"What's wrong?" Hacha suddenly felt a touch of bad in his heart, and an inexplicable sadness immediately swallowed him, "Child, I'm Master!"

"I know you're Master, but I'm ......" the boy continued to walk back, the millstone seemed unable to stop him, "I'm tired, I want to sleep! It's safe here, I can sleep here for a long, long time!"

Just as the boy stepped back, the millstone suddenly emitted strange fluctuations, and suddenly froze, like a big mountain, unable to move a single bit.

One of the leader's hands emerged from his robe, wrapped in bright red aura.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" the leader let out a grim laugh, "Your physique is really able to absorb soul power, it's really a gift from heaven to me, let me pick up a living soul stone!"

Hacha's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the leader in despair, his face was flushed, and the green tendons on his neck were like poisonous snakes, and he roared hoarsely: "My lord, didn't you promise me? As long as you let him go, my life will belong to you, everything I have belongs to you, and I will always drive for you!"

"Haha, that's stupid!" the leader snorted coldly and said, "You're just a little refiner, what do I want you for?"

"I will refine soul stones, I can refine many soul stones for you!" Hacha had already given up his dignity and crawled over to hold on to the leader's leg.

The leader glanced down at Hacha, full of disgust, and sneered, "I really need you in Traceless Town, but Nanban has a lot of natural soul stones, do you think those inferior goods you refine can be compared to natural soul stones?" His gaze turned to the young man, and his eyes became even colder, "Besides, isn't there a living soul stone? You tell me, how many taels are you worth in my eyes?"

"You!" Hacha's eyes cracked, and he jumped to his feet, a cold glow in his hand stabbing towards the leader's chest.

It was a sharp dagger, he had never used it before, and when he used it today, it was so sharp.

The power contained in a desperate person is far more than ordinary dozens of times.

"Look for death!"

The leader's hand was as fast as a ghost, and he froze in front of him, and he actually held the sharp dagger between two fingers, and with a twist of his wrist, before Hacha could react, the blade turned to Hacha's throat, and blood gushed out, and it was gone.

The mute was awakened, and his hand instinctively grabbed Zhang Yuan's shoulder, and Zhang Yuan could feel the shock and sadness in his eyes. Perhaps the dumb man had expected this day a long time ago, but instead of stopping it, he chose to wait for the worst to come. After all, his life belongs to Zhang.

The boy frantically tugged at the two chains that were chained to his back, but to no avail, looking desperately at the leader who had trapped him, and finally rushing towards the leader in a frenzy, as if he were a devil from hell.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!

The ghost fire on the young man's body suddenly skyrocketed, completely igniting his thin body.

The demon condensed by the ghost fire was born, and for a moment, Zhang Yuan felt that it was hell, and it belonged to the judgment.

Everyone was shocked, no matter how ruthless they were, what kind of poisonous weapons they had seen, they had also seen such a terrifying scene, as if the messengers of hell were about to judge their sins, such a scene, no matter how determined a person was, could not remain indifferent.

"What an amazing soul power!" the leader turned pale, but there was endless greed in his eyes.

The Demon Venerable Transformed by the Demonic Fire stared down at the tiny human being, and slapped it down with one palm.

The palm of the soul power is indeed terrifying, and the dust is flying under the palm, and it is more than three feet.

A violent cough came out of the vast dust and sand, followed by an angry shout, "Soul power is good, but it's a pity that you don't know how to use it!

The leader's voice froze, and the dust and sand suddenly fell, and blood flashed up. There were powerful fluctuations on his body, attacking towards the Ghost Fire Demon Venerable, echoing the grinding disc in the Ghost Fire, and under such an internal and external attack, the Ghost Fire Demon Venerable suddenly trembled, and he was a little unstable, trembling again.

"Hmph, I can't help myself!" The leader raised his arm, and a huge claw condensed in the void, and the blood claw was clear, and it fell suddenly towards the Ghost Fire Demon Venerable.

When the blood claws went down, they were not afraid of the power of the Ghost Fire Demon Venerable, and pinched the latter's neck.

The blood claw pressed it again, and the Demon Fire Demon Venerable was crushed into the yellow sand.

The Ghost Fire Demon Venerable let out an unwilling roar, constantly struggling to resist, and finally was still powerless to resist.

After all, the strength of the leader is undoubtedly very strong.

The ghost fire gradually dissipated, and the young man named Dong Lihai was exposed again, and his mouth still kept repeating the sentence: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you,......"

It's a pity that the strength is exhausted, and the voice falls silent.

The leader came to the young man's side, stretched out his blood-red arm, and was about to grab it, but suddenly frowned, and a bloody knife flew out from his back.

"Ding~~"

A crisp clash of swords echoed through the desert, and the bloody knife struck back, and a figure flew upside down in the wind.

He fell into the yellow sand, sank into it with a pair of legs, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The mute took a few steps forward with a shudder, his eyes wide and incredibly wide.

Several Blood Knife Sect monks jumped out and surrounded him, one brandished the Blood Knife, and shouted, "Zhang Yuan, are you crazy?!"

"Hehe, although many people say I'm crazy, I know I'm not crazy," Zhang Yuan's chest rose and fell violently, only to feel a burning colic raging in his chest, his eyes were deep and calm, looking at the leader, "Not only am I not crazy, but I am more sober than anyone else!"

"You're smart, smarter than many spies I've ever seen, and you're very well disguised, both in spirit and in action!" the leader also looked at him, gave up on the young man for the time being, and paced, "But you are indeed crazy, otherwise you would not have attacked me at this moment!"

The crowd was stunned and looked at the leader.

"Is he a secret agent?" asked one in surprise, the bloody knife in his hand tightened.

"Yes, he's an agent!" replied the leader, "and he's an extremely good agent, many times more famous than you, if it weren't for the fact that your cultivation was a little lower, I'm afraid you would have been poisoned a long time ago!"

Several people looked at Zhang Yuan, but they didn't dare to believe his face anymore, and some people gritted their teeth with hatred, and they couldn't wait to rush up and slash this person.

"When did you find out?"

"When I first saw you!"

He was slightly stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the leader suspiciously, "How do you see it?"

The leader laughed and said, "Intuition!"

His brow furrowed. "I believe this, after all, you have been walking in the dark for so many years!"

The leader stared at the fish in the net and said, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

He said, "Why?"

The leader said: "Because I admire you very much, I plan to subdue you for my Blood Knife Sect!"

He smiled and added, "It's impossible. ”

The leader frowned, because he was very confident in his leadership, but someone dared to reject him directly, and he was also a small minion in the Concentration Realm.

Then he asked, "Don't you want to get my true biography?

He suddenly burst into laughter, and at the end of the laughter: "The Tao is not the same!"

The leader snorted coldly: "People in the world who live in the dark like us, whether it is a shadow or a secret agent, they all seek a Shura blood path, look at how many people are so sure before entering the Dao, but once they enter the Dao, they are unable to extricate themselves, and they are addicted to killing!" He raised the blood knife and pointed at the surrounding monks one by one, and the monks also showed a strange smile that was very agreeable.

"Could it be that the shadow of the Dragon Guard has a different personality?" the leader's voice was half firm and half sarcastic.

It is his own beliefs that are determined, and the irony is the sworn enemy Dragon Guard.

Obviously, the people of the Blood Knife Gate had already determined that this person was sent by the Dragon Guards to track them down.

He smiled helplessly, and just sighed: "You are wrong!"

The leader's brow deepened, and no one had ever dared to disobey him in a single day. Some have turned into the souls of his bloody swords.

"Chief, please let us kill him, and rip out his heart and liver to see if it is different from ours!" one sneered.

The leader looked at him, his eyes gradually became cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You also heard their words!"

"Haha, even if you chop me into mashed meat, you can't hide the fact that you can't hide a fact!" he laughed heartily, "You're really wrong, because I'm not from the Dragon Guard!"

The leader was stunned, his eyes were cold, as if he wanted to penetrate his mind and see through everything about him.

At this time, several people were already impatient, and they all said: "We killed him!"

The leader withdrew his gaze, but there was no further hesitation in his eyes.

At this time, there was a squirm on "Zhang Yuan", and there was a faint sound of bone dislocation and reorganization, and finally a white and pure little fat man was revealed.

"Downwind...... Dabao, it's just a traveling monk!" Feng Budu looked at the leader's ugly face and couldn't help but want to laugh, "Unfortunately, I caught Zhang Yuan, and accidentally forced out your secret, I heard that you were kidnapping people's children, and I couldn't help but want to come and have a look." I thought I would take a look and leave, but I didn't expect you to be more powerful than I imagined, and you would actually see through my disguise!" His gaze fell on Hacha's body, and then looked at the surrounding Blood Knife Sect monks, and suddenly raised his voice and sighed: "Alas, if it is really a good person who does not live long, the scourge will last for a thousand years!"

"Not good!"

Feng Budu sighed at the last word, and his tone changed suddenly, which could be concealed from ordinary people, but who was around at this moment who was an ordinary person?

Everyone saw through it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and they all brandished blood knives and slashed towards Feng Budu.

Among these people, pick out one at random, Feng Budu can't cope with it with all his might, and they are determined to kill Feng Budu, and Feng Budu has no way to survive.

If the wind doesn't cross, this is gambling on life!

If the bet is won, someone will come to save him, although that person's cultivation may not be able to deal with so many people, but it is enough to create chaos and create a chance for him to escape.

If he loses the gamble, he will be doomed.

Feng Budu raised his head and smiled, but he closed his eyes and waited for death peacefully.

However, at the critical moment, a whistling shriek swept through the desert, and a faint light under the starry sky came instantly, and it turned out to be a dagger.

The dagger was dozens of times faster than several blood knives, and only a very fast clanging sound was heard, and sparks suddenly flew everywhere, and the blood knives were all blocked.

The dagger obviously used great strength to return to the darkness, and at the same time, a black shadow under the starry sky instantly swept in from a distance and caught the dagger.