which was blood-red under the light, as if it had been soaked in blood.
"You are the Blood Knife Ancestor?"
Shui Dai saw the empty sleeve of the Blood Knife Ancestor's left arm, and thought of what Yang Xingzhou had said before, and was secretly taken aback: "Brother Yang said that he cut off one of the arms of the Blood Knife Ancestor, I still don't believe it, I didn't expect it to be true!" β
The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Shui Dai and said with a smile: "Yes, I am the fourth generation master of the Sichuan-Tibet Blood Knife Sect, the Blood Knife Ancestor!" Who are you? β
His face was as usual, but in fact he was very anxious.
If his arm is intact, he has to deal with it carefully when he encounters Shui Dai, and now his arm has been cut off by Yang Xingzhou, with a knife with one arm, and he has lost the balance of his left arm, he always feels that something is missing, and his eye is also blinded by Yang Xingzhou, which makes his strength lose fifty percent out of thin air. In this case, against a master like Shangshui Dai, let alone against the enemy, even if he is not sure of escape.
The long sword in Shui Dai's hand pointed diagonally at the ground, his body slowly retreated, and he looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor curiously: "Little Brother Yang Xingzhou, he said that he once cut off one of your arms, why are you also blind in one eye?" β
The most unheard by the Blood Knife Ancestor at this time was the three words "Yang Xingzhou", and when he heard this, a burst of anger rushed straight to the top beam door from the soles of his feet, and scolded: "Fuck, do you know Yang Xingzhou?" He said he cut off my left arm? Didn't he say that I was also blinded by him in my left eye? Okay, okay, do you know Yang Xingzhou? Ancestor is going to cut off your daughter's arm and poke your daughter's eye right now! β
As he spoke, the bloody knife in his hand was raised, and he was about to cut off Shui Sheng's left arm.
Shui Sheng's frightened body trembled, closed his eyes and screamed.
Shui Dai snorted, the long sword flashed, and stabbed at the saint behind him who wanted to make a secret move, the saint was startled, and turned sideways to let Shui Dai's sudden sword, roll on the ground a few times, and instantly burst out of the temple gate, shouting: "Master, the apprentice will go out first and work hard to cultivate the Blood Sword True Scripture, and after ten or eight years of cultivation, after the practice, I will come here to save you!" β
The sound faded away, and after a few moments it faded away.
The blood knife slashed by the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly froze in mid-air, and scolded: "Fuck, this apprentice is really unreliable!" β
He glared at one eye and looked at Shui Dai: "I cut off your daughter's arm, but you attacked my apprentice!" Shui Dai, do you really not want to take care of your daughter's life? β
Shui Dai stared at the one-eyed eye of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and said in a deep voice: "You are a first-class master in the world, and Shui Dai's skills are not bad. But now that you are missing an arm, and you are blind, you and I are enemies, and you will surely die! β
He said slowly: "Someone in the water has always been a man who speaks, today you let the little girl go, and I will let you go." See you in the future, let's divide life and death again! β
The Blood Knife Ancestor snorted, and the Blood Knife in his hand lightly slashed at Shui Sheng's neck, cutting a wound when he landed, and blood flowed out quickly.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the wound on Shui Sheng's neck a few times, and sneered: "You Central Plains people are not good things!" All of them are like Yang Xingzhou, despicable and shameless, how can I believe you? β
He shouted to Shui Dai: "Unless you arrest Yang Xingzhou, let's replace one person with another......
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the golden blade behind him was broken, and he was taken aback: "Not good! Someone is sneaking up on you from behind! β
As soon as this thought was born, when he wanted to dodge, he felt a cold right arm, and one arm was broken at the shoulder, and before the broken arm landed, the bloody knife in his hand was snatched by a person who reached out, and then a familiar voice that frightened and angry him sounded from his side: "This knife is good!" Did you come here specifically for me? β
Blood Knife Ancestor's brain "buzzed", his body jumped back, and a voice full of infinite hatred howled out of his mouth: "Yang Xingzhouββ! β