In the mountain behind the Blood Knife Gate, three second-order NPC martial artists are besieging a fat man in red.

One of these three people made a knife, one made a sword, and one made a fist, although there was no cooperation, but the shot was fierce and fast, and the fat man could only block left and right, and had no power to fight back.

"Senior brother, something happened!" In the distance, two disciples of the Blood Knife Sect who were also dressed in red ran away, these two people had bald heads like monks, but they looked fierce and vicious.

The fat man is the senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect, since the competition in the ring two years ago, the Blood Knife Gate is finally on the right track under his integration, and it is no longer that lawless and arrogant state. After two years, the cities operated by the Blood Knife Gate are all over Tibet, Sichuan, Gansu, and Qinghai, and the people have gradually recognized the actions of the Blood Knife Gate, which can be said to be thriving.

Sugar Slash heard someone shouting, his eyes froze, and his movements suddenly changed, from defensive to offensive. First forced back the three martial artists in a few moves in a row at a very fast speed, and the fat body flew back a few meters lightly, and when the three of them rushed in front of him, the huge scimitar turned around three hundred and sixty degrees with a whistling sound, and was cleanly put back on his back.

The three martial artists divided into six pieces and fell to the ground in an instant, blood spilled on the ground.

Sugar Slash squinted his little eyes, pinched his nose and touched the waist of the corpse for a long time, but he didn't touch anything, he could only shake his head and sigh: "Hey, the system is really stingy, why is this explosion rate getting lower and lower." ”

The two Blood Knife Sect disciples from a distance had already approached, but they were Guan Bei and Zhang Yu.

"Senior brother, now that many famous and decent disciples have gone down the mountain, they are making a lot of trouble about the security maintenance fee, what should I do?" Guan Beiyi said with a fist clenched.

Sugar Chop rubbed his stomach and frowned, "What sects are making trouble?" ”

Zhang Yu hugged his fists and said: "It is mainly the Qingcheng faction, and others such as the Snow Mountain faction, the Kongtong faction, and the Diancang faction are also involved. ”

Sugar slashed: "Vultures, Stars and Tibetan Tantra, Xixia Yipintang didn't make trouble, right?" ”

Zhang Yu said: "That's not true, the evil sect and the neutral sect are all waiting. ”

Sugar Chop smiled: "I know, these famous and decent people have just come down the mountain at this time, and they don't know how powerful my Blood Knife Sect is, so they jumped so fiercely." If the Blood Knife Gate does not charge protection money, it can only take the old road of robbery and murder and oppression of the good, which is a dead end.

Guan Zhang Yu, you keep the word, everything is as usual. If these decent people don't follow the rules, they will be beaten until they follow the rules. If I don't accept that they send senior brothers to come to me, I say that I am waiting for them at any time, so I don't believe that I can't fix them. Speaking of which, Sugar Chop has turned cold, and the experience of the past two years has changed him a lot.

Qingcheng Mountain, Natural Pavilion, a handsome young man, wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a stainless steel sword, was slowly waving. His expression is focused, the corners of his mouth are smiling, his form is chic, and his movements are elegant, as if he is a fairy.

However, the faces of the few people around him were not very good-looking, all of them were bitter and hateful, and their faces were sad, but they didn't dare to make a sound, just quietly watched the young man dance the sword.

The young man's dance, not in a hurry or slowly, is half an hour. After collecting the last ceremony, the young man took out a delicate handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the fine sweat on his head, and then sat down and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

A Qingcheng disciple hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Second Senior Brother, it's still the Blood Knife Sect, and today you beat us again." If this continues, the prestige of our Qingcheng faction will be gone, and you will have to find a way. ”

Another Qingcheng disciple continued: "They also said that if you are not convinced, you can ask our senior brother to go to their senior brother. ”

This young man is the second senior brother of the Qingcheng faction, called Hou Xibo, but he is practicing with one hand. This heart-urging palm is also the best martial arts of the Qingcheng faction, and the legendary heart is split into seven or eight pieces and died, which is very ruthless. He is meticulous, usually moody, and does things either compassionate and kind, or ruthless, and all the juniors and disciples will ask him about anything, but they are afraid of him.

After listening to this, Hou Xibo was expressionless, slowly picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said: "Senior brother is a martial idiot, he has been practicing in retreat, how can he have time to take care of these miscellaneous things. You go and call the tabloid reporters. ”

The tabloid reporter is not a reporter, he is the name of a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, and he usually asks about some news gossip, and when Hao Fei made trouble in Lanzhou City two years ago, he was on a mission to go down the mountain to buy, and he also participated.

"Second Senior Brother, what's the matter?" The tabloid reporter is not tall, and his appearance is quite delicate, especially a pair of eyes are very smart, and he looks like a clever ghost at first glance.

Hou Xibo smiled: "Sit, do you know what's going on with the Blood Knife Gate?" Are they so bold that they dare to openly oppose us decent families? ”

The tabloid reporter was not polite, he sat on the chair next to him, he knew that Hou Xibo actually had a general understanding of the situation, so he chose the key and said: "The stunt of the Blood Knife Sect is [evil], if you don't charge protection money, you can only do it like two years ago, killing people and setting fires are all evil, so this protection fee is a relatively mild approach." ”

Hou Xibo stood up, walked around a few times with his hands behind his back, and asked, "How are they strong?" ”

The tabloid reporter knew that he was not just talking about martial arts, so he thought for a while and said: "According to the news on the forum, I summarized that one blood knife disciple in personal martial arts can compete with two of our Qingcheng disciples. Moreover, the vast majority of them were practicing outside, so it could be said that they responded to every call, and the time to gather together was much faster than that of other sects.

In addition, other evil sects, such as the Star Constellation, the Five Poisons, and the Ming Sect, did not dare to oppose the Blood Sword Ming Writings, and even the Vulture Palace and the Medicine King Valley still had contact with them. ”

Hou Xibo smiled: "So, this Blood Knife Gate is really a behemoth?" ”

The tabloid reporter said: "That can't be helped, our area does not belong to the Central Plains, and Shaolin Wudang may be able to compete with it." The starting point of our Qingcheng faction's martial arts is not high, and it should be suppressed in the early stage. In fact, all sects and factions are waiting, but we Qingcheng didn't pay attention to this up-and-coming bird. Second Senior Brother, I suggest that it is better that the well water does not interfere with the river water, after the third order, the Blood Knife Gate will inevitably weaken. ”

Hou Xibo shook his head and said, "What you think is too simple, I said that the second order can suppress the Blood Knife Sect, but what is the result?" Third Order! What if the Blood Knife Gate is still strong after the third order, or if the national war will start after the third order? ”

The tabloid reporter was also silent, things are indeed not so simple, even if the Blood Knife Sect weakens after the third order, it has accumulated a very large disciple base, and it is not something that can be shaken at will.

"You all go back, I will contact their senior brother, call Sugar Chop, wait for my news." After Hou Xibo finished speaking, he waved his hand to drive away.

Everyone looked at each other and retreated with their fists clenched.