Chapter 32 Bloody Master

Everyone at the bloody door was shocked. One of them just wanted to dance the weapon in his hand, but suddenly felt a pain in one hand. The long knife in his hand had reached the hands of the opposite Hongshan. He hurriedly wanted to retreat, but it was too late. A knife flashed, and his whole body was split in half!

Hongshan's series of knife-grabbing and killing actions are clean and sharp, as fast as lightning, which fully shows the level of Hongshan, which makes the rest of the low-level disciples of the blood evil sect have taken the knife and killed people before they can react.

When the man was killed by Hong Shan, the man drilled a bloody centipede from the inside of his body, which was the extremely evil "bloodthirsty worm"

After the "bloodthirsty worm" came out, it rushed to the Hongshan Mountain that was being slashing like lightning.

Hongshan's face was shocked. At this time, his movements were old, and there was no time to change his movements. He was about to be drilled into his body by bloodthirsty!

At this moment, with a "sh", the bloodthirsty lightning-like body was instantly put into a bag.

Jing Ping in the distance smiled at Hongshan.

Most of the remaining disciples around are not in the realm of ten layers of cultivation. There are no bloodthirsty insects in the body. They just swallow the internal strength of human blood, which poses no threat to him at all. They were cut by him randomly and were cut down by more than a dozen in an instant.

The rest of the people's faces began to change greatly, especially the man in blood, because he was a senior disciple of the Blood School, his martial arts and all kinds of experience were far higher than these people, but his heart was also the most depressed. He knew very well that he had met three great masters, which was not what they could compete with at all, so he ordered decisively, "Give it all! I'll find a master to support!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and ran away into the distance!

What he did, he made all the disciples of the bloody sect scold secretly, as if they had a tacit understanding. Their "bang" changed from the original encirclement posture to fleeing in all directions, and rushed out in all directions, and none of them stayed.

These days, I'm not stupid. Looking for a master to support me? We also want to go. It's better for everyone to go together!

The people surrounded everywhere ran around in the blink of an eye. Among them, the man embroidered with six blood clouds ran the fastest, and several ups and downs had already left a lot of others.

He was secretly happy in his heart, and at the same time, he felt that what he had done was too wise. He asked them to run first and secretly admire his intelligence, but he suddenly felt numb and could not move at all. Not only was he unable to move, but all the surrounding disciples could not move. At this moment, As if all the disciples had been hit by the fixed method, they just kept their own posture of escaping.

An extremely thin silver needle hit his arm. He couldn't help but be terrmented. He wanted to force it out, but he felt that the internal force of his whole body could not be mobilized at all. His whole body became numb and stiff, and he could not control his body at all. Then he watched his body fall slowly, visible to the naked eye from his arm. The speed immediately turned black, and then he leaned against the tree and looked at his dark body, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

Only then did he realize that the silver needle was poisonous.

This senior disciple of the Blood Gate was very unwilling. He clearly had the highest kung fu, ran the fastest, and responded quickly. At the same time, he also used a trick. Why did he die so fast?

With the only remaining strength, he twisted his head to the crowd, and finally saw the last scene before his death: all the people seemed to have been fixed, motionless, and then fell to the ground one after another. No one could be spared, only an expressionless young man. , collecting bugs back and forth.

Seeing this scene, the senior disciple of the Bloody Family understood that everyone had the same end. Then he was no longer unwilling. In anger, he already knew that he had died, and soon everyone would be with him, because the expressionless young man, the horror of strength was the only thing he had ever seen in his life. It's not a loss for him to die in the hands of such a master.

Zhenwumen, the broken soul peak, and the high part of the peak body gathered a group of high-level officials of the blood evil door. At this moment, almost everyone in the high-level officials of the blood evil gate are happy. Because of the practice of the blood evil spirit, the pale face is also too excited, and there is also a trace of blush.

No wonder they are so excited. After all, Zhenwumen is a sect with more than 300 years of inheritance, but after nearly 50 years of hard work, it will finally fall in front of them! This makes the leaders who carefully planned this attack not be excited and complacent!

Among the many happy elders, there is only one woman with a calm face. This person is the doorkeeper of the bloody door, Xue Kuang.

A fierce sect, a frightening sect, and its owner turned out to be a woman.

This woman's face is very ordinary, and there is no place to feel beautiful, but since she can become the door owner of the bloody door, this woman's strength is absolutely strong.

Looking at the joy on everyone's faces, the doorkeeper did not sweep away everyone's interest, but stood alone on the Broken Soul Peak and looked at the scenery around him.

She is also surrounded by many blood armored iron guards. These fifty or sixty blood armored iron guards are the guards that he has spent a lot of painstakingly cultivated since childhood. They are not only skilled in martial arts and profound, but also have reached the realm of the twelve levels of the blood secret, and they are also loyal. They have nothing to say to him. There was no one who disobeyed her order.

This group of people has never been dispatched, but at this time they are all around her, in order to protect their own safety. After all, his opponent is an ancient sect that has been passed down for 300 years, and his bloody sect has been gradually formed in recent decades. Although the other party is now reduced to a small force, and the mountain gate is also She hit it down, surrounded by bloody people. There is no danger, but caution has always been the principle of this female door owner.

She looked at everything on the mountain, the doormen around her, the bodies of the other party's disciples, and thought a lot.

If we say why the bloody door can have the upper hand this time, these spies have really made great contributions.

Otherwise, not only is it impossible to completely annihilate the other party's negotiation team, but also the sentry on this broken soul peak will also cause the blood gate to lose a lot of people, which is extremely unfavorable to the blood gate.

Some of the secret spies have been cultivated since childhood, and some have no choice. He has never asked about the training of secret spies. It has always been done by Zhang Heng, one of his best apprentices. Otherwise, it is impossible to break through the real martial arts so simply.

At the thought of Zhang Heng, there was a trace of nostalgia and sadness on the female door owner's face. She remembered Zhang Heng's amazing talent, smart mind, and loyalty to her. When she inadvertently revealed her hatred for Zhenwumen, Zhang Heng immediately destroyed Zhenwumen for life. He didn't ask the reason for the top priority, but silently turned most of his time to concentrate on the study and cultivation of spies, tricks, dangers, and even himself into the Zhenwumen in order to master the movement in the Zhenwumen.

Why did Zhang Heng do this? It is because Zhang Heng has been raised by Master Xue since he was a child. In Zhang Heng's eyes, Master Xue is his mother, his lover, and everything in his mind.

A breeze blew, and she woke up. The nostalgic look on her face disappeared in an instant, and she continued to maintain the cold and vicissitudes of life with no expression on her face.

This vicissitudes of life posture is not pretending, but a precipitation of years. If there is no baptism of time, no matter how you pretend, you can't pretend to be this posture.

Before she completely eliminated the master of Zhenwumen, she would not be complacent and proud at all. When all the threats she thought were completely eliminated, maybe she would really laugh happily.

"Kill!"

"Kill the disciples of Zhenwumen!"

A shocking shout of killing made the bloody female owner look at the other side of the mountain.

I saw that the original flag of Zhenwumen had been taken down and hung with the blood flag of the blood gate!

Seeing such a scene, the heroine finally smiled and said in a low voice, "Yan Zhenwu, do you know that I won in the end?"

Yan Zhenwu! This is the founder of Zhenwumen! And the doorkeeper of the bloody door actually said such a sentence.