Chapter 8: Eight swords on a white horse, nine monsters with red hair

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This time, both were defeated, and both were seriously injured.

"Haha, I won ......"

Seven Swords Soul Chasing Gu Piaoxiang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and said.

"Don't be ashamed, now you and I are both defeated, you can't kill me at all"

Tang Yu glanced at him and smiled coldly.

"I can't kill you, but you have to know, this is my territory, wait, my men will come and cut off your head, haha"

Gu Piaoxiang showed a hint of ridicule.

This guy can actually take over his Soul Chasing Seven Swords, and he can be regarded as the last talent.

However, offending his Wuyi Gang can only lead to a dead end.

Tang Yu snorted coldly and did not speak.

Gu Piaoxiang is right, now he has no strength to fight at all, even if he comes to call Hanako, he can easily kill him.

Especially now, the medicinal power of the Mad Demon Pill has passed, and a huge weakness dares to sweep through his whole body, and he can't raise a trace of strength at all.

The sunset was like blood, and at this moment, nine strange people suddenly appeared on the street at dusk.

Jute shirts, multi-eared babac shoes, and a head full of messy hair scattered over his shoulders like flames.

These nine people were tall and short, old and young, and although their faces were different, their faces were all expressionless like dead people.

When he walks, his shoulders don't move, his knees don't bend, and he looks like a zombie.

They walked slowly through the long street, and suddenly stared at Tang Yu and the two on the ground motionlessly.

The first one took off the gold ring on his ear, waved his hand, and nailed it to the bluestone road next to them.

Sparks splashed around, and the golden rings were embedded in the stones.

At this moment, in the twilight, eight white horses galloped, and the hooves of the horses trampled on the stone street, and the war drums thundered.

All of them on the horse are fierce and agile hands.

Eight horses came to Tang Yu and Gu Piaoxiang, and the eight of them waved their hands at the same time.

The light of the knife was like lightning, and there were a few swishing sounds, and there were eight more snow-bright steel knives on the ground.

One of them, a shirtless man in green clothes, reined in his horse, jumped off the saddle, and held the two legs of the horse with both hands.

He could only be heard exhaling and roaring like a thunderclap, and lifted the horse high and carried it to the eaves.

Looking at this sudden occurrence, Tang Yu was really dizzy for a while.

These two weirdos came very strangely.

Until now, no one spoke, just stared at the two of them coldly.

Seven Swords Soul Chasing Gu Piaoxiang staggered up, smiled coldly at the two groups of weirdos, and said, "Miao Yaotian, what do you mean by Zhao Yidao?"

Of course, he knew these two gangs, and they were the other two gangs in Jinling Mansion, the Red Hair Gang and the White Horse Gang.

The lion has a wide nose and a wide mouth, is full of red hair, and has three gold rings on his earlobes, which is the leader of the red-haired gang, the "Flame God" Miao Yaotian.

And the bearded man who was shirtless and had the courage of ten thousand people was none other than Zhao Yidao, the leader of the White Horse Gang.

For a long time, the three major gangs in Jinling Mansion have not violated the river water with well water.

Now that he was seriously injured, these two groups suddenly appeared, making Gu Piaoxiang faintly feel a bad taste.

Flame God "Miao Burning Heaven, in his eyes, there seemed to be a flame burning, and he laughed when he heard this: "From today on, there will be no Wuyi Gang in Jinling Mansion anymore"

"What are you talking about?" Gu Piaoxiang was furious, staring at Miao Yaotian deadly.

In the past, this guy was not his opponent at all, if it weren't for him and Zhao Yidao joining forces to fight him, the Red Hair Gang would have been wiped out by him a long time ago.

"You don't have to stare at me, Gu Piaoxiang, let me tell you, half an hour ago, your Wuyi Gang was already served by our team, and now you are finished, haha"

Flame God," Miao Yaotian said with a laugh.

This is the way this rivers and lakes, either you die or I die.

The weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, the black-clothed gang that was strong for a while, and the wounds of the dead and wounded of the three hall masters.

In addition to Tang Yu, Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, restrained Gu Piaoxiang, and of course they would not miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Hearing this, Gu Piaoxiang spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

"I'm going to kill you......" he struggled to raise the Soul Chaser Sword in his hand.

"Haha, it's up to you"

Zhao Yidao, who had not spoken, quickly pulled out the knife on his waist.

That's a sleek knife, a quick knife!

There is no scabbard.

Xue Liang's knife was stuck in his red belt.

The green cloth arrow clothes, the green cloth wrapping his head, and a belt cloth is redder than Miao Yaotian's hair, which happens to match his blood-red sword clothes.

The sword light is like electricity, and the blood shadow is all over the sky.

In an instant, Zhao slashed out eighteen knives.

Seven Swords Soul Chasing Gu Piaoxiang barely gathered a breath and attacked with a long sword in his hand.

Just listen to the sound of "ding".

Gu Piaoxiang's long sword flew out of his hand, and his whole person was also knocked out by the huge impact.

"Poof" is another mouthful of blood spurting out.

Gu Piaoxiang struggled to get up, but felt that she couldn't use any strength in her body.

"Haha, the Seven Swords Soul Chaser is nothing more than that"

Zhao Yidao said disdainfully.

Seven swords chasing souls, white horses and eight swords, red hair and nine monsters.

For a long time, Gu Piaoxiang has pressed them, and today he finally raised his eyebrows.

Glancing at Gu Piaoxiang coldly, this guy stared at Tang Yu on the ground again: "Who are you, what does Huashan Sect Yue Buqun have to do with you?"

It is worthy of Zhao Yidao, although he did not recognize the Jade Girl Golden Needle Nineteen Swords, but he recognized the Huashan Sword Technique.

"Oh, do you know Yue Buqun?" Hearing this, Tang Yu asked with a move in his heart.

"That kind of character, how can I know it, many years ago, I saw the outer disciples of the Huashan Sect use similar swordsmanship......

Zhao Yidao sighed when he heard this.

However, there is one thing that makes him more concerned about Tang Yu's identity.

If it really has something to do with the Huashan faction and such a martial arts sect, a small gang like them would never dare to offend.

"Oh, that's the case, do you know where the Huashan faction is?"

Tang Yu asked without giving up.

The system asked him to find Ning Zhongze, the fairy of Huashan, but he didn't have any clues so far.

"I really don't know this, since the sword demon Dugu sought defeat 10,000 years ago and divided Jiuzhou with one sword, many martial arts factions have disappeared in the rivers and lakes."

Zhao Yidao shook his head, he was telling the truth.

Decades ago, he only saw one from afar, a disciple of the Huashan Sect who was fighting with the people of the Demon Sect.

That level of fighting is not something he can look up to at all.

For that kind of monk who flies to the sky, he is too far behind.

Seeing that Tang Yu showed a hint of disappointment, Zhao Yidao and Miao Yaotian glanced at each other, and the doubts in their hearts were even greater.

"Dare to ask who the young man is?"

"Oh, an elder of the Huashan faction is an old man of mine."

Tang Yu said ambiguously.

When you say three points directly, you can't throw away all your heart.

Now that he is so seriously injured, even a child can easily kill him.

Don't look at this Miao Yaotian and Zhao Yidao, be respectful to him now.

If you know, he has nothing to do with the Huashan faction.

Tang Yu believed that they would not hesitate to kill themselves.