"Bloody Knife Thief ......"

Shui Sheng and Wang Xiaofeng hurriedly pulled out their long swords as if they were facing a great enemy, pointing directly at the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Some bold martial arts people also drew their swords, they didn't want to besiege the Blood Sword Ancestor, but purely wanted to protect themselves.

However, the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't pay attention to these martial arts people, he just looked at Li Yu'er with squinting eyes, shaking his head like a male dog in heat.

"Master, this little beauty is the little master that the disciple found for you." The great monk beside the Blood Knife Ancestor said.

"Well, Baoxiang, you did a good job, and the teacher will not treat you badly!" The Blood Knife Ancestor said happily.

The great monk Baoxiang licked his lips and said shamelessly: "Master, when you are tired of playing, can you let your disciples play too?" ”

The Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes widened, shooting out a fierce light, and said, "You want to play too?" ”

"I want to play, I want to play." Bao Xiang didn't seem to be afraid of him, as a disciple of the Blood Knife Ancestor, he knew his character very well, the more lustful people were, the more the Blood Knife Ancestor liked him.

Seeing that Baoxiang had to share Li Yu'er with him, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately laughed and said, "Okay, Ancestor, I like your temperament, and I'll let you play when Ancestor finishes playing." ”

"Then thank you, Master." Baoxiang swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in a row, as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

This Blood Knife Gate is a cult in the Western Regions, and it usually specializes in some abductive women, and those captive women will naturally not have a good end, either they are killed by women, or they are sold into the Qinglou, and the end is extremely miserable.

"Phew, shameless." Rao is Li Yu'er has a generous temperament, and when she heard the old ancestor and apprentice of the Blood Knife say such a filthy thing, she couldn't help but blush.

"Little beauty, your face has become more beautiful as soon as you blush, and the ancestor likes hehe." Seeing that Li Yu'er's face was as red as a red apple, the Blood Knife Ancestor really wanted to pounce on it immediately and take a bite, and his color heart was even stronger.

"How can this be reasonable...... Shui Sheng saw that the ancestor of the Blood Knife was teasing Li Yu'er, and was ready to help, but was stopped by Wang Xiaofeng, the martial arts people in the Liancheng Jue are like this, when they don't involve themselves, they shout chivalrous righteousness, draw their swords to help, once they meet the wicked people they criticize and write, their thoughts will change to self-preservation first.

"Yo Yo, this has a little beauty, the ancestor is really a blessing, haha!" Although Shui Sheng's words were not finished, he still discovered that the more beauties the better for him, and he had already made up his mind to snatch away the two beauties, one big and one young.

"Get out!"

Being verbally insulted to his granddaughter in front of him, how could Li Yunlong bear it, his fingers slammed into a chopstick on the dining table, and shot straight into the face of the ancestor of the bloody knife.

Blood Knife Ancestor is very cautious, no matter where he is, he insists on his caution, he has been observing every move of the martial arts people around him, Li Yunlong's chopsticks are impossible to hide from his eyes, he just waved his hand, and hit the chopsticks aside.

"You're the grandfather of the little beauty, right? How can you entertain your grandson-in-law like this? "The Blood Knife Ancestor also ridiculed Li Yunlong at this time.

"The bald donkey is looking for death!"

Li Yunlong scolded, stepped on the chair with his right foot, and swooped down on the Blood Knife Ancestor like an eagle.

The Blood Knife Ancestor had already prepared, he blinked at his apprentice Bao Xiang, and the Great Monk Bao Xiang stood in front of the Blood Knife Ancestor, ready to take this blow for the Blood Knife Ancestor.

While letting the apprentice block the move for himself, the Blood Knife Ancestor was not idle, he took the opportunity to rush to Li Yu'er's side, wanting to kidnap her.

Li Yu'er was shocked, the Blood Knife Ancestor, who was originally preparing to fight with her grandfather, actually came to her side in the blink of an eye!

She drew her sword and stabbed, but her martial arts were too different from the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the Blood Knife Ancestor just slapped her long sword away with a light tap.

At the same time, Li Yunlong and Baoxiang also exchanged hands, and the two of them slapped each other, Li Yunlong had deep internal strength, and Baoxiang was tall and powerful, and he was evenly matched by this palm.

"Yu'er!"

Seeing that the Blood Knife Ancestor left himself to deal with his granddaughter, Li Yunlong immediately wanted to save Li Yu'er, but the role of the treasure elephant was to entangle him, where to let him go to the rescue.

In terms of martial arts, Li Yunlong's martial arts are higher than those of the treasure elephant, but to win, it must be more than a hundred moves, and it is not so simple for him to get rid of the entanglement of the treasure elephant!

"Grandpa save me!" Li Yuer's long sword was knocked to the ground, like an isolated and helpless little sheep, with a thin layer of rain and mist in her beautiful eyes, as if she was about to cry out at any time, and her grace disappeared.

It's not her fault for this, the main reason is that the Blood Knife Gate is too notorious, and you can know what it will happen if you fall into their hands with your toes!

"Little beauty, you cry, the more you cry, the more the ancestor likes it......" The blood knife ancestor had a **** face, and his feet were also pressing step by step.

"Don't come here, don't come here......" Li Yu'er slowly retreated, she had no way to retreat at all, because there was only a wall left behind her, and she had no other way but to jump out of the window at this time, but the second floor was only about four meters from the ground, even if she jumped, she would be caught, so it was better not to jump.

"Yu'er!"

Li Yunlong shouted heartbreakingly, but he was entangled by the treasure elephant, and he couldn't tell the difference at all, this treasure elephant had rough skin and thick flesh, and he also practiced a horizontal martial arts, and the palm force hit him, which could only make his fat tremble a few more times.

Even if Li Yuer was forced to this part, those people in the rivers and lakes were still just watching, no one wanted to draw a knife to help, and the only Shui Sheng who wanted to help was still stopped by her cousin Wang Xiaofeng.

"Don't, don't ......" Li Yuer had already retreated to the base of the wall, and there was no room to retreat.

"Little beauty, don't be afraid, the ancestor will love you well in the future!" The Blood Knife Ancestor laughed wildly.

"Shut up, you're laughing hard you know?" At this time, Chen Hao spoke, Li Yuer and he were also friends, and he couldn't watch him being captured by the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Brother Chen!" Li Yuer's eyes lit up, and then she gloomed again, in her heart Chen Hao became an arrogant person, even her grandfather couldn't see that he had martial arts, that could only mean that everything was bragging about him.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that someone dared to say that his words were ugly, the Blood Knife Ancestor was furious, so many people present were silent about him, but such a young man dared to provoke him.

The Blood Knife Ancestor is very partial to his own disciples, and he also takes care of them, even if sometimes the disciples of the disciples are disrespectful, he will let it go, but the disciple who only targets him, an outsider like Chen Hao dares to provoke him, then he will definitely die.

"A man who beats you!" Chen Hao stood up from his seat and smiled lightly at the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Poof! Ha ha! "Finally, someone couldn't help laughing, these martial arts people can't deal with outsiders, and they are never willing to be left behind when they laugh at their own people.