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According to Mi Xiaoxia's plan, as long as he quietly captures the treasure elephant and forces Zhou Zhiruo's whereabouts, he will leave Blood Knife Town immediately after saving people.

At that time, if the people of the Blood Knife Gate are looking for death, catch up, and kill a few!

But what Mi Xiaoxia never expected was that Baoxiang actually drank wine in the main hall all night! And the most helpless thing was that this guy drank so much wine that he didn't even go to the toilet......

There are six or seven second-rate masters in the main hall, and there are more than a dozen third-rate masters. With Mi Xiaoxia's martial arts, it is not difficult to kill all these people.

But if you don't want to alarm the Blood Knife Ancestor and the others, it's basically impossible.

At that time, not only will Zhou Zhiruo not be saved, but I am afraid that he will also startle the snake.

So Mi Xiaoxia has been waiting, but he waited all night and didn't find a chance to start.

Until dawn the next day, seeing that the birthday banquet of the Blood Knife Ancestor was about to begin, many Blood Knife Sect disciples were busy here, and Bao Xiang and the others were in charge of commanding, and now it was even more difficult to capture him alone.

"Damn!"

Mi Xiaoxia sighed secretly, it was already this time, and there was no other way. can only wait for the birthday banquet to start, Baoxiang will bring Zhou Zhiruo out as a birthday gift, and then he will break in to grab people.

Once you save someone, kill them directly!

As the sky brightened, there were no people hiding on the flagpole. Mi Xiaoxia came down early and found a room to hide for a while. With the passage of time, the banquet tables and chairs inside and outside the hall have been arranged, and many guests have come one after another. Mi Xiaoxia walked out, mixed in with the guests, and swaggered into the courtyard.

The Blood Knife Sect is an evil sect, and it is natural that he is not a decent person who comes to celebrate his birthday. Compared with the righteous path, the evil people are secretive, and for safety, there are many lone travelers.

Mi Xiaoxia found a table in the corner and sat down, and there were five other people at the table. Mi Xiaoxia didn't talk to them, and they didn't bother with Mi Xiaoxia.

So just right, Mi Xiaoxia sat there silently, waiting quietly.

Over time, so have the number of guests. Some of the more powerful ones were arranged to the tables in the main hall, and the vast majority of the others were in the courtyard outside the main hall.

By noon, the guests were almost full. And as the number of people increases, it also becomes more and more noisy. 【】

"Blood Knife Ancestor has arrived!"

Just as Mi Xiaoxia and the others were impatient, a disciple walked to the door of the main hall and shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old man dressed as a monk with a gloomy face, walking into the main hall with Baoxiang and other second-rate disciples, it was the Blood Knife Ancestor!

As soon as the Blood Knife Ancestor arrived, all the guests stood up politely. Mi Xiaoxia stood in the crowd and glanced at it, and sure enough, the title of Blood Knife Ancestor was golden.

But watching the footsteps of the Blood Knife Ancestor, it should only be a first-class entry.

Mi Xiaoxia sneered slightly, his internal strength has reached the Three Realms and Four Pan Mountains, King Kong is not bad and the divine skill is practiced to the point that he has both god and form, and many other top martial arts have been completed. It didn't take much effort to deal with the Blood Sword Ancestor with his martial arts.

"The Blood Knife Ancestor is heroic!"

"Blood Sword Ancestor Martial Arts Mighty Western Regions!"

"The Blood Knife Ancestor dominates the world!"

............

The Blood Knife Ancestor walked into the main hall, and someone among the guests immediately shouted loudly, and for a while, there was a wave of sycophants. When these words were heard in Mi Xiaoxia's ears, he couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain, he really didn't know the geometry of the heroes in the world.

But it is also unbearable, after all, these guests are basically third-rate, and only a few second-rate people in the main hall.

"Haha! Today I have a big birthday, and all my friends on the rivers and lakes can come to cheer, and the old man is very happy!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor stood in the center of the main hall, raised his head and laughed twice, and greeted the guests inside and outside with fists.

Next, there was a greeting and politeness, and everyone sat down. Then there were maids carrying wine and food, which were distributed on the tables like flowing water. When the food and drinks are ready, the birthday banquet officially begins.

The Blood Knife Gate is an evil sect, and the Blood Knife Gate starts with the Blood Knife Ancestor, and there are wicked people up and down. So there are not too many rules, after the birthday feast begins, it is to drink wine and eat meat, and at the same time, there are scantily dressed dancers to help the fun.

Mi Xiaoxia was worried about Zhou Zhiruo's safety, where was he in the mood to drink and watch singing and dancing, just when he was anxious, everyone finally began to offer birthday gifts.

"The Black Eagle Gate will send a pair of jade bi, I wish the Blood Knife Old Ancestor longevity and Tianqi!"

"Brother Jackal has a pearl in the night, I wish the blood knife ancestor Qingsong is not old!"

"The Xueling Zhao family sends a pair of beauties, I wish the Blood Knife Ancestor eternal youth!"

............

First of all, it is a gift from the guests, most of them are gold, silver and jewelry, and some people give beautiful women to their liking.

After reading the congratulatory message, the gift was brought up for everyone to see. Among them, the beauties sent by the Zhao family in Xueling turned out to be a pair of twin sisters who were twenty-eight years old, with white skin and delicate facial features, which attracted a burst of applause from everyone.

Most of these congratulatory gifts are presented one by one, and although most of them are not rare items, they are quite numerous, and each gift is displayed for a week, which is extremely time-consuming.

I don't know what Zhou Zhiruo's situation is, Mi Xiaoxia is getting more and more anxious, drinking wine one by one. After more than an hour, the guests finally finished offering their gifts, and it was the turn of the Blood Sword Sect disciples.

The Blood Dao Ancestor is the fourth-generation leader, and there are fifth-generation disciples such as Baoxiang below, as well as sixth-generation disciples who are even younger.

This disciple He Shou started from a junior, and the six generations of disciples are only third-rate strength at best, so what is there to do. Except for some jewelry, some really have nothing, and can only send two auspicious words.

It was more than an hour like this, and Mi Xiaoxia and the others were so anxious that it was finally the turn of the five generations of disciples. But what annoyed Mi Xiaoxia was that Baoxiang, as the senior brother, intended to occupy the finale and let the other junior disciples be the first to offer.

"Kill it!"

Mi Xiaoxia looked at the treasure elephant in the hall with cold eyes, his heart was annoyed, and with a little force, the wine glass in his hand was pinched into three petals with a snap.

Fortunately, there are relatively few fifth-generation disciples, and it doesn't take much time.

Compared to before, as the apprentice of the Blood Knife Ancestor, he obviously knew the preferences of the Blood Knife Ancestor better. The birthday gifts offered here are basically beautiful women, and there are various types of Yan Thin Ring Fat.

But looking at the expressions of these women, they were all frightened and miserable, obviously they were all women who had been kidnapped and came to a good family.

These Blood Knife Sect disciples were in order to impress the Blood Knife Ancestor. I can't help but deliberately dress up these women as birthday gifts, either with exquisite makeup, or with revealing clothes, and even a woman was brought up wearing belly pockets and obscene pants.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Mi Xiaoxia became more and more angry, and he hated to immediately pull out the Chiyan Sword and cut off these things that were inferior to pigs and dogs.

But at the same time, I am more and more worried about Zhou Zhiruo, and I wonder if she is also treated like this.

"Amitabha!

There have already been more than a dozen fifth-generation disciples who have come to offer birthday gifts, and it is almost the turn of the treasure elephant. At this moment, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded outside the door, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see three monks walking in.

"Is that them?"

Mi Xiaoxia was stunned, he had seen these three monks. It was the three people who were outside Blood Knife Town two days ago and were regarded by him as the prostitute monks of the Blood Knife Gate.

Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what are these three people doing here?

"Report~~!"

Immediately after, a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect suddenly ran in in a panic and reported to the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Report to the master, a group of monks have come in!"

Monk?

Everyone was puzzled, how could the monk suddenly enter the Blood Knife Gate. Could it be that the Blood Knife Sect has been dressed as a monk and annoyed the real monk?

But if you attack the Blood Knife Gate because of this, you can't help but be a little too impulsive. You must know that in the Western Regions, the Blood Knife Gate is also a first-class faction, and it is not easy to attack.

"Hmph, Esoteric monk, today is Grandpa's birthday, but you come to spoil my good mood, I don't know whether to live or die!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor glanced at the three monks, and snorted coldly with a fierce face. Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he knows these monks.

In fact, when the three monks walked in, they were already recognized. And when the Blood Knife Ancestor said the word 'Esoteric Sect', everyone else also knew the identities of these three monks.

The so-called Esoteric Buddhism is the native Buddhism of the Western Regions, and the sect is called Vajra Sect, which is also a first-class sect in the Western Regions.

In terms of strength, the Vajra Sect is not weaker than the Blood Sword Sect. However, it is said that a few years ago, there was an infighting in the Vajra Sect and it split into two factions, and its strength was not as strong as before.

At present, these three Esoteric monks, no matter which faction of the Vajra Sect they are, their overall strength must not be comparable to that of the Blood Sword Sect. And what made everyone wonder was why they were looking for the bad luck of the Blood Knife Gate.

"Shanyong, Shengdi, you take some disciples and deal with those monks who break in!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor sneered, pointed out the two disciples, and then turned to Baoxiang and the others.

"A few of you, deal with these three little monks!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the order of the Blood Knife Ancestor, the disciples of the five generations immediately took action. Some of them rushed out of the courtyard to stop the Vajra Sect disciples outside. In addition, five second-rate masters such as Baoxiang rushed directly to the three monks at the door.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that they had rushed up, the three monks pronounced a Buddha horn, and their faces were serious and immediately greeted them.

The two sides moved, and the guests who were originally sitting dispersed to make room.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help frowning.

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was about to be taken out, there were branches, and in the current situation, where did he go to find Zhou Zhiruo.

Mi Xiaoxia was angry in his heart, and glanced at the field again. They are all second-rate strength, and there is not much difference in martial arts, but five to three, these three monks have no chance of winning!

Listening to the shouts and killings outside, there are only one hundred and ten people, where are the opponents of the nearly 1,000 disciples of the Blood Sword Sect.

Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but be curious and funny, these stupid monks just looked for their own death, why did they want to harm him.

Mi Xiaoxia drank sullen wine angrily, and after more than ten minutes, the three monks were already in an urgent situation, and they were about to lose.

"Haha! Kill it, kill it, kill it, just give grandpa me to wash the floor!"

Seeing this, the Blood Knife Ancestor burst out laughing and said.

Hearing the order, Baoxiang and the others had hideous expressions, and their shots became more and more ruthless.

"Blood Knife Ancestor, you let me go, Master!"

The three monks saw that they couldn't support it, and shouted angrily to the Blood Knife Ancestor.

It was only at this time that everyone was a little eyebrow-raising, and it turned out to be to save the master. But then again, it's useless to shout a fart. For a while, everyone sneered, waiting to see the heads of the three monks fall to the ground.

Bang!

At this moment, Mi Xiaoxia, who had drunk two pots of wine in a row, put the wine glass on the table. Drawing out the red flame sword at his waist, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he separated everyone and walked forward. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.