As Liu Yu's voice fell, dozens of mountain bandits who had long been unable to bear it shouted with weapons in their hands and killed the Liu family.

And the strong man behind Liu Hong also screamed and rushed towards the mountain bandits.

For a while, shouts, swords clashing, and screams sounded one after another.

Blood, severed limbs, flying everywhere.

Although the strong men of the Liu family were carefully selected by Liu Hong and practiced from time to time, they were not as good as these bandits who walked by the knife all year round, and they were gradually defeated.

Liu Hong glanced up, his brows furrowed. He took a breath, reached out and touched his arms with a solemn expression, and after a moment he felt a black flag the size of a palm and a black dagger.

Liu Yu's eyes narrowed, staring at the black flag, his heart tightened, and he vaguely guessed something.

At this time, Liu Hong's expression became more solemn, there seemed to be a little fanaticism in his eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of fear, staring at the black flag and exhaling a long breath.

Immediately, his expression froze, and the black dagger gently slashed across his fingertips, revealing a trace of pain on his face. The red blood squeezed open the wound and dripped into the flag.

At this moment, a little black qi gushed out from the flag, and the black qi squirmed towards the blood beads, devouring it in the blink of an eye.

Almost at the same time, a barely audible whining sound came from the black flags, and there seemed to be a faint howl of ghosts and wolves in this part of the world.

The corners of Liu Yu's eyes twitched, and his face was ugly: "This is what it was in the first place, right?"

In an instant, there was a loud whining sound, and blood-red liquid continued to emerge from the flag, squirming rapidly on the flag, as if it had come to life, which was extremely strange.

This sudden change made the people who were originally fighting a little distracted. The strong men of the Liu family were fine, but the mountain bandits looked at Liu Hong and Liu Yu one after another, their faces full of surprise.

At this moment, Liu Hong suddenly raised his head, looked at Liu Yu, his eyes were gloomy, his right hand made a strange movement, and he snorted coldly, "Sacrifice!"

Immediately, there was a "...... sound", a sharp voice that made the eardrums sour, with a strong smell of blood, suddenly sounded.

I saw that a blood-colored mist suddenly erupted from the blood-red liquid that was wriggling on the black flag, and the mist had a strange shape, fluctuating but faintly like an arm.

At this moment, the smell of blood in the nearby air immediately became stronger. The yin wind gusted, and the ghosts cried and the wolf howled, even these bandits who had been rolling by the knife all year round couldn't help but jump in shock.

This strange scene is really like the legendary ghost theory. Even if they were not afraid of death, they could not help but panic before such deep fear into their souls. I almost forgot to continue fighting, and just stared blankly at the black flag.

Suddenly, there was a blood-colored sky, and a blood-red figure rushed out of the flag.

"Come out! Come out! Haha!"

The blood-colored sound and shadow let out a hearty cheer, as if a person who had been imprisoned for a long time had regained his freedom.

For some reason, Liu Hong's face turned slightly pale, and he took a strong breath and said, "Blood slave, kill all the people on the other side!"

As if hearing Liu Hong's words, the blood-colored figure that Liu Hong called a blood slave slowly turned his head to look at Liu Hong.

Liu Hong was startled, and his face turned a little pale.

A smile appeared at the corner of the blood-colored figure's mouth, and he said, "Old ghost, who do you think you are talking to! If it weren't for the fact that I have a trace of your essence and blood in my body, I would have killed you a long time ago." ”

After speaking, the nose of the blood-colored figure suddenly moved, and he sniffed around, with an extremely intoxicated expression on his face, and said, "It tastes so delicious." ”

Then he made strange gestures with both hands, only to hear the loud sound of "snort, snort", and in the shocked gaze of everyone, blood lines shot out from the townsman who was lying in a pool of blood, and all of them rushed towards him.

With each additional amount of blood, the blood-colored figure became more condensed.

The middle-aged man seemed to think of something, his face flashed with anger, his figure suddenly swept towards Liu Hong, and he shouted urgently: "Brothers, kill!"

Those frightened bandits finally came to their senses, and the blood shadow really frightened them! But at this moment, few people flinched, but became more and more crazy. For a while, the sound of fighting sounded again.

The blood shadow's body quickly became solidified, and in the blink of an eye, the hands and feet that looked like substance were already sticking out of the blood shadow.

Liu Yu was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed to Liu Hong's side, and the long knife brought a whistling sound that broke through the air.

"Die!" the long knife slashed.

Liu Hong's expression changed, and he handed the black flag to his right hand and waved it at the long knife.

"Zheng", if the sound of gold and iron intersecting, came out.

Liu Hong's strength was no match for Liu Yu, and he fell backwards with a bang.

Liu Yu's face was even more ugly, the long knife in his hand was a treasure knife that was as sharp as clay, and it was easily blocked by that strange flag. Besides, Liu Hong didn't have half of his skills seven years ago, and after seven years, he should be old and frail. Just now, he suddenly swept over, the knife was extremely heavy, and he was planning to split Liu Hong in half with a single sword. However, Liu Hong seemed to see his sword momentum clearly, and stopped at the weakest part of the knife.

Liu Yu's face was gloomy, and the knife momentum was even stronger, one knife after another, as fast as the wind, completely covering Liu Yu's figure under the shadow of the knife.

Liu Hong was invincible, poked left and right, and stumbled back again and again, but Liu Yu was even more suspicious.

At this moment, a strange whistle suddenly sounded, and Liu Hong suddenly smiled strangely on his face, not retreating but advancing. The black flag slashed diagonally towards the neck of the willow feather from the bottom to the top. Liu Yu was just about to raise his knife to slash, when his heart suddenly jumped, and he immediately flashed backwards, and at the same time swung his knife to the right.

"Huh!" At the same moment, a blood-red hand struck the long knife.

Liu Yu only felt an irresistible huge force coming from the knife body, and the back of the knife instantly hit his chest, as if he had been hit hard, he raised his head and spurted out a stream of blood, and flew out upside down.

Then there was another "bang", and the upside-down Liu Yu hit the high wall of the willow house hard, making a muffled sound, and rolled down from the wall.

The mountain bandits saw Liu Yu's defeat in their eyes, and they couldn't help but panic again in their hearts, the invincible master in their hearts couldn't even stop the strange bloody man's move.

Just as they were all stunned, three people in the crowd jumped out, two of them screamed and rushed towards the blood shadow, and one of them rushed towards Liu Yu who fell to the ground with an anxious face.

The bully glared angrily, shouted loudly, picked up a hundred-pound giant hammer, rolled up the sound of "whirring", and smashed it towards the bloody man. The other person, with a sword light in his hand, stabbed into the eyes of the bloody man with great speed.

There was a hint of disdain in the bloody man's eyes, and in the stunned eyes of the tyrant, he reached out and grabbed the whistling giant hammer, and effortlessly threw the giant hammer away from the tyrant.

The other had only time to let out a scream before a pair of bloody palms passed through his chest.