Yang Mingjing returned to Longshan Inn with Yu Muyan in his arms, and saw that Sister Zhang Yu was anxious because she couldn't find Yu Muyan, and when she saw Yu Muyan coming back, she hurriedly stepped forward to check the breath. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's okay, it's just a kind of incense, it's okay. Yang Mingjing put Yu Muyan on the bed and said to Zhang Yu and the others. And described the situation in detail.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Yang's rescue, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to explain to my master when I go back. Zhang Yu thanked Yang Mingjing.

"Senior sister is polite, but who is this senior sister? I don't think she has any internal strength and doesn't know martial arts, and there are still such disciples in the Tianshan Mountains?" asked Yang Mingjing.

"To tell you the truth, this is our master's biological daughter. Due to his natural physique, he could not practice the martial arts of his own school. Zhang Yu explained.

"I see, no wonder. By the way, why didn't Senior Sister stay by Senior Sister Yu's side tonight?" After Yang Mingjing learned the details, he expected that Yu Muyan was such an important person, and Senior Sister Zhang Yu would definitely be inseparable and would not let her go out alone, so she expressed her doubts in her heart.

"That's the case, I heard someone screaming in other rooms of the inn before, Senior Sister Lu and I went to check, but we saw a black shadow flashing out of the room, we drew our swords and chased it, but I didn't expect this black shadow to be very high, and after chasing for a while, it disappeared, and finally the two of us could only go back, but when we came back, we found that there was no trace of Senior Sister Yu, and when we were troubled, we saw Senior Brother Yang take Senior Sister Yu back to the inn. Zhang Yu explained.

"It seems that this blood bat happened to meet Senior Sister Yu after getting rid of you. This kind of intelligence is no longer owned by animals, and if I am right, this blood bat must be a human pretend. Yang Mingjing analyzed.

Zhang Yu and the others were shocked when they heard this, thinking that there would be someone who had a blood drinking habit. But then the two remembered the legend of the bloodthirsty sword demon and asked, "Could it be the bloodthirsty sword demon that makes people feel frightened?"

"No, the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon uses the Bloodthirsty Sword, not the teeth. Yang Mingjing smiled, "Besides, I heard that the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon had died at the hands of the Dragon Imperial God Catcher a few months ago, so it couldn't be him." ”

"What kind of wicked person will it be? I wonder if Senior Brother Yang has a clue?" Zhang Yu asked.

"It is not known yet, but this person was hit by my Taiji Thunder Sword, and his injuries were not light, and he will definitely leave clues in the city. As long as the messenger starts looking for the place where the battle has just begun, he will find his hiding place by following the bloodstains. Yang Mingjing said.

"Without further ado, Senior Sister Lu, you stay and take care of Senior Sister Yu, and Senior Brother Yang and I will go to track down the bloodstains immediately. After Zhang Yu gave the order, Lu Qianwei followed Yang Mingjing to the place where the blood bat was injured before.

Sure enough, there were blood stains left along the way, and along the blood stains, within a moment, the two had left Longshan Town and entered Wudang Mountain.

Yang Mingjing sighed in his heart: I couldn't imagine that I was a dignified martial arts faction, and I didn't know in advance that there were such wicked people hiding in Wudang Mountain, which was really ashamed of the rivers and lakes.

Entering the jungle, there are many plants and trees, resulting in this bloodstain is not as easy to find as on the streets of the town, but Yang Mingjing really has an immortal talent, and no clues can escape from his eyes, so he found bloodstains in various hidden places, and led the two of them straight into the mountains.

Gradually, the sky in the distance turned white, and before they knew it, the two had been tracking for the night, and finally stopped at the entrance of a cave beside a cliff.

"Your Excellency doesn't have to pretend to be a ghost, please come out and meet you as your true face. Yang Mingjing roared with internal force.

The sound poured into the cave with the internal force, gradually gathering and amplifying in the narrow passage, and ordinary people must have been overwhelmed by the ears when they heard it, so they could only leave the cave.

This blood bat is no exception.

I saw a huge bat covering its ears, rushing out of the cave, kneeling on the ground and panting for breath, blood still sliding and dripping into the grass behind it.

"Your Excellency, please take off this disguise. At this time, Yang Mingjing returned to his normal volume and said.

The bat writhed its body, and gradually its fur was removed, and out of the plush emerged a man with red eyes and sharp teeth.

This person stared at Yang Mingjing, his face was angry, and there was a trace of fear in his anger, and he shouted sharply: "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to chase and kill for thousands of miles?"

"Hmph, a villain like you will be punished by everyone. At this time, Zhang Yu said first.

"You is unreasonable, why am I evil?" said the man, angrily.

"Indiscriminately killing innocent people, still not admitting guilt?" Zhang Yu said solemnly.

"You know in your own heart how many lives have been lost in just a few days. Yang Mingjing also said lightly.

"I've only killed a few street wanderers, and it's unlikely that they'll survive such a harsh winter, so wouldn't it be a good deed to help me before I die?" said the man.

"Wanderers are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they can't be tortured and killed at will, and there are also the lives of two disciples of the Huashan Sect. Yang Mingjing said angrily.

"Huashan faction, I have only killed homeless people, and I have never touched people in the martial arts. The man said firmly.

"Huh, you still don't want to admit what you've done?" Yang Mingjing said angrily.

"I am still doing things rightly, and I will admit what I have done, and I will not be charged with what I have not done. The man shouted.

Yang Mingjing was stunned when he heard Shang Xiuming's three words, and asked, "Are you Shang Xiuming?"

"Yes, it is here, I can't imagine that there are still people who remember the name of Shangwu Villa. Shang Xiuming saw that Yang Mingjing, a young man who was only twenty years old, could recognize himself, and suddenly felt lonely, and memories of the past came to his heart again.

Shangwu Villa, a big village at the foot of Wudang Mountain, if it weren't for the fact that Wudang's reputation was too big and overshadowed all the gangs and gangs nearby, then Shangwu Villa was also a major force that could be admired in the rivers and lakes. However, the owner Shang Hongfei is low-key and not moved by fame and fortune, so he has been silently cultivating this ancestral family business under the halo of Wudang. Unexpectedly, despite this, misfortune struck ten years ago, when Shang Xiuming was eighteen years old.

That day, a tall and a short, an old and a young two came to the front of the village, Shang Hongfei was kind and charitable, so he invited the two to enter the village, but they did not know that the two were prepared, after entering the village, the short people would kill when they met people, and what was more terrifying was that he did not use a blade to kill, but used teeth. I saw him lying on the necks of different people like a vampire bat, and the greedy ones were sucking the blood. Watching the family members fall one after another, Shang Hongfei was furious, pulled out his long sword, and the sword light appeared, almost killing the short man in an instant, at this time the old man made a move, Shang Hongfei didn't see his shot at all, he felt a hot current in the Dao body gushing out, he looked down and saw that the old man's right hand had been deeply inserted into his chest, and in an instant, it was like a big sucker that sucked up all the internal force that had been practiced hard in his body for decades, and finally deflated into a withered and floating on the ground.

At this time, Shi Xiuming hid in the dark and saw the whole process, but he didn't make a move, just watched quietly, his heart was dripping blood, but he knew that he couldn't move, and if he moved, he couldn't get revenge for a lifetime.

Then, the old man took a long breath, as if he had enjoyed a meal of human food, and his face was satisfied. Seeing that the tall old man had killed the strongest man here, the short man immediately reappeared, showing his sharp teeth, and rushed towards the panicked house slaves again.

At last everything was calm, and the short man touched his belly with satisfaction, and left with the tall old man.

Subsequently, this case shook the rivers and lakes, and the Dragon Pavilion sent several gods to investigate, and the Wudang faction also sent high-ranking disciples down the mountain to assist the Dragon Pavilion, but in the end it ended in nothing. Since the only one who didn't find the dozens of corpses at the scene was Shang Xiuming, everyone speculated that Shang Xiuming somehow murdered the whole village.

In this way, Shang Xiuming was burdened with the infamy of destroying the village, and he secretly survived, and in the end, he may have moved the heavens, and even let him meet the dwarf among the two that day. That night, the dwarf was practicing alone, and Shang Xiuming wanted to step forward and kill him secretly, but helplessly, this person was protected by an air shield during the practice and could not get close. Fortunately, Shang Xiuming saw a book beside the dwarf in the moonlight, a martial arts mental method, and a martial arts mental method that he was practicing.

Shang Xiuming remembered the profound martial arts of the old man when he destroyed the village that day, presumably this person was his apprentice, and the martial arts he practiced must be the same. With the hope of revenge burning in his heart, Shang Xiuming took advantage of the fact that the short ones were not paying attention, stole the heart method, and concentrated on cultivation, and practiced for several years.

During this period, Shang Xiuming became more and more shocked the more he practiced, this mental method was unfathomable, but there was an evil aura revealed throughout the text, which was incompatible with his own family heirloom mental method. Helpless, every time I think of the tragic death of my father, my heart is full of pain. Shang Xiuming gritted his teeth, completely gave up the original righteous path, and embarked on this evil path from then on.

It's powerful, but it's evil.

The deeper you practice, the stronger the thirst for blood in your heart.

Until the end, if there is no blood for a day, the whole body is itchy and unbearable, and life is worse than death.

Helplessly, Shang Xiuming would grab some beast blood to drink at first, but the effect was not obvious, until one day he drank human blood, the blood of a dying person.

The blood goes down to the belly, like bathing in the spring light, falling into the abdomen, turning into a little star, infiltrating into the meridians, and turning into a trace of internal force. It turns out that the magic of this skill lies in being able to drink blood to enhance the skill. Since then, Shang Xiuming has continued to suck human blood.

If Shang Hongfei is still in the world, how will he feel when he sees his beloved son become what he is now?

Shang Xiuming didn't have time to pay attention to so much, he only knew that I wanted to become stronger, I wanted revenge, even if I couldn't recover, I would never regret it.

"Master Shang Shaozhuang, since the tragedy in Guizhuang ten years ago, people in the rivers and lakes have been looking for your traces everywhere, why haven't you been able to hide? Could it be that you really did the accident that day?" Yang Mingjing thought of Shang Xiuming's evil skills now, and his heart was vigilant, and asked.

"Hmph, now it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that I have long been deducted from such a capital crime, I want to say no, can you believe me?" Shang Xiuming snorted coldly.

Shang Xiuming knew that even if there were no rumors in the rivers and lakes, just the few wanderers he had recently hunted and killed had made Yang Mingjing not show mercy to his subordinates, and it was better to fight to the death than to curry favor with him.

It's useless to say more, Shang Xiuming has already faintly mobilized his internal strength.

Yang Mingjing frowned, thinking that this person was seriously injured, but he dared to fight back?

At this moment, Zhang Yu beside him had his long sword out of the sheath, and the snow was twelve styles, which was really extraordinary, and where the sword passed, the snow was frosty.

Shang Xiuming suddenly felt a cold air coming, and it seemed that the blood in his whole body was frozen.

After a while, the true qi in his body was touched by the cold qi, and it suddenly spontaneously came out, and the warm current hit his whole body, relieving the cold, and Shang Xiuming raised his hand to resist.

But Zhang Yu is not very human, the long sword shook, and he drew the sword out at the moment when he was caught by the other party's hands, and stabbed again, in an instant, the sword qi had already cut through the skin, but seeing that the wound quickly condensed into a lump, a cold breath penetrated into the blood vessels, Shang Xiuming shouted, his right hand was numb, and he lost consciousness.

In just this one encounter, the winner has been decided. Yang Mingjing also had a little more respect for the Tianshan martial arts in his heart.

In the face of two powerful enemies, Shang Xiuming knew that there was no hope of escaping today, but the revenge had not been avenged, how could he lose his life!

With a long roar in the sky, Shang Xiuming jumped into the abyss behind him.

May God have long eyes, let me live another life.

Seeing this change, Yang Mingjing and Zhang Yu were stunned and at a loss.

"Hey, Senior Sister Zhang, if you fall into this deep cliff, even if you don't break your bones, you won't be dead soon, let's go back. Yang Mingjing walked to the cliff and looked down and sighed.

"When the villain dies, it can be regarded as avenging the dead. After speaking, Zhang Yu returned his long sword to the sheath and followed Yang Mingjing down the mountain.

At the bottom of the cliff, Shang Xiuming was lying on the ground dying, but he was not dead.

Sure enough, God treats me well! I will, I will definitely avenge the people of the village.

In the blur, Shang Xiuming saw two figures walking slowly, one old and one young, one tall and one short.