"Heh, you kid, I haven't seen you for half a year, but you've grown a little angry. "Baoxiang had the intention to show off in front of the master, and he didn't take this spineless and incapable subordinate in his eyes at all. As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed a passing hand and flipped it up.

Passing by let him grab him, following his strength without resistance, but the other hand flicked in front of him as he approached. Baoxiang was stunned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Passing by and smiling at him, it was extremely bright, and after the finger popped out, it immediately changed into the front of the middle finger and index finger, and knocked on the neck of the treasure elephant. At this moment, he urged his internal force, and Bao Xiang only felt that the soft wrist he had grabbed in his hand was suddenly slippery like a loach, and the originally non-threatening one-finger attack became very powerful. He had killed countless people in his life, and he had a sense of danger in the battle, so he immediately took two steps back, and said in shock and anger: "You...... Do you know martial arts?"

Passing by, I didn't really want to fight him, but I took it when I got freedom, clapped my hands and smiled: "It seems to be pretty good." ”

Baoxiang snorted and sneered: "The kung fu of the three-legged cat also wants to show off in front of Lao Tzu." ”

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his body forward, drew the big knife at his waist with a bang, and slashed at the passerby. Just now, he underestimated the enemy, thinking that this kid had no ability, as long as he caught him and gave him a little bit of hardship and threatened two words, he was easily dismissed. Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for half a year, he actually learned martial arts. It's not easy to get rid of, but it's not to be feared.

The treasure elephant martial arts are much higher than those passing by, and the blood knife technique is even more exquisite. Passing by, he knew that he was invincible, and he originally wanted to test how many moves he could resist, but Baoxiang had the heart to make him surrender, and as soon as he came up, it was the most exquisite "Meteor Passing through the Sky" in the Blood Knife Knife Technique.

Passing by, he only cultivates internal strength, does not understand moves, and the only thing he can do is to keep an eye on his blade, in order to avoid his dangerous edge, and then counterattack, the last to strike.

The theory is definitely good, but the practice is really difficult.

The sword of the treasure elephant could only be seen swinging out at the moment of attack, and then disappeared in a cloud of sword light. There is a dazzling scene in front of you, where can you see where the sword is?

Take advantage of the opportunity when you can, and run quickly when you can't. This allows the husband to be able to bend and stretch, to stay awake at all times, and to know which path is the right one to take.

Passing by, he was very sober and short, narrowly dodging the blow of the treasure elephant splitting the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "Master spare his life!"

Although his internal strength has improved a lot, the starting point is zero, and the experience of facing the enemy is limited. His breath was unsteady, and he stumbled under his feet, and he only felt that his arm was cold, and the sword of the treasure elephant slashed dangerously away from his side.

Bao Xiang saw that he had dodged this move, and in a fit of rage, he immediately changed his move and attacked again, and when he heard him shout "spare his life", he sneered and withdrew his hand, saying, "Count you ......."

Who knew that before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared in front of him when he passed by. He quickly turned his head, but saw a stumbling passerby and pounced on the senior brother next to him.

The other disciples of the "Blood Sword Sect" had already seen that the martial arts passing by were not opponents at all, so they didn't take it to heart. Seeing that he was hiding so embarrassed from his senior brother, he immediately laughed even more, full of contempt. One of them saw him fall before he passed by, and stretched out his foot to kick him, making him fall even more embarrassed.

Passing by took this opportunity to hold his thigh and pull it up, the monk lost his center of gravity, and couldn't laugh halfway through his laughter. Passing by, he stood firm with his strength, and while the others were stunned, he flicked a few times.

A red light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and he was startled when he passed by, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he still couldn't stop it, and the cold blade slashed through the back of his hand, and blood immediately gushed out.

He shouted in his heart that it was dangerous, but he didn't care about the injury on his hand, and then bullied the remaining two. His moves are very simple, as long as one hand can resist the opponent's move, the other hand will definitely pop out a finger, and then he will never fall in love with the fight, and immediately flee. Of course, his martial arts are not comparable to others, but the "Blood Knife Gate" has seen that his martial arts are not good as soon as he comes, and secondly, he has to keep him alive, so no one will come up to make a killing move, which also provides him with an opportunity. One and a half moves to block it, it turned out to be smooth, although there were some injuries, but it was not a big deal.

Seeing that six people were bounced by him, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he passed by, and was about to clap his hands to discuss the conditions, when a strong wind suddenly hit the back of his head. He secretly screamed, the wind came so fast, it was too late to dodge.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "Ah!" sound, and the strong wind suddenly changed direction. Immediately, I only heard the loud sound of "bang", the dust was clouding, the fallen trees were sloppy, and the roof was actually a big hole.

When I passed by and looked back, I saw the monk in the big red robe in the shadow of the dust covering his eyes, screaming wildly, his voice was so sad, it was the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Passing by, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and was wondering, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a green shadow in the dust rushing through the dust. He instinctively reached out to catch it, but the green shadow slammed headlong into his chest, and continued to drill as if to burrow into his chest.

"Master!" The five disciples of the Blood Knife Sect stepped forward together and surrounded the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"This kid is weird, kill him!" Blood Knife Ancestor covered his eyes, and black blood and red science flowed out of his fingers, "And that bird, you can't let go of any of them!"

The five disciples did not dare to disobey the order, and rushed towards the passing by together. Passing by and taking advantage of the tricks, he can only barely cope with one of them, and now that the five of them are together, where is the opponent? But when he turned around, a big red shadow came to him, blocking his way.

"Where to run?" the Blood Knife Ancestor stopped in front of him and slashed at him.

Passing by a shudder, there was no way to hide, rolled on the spot, dodged the knife in great embarrassment, and shouted: "I tell you the secret of the city, the big treasure, don't kill me, I tell you!"

Although he begged for mercy with soft words on his lips, he scolded the sky in his heart. Is there any mistake, how rotten is Ding Dian's martial arts, and why can he put down his drug in a moment but still hold on for so long when he arrives at the "Blood Knife Gate"?

The temptation of a great treasure is really great. The Blood Knife Ancestor's sword stopped in mid-air and shouted, "Say!"

He had one eye closed, his face black and white, and he stared at the passerby with only the other round eye. His internal strength was strong, and there seemed to be an invisible air flow around his body, blowing his clothes and bulging, but the knife in his hand fell in front of the passerby, not moving at all.

Passing by, I suddenly understood and was shocked. The Blood Knife Ancestor's eye was pecked out by the parrot. The eyes are the weakest part of the human body, and the pain he feels at this time can be imagined. True Qi has always turned at will, he was still able to control his almost violent True Qi under such pain, and a knife fell on his nose, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

This Blood Knife Ancestor can defeat the "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water", and it is not just a matter of winning by tricks!

But where was the moment to sigh and admire the enemy? He was so frightened that his teeth chattered. Since he entered Jin Yong's world, everyone in "Flying Fox Gaiden" has been respectful and fearful of him as supreme, even if there are occasional people who don't know each other, who really dares to hurt him and can hurt him? As long as he glared at him, the other party was naturally frightened by his momentum. Even in the world of "Liancheng Jue", even if he doesn't know any martial arts, he still relies on the "prophet" to play with the world's heroes on applause, even if he shrinks his head and pretends to be a turtle grandson, it is all a strategy to lure the enemy and pride the enemy, and the victory is in his hands.

It's like now, although they are all small injuries, but he doesn't have time to count how many knives he has been cut, and the drug that popped out has not worked until now, and he is still hanging on his head by a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay. With the slightest movement, his head will probably be cut in half like a vegetable melon.

He did not hide this fear at all, and said tremblingly: "You spare my life, and I will take you to find the treasure." ”

The Blood Knife Ancestor's knife moved from his nose to his lips, from his lips to his neck, and finally stopped at his heart. The cold knife can be felt through the clothes. Passing by, I really regret not wearing a few more clothes.

"Hand over this bird. Blood Knife Ancestor said.

The parrot in his arms continued to burrow into his arms, as if it really had to burrow into his chest to be safe. Passing by and hesitating in his heart, the Blood Knife Ancestor was afraid that he would not kill him, but this parrot was afraid that as long as he left him slightly, he would end up with a broken corpse. The parrot had just saved him, and he knew it. If it hadn't been for it just now, the knife that the Blood Knife Ancestor had slashed across the back of his hand would have cut off his wrist in unison, and then the knife would have directly split him in half.