At the beginning, the snowflakes were still like light raindrops, dripping, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into goose feathers and heavy snow, and after a while, the whole world became a vast expanse, forming a curtain of snow in the sky.

A middle-aged man in a bright red robe appeared in the snow, he walked very slowly, and the distance he took with each step would not exceed half a meter.

He looked gloomy, with a hideous scar on the right side of his face, and on his back, there was a pitch-black sickle, the sickle was extremely long, more than a man tall.

His hands were always clenched into fists, and his knuckles were unusually pale, whiter than snow.

This person is the Blood Demon Qiao Yi.

Although the weather was bitterly cold, it seemed to be ten times colder around his body.

The snowflakes as big as his hands automatically became invisible when they came out three feet around him, and he lowered his eyes and walked slowly towards Charlotte City, with each step, there was a deep footprint on the ground, no matter how much the snow covered, it could not be hidden.

Joe is markedly different from twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, he was high-spirited, his expression was cold, he killed people when he shot them, he was merciless, and he made a great name in the heterogeneous world.

Today, he is as lonely as snow between his eyebrows, as if he has seen through the red dust, there is no more thing in the world that he is nostalgic for, and the place he is walking towards does not seem to be Charlotte City, but a never-ending abyss.

Today's Qiao Yi has hidden his edge and grown into a real powerhouse.

"Humph!"

There are still more than ten miles away from Charlotte City, but the heavy snow obscures everyone's sight, especially in this kind of late night, there is no one else on the official road except Qiao Yi.

He suddenly stopped, grinned and sneered, and Huo Ran raised his head.

A pair of blood-red eyes showed a sneering expression, and as soon as his right hand was raised, a blood-red sword came out of his palm, turning into ten thousand thin rays in the air, like rain hitting plantains, all hitting a tree a few feet away.

The towering tree exploded in an instant.

Seven black shadows floated out of the depths of the explosion as if they were nothing, and surrounded Qiao Yi without touching the ground.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, the seven of them raised their hands at the same time, and tens of thousands of flying cones with a strange luster burst out of their bodies, bringing out bursts of terrible sounds of breaking the air, and it seemed to be secretly combined with some kind of wonderful formation, forming an irresistible hidden weapon magic net, and hit Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi frowned slightly, his eyes saw that the red light faded in an instant, and turned into the gaze of a normal person, he laughed, let out a long whistle, and turned his body extremely quickly;

At this time, the sickle appeared in his hand at some point, and the sickle seemed to make a loud noise, and a disgusting smell of blood permeated from its body, and dozens of zhang long red blood rose into the sky.

"Humph!"

Qiao Yi snorted coldly again, his face showed excited battle intent, and the scythe swirled with him, colliding with countless hidden weapons, sparks splashing everywhere, and making a clanging sound.

"What an ink door, what a group of ink men!"

The red robe on Qiao Yi's body was whirring in the cold wind, and his body turned faster and faster, straight like a spinning top, and a blood-red wind blew on the ground.

The wind swept up all the snow on the ground and brought it to the center of the storm, and after a few moments, all seven men had all their hidden weapons, and the clanging of the storm's loyalty had stopped.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the snow that had been rolled up burst from inside, turning into more dangerous hidden weapons, and striking in all directions, the air around seemed to freeze suddenly, and then the dull sound continued.

Hidden among the countless snowflakes is a sickle that loves people.

"Poof!"

One of the seven shadows was stabbed in the arm with a scythe, and he tried to escape, but the scythe spun from the scythe and wrenched his entire arm into minced flesh.

Seeing this, the other six people each carried a dark and slender dagger in their hands, all of which were forged from dark iron and low-grade spars, and they were extremely hard.

The six-handled dagger stabbed at an extremely angled angle, silently.

These seven people are all intelligence officers of the Shadow Legion, but they have learned the kung fu of Momen vividly, and from the beginning, Qiao Yi has already concluded that a group of ink men are assassinating him.

If it had been according to his temperament twenty years ago, he would have gotten rid of these seven people a long time ago.

But twenty years of forbearance, let him learn to think and human feelings, he is indeed not afraid of Momen, but the strength of Kong Zangmen is a cut away from Momen, if he really kills these seven people, it will bring endless trouble to the master, Qiao Yi really does not want to kill these seven people.

He...... It's not the blood-demon reckless man of twenty years ago.

But these seven people were plotting to kill him, Momen's kung fu was originally weird, and it was impossible to prevent it, coupled with the aura that the seven people had painstakingly created, Qiao Yi fell into a predicament in a short period of time.

The young man whose arm was cut off by Qiao Yi with a knife did not change his face, stopped the bleeding, and stabbed him with a dagger, and the more vicious he became.

Qiao Yi had only used a sickle to protect himself before, and there were layers of blood-red light lingering around his body, and the black qi gushing out from the seven daggers could not enter within three feet of him.

And every time he wielded the scythe, there were swords pouring out of the sky like locusts, and the smell of blood on each stool was enough to scare a normal person's courage.

He is the one who uses the scythe, and it is not an extraordinary object, but a second-grade spiritual weapon.

More than 20 years ago, Qiao Yi practiced the 'Wuyue Drawing Technique' of Kong Zangmen to the point of cutting off the head of the sickle, and there was no possibility of improving himself, so he carried a rough and inferior golden knife down the mountain.

He walked all the way, killed all the way, as long as it was someone he thought was unpleasant, he killed all of them.

In just half a year, he killed more than a few hundred people.

A year later, he crossed the Xiangjiang River, suddenly had an induction in his heart, dived into the bottom of the Xiangjiang River, killed a thousand-year-old sea Jiao with his bare hands, and obtained this 'Tian Chan Knife'.

The Heavenly Toad Fan Knife was the unique weapon of Yue Shiqun, a peerless powerhouse of the Demon Dao thousands of years ago, and after he was surrounded and killed by dozens of righteous path masters, this long sickle disappeared.

But I didn't want to, thousands of years later, the Tianchan Fan Knife was obtained by Qiao Yi.

The Heavenly Toad Fan Knife was at least stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people, and the anger was extremely heavy, and the person holding the knife was as if possessed by ten thousand ghosts, extremely painful, and the cultivators with slightly worse minds were only afraid that they would immediately go mad and be devoured by the magic knife.

But Qiao Yi easily surrendered to this peerless magic knife and made him willing to serve him as his master.

Because he was more cold-blooded and cruel than Yue Shiqun back then.

After getting the Heavenly Toad Fan Knife, Qiao Yi became more bloodthirsty, more ruthless, and no longer had any scruples, but after all, he provoked the Xuanyin Demon Palace, was chased and killed by Zhong Huanwan, was seriously injured, and almost died.

Qiao Yi, who has been practicing penance for twenty years, is far more powerful than before.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Qiao Yi saw that the seven people still didn't know how to advance or retreat, and followed him like a shadow, and in just a moment of incense, the eight of them turned to fight for dozens of miles, but they were getting farther and farther away from Xia Luo City.

"Even though Momen is one of the seven major sects, it is still ...... It's too overbearing. ”

Qiao Yi finally showed his hideous side.