The disciples of the two factions didn't understand Ning Ze's order very well, but they didn't ask, they just stood by on the spot, because they knew that the young commander must have his reasons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the real person with the sword escorted hundreds of Tongyou, Zhuji, Kaifu warriors and martial disciples walked up.

According to Ning Ze's instructions, the sword-wielding real person went to the Tongshen Cave Mansion to kill the Tongshen Martial Artist, and the beginning was very smooth, after all, a Yuezong and five hundred Tongshen Martial Artists naturally had no difficulty in dealing with the defenseless Tongshen who were scattered everywhere......

But when the long howl came, everything changed, and one by one, the Blood River warriors, including Tongshen, Jinwei, Tongyou, Kaifu, and Martial Disciples, all rushed to the peak......

The sword-wielding real man had no choice but to chase and kill Tongshen and Jinwei along the way, and sealed the rest of the Purple Mansion and arrested him, because the Lord had confessed that the martial artists and martial disciples below Tongyou who did not resist were not allowed to be slaughtered.

The sword-wielding real man took more than 400 divine warriors to escort the captives to the Blood Vulture Cliff, and he reported the incident to Ning Ze.

Ning Ze nodded and said, "Find out the grandson of the bloody slaughter Jiang Wanshan." ”

After a while, the real person with the sword brought over a child in his teens, Ning Ze looked at this little guy with hatred on his face, and he couldn't imagine that this child was already cultivating in the later stage of foundation building, which was really amazing.

"Let your grandfather stop, or he will die in battle," Ning Ze said to the child.

The child looked at the grandfather in front of him, his whole body was covered in blood, his hair stood upside down, his blood robe was bulging, and he pushed the blood lotus with both hands to fight against the old Tao on the other side, with a crazy face, his tears flowed, although the tears did not stop, but he was so stubborn that he refused to speak, he was a disciple of the Blood River Sect, even if the Purple Mansion was sealed now, he was still a disciple of the Blood River Sect, and he couldn't make trouble for his grandfather.

This kid is very stubborn, and Ning Ze can't help but admire: "If there is an ancestor, there must be a grandson." ”

He shouted at the crazy blood slaughter: "Jiang Wanshan, you love Sun here, don't stop yet." ”

The crazy Jiang Wanshan heard his grandson, looked over, and saw the child standing next to Ning Ze, he was stunned at first, the madness gradually disappeared, his eyes returned to clarity, and his face was painful and entangled.

Guanshui Zhenren will also take back the wishful Dao Fruit, and no one will be easy to fight against a madman.

Blood Slaughter Jiang Wanshan wanted to step forward to snatch back his grandson, but when he saw Ning Ze standing around him, watching the sword, holding the sword, the sword and the returning Guanshui Zhenren, he turned around and saw that the sect leader Blood River Old Man and Wan Chengxiang were being besieged by the three Grandmasters, all covered in blood, and the situation was precarious, he gritted his teeth, the red light flashed, and he came to the side of the Blood River Old Man, joined forces with the Blood River, and slowly stabilized the battle situation.

In fact, if it weren't for Ning Ze's telling the Yuanyuan Dao people to besiege them slowly, not to force them too tightly, the old man of the Blood River would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

Ning Ze ordered all the Tongshen Martial Artists who were besieging the Blood River Martial Artists: "All Tongshen Martial Artists, withdraw, summon the Spirit Crane, fly away from the peak, and surround the Blood Vulture Cliff in the air." ”

"Yes......" The divine warrior received the order, summoned the spirit crane, stepped on the crane's back, and nearly 1,400 divine warriors surrounded the blood vulture cliff.

One by one, they stepped on the spirit crane, holding weapons, aiming at the Blood River Warriors, the killing machine was triggered, forming a burst of coercion, the sky of the Blood Vulture Cliff was dark, even the grandmasters had some heart palpitations, and the Blood River Warriors did not dare to come forward to attack, they moved closer to the Blood River Old Man.

Ning Ze ordered the Taishang Guanyue and Yuanyuan Daoists who were still fighting: "Seniors Guanyue, Yuanyuan seniors, and Wei Daoyou, please withdraw first." ”

Guanyue and Yuan Lao Dao, Wei Zhenren all withdrew to Ning Ze's side.

The remnants of the Blood River warriors also gathered around the Blood River Old Man, the Blood Slaughter Jiang Wanshan, and Wan Chengxiang, all covered in injuries and tattered robes......

The old man of the Blood River looked at the Blood River disciples around him, watching them fight bloodily and never retreat, he was both proud and sad, and he couldn't help but have hot eyes.

Looking at the captured Blood River disciples on the opposite side, he was ashamed, he didn't protect them well, they were the future of the Blood River Sect, the Blood River Old Man felt a burst of despair in his heart, their Blood River Sect was going to die......

The old man of the blood river looked at the white-clothed and barefoot young man opposite, he wanted to take a closer look at him, he knew that this young man was the commander of the order, and this young man commanded the entire battle, including the Taishang Guanyue and Yuan Yuan who besieged him, and the two blood demon kings were also killed by him by means.

He looked at it for a long time, except for the mysterious aura of this young man, everything else was very ordinary, and he had never seen this person.

The old man of the Blood River regained his heroic spirit, and he calmly asked Ning Ze: "The plan to destroy my Blood River Sect is from the hands of Daoyou?"

Ning Ze nodded and replied, "Yes, it's down." ”

The Blood River Warrior listened and stared at Ning Ze with hatred......

The old man of the Blood River smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "I know that the old ghost of the Yuan Yuan and those defeated generals of Baiyunguan do not have such wisdom and courage. ”

Yuan Yuan Dao, looking at the old man of the Blood River, who was the opponent in the past, to such a point, did not forget to damage himself and Baiyunguan, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the other Baiyunguan disciples listened to it, and they were a little ashamed, they had indeed never won before.

The old man of the Blood River asked Ning Ze: "Poor Dao doesn't know Dao friends, I don't know what grudge my Blood River Sect and Dao friends have? Let Dao friends destroy me at any cost?"

"No grudges, no grudges. ”

When the old man of the Blood River heard this, a murderous aura surged, and the Evil Dao Sect Master was in high spirits, and he cursed fiercely: "Since you have no grudges and no hatred, you have come up with this vicious and deceitful scheme, and you will not be able to die a good death, and you will not die well," he took a step forward and put on a desperate posture.

The blood slaughter is also angry, he hates Ning Ze very much, first slaughtered the blood vulture, and then used the vulture corpse to stop him, and then held his beloved grandson hostage, now he knows that this extermination of the sect was actually planned by him, he hated it so much that he was crazy, and he couldn't wait to eat its flesh and drink its blood.

Ning Ze was not afraid, nor was he angry, he opened his mouth to announce the verdict, and his indifferent voice echoed throughout the Blood Vulture Cliff, ruthless:

"Captive blood demon, blood demon slaughter city, slaughter village, see it in person, such a crime, heaven is intolerable, meet contemptible people, retribution should come, for the heavens, destroy the blood sect, ask yourself below, worthy of your heart. ”

When the old man of the Blood River heard this, he looked at the young man quietly, he no longer had the majestic momentum just now, and he was in a state of decay, like an old man who was about to die, not like the ancestor of the late Japanese Sect.

He burst into tears, looked up at the sky, and asked sadly: "God, is this retribution? If there is retribution, please descend on me, my Blood River Sect is a 10,000-year-old sect, and the ancestors of my Blood River Sect have been fighting for the human race for 10,000 years, I am guilty, and the Blood River is not guilty......

At the end of the hero, even the patriarch is unbearable, not to mention others, after all, this is a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there will be no shortage of merits against foreign races, and it is difficult to count the predecessors who died in battle for the human race...... (To be continued.) )