Chapter 21 Joint

Some time ago, the ghost sword gate was destroyed, and the name of the blood hidden door shocked the Mingyan dynasty. Although the major forces do not know much about the Blood Hidden Gate, the only certainty is that the strength of the Blood Hidden Gate is not weak. Otherwise, how can the ghost sword gate be destroyed overnight, and even a living person can't escape?

At this time, combined with the strange clothes and strong strength of the two people, Qin Bing immediately thought of the Blood Hidden Gate.

At present, the most powerful force in the Mingyan Dynasty is not the Daluo sect, but the blood hidden door that does not know where it is hidden. Although Daluozong is a strong martial saint, it is obvious that it is absolutely impossible for Daluozong to deal with the young patriarch Aofeng. Except for Da Luozong, who can send such a strong team now? Naturally, it is the blood hidden door where the dragon can't see the end.

"Strange, why did the people of the Blood Hidden Gate take action against Aofeng?" Looking at the battle not far away, Qin Bing frowned tightly. Although Da Luozong was the most powerful sect of the Mingyan Dynasty, it was not a problem to destroy the whole Daluozong according to the strength of the Blood Hidden Gate to destroy the Ghost Sword Gate overnight. There is no need to deal with an arrogant wind that was only in the early days of Wusheng. Such an act is really a little difficult to guess.

"Do you want to take action?" Looking at the battle on the field, Qin Bing weighed it in his heart.

Qin Bing didn't want to provoke the strength of the blood hidden door, but he appreciated it very much, but he was a little uncertain for a moment. In the face of the attack of the two martial saints, Aofeng on the field also seems to be more and more dangerous and dangerous. Fortunately, Aofeng's combat experience is not bad, and he can avoid it every time.

"You forced me!" Proud wind stepped back two steps quickly, and with a fierce shout, a simple sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a powerful momentum gushed out of the sword in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the two bloody martial artists who attacked him slowly moved their hands, looked at the long sword in Aofeng's hand, and said in astonishment, "The best spiritual weapon!"

"I didn't expect that you, a true practicer in the fusion period, even have a lower spiritual weapon. In this case, I can't let you go!" A red-robed man flashed a trace of greed in his eyes and said coldly.

"I'm going to see why you don't let me go!" Aofeng snorted coldly and held the lower spiritual weapon, which made him a little more confident. Although he may not be able to defeat the two with the power of the lower spiritual weapon, it is not difficult to leave safely. He is still confident about this.

"It's a waste for a true practicer who only knows secular combat skills to put the next spiritual weapon in your hand." Another red-robed man sneered, and a strong murderous spirit gushed out of him, "Kid, let you see what is the battle of practitioners!"

Before the words fell, the two turned into two red shadows and rushed towards the proud wind.

"These two people are actually from the cultivation world!" Qin Bing, who was hiding aside, couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the dialogue of several people. At this moment, he also understood why the ghost sword gate could be killed so easily, and why the warriors of the Mingyan Dynasty could not find the news of the blood hidden door. It turned out that the other party was not a person in the martial arts world at all, but the true person mentioned by Xuankongzi.

On the field, a little under the feet of the proud wind, his body quickly swept out, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed the red figure that rushed to him.

"Sneak~" There was an extremely subtle sound in the air, and the long sword in Ao Feng's hand tore the air and instantly appeared in front of the visitor's chest.

"Blood cracked sky!" Feeling the sharp blow of Ao Feng, he did not dare to be careless. His body was not strong enough to ignore the attack of the spiritual weapon and shouted loudly. A strong blood gas suddenly gushed out of his body, and a red mist visible to his body surrounded him, turning into a sword pierced by the proud wind in his bloody hand.

"Bum!" With a soft sound, a figure was shaken back.

"How is this possible?" Feeling a little numb arm, Ao Feng looked at the thin bloody palm not far away and looked shocked. The unfavorable spiritual weapon was actually blocked by the red-robed man!

"How could this happen?" Qin Bing, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and his face changed greatly. He knows the power of the spiritual weapon. From the time he has had the Jinglong to now, even in the face of a warrior stronger than him, as soon as the Jinglong comes out, no one can face the present. However, at this moment, the man in red took the blow head-on and did not look injured at all.

"Secular combat skills, real combat?" Qin Bing recalled what the man in red had said before and understood for a moment that the spiritual weapon did not fight like ordinary weapons, but the combat method of the practitioners was the real way to use the spiritual weapon.

"Who is it, get out of here?" Just as Qin Bing was secretly thinking about it, the two red-robed people on the field shouted and looked in his direction, as if they had found something.

"Oh, I just thought about things, but I forgot to hide my breath." Hearing these two explosions, Qin Bing suddenly came to her senses, but found that her breath was unconsciously emitted a trace, and she suddenly cried bitterly.

Hearing the words of the two red-robed warriors, Ao Feng couldn't help but be on guard, but he used various means in the battle. However, he was not sure whether the other party was relaxing him. Then take action.

However, for a moment, he was released, because a warrior he was familiar with came out in the direction of the two red-robed warriors.

"Is that you?" Aofeng was stunned. Although he had been separated from Qin Bing for a long time, he didn't expect that the other party had also arrived here. And it seems that he is still hiding and peeking at the battle of several people.

"It's just me!" Qin Bing shrugged his shoulders with a bitter smile, and immediately looked at the two red-robed warriors.

"You are indeed a group!" When the two red-robed warriors saw that they knew each other, they looked at each other and said coldly.

"Since you are here, don't want to leave!" Another red-robed warrior smiled ferociously and rushed out of Qin Bing.

"Fuck, these two guys are really unreasonable!" Looking at the red figure that rushed towards him, Qin Bing was depressed. He was just curious to see it. As for whether he would take action, he had not made up his mind. Moreover, he and Aofeng are not together. They have known each other for less than an hour, but they looked at the red shadow that came. Qin Bing knew that whether he explained or not, the other party would not believe it.

"Xiaobai, I'm working. I'd like to see how powerful this martial arts warrior from the world is!" Qin Bing did not dare to be careless at the moment. He held the long gun in his hand and jumped on Xiaobai's back.

"Okay, boss, show him how powerful we are!" Xiaobai roared excitedly, and his figure suddenly became bigger. He stepped on the ground with his limbs and met the red figure in an instant.

"Heart-piercing diamond!" Without any hesitation, Qin Bing's true breath burst out unreservedly. His hand swirled, and the long gun suddenly rotated like a cannonball.

Facing the red-robed man who could even block the spiritual weapon, Qin Bing's first attack was his strongest attack.

"What?" Feeling the fierce shot that pierced him, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the red-robed warrior, and the true air in his body burst out in an instant. Suddenly, a bloody palm wind mixed with a strong bloody atmosphere burst out, "Open the monument!"

"Boom~"

In the air, the bloody palm collided with the silver light, and suddenly a loud noise came out. The bloody palm suddenly collapsed, and the attack of the silver light was also resolved.

"What a strong smell of blood! What a terrible palm!" Qin Bing frowned slightly as he asked about the blood coming from the air and the still trembling gun barrel. The white limbs under his body are a little bit, and his body retreats quickly.

"Brother Qin, I'm really sorry to involve you this time!" Over there, the proud wind of the red-robed warrior said loudly in the direction of Qin Bing.

"If you can't die this time, I'll listen to your apology in person later and see if you can give me a satisfactory apology!" Qin Bing laughed loudly when he heard the words. Since he has been involved in this battle, he does not blame anyone. It is also a blessing to be able to fight with the warriors in the integration period of the real world.

"Don't worry, I will make you satisfied!" Over there, Aofeng also replied very cheerfully.

"You will not have a future. I will send you to hell!" Seeing that Qin Bing and the two had enough time to chat under their own attack, the two red-robed warriors suddenly became furious. The force of attacking the two suddenly increased a little, which made Qin Bing and the two of them feel much more pressured.

"Open the monument!" The red-robed warrior shouted loudly, and a bloody palm wind spit out, mixed with a horrible gas explosion, which roared Qin Bing.

"This is another move!" Qin Bing's face changed slightly. He just made a fight with the red-robed man. Although it seemed that no one had taken advantage of it, in fact, it was him who suffered losses.

"Xiao Bai!" Qin Bing shouted angrily, and the little white under his body suddenly became angry. His figure was a little bigger again, and his limbs stepped on the ground, but the speed was faster than before. It is the way Xiaobai inherits the battle in his memory.

"Break it!" Pouring the true air into the long gun without reservation, Qin Bing sat down and swept out. The long gun in his hand suddenly turned into a horrible white light to meet the bloody palm wind.

With a loud noise, a red figure was instantly shaken back by the terrible force from the explosion, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.