Chapter 393: Tissot died and blood stained the sky

What is the purpose of the hundreds of people who have come to the Ziwei Gate today? Isn't it just to see the true face of the unicorn satin? The exclamations are endless.

Bai Suoming looked at the strange expressions of the five ancestors of the Yellow River and laughed out loud.

The two divine beasts lingered around Zhou Yingying for a while, and then turned into brocade and slowly landed on Zhou Yingying's shoulders with a breeze blowing.

Cheng Buxian saw that the unicorn satin that he racked his brains to steal from Zhou Lishui's hands actually fell into the hands of the three monsters of Nanming, and he was furious, pointing at Bai Suoming and saying angrily: "Yin thief Bai Suoming, where did the unicorn satin come from? Okay, you are not small to steal my treasure."

Bai Suoming had been waiting for the masked gentleman to speak, and said: "Qilin satin, haha, ・・・・・・ stealing? How can I, the three heroes of Nanming, be like some people? Of course, it was your good apprentice Li Rucai who gave it to us with both hands・・・・・・ uh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, your disciple has taken his beloved junior sister Azhu and flew away・・・・・・ haha・・・・・・ the painstaking Chengda boss ended up losing his wife and soldiers, and this deal lost a lot."

Cheng Buxian clenched his hands tightly and bit the "creak" and said in his heart, Li Rucai, you dare to betray me.

jumped up and attacked Bai Suoming with a palm, Bai Suoming naturally didn't dare to slack off when he saw this, so he turned around and dodged.

Zhong Wuyi seemed to understand the mystery from Bai Suoming's words, and rushed over with an arrow to protect Bai Suoming and confronted Cheng Buxian.

He would not fight Zhong Wuyi head-on unless he had to do so, so he hurriedly withdrew his palm power and said, "Master Zhong, how can you help these three villains?"

Zhong Wuyi stared at Cheng Buxian coldly and said, "Master Cheng, you are so scheming?

Cheng Buxian suddenly panicked, now that the unicorn satin has fallen into the hands of others, wouldn't the Tiger Roaring Sword be found again? All the operations have failed? Cheng Buxian, who still has a glimmer of hope for the Tiger Roaring Sword, hurriedly said: "Tiger Roaring Sword? How could I hide it? Of course, it is in Lishui's hands."

Zhou Lishui was confused, and said in his heart: "Could it be that the senior brother stole the divine soldier that the master gave me?

In order to help Cheng Buxian not be persecuted by Zhong Wuyi, Zhou Lishui had no choice but to take one step at a time, and hurriedly nodded at Zhong Wuyi, and Zhong Wuyi gave up.

Cheng Bu is worried and confused, where does he still have the heart to clean up the three monsters of Nanming? He is only looking for an opportunity to find Li Rucai and Azhu as soon as possible while people are unprepared, so as to find out the whereabouts of the Tiger Roaring Sword.

Long Yixiu looked at Zhou Yingying greedily for a long time, and then drew his sword and rushed towards Zhou Yingying desperately, Zhou Yingying was amazed in the face of such a delicate and powerful unicorn satin, and she didn't realize the danger at this time.

Zhou Lishui quickly shouted: "Sister Zhou, be careful・・・・・・"

Then before he could make a move, Long Yixiu had already stabbed the sword to Zhou Yingying's back.

Zhou Yingying suddenly felt a stinging pain in her back, and hurriedly turned around to meet the enemy, at the moment when Zhou Yingying turned around, the unicorn satin seemed to have a heart with Zhou Yingying, and suddenly floated up, the unicorn satin moved with the wind casually, it seemed to be very light, but the power contained in it was infinite, Long Yixiu's sword seemed to have encountered a great internal force impact, with the unicorn satin, the impact along Long Yixiu's Tissot sword to the palm of the hand, after a burst of numbness, Long Yixiu was unconscious, the Tissot sword from the tip of the sword to the hilt cracked several cracks, and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye。

Long Yixiu was taken aback and shouted: "The unicorn satin is my ・・・・・・"

Desperately reaching out to snatch it.

The five ancestors and four brothers of the Yellow River inadvertently saw the disciples of Ziwei Sect carrying out the body of the dead eldest brother, and immediately lost their minds, and the third child took the lead in retrieving the body from the disciples of Ziwei.

Said sadly: "The eldest brother was killed by the unicorn satin, I want to snatch the unicorn satin for the eldest brother to bury?"

The four of them used their weapons one after another, desperately fighting for the unicorn satin.

In order to prevent Long Yixiu from hurting herself, Zhou Yingying inadvertently waved out the unicorn satin, the unicorn satin seemed to be injected with magic power, and it fluttered out and resisted Long Yixiu in the blink of an eye.

Long Yixiu's sudden intervention caught Jin Liang unexpectedly, and Jin Liang saw the five ancestors of the Yellow River who had lost their minds when he was proud that his plan to disrupt the martial arts was implemented so smoothly.

Worried that the Five Ancestors of the Yellow River would endanger the implementation of their plan because of this, and they didn't want the Five Ancestors of the Yellow River to compete with the Nine Great Sects for the Qilin Satin, Jin Liang hurriedly shouted: "The Five Ancestors don't interfere ・・・・・・"

As soon as these words came out, the Five Ancestors of the Yellow River hesitated for a moment and replied: "Master Jintang, we want to avenge the eldest brother・・・・・・

The speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, this sentence attracted everyone's attention, and at the same time, Zhou Lishui was also very surprised that the three words "Golden Hall Master" echoed in everyone's minds.

Seeing this, Jin Liang hurriedly covered up: "What Uncle Jintang, I'm your second brother Jin, are you confused by this little beauty?"

The golden scales, who had almost revealed their identity, shrank back one after another, and no longer dared to speak.

The Five Ancestors of the Yellow River rushed forward and surrounded Long Yixiu, "Long Yixiu dares to grab the unicorn with Lao Tzu, are you impatient?"

The third child said scoldingly, and then the four of them used their weapons and attacked Long Yixiu's lifeline.

With Long Yixiu's kung fu, he resisted the skills of the five ancestors, and was subdued by the five ancestors before he resisted, and the old three golden hundred winds slashed at Long Yixiu's vital point with a double sickle.

Long Zuo in the crowd saw that his young master was taken down, and just when Long Yixiu was about to die, he jumped up and slashed out a palm, and attacked Jin Baifeng with both palms fiercely.

shouted, "Jin Baifeng Hugh hurts my lord's life・・・・・・"

Although Long Zuotu tried his best to save him, it was too late, Jin Baifeng's double sickle still pierced into Long Yixiu's chest, and blood stained Jin Baifeng's hands red, and splashed all over his body.

For a while, in Long Yixiu's eyes, the whole world turned blood-red, and his frightened eyes and trembling lips made him feel that the end was coming.

At this moment, Jin Baifeng turned around and swung his weapon and stabbed at Long Zuotu's life, and the others didn't dare to slack off and surrounded Long Zuotu one after another, so that he couldn't get close to Long Yixiu for half a step.