Chapter 1745 The power of the blood knife

"Well, I'll wait and see!" Zhong Yuan heard this, but nodded immediately.

Yu Hua said at that time, "Uncle Zhong and Zuquan, wait for a moment. When I beckon all the people, we will go!"

After Zhong Yuan nodded again, Yu Hua saluted and left without saying much. In just a moment, Yu Hua returned, and behind him, he was followed by more than 60 disciples of the Blood Knife Gate.

These disciples, with the worst cultivation, also have their own half-step Daluo's cultivation, which can really be called a huge strength.

After a ceremony, Yu Hua took out a muddy flag, covered the figure of the crowd, and then quietly empties away in one direction.

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Jiutou Mountain, Lion Peak, belly of the mountain.

"The patriarch, we have spent a lot of time in our dormantness, and the benefits we robbed before have been digested again. Do you think we are going to take action again? A monk with an old face and wrinkles, but still looking extremely strong, said.

"Yes, after experiencing the pleasure of soaring cultivation, it is simply a kind of torment to practice so honestly and step by step!"

"That's right, are we going to choose another place to start now?"

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With all his mouths and eight words, everyone said one after another. And the meaning is almost the same. It is all a request to take action again and plunder the blood knife door.

With the increase of their voices one by one, the patriarch on the central platform became more and more gloomy. Staying on the court, when no one spoke, he said, "Humph--, you all want to be desperate!

What is the existence of the Blood Knife Gate? In this bloody hell, it is also the absolute hegemon. The reason why we can make mistakes again and again is based on multi-party planning and careful calculation. As such, the recent gains are also getting less and less. On the contrary, several times, they were almost found out. If we hadn't been cautious and never stayed in the same place, I'm afraid that the whole army would have been destroyed long ago.

You are one by one, just thinking about the benefits, why don't you think about the danger?

"The patriarch, don't be angry. It's dangerous. Why don't we think about it?" That is the time, the old monk said again, "If the patriarch feels that we are not well-considered and continues to plunder the Blood Knife Gate. If it is too dangerous, we can change to other sects! If you have a mental calculation, you have no intention. In this way, there is no problem!"

As soon as he said this, the rest of the monks also looked at the patriarch, and their eyes were full of expectations.

"No way!" When the patriarch heard the words, he did not hesitate at all. When he was right, he categorically refused.

"Have you all forgotten, why do we break away from the ethnic group and come to this bloody hell far away?"

"Of course, it's for the tomb of the god of Xingtian!" That is, time, someone opened his mouth and replied.

"That's good!" The patriarch nodded, looked a little slower, and said, "Well, you haven't forgotten that we are here for the tomb of Xingtian. Xingtian God is the absolute strong man in my witch clan. He is full of cultivation and has chased the top of Daluo. Is there any treasure in his tomb?

If we can develop all the tombs of the God of Xingtian, our cultivation will definitely be able to go up a step, or even higher.

For us, this is the fundamental and most important thing. The rest are all details and can be discarded. At the beginning, I decided to loot the Blood Knife Gate because our strength was insufficient. According to the calculation, we may not be able to enter the tomb of the God of Xingtian.

Now, our strength is enough to meet the basic requirements, and we need more. In case we are found, which sect here can we afford to provoke? At that time, I'm afraid that everything we have worked hard to do before is to make wedding clothes for others!"

After the patriarch said this, the rest of the witch monks were silent. Because they all know very well that what the patriarch said can't be more correct.

After a while, the old monk said again, "What the patriarch said is that we are too greedy. In that case, I suggest that we transfer again immediately. We have been here for a long time. It's hard to guarantee, and there are no clues left. If we stay any longer, it's hard to guarantee that the inspectors of the Blood Knife Gate will find out the clues.

"Lao Chu's words are very kind. Let's prepare separately. As soon as the day enters the night, we will move again!" Hearing this, the patriarch opened his mouth and ordered.

"Yes!" Everyone replied with one voice.

"I think there is no need to transfer!" Just then, a clear voice sounded.

At that time, the more than a hundred witch monks present were all shocked and looked nervous at that time.

With the sound, a monk in a red robe, with a rather evil face, came in. The blood-blooded knife on his back shows his identity.

This person is no one else, but the eldest disciple of the blood knife sect - Yu Hua.

The patriarchs and elders are obviously very familiar with this. In an instant, I understood that at this moment, it was the moment of life and death prestige of the family. At that time, they all roared loudly, "Quickly shake the array of gods!"

While talking, they moved quickly first. On their bodies, magic weapons flew out one by one, sprinkled endless spiritual light, and protected themselves. Then, the mana began to connect in series and formed a formation.

The formation, but just a corner has been achieved, and an extremely fierce atmosphere emerges and shakes in all directions.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

Yu Hua shouted coldly. At that time, the blood-blooded knife behind him flew out of his body, like a bloody electric light, and cut off one of the witch elders.

The elder of the witch clan, with a spiritual bead on his head, released the light, sprinkled a spiritual shield, and protected himself from the wind and rain. However, under the power of the blood-making knife, it is like a paper paste, and it will be broken as soon as it is poked. Then, the blood-killing knife was beheaded on him.

"When--"

A stirring sound of gold and iron sounded. The body of the elder of the witch clan is unparalleled. Even with the sharp edge of the blood god knife, he can't cut in his arm.

However, Yu Hua didn't care about this. At that time, when his mind moved, the blood-turning knife pulled out, turned around and cut off at another witch elder.

The witch elder who has just been beheaded knows very well the evil of the blood god knife. He is really domineering. At that time, he did not hesitate to make a knife with his hand and cut it fiercely on his right shoulder.

"Kh-"

With a crisp sound, the whole arm of his right hand was removed by himself.

In his heart, he just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, an inexplicable force bulged in his body. In an instant, it filled his whole body. At that time, he was paralyzed to the ground, foaming at his mouth, and he was dizzy.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Hua flew out of the blood god knife, and then killed the three elders of the witch clan. The three elders are all the key to arranging the array of shaking gods in ten places. After being beheaded, they will either die or be about to die. At the time, there was just a little meteorological array, and then they collapsed again.

"The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect obey the order, cut the grass and remove the roots, and don't leave one!"

Yu Hua even injured the three elders of the witch clan, and the monks of the witch clan were naturally filled with righteous indignation. At that time, they also urged their magic weapons and bombarded him.

On the face, Yu Hua didn't care about this and shouted. When it was, his body and knife were combined, and he went straight to the strongest magic weapon and cut it off.

Just a little slower on the line, more than 60 blood-changing knives turned into more than 60 bloody lightnings, appeared out of thin air, and cut off a witch monk respectively.

Looking at this bright and sharp red light, the witch monks couldn't help but feel a layer of chill in their hearts.

"Dang, Dang, Dang,..."

The sound of magic weapons is like rain beating bananas, extremely dense and endless.

At the first time, there were dozens of witch monks who were broken by the magic weapon, cut into the body, and died on the spot. The rest blocked the blow of the blood-blooded knife, and then encountered the combined attack of several blood-blooded knives.

The monks of the Blood Knife Gate are all hidden in the unknown land and are not noticed by the witch monks at all. Therefore, witch monks can only be beaten passively like this.

As the saying goes: If you stay for a long time, you will lose! Soon, a scream resounded through the belly of the mountain.

The patriarch of this little witch clan is the only Daluo god among the people, with the strongest cultivation. Except for Yuhua's blood-blooded knife, which poses a little threat to it, the rest of it has no effect and can't break his body at all. Therefore, for a moment, he was safe and sound.

However, the people who felt died tragically one by one, but there was nothing he could do, but his heart was inevitably confused. It was easy to collect his emotions, but he made a decision and decided to retreat. Because he knows very well that if he doesn't retreat, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance.

Although it seems extremely humiliating to do so, only by doing so can we return the humiliation to the other party in the future.

"Blood Knife Gate, you all wait for me. When I enter the tomb of the God of Xingtian, I will get the treasure and make great progress in cultivation. I will definitely destroy you, and I will not leave an inch of tiles!"

With a curse in his heart, the witch patriarch detonated all the magic weapons on his body, regardless of east, west, north and south, bombarded in all directions.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he urged the unique secret method of the crack, and the void split a crack, quickly stepped into it and disappeared.

When Yu Hua commanded the blood knife gateman, evolved the blood knife array, and strangled the endless vitality storm, he found that the witch patriarch had disappeared. Under the induction, I couldn't find any clue. At that time, his face looked ugly. RS