March 5th, cloudy, March should have been spring and sunny, but under the Blood Vulture Peak, there was a burst of yin qi......

"Killing ......" nine teenagers held swords in their hands, besieging a subtlety, nine people advanced and retreated together, advancing like a tiger, retreating like a cunning rabbit, and the nine Tongyou forced this subtle into a desperate situation step by step. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I......'ve fought with you," he uttered the last sound, and nine swords were inserted into his vital point at the same time, and the young man drew his sword indifferently and turned to leave.

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"Master... The sect master ......, "The nine young men bowed to one of the three in the Blood River Grass House.

"Yes, at last there is some growth, Xiaohe, what do you think?" asked the boy.

"Thank you Master for your teachings," the little sect master tried his best to suppress it, but he still couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"Then let's promote it, the rest of the matter is your Blood River Sect's business," Ning Ze was about to sit down and read the book again.

"I understand, Master, I will take my leave. ”

"Uh... Wait a minute," the boy hurriedly shouted.

"What else does the master have to say?"

"It's just to repeat it again, this set of swordsmanship must be called 'Blood River Nine Swords', and this can't be changed," the young man said solemnly.

The little sect master's mouth twitched, how many times has this been repeated?

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A general trend came from the east, bringing with it gusts of bad wind.

Ning Ze put down the book and stepped out of the grass house......

When the guards saw Ning Ze, they all saluted respectfully, they were pious and awe-inspiring, he controlled their life and death, he was the master here.

Ning Ze waved them back, his eyes stared into the distance, and he came...... He didn't have the slightest timidity at the moment, only excitement.

A vicious battle, a battle from which there is no retreat, must be fought to the death, there are too many people behind him who need his protection, and his battle as a protector is also a battle he has been looking forward to for a long time.

A golden light came straight to Ning Ze, and the killing intent was undisguised, this was a golden sword sect, he came from the imperial sword, and the sword shot out, and he wanted to cut the obstructor under the sword with a sword.

"Instant ......"

A hundred whips superimposed into one, like a laser, shooting towards the sword, the whip and the sword intersected, instantly stopped, and then collided with a dazzling light, and turned into nothing.

"Huh......" The Sword Sect was a little surprised.

"Man and sword are one"

The Sword Sect paused for a moment, turned into a golden light, and stabbed at Ning Ze......

"A Whip ...... God"

The sword and whip collided, and the sword venerable was knocked back three steps, and Ning Ze stood with the whip, and at this moment they saw each other clearly.

This Sword Sect is about forty years old, domineering, bearded, fierce eyes, holding a long sword, killing endlessly, Ning Ze stared at him, and had no words, since he was an enemy, why should he say more.

The Sword Sect didn't even make two moves, it was very different, he could catch his bloody two swords without being hurt at all, he really hadn't seen it, his blood was boiling all over his body, good prey, interesting......

This is the blood demon of the blood evil village, a few days ago, the second master came to the blood river to get some classics, and he has not returned so far, and he must be more than lucky.

Today, if he is not for anything else, in order to destroy the river of blood, those who dare to touch his blood must die, the majesty of his blood is inviolable, as for revenge, what is it, into this line of business, it is the sale of blood on the knife edge, what is the strange thing about the dead.

He looked at the young man in front of him, his face showed a trace of cruelty and a trace of bloodthirsty excitement, only the torture and killing of such a powerful martial artist is his favorite, otherwise what is the difference between slaughtering sheep and slaughtering sheep.

Ning Ze understood what he meant, he hated this kind of look, and he didn't talk nonsense, as soon as the two of them stopped for a while, they slaughtered each other.

Ning Ze rushed to protect his body, and the whip in his hand put a white light, and the whip hit the head directly, and the Han Jinmang protected the body, like King Kong, and did not avoid Ning Ze, and cut it when he hit the whip, and the whip and sword touched each other, and the light was shining.

Chong and Qi were scattered, and the whip hit the sword directly, the sword was broken, the whip and sword were connected, and with a loud bang, the big man was pushed out three steps, and Ning Ze flew out of the five zhang......

Bloody right hand numb, his heart was surprised, so strong, so pure true qi, the realm of Tongshen could actually repel him, he began to pay attention to the young man in front of him, this is not the object he can torture and kill at will, but his bloodthirsty excitement is even stronger.

Three sword rays came out in a row, stabbing towards Ning Ze, Ning Ze stepped on the lotus under his feet to avoid it, and a hundred whips scattered out, sealing all the retreats of the blood demon, and the blood demon laughed loudly, turned into sword light, passed through the mang, and came to Ning Ze in an instant.

Ning Ze struck with a whip, stabbed with a bloody sword, the two of them fought together with swords, and the whip rampaged, the bloody and fierce swords, and the sword did not leave Ning Ze's vital point.

Ning Ze's body was pierced from time to time, but Ning Ze was difficult to break through the opponent's body protection golden mang, he lifted lightly as if heavy, and used ten thousand whips alternately to block the bloody ......

The bloody swordsmanship has definitely been cultivated to the master level, he surrounds Ning Ze, the sword is like the wind, left and right, up and down, everywhere the sword, attacking from time to time, only seeing the sword but not people, Ning Ze's feet are like planting a pond of lotus flowers, lotus flowers rise and fall, Ning Ze is erratic, people move with the whip, the whip is sent by the person, and there is no trace.

After all, Blood Demon is a kendo grandmaster, and he has attained enlightenment, and only by fighting head-to-head can Ning Ze understand the gap between himself and the grandmaster.

After two hours of fighting, Ning Ze Canghai had already consumed half of it, his body protection true qi was constantly being cut, his strong skin was punctured, a sword light flashed, there was an extra wound, and blood flowed out along each wound, Ning Ze had no intention of paying attention to this, he had to devote himself to dodging the deadly sword move, and the injury was the price of his dodge.

His condition is getting worse and worse, every time he dodges, he is in danger of death, blood marks appear, thin blood flows are gathered together, and the white robe is stained with blood, which is very tragic.

In front of the Blood River Valley, fifty guards, hundreds of young martial artists, Cang and Bailu watched quietly, their eyes were red, but they couldn't do anything, this was the battle of the grandmasters, their eyes couldn't even see the moves of the two sides, and going up would only add to the chaos.

The blood-robed young man had a calm face, he didn't care about the bloodshed, he made desperate moves, exchanging injuries for injuries, often getting injured himself, and the blood was unhindered.

As soon as the blood looked at his master, this mysterious young man, he was injured and bleeding, he even believed that he would not lose, he was so mysterious, so ruthless, how could such a martial artist lose.

The young man of the Blood River burst into tears, is their master going to die like this? They haven't taken revenge, how can they be like this, they don't believe that their master will be killed like this.

The blue eyes turned brown, and he was about to rush up to fight with that man, but the boys stopped him, and they would become a burden to the master, and the last trace of life of the master would be deprived.

Afraid of blood and timid white deer, it wants to run over, carrying the master to escape, they want to escape, no one can stop it, but it knows the master too well, the master will not escape, especially at this time, the master at this time is the most powerful and stubborn master, he will not compromise and retreat, will only fight to the death, the white deer is also waiting, waiting for the master, or live together, or die together.

"Little guy, beg me, beg me, maybe I'll spare your life," Bloody looked at Ning Ze excitedly, abusing and killing such a genius is the pursuit of life, watching him plead, desperate...... (To be continued.) )