075 Wumeng Blood Slaughter

At this time, the sun is shining, and everything is so harmonious.

However, in the barren mountains not far from Huozhuling, there are hundreds of people walking on a path.

Among them, there are men and women, and there are old and young. Their cultivation is generally not very strong, but there are still many monks who have achieved great internal achievements.

These people are the doormen of Zhujianmen.

In front, Li Qingzhu, Li Qingfeng, Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling are prominently listed. Leading everyone is the senior level of Zhujianmen.

In the bamboo sword gate, there are three elders, all of whom are the cultivation of the top lead flower, but they are not born at ordinary times, so even the Dark Sword Gate may not know their existence.

These three elders are all old people. Two of them are just the cultivation of lead flowers, and the other is the cultivation of lead flowers.

At ordinary times, few people dare to provoke such a team, but at this time, among the monks who besieged their bamboo and sword gate, there are dozens of monks who have reached the realm of lead flower, and there are no less than hundreds of monks who have reached the realm of lead flower.

Therefore, they can only walk the path carefully and dare not go on the road.

The direction they are going is the direction of Yizhou City.

With their team, it is not difficult to survive in Yizhou City.

After all, the monks who gather lead flowers can be regarded as strong no matter where they go.

"Brother, why haven't parents and grandfather caught up yet?" After one mountain after another, the team is getting farther and farther away from Huozhuling, but Li Yuanqing and others can't be seen at all. Li Qingfeng is already anxious.

"Don't worry, parents and grandfathers will be fine if their cultivation is strong." Li Qingzhu comforted Li Qingfeng, but there were strange eyes in his eyes.

The three people next to Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling were speechless all the way.

It can be said that since they came to the cultivation world, they have been under the protection of Qin Zheng. If it hadn't been for Qin Zheng, they would have been bullied and even killed.

And now Qin Zheng may have been killed by Yin, and the three of them felt much more pressure in an instant.

"Don't worry, Senior Li will be fine." Mancheng said, even if he accelerated his steps.

The three elders in front of them did not say anything, but observed the situation around them vigilantly.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden roar in front of him, and the stone walls on both sides of the road in front of him collapsed directly, blocking the road ahead.

Seeing this, everyone in Zhujianmen's face changed greatly. If they were a little faster, they would be pressed down by these stones, and life and death were up to heaven.

No one has been injured now, which is considered to be their good luck.

However, at this time, the elder's face suddenly changed and immediately shouted behind him, "Be careful."

As soon as the roar came out, the elder directly sacrificed a green flying sword, and the flying sword rose in the wind and flew back.

When everyone heard the roar of the elder, a huge stone fell from the sky, and the people below had no time to dodge.

"Boom..."

The elder's flying sword was directly cut down and bombarded the boulder into gravel. However, even so, dozens of disciples of the Bamboo Sword Gate were injured and killed by these gravel. Suddenly, the Bamboo Sword Gate was seriously injured.

Just at this moment, the remaining disciples of Zhujianmen gathered together, took out their weapons and looked around warily.

"Well, Zhushi, the elder of Zhujianmen, it seems that your strength has not improved much over the years." A cold voice sounded, followed by a half-white-haired old man, wearing a black robe and a word 'wu' on his right arm.

Seeing this old man, the three people, Mancheng and Hao Bingling, suddenly changed their faces.

This old man, they know, or this old man is the first person they have seen since they came to the cultivation world, and it is the old man who helped them lift the clouds.

At that time, the old man wanted to cripple them. If it hadn't been for Qin Zheng, they would have been hit by this man.

But I don't know that we met here today. Even though the three of Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling all have the cultivation of great internal achievements, they can't help but feel awe-in.

"Well, Wumeng lackey, my cultivation has not improved in recent years, but I can easily kill you." After seeing that people are the first cultivation of lead flowers, the elder was relieved and immediately sneered.

And the Elder Li of the Wu League showed a sneer without a trace of fear.

At this moment, two more figures appeared, a young man and an old man with white hair.

Seeing these two people, the elder's face finally changed.

Both of them are small-scale cultivation, which is not weaker than the big elders, and the three monks who top lead flowers have no chance of winning against the three monks who top lead flowers in the Wu League.

"Both of you don't have to do it. Just give it to me." At this moment, one of the three people in Wumeng, who looked very young, said.

For this person, Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling also knew him. This man was the strong man who later stopped them and killed Qiangang.

Last time, he stepped on a giant tiger and came here. See you today. Even though Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling have achieved great internal achievements, and they can't see through this young man at all.

"Blood slaughter." Seeing the young man speak, the elder looked at it for a moment and suddenly exclaimed.

"It seems that this seat still has a good reputation." The young man sneered.

"Isn't you afraid of being condemned by the world when you come here to make it difficult for us?" The elder's face changed repeatedly and finally shouted.

As the guardian force of the border wilderness of Yizhou, Wumeng could not take action against its own people. This is the rule. Otherwise, the border area will not be protected by the Wumeng.

Now Wumeng actually attacked them. Blood Tu, Elder Li and other three people came here, obviously trying to kill them all.

"Well, if you are all killed, who would know that it was our martial arts alliance?" Xue Tu said coldly, his eyes slowly turned scarlet, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips, like a beast about to eat.

Hearing Xue Tu's words, the three elders of Zhujianmen were paler.

Not to mention that there are two other people besides blood slaughter, it is not enough for them to deal with a single blood slaughter.

Even in the Wu League, the status of blood slaughter is not lower than that of the monk with great cultivation of lead flowers, and the status of silver eyebrows is not much different.

The reason is that the age of blood slaughter is not yet 50 years old.

There are no monks who are more than 50 years old, not to mention in the martial arts alliance, even in the real cultivation world, they are very few geniuses, much higher than the silver eyebrows.

Therefore, the status of Xue Tu in the Wu League is very high, and it is even rumored that his master is a strong man with three flowers. Although this strong man is not in the frontier, with the support of this strong man behind him, even Yin Mei does not dare to do anything to Xue Tu.

"We only want a way to live, and we will never be the enemy of Wumeng in the future." After a long time, the elder said.

His task is to lead the living force of Zhujianmen to survive and continue, and now if he is killed by the Wu League, the inheritance of Zhujianmen will be broken.

However, after listening to the words of the elder, the three Wumeng all had a sneer.

Since they came here, they didn't want to let anyone go.

Seeing this, the elder's face changed repeatedly. Just as Xue Tu was about to take action, he suddenly pinched the formula with both hands, withdrew his flying sword and shouted, "Go quickly. I'll stop them."

As soon as the voice fell, the elder's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed directly on his magic weapon. The next moment, the flying sword in the elder's hand seemed to have come back and forth excitedly around him.

Originally, the elder's flying sword only had the grade of eight-grade magic weapons, but now he sprayed a mouthful of blood. His flying sword actually reached the grade of nine-grade magic weapons, and even the top magic weapons among the nine grades.

In a short time, under the formula of the elder's hands, the flying sword hung directly above his head, two, four, eight, and sixteen. Soon, sixteen blue and red flying swords appeared above the elder.

"The method of blood bamboo ten thousand swords is indeed a great magic power." Seeing this scene, the old man behind the blood slaughter nodded and said.

However, Xue Tu sneered. I don't know when there was a dark dagger in his hand, and he directly killed the elder with the dagger in his hand.

The others of Zhujianmen, under the command of the second and third elders, fled to the side.

The mountain road ahead is blocked, and the others of Zhujianmen can only find another way, while there are three strong men of the Martial League in the rear. They can only choose to climb the hill next to them and cross here.

Fortunately, everyone has a foundation for cultivation. Even if the cultivation is the lowest, it has reached the point of initial achievement. It is still not a problem to climb the hill next to it.

However, just as everyone was about to climb the hill, a roar sounded behind them. Everyone looked at the place where the elder was originally standing, which had become a charred pit.

At this time, Xue Tu looked at the direction of everyone with scarlet eyes. In front of him, there was a broken blue-red flying sword, which was the original magic weapon of the elder.

Seeing this situation, everyone's faces changed greatly. A trace of tragedy appeared on the faces of the second elder and the third elder. Li Qingzhu and Li Qingfeng didn't know what to do. Although Mancheng, Zhongdao and Bingling could still maintain their composure, there was also a trace of despair in their eyes.

"Your spirit will have the honor to help me practice the 'blood soul and law'. In this seat, you can get eternal life." Xue Tu said coldly, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips again, and a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.

"Is it?" However, just as Xue Tu was about to take action, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and a strong pressure suddenly appeared in the perception of Xue Tu.