Blood Swords!

Why is he here?!

How dare he come!

Dongfang Yi appeared in Huangshan Mansion, so naturally he couldn't hide Liu Ruosong, the head snake!

But Liu Ruosong is not worried, the reason is as I said before, Wansong Villa is based in Anhui is the layout of the Wudang faction! As one of the two leaders of martial arts, the Wudang faction, in addition to its native Hubei, has also planted such a force in Anhui to guard the portal!

This situation is already very restrained and restrained!

Unless they want to start a war with Wudang, no one will be full enough to make trouble with Wansong Villa.

Now, the other party really dares to come to the door, and he does it!

Half a year ago, the Blood Sword and the Meteor Sword were equally famous, Ding Peng's Meteor Sword, he saw it, it was really like a meteor outside the sky, if he didn't win the cheats in advance, even if he protected the body with internal force in advance, it was unstoppable!

Now the name of the blood-dripping sword drawing style is still above the meteor sword!

Naturally, he didn't dare to underestimate it!

Although he felt that the Blood Sword didn't dare to really hurt him!

Although he knew that Mo Zhuzi, Old Man Plum Blossom, Mr. Xie, and even Mr. Zhong would not let the Blood Sword hurt him!

But he still resolutely returned his sword to resist!

Unlike Ding Peng's stupid boy, as early as thirty years ago when he was studying art in Wudang, he understood a truth!

This world ...... Others are unreliable!

Only the sword in his hand is his reliance on the world.

Piercing blood streaked across the living room and shot straight into the martial arts arena.

"You dare!"

Mo Zhuzi shouted angrily, shook his robe, and had a slender long whip similar to a bamboo pole in his hand.

This long whip is not a soft whip, but it is not a hard whip like a steel whip!

Not soft or hard!

In other words, it can be soft or hard!

The tip of the whip body bends suddenly, and the tip of the whip falls like a drill.

"Why are you so angry?! Come, smoke a cigarette and dissipate your gas. ”

The smiling old man shook the cigarette stick, and the last hair came first, and the gilded rod head hit the tip of the whip with a clatter.

"How daring!" The old man of the plum blossom also lost his former harmony.

The sleeve robe waved, and a large amount of silver and white things swayed out.

Plum blossoms in the sky sprinkled with silver coins!

The famous skill of the old man of the plum blossom, the plum blossom dart made of silver money mixed with cold iron, each one contains the full force of a second-rate martial artist.

As soon as it was spilled, there were hundreds of plum blossom darts splashed, which was equivalent to nearly a hundred second-rate martial artists shooting at the same time.

This kind of power is really incomparable, all over the rivers and lakes, and there are few people who can stop it!

Jingle Bell!

Now, there was a bald old man in front of him, who took a step forward with a smile like this, blocking all the money.

"Great compassion old man?! It's you! ”

"When did you join the Changle Gang?!" The old man was furious.

The old man of Great Compassion lives in seclusion on Moby Dick Island a lot, but his name is still spread in the Northland, and he naturally knows it.

"Old man Mei, you can eat more, you can't talk nonsense! The old man just came to watch the battle! What did he join the Changle Gang? The old man of great compassion was bald: "Also, you shot the old man's clothes for no reason, and if you don't accompany you for three or five taels of silver, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!" ”

Mr. Xie and Mr. Zhong Da also took a step forward, but in the end they stopped.

In front, more than 20 first-class martial artists walked into the martial arts arena.

Although most of these people are ordinary first-class, but more than twenty of them are shooting together, and the top first-class people who cultivate external skills are afraid that they can't hold it, let alone them.

Bite!

Such a delay!

The eleven-foot dazzling blood and the eight-foot yellow sword had already collided.

This Liu Ruosong cultivates Wudang Pure Yang Gong, which was created by Wudang Zhang Zhenren, although the power is not as good as the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, but it is also considered a top grade in the top exercises.

The internal force is extremely condensed and thick!

That's why you can block the meteors outside the sky!

Thundered!

There was a loud bang, and the sword qi was everywhere, and the dust and sand flew all over the sky.

Ding Peng, who was crawling on the ground, was directly swept away by the violent air waves, and slammed into the wall. If it weren't for the fact that I was still thinking about giving Mrs. Liu, I am afraid that she would have passed out.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Liu Ruosong took three steps back in succession, his hair was scattered, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but his face still maintained his demeanor: "The sword drawing style of the Eastern Gang Leader is really extraordinary!" ”

But this is from the bottom of my heart!

He could sense that Dongfang Yi's internal strength level was nothing but ordinary first-class, but under the increase of the sword drawing style, it was the strength of the first-class peak to strike with all his strength.

This sword-drawing style is no weaker than that extraterrestrial meteor!

And unlike the extraterrestrial meteor, this sword-drawing style is rumored to be created by Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi returned the sword in the sheath.

The whole person exudes an indescribable coldness and arrogance.

Directly ignoring Liu Ruosong, he walked past him, his snow-white boots walked in front of Ding Peng's head, and said condescendingly and indifferently: "Changle Gang collects heroes from all over the world, but this time it is a ...... to go."

"Kill, kill!"

Ding Peng's eyes were blood-red, staring at Mrs. Liu.

"Rubbish!"

Thundered!

The internal force was vigorous, and Ding Peng was directly shocked and flew away, slammed, and fell behind the crowd.

Burst!

He was spraying blood, and after he couldn't see Mrs. Liu, his originally blood-red eyes gradually regained their clarity.

"Sober!"

In the field of vision is a pair of snow-white boots with gold threads tattooed on the edges! Not a golden thread! Rather, it is a filament made of gold.

Such gorgeous boots can only be drawn by the old lady Xue of the Gyeonggi Divine Needle.

Every pair is sky-high!

Ordinary martial artists who are mixed in the rivers and lakes, even if they are first-class heroes, are not qualified to contact at all, and there is no way to buy them.

"It's you."

Ding Peng looked up.

He has always had a good memory, and the person in front of him should be the young man in blue that he met in the hotel that day.

However, the young man in blue was as warm as water, and now the man in white was exuding a formidable fierceness and unquestionable majesty.

This is an invincible momentum that can only be cultivated after being in a high position for a long time.

"Do you still want to die?"

The man in white looked at him coldly, as if looking down at an ant.

"Thank you ......"

Ding Peng replied with difficulty.

He is naturally not a person who does not know what to do, if it weren't for the man in white, at this moment, he would have died.

"Thank you for a little light?"

"I don't know what you want Ding to do? If he can do it, Ding will definitely go all out. ”

Ding Peng said, and smiled bitterly: "But come to think of it, with your excellency's martial arts, you shouldn't need Ding's waste." ”

"How can the Meteor Sword be a waste?"

"But Ding is no longer a meteor sword."

Ding Peng's mouth was full of blood, and he was unspeakably embarrassed.

There are no extraterrestrial meteors, he is just an ordinary second-rate martial artist.

"Join my Changle Gang, you can be!" The man in white exudes an unquestionable majesty.

Ding Peng's eyes flashed with a hint of hope: "Ding is willing to enter!" ”

He's not stupid!

Naturally, I know that the reason why today's events have been calculated by Liu Ruosong from beginning to end is mainly because he is just a lonely and helpless poor boy!

There is no backer, no background, others can play however they want!

After being played, no one will even believe it if you are honest!

"Lord Liuzhuang!"

Dongfang Yi raised his head and said: "There is a sword drawing style in this seat, the power is not bad, it should not lose to the outside of the sky...... Well, for a while, it should be Wudang Panasonic! ”

"The witnesses are also there, the rules of the rivers and lakes, the strong one wins!"