Boom.

The sword light shattered the blood-colored vitality of the young man of the Bloody Cloth Sect and slashed towards his head.

The blood-clothed young man's face changed greatly, and a bloody knife quickly appeared in his hand, and the bloody knife blocked the sword light in front of him, but he was repelled by the sword light for a few steps.

"It's so strong!" The blood-clothed young man stared at Zhou Hao stunned, and at this moment, Zhou Hao ate the ancient sword and pounced like a gust of wind, and the speed was extremely fast.

The blood-clothed young man's eyes shrank suddenly, and the blood-colored vitality in his body rolled out again, condensed on the blood knife, and slashed at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao's long sword slashed down, colliding with his tumbling blood qi long knife, an incomparable weight instantly broke the blood knife in his hand, the long sword slashed on the shoulder of the blood-clothed youth, the blood flashed, the blood-clothed youth let out a miserable scream, the whole person was slashed by Zhou Hao and flew out five or six meters away, hit a tree before he stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the body, the blood-clothed young man's face was full of fear, turned over and fled into the distance.

"Brother Ritian ......"

Zhou Hao was about to chase after him, when suddenly, Zhu Yingshan's voice sounded behind him, he glanced back and found that Zhu Yingshan, Zhao Jingchuan and others ran over.

"Ritian, are you okay?" Zhao Jingchuan walked over, looked at Zhou Hao holding the sword, frowned, and glanced around.

Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it was someone from the Bloody Clothes Sect who attacked me." ”

"Bloody Cloth Sect?" Zhao Jingchuan's face flashed with anger, and he said, "If you meet the people of the Bloody Cloth Sect tomorrow, you will never let them go." ”

Zhou Hao suddenly thought of Rilong, and hurriedly said, "Let's go, go and find Rilong." ”

The six of them rushed in the direction that the sun dragon had left.

Not far from where they left, the two black-clothed men slowly stood up from the branches, their eyes flashing with anger, and they jumped a few times and chased in the direction where the blood-clothed young man left.

Less than three minutes later, a terrible scream was heard from the depths of the snowy forest.

Zhou Hao and the others were running, and suddenly heard a scream in the depths of the snow forest, and they all stopped, their faces cloudy.

Roar!

Then, a roar of fighting was heard, and it was the direction of the Sun Dragon.

"Quick, save the dragon. Zhou Hao let out a loud shout, held the ancient sword, and rushed to the place where the sun dragon was at the fastest speed.

The two black-clothed men held two sickle-like curved blades, spinning in the wind and snow, the curved blades were extremely sharp, with a cold energy, and the blood was cut in many places on the body of the sun dragon, and blood was flowing.

Rilong kept dodging, and sometimes burst into a killing punch, stepping on ten square steps, and a man in black kicked him in the chest, knocking him over, and blood spilled on the snow.

"Withdraw!"

Hearing the cries of Zhou Hao and the others, the two men in black stopped, glanced at Rilong unwillingly, and fled into the distance.

"Don't run!"

Covered in blood, Rilong watched the two men in black flee and chased after him like crazy.

Zhou Hao came quickly and stopped Rilong: "Don't chase." ”

It's a misty swamp, and the fog is even bigger at night, making it even more dangerous if everyone gets separated.

Zhu Yingshan and the others chased after them, and when they saw that Rilong was covered in blood, they couldn't help it.

We should have all gone out together to find some branches, not alone.

Back in front of the tent, Zhou Hao and the seven people were extremely angry, their tent was destroyed, the bonfire was extinguished, and the weather was freezing, this is to freeze them to death.

"...... Bloody Cloth Sect, I, Zhao Jingchuan, are inseparable from you. Zhao Jingchuan looked at the torn tent and the extinguished bonfire, and was extremely angry.

Yang Ziyan, Zhu Yingshan, and Bai Yanling were also very angry.

Zhou Hao frowned, took out another tent from the stone ring, and the six of them set up the tent and lit a bonfire again.

Zhu Yingshan gave Rilong a healing pill, and Rilong sat cross-legged and quietly breathed.

Pei Yuehong clenched his fists and said, "This Bloody Cloth Sect is really hateful!"

After about half an hour, there was the sound of instigating footsteps outside the tent, and a lot of people came.

Zhou Hao's ears moved, and he walked out of the tent, and Zhu Yingshan and others also followed.

Outside the tent stood seven blood-clad men, mostly young men, two of whom were young men, and they all had a strong aura.

"Did you kill my disciple of the Bloody Cloth Sect?" one of the blood-clothed young men coldly swept Zhou Hao and the six of them.

Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "No." ”

The blood-clothed young man said angrily: "You still dare to be hard-mouthed, within a radius of one mile, there is only one tent for you, my junior brother is dying in this range, who else can you be?"

Zhao Jingchuan stood up and said angrily: "The misty swamp, the demon beasts are rampant, who knows how your junior brother died, you dare to blame us, I think you bloody clothes sect don't want to mix." ”

"It turned out to be the little overlord of Beichuan, who am I so arrogant!" The young man recognized Zhao Jingchuan and said coldly: "This is a misty swamp, not a place for you to be arrogant and wild." ”

Zhao Jingchuan was furious, pointed at the young man and said angrily: "Since you know who the young master is, you still dare to speak wildly? Believe it or not, the young master killed you......

"If your second brother Zhao Jingyuan is here, I am afraid of him, you, hum ......" The blood-clothed young man burst out suddenly, swished out, slapped his palm on Zhao Jingchuan's chest, and directly knocked Zhao Jingchuan away, spitting blood from his mouth, falling more than ten meters away, and buried in the snowdrift.

"Innate Five Realms?"

Zhou Hao's face changed greatly, this Bloody Cloth Sect was too shameless, there were so many disciples of the Innate Realm!

This person is obviously not a newly recruited disciple of the Bloody Clothes Sect!

Pei Yuehong ran over and pulled Zhao Jingchuan out of the snowdrift, already unconscious.

Zhou Hao and the four of them glanced at it, and their faces were cloudy.

This young man from the Bloody Cloth Sect was much stronger than the previous one, and standing behind him, there was also a young man with a strong aura who was also staring at them coldly.

Zhou Hao held the sword behind his back, but Zhu Yingshan ripped off his clothes, it was obvious that none of them was the opponent of the young man of the Bloody Cloth Sect in front of him, and the gap in cultivation strength was too far.

"The Bloody Cloth Sect is really so bold, is there no one in the Heavenly Sect to deceive me?"

A delicate sound came from a distance, and a slender woman in a flying feather robe stepped on the snow, and her speed was very fast, appearing in front of Zhou Hao and the others to block the young man of the Bloody Cloth Sect.

"Zhong Chubai?"

The young man of the Bloody Clothes Sect glanced at Zhong Chubai coldly, did not retreat, glanced around, and sneered: "Lu Jingchen didn't come, it's up to you, do you think it's my opponent?"

"Pan Chuyi, do you want to challenge my Yusheng Heavenly Sect on behalf of the Blood Cloth Sect?" Zhong Chubai's expression was cold, holding the jade plate in his hand, and the innate vitality on his body rolled up, very cold, colder than this ice and snow.

Zhou Hao was closest to her, felt the breath on Zhong Chubai's body, blinked his eyes, and muttered, "Is she the body of the Yin? Why is the innate vitality so cold?"

Pan Chuyi looked at Zhong Chubai coldly, then glanced at the jade card in her hand, and said angrily: "You disciples of the Yusheng Heavenly Sect killed my disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect, it is best to give us an explanation." Hmph......"

As he spoke, Pan Qiyi snorted coldly and left with the people of the Bloody Clothes Sect.

Zhong Chubai took a deep breath, slowly put away the jade card in his hand, turned to look at Zhou Hao and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, did you kill the people of his Blood Clothes Sect?"