Chapter 43: Washing the Sword Pool
The river is like a dragon, shrouded in the moonlight, sparkling and flowing into the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
A tall boat sailed on the river, the lights on the boat were sporadic and a little dim, the silver-white sails hunted in the night wind, and then the moonlight could be faintly seen, and a blinding scarlet splash on it.
There was a dead silence on the boat, and corpses could be seen everywhere, most of these corpses were broken, either missing arms or legs, and they died in a terrible manner, as if they had been tortured inhumanely, including even old and weak women and children.
Rumble......
Suddenly, the ship shook, and a loud bang came from the deck.
"Blood Knife Guest, you are also a master who has been famous for a long time, and you will kill me if you have a kind. ”
The roar startled, a big man fell in a pool of blood, his left arm had long been gone, a white bone was exposed at the wound, blood was dripping, and the seven or eight people behind him were all chained, all trembling, their eyes were overflowing with fear, and they couldn't stop trembling.
A group of men in black surrounded them.
At this moment, a man dressed in black feathers came out from behind, his body was tall, his whole body was wrapped in his robe, like a shadow that blended with the night, his gaze was extremely cold, and there was a shocking scar on the left side of his face, as hideous as a poisonous insect.
"Want to die?" the Blood Knife Man sneered, "It's not that easy. ”
The cold gaze swept over everyone, and they all felt trembling, and their eyes all revealed deep despair.
The Blood Knife is one of the most terrifying killers in Jiuyan Mansion today, as early as many years ago, he has stepped into the level of the Sense God Realm, a blood knife technique is unfathomable, it is rumored that he has even killed the master who has awakened the true qi of his life, the most terrifying thing is that he has a blood knife, which is a treasure weapon, and he does not know how many people's blood he drank thirsty.
There is such a saying in Jiuyan Mansion, it is better to meet the king of Hades than to see the bloody knife.
The Blood Knife is not only powerful, but also vicious, whether it is a woman, a child, or a child, as long as it is an enemy, he will be tortured to death by him, and his limbs will be cut off, so he is notorious, and even ordinary people sometimes intimidate children, they have to use his name.
"That little cub of the Bai family is a ghost, and he sent seven caravans, three of which were transporting ordinary goods, and even the masters of the Quenching Body Realm did not have a few escorts, but he didn't expect that he would dare to put that thing in these three caravans. The Blood Demon Swordsman sneered.
The big man with the broken arm is all like ashes, and his heart is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he is deeply favored by the young master, even if he gives up his life, he will not hesitate, but if he loses that thing, I am afraid that his young master will be affected.
"How can this be, how can I be seen through my camouflage all the way?"
"But how can such an important thing not be escorted by a master, the more flaws you have, the more suspicious it is, how about handing over the things, I can give you a good time." The Blood Demon Swordsman said coldly.
"There is a kind of you who will kill me, Bai Laosan wants to sit firmly in the big position, that is wishful thinking. The big man with the broken arm snorted coldly and scolded.
"Hard-mouthed?" the Blood Demon Blade Monster smirked, "Chop off his disciple's right hand." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black next to him walked up to a young man and pulled out the scimitar at his waist.
The young man's face turned pale and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Master, master, save me." ”
"Ah......h
With a scream, a bloody palm had fallen in front of the big man.
"To say or not to say?"
The big man with the broken arm clenched his fists, his face was pale, and his eyes were about to split with anger.
"Chop off his other hand. ”
"No, don't, don't, teacher...... Ah......h
The heart-rending scream echoed across the mighty river, followed by a bloody hand falling in front of him.
"If you kill us all, what's the point of moving these juniors?" shouted the severed-arm man almost with all his strength, although his strength was good, he was not the opponent of the Blood Demon Swordsman after all.
"Leng Hanshan, thirteen years ago, you were also a master of this Jiuyan Mansion, an iron-clad thunder hand, who doesn't know? I didn't expect that now I would actually work for a little cub? Why is this so painful?" the Blood Demon Swordsman said suddenly.
"You ......" The big man with the broken arm had bulging eyes, he couldn't believe it, he had been incognito all these years, and even his appearance had changed slightly, and he thought that even the old man couldn't recognize it, but he didn't expect this blood-clothed knife man to recognize his origin.
In Jiuyan Mansion, as long as you communicate with the ancestral lineage, you can be regarded as a master, as for awakening the natal true qi is the backbone of the major families, he was also a strong party in Lenghanshan back then, founded the Iron Clothes Gate, and there were more than 100 disciples, but unfortunately an accident later, which ruined the family, and even he almost died in a fire.
"The young master has the grace of reinvention for me, my life is his, even if you kill me all over the house today and chop me alive, don't want to get that thing. Cold Mountain roared.
"Okay, it's a man, although I have killed countless people in my life, but I respect a bloody man the most, since you are so loyal, I will fulfill you. As he spoke, the Blood Demon Swordsman smiled evilly, and his gaze fell on the prisoners not far away.
These people were either Leng Hanshan's subordinates or his disciples.
"Whoever wants to live eats him. The Blood Demon Swordsman pointed at the Cold Mountain and said with a sneer.
As soon as these words came out, the black-clothed man next to him couldn't help but shrink back slightly, they knew that their master was going to play a game again, which was his greatest pleasure.
"What?" the men didn't react for a moment.
"Don't you understand? Eat him alive, drink his blood, eat his flesh, and the more you eat, the better your chances of survival. The Blood Demon Swordsman's laughter grew more and more hideous.
Those people were already stunned, was this person a pervert? He actually wanted to appreciate that they ate people alive, and that they were still their leader, their master.
"You demon, I'm ......," a man roared, and before he could finish speaking, a strong wind pierced his skull.
The shattered corpse fell, and the dull sound struck the hearts like a hammer, bringing with it an irrepressible fear.
"If you don't eat it, you know what will happen. ”
There was despair in the eyes of those people, and the torture methods of the Blood Knife Warrior made people feel that life was worse than death just thinking about it.
The Blood Knife Man was not in a hurry, he looked at the struggling eyes of those people leisurely, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he not only likes to kill, but also likes to play with people's hearts, so that they can destroy their humanity in despair, which is much more interesting than killing them.
"I'll fight with you......" Leng Hanshan's eyes were red, and he could see that it wouldn't be long before these disciples of his might not be able to bear it, and their will would collapse, and they would be at the mercy of this bloody swordsman.
As soon as the Blood Knife Man raised his hand and pressed it down, Leng Hanshan seemed to be subdued by a strange force and couldn't move.
"Let me tell you the truth, even if there is no such thing, Bai Laoqi is dead this time, and Bai Sanye has already taken someone to the sword washing pool. The Blood Knife Man said cruelly.
"What?" the cold mountain face was like ashes, and his eyes were closed, completely desperate.
"Washing the Sword Pool, that's in the Void Martial Arena. At that moment, a soft voice broke the silence of the night.