Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Outside the gate of the Blood River Sect, corpses were already strewn all over the ground, blood flowed like a river, and the smell of blood had already drifted to the outer gate of the sect.

Many disciples went out to check the situation, but when they saw the scene outside, their scalps felt numb.

After all, someone recognized Zhao Xuanming.

After all, during this period of time, Dao Yunzong was too popular, and several outstanding disciples among them were even more famous, and many people had their portraits.

"You are Zhao Xuanming!"

"My Blood River Sect and Daoyun Sect have always kept the water in the well, why did you come here to kill my disciples of the Blood River Sect?"

A sneer appeared on Zhao Xuanming's face.

"I have to ask your suzerain about this. He has implicated you, so all of you will die today!"

This overbearing words made it impossible for everyone to refute for a while.

There really does seem to be some unresolved animosity between the two.

A disciple threw away his badge on the spot, and said: "Your hatred is none of my business. I quit the Blood River Sect. Don't come to me for revenge."

The disciple fled in a hurry.

But Zhao Xuanming didn't intend to let him go.

"It's too late to quit now, anyone who has anything to do with the Blood River Sect will die!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword energy pierced the disciple's chest, and the red disciple uniform became more colorful.

The dozen or so people looked at each other, and since they couldn't escape today, they would fight to the death.

But they were not opponents at all, they didn't even catch a single move, and fell to the ground directly.

There was only the last disciple left at the scene, and the long sword in his hand was thrown flying. He hugged his head and yelled directly, as if he had been seriously frightened.

"Go back and tell your suzerain that you have washed your neck and come out ready to die!" Zhao Xuanming said coldly.

The disciple quickly fled back to the sect.

At this time, people in the outer sect were panicked, and this disciple quickly reported to the sixth elder.

After the Sixth Elder Wang Wu heard the detailed description, he smashed the tea table with a slap and was furious on the spot.

"Okay, Zhao Xuanming, I didn't expect you to dare to come back. You really don't know what to do. Let me kill you, you little bastard today!"

After saying that, he went out directly, took dozens of disciples to the outside of the mountain gate, and was about to arrest Zhao Xuanming.

Many disciples still didn't know the situation. This Zhao Xuanming was obviously a disciple of Dao Yunzong. What kind of enmity did he have with Xuehezong? Although they were puzzled, they still didn't dare to ask.

Zhao Xuanming had already arrived outside the mountain gate, with a real martial arts sword in his hand, and wanted to break through the gate with one blow.

An incomparably powerful sword force fell, and at this time the gate suddenly opened, several disciples inside the gate were just hit by this sword force, flew out on the spot, and died unexpectedly.

"Little bastard, I didn't expect you to dare to come back. Let me teach you a good lesson today, and I will make you tortured to death!" Wang Wu's voice came from inside the gate.

At this time, Zhao Xuanming's eyes flashed red, remembering the hatred back then, he couldn't restrain his murderous aura, and wanted to kill all these people, leaving no one behind.

"Today, none of you will survive!"

Zhao Xuanming gritted his teeth and said these words, and then slowly raised the long sword in his hand, intending to display a powerful sword skill.

However, Wang Wu didn't care. Even though he had heard of Zhao Xuanming's fame, he had long wanted to kill the grass and roots, but because of his status as a disciple of the first-level Dao Yunzong, it was difficult for them to do so.

Now that they actually come to the door, it is naturally impossible to show mercy.

"Today I'm going to teach you a lesson and let you know that you are just as useless as your parents!"

While cursing, Wang Wu slowly drew out his long sword, with a playful look on his face.

But these words definitely angered Zhao Xuanming.

"die!"

Zhao Xuanming raised the sword and dropped it, which was the last move of the Jiugong swordsmanship. Jiujiu was performed in the same way, with one sword coming out, one divided into nine, and the nine sword moves also carried [-]% of the power.

The formidable power is superimposed on each other, and the power close to a hundred times has already made the surrounding earth tremble, and even the void is slightly distorted.

Seeing this menacing sword move, Wang Wu was stunned for a moment. He knew that he was underestimated. The cruel words he said just now enraged Zhao Xuanming, and now he directly used a powerful sword technique.

This trick really made him feel a strong sense of oppression, and he was about to lose.

The nine sword stances merged into one again in mid-air, recondensing into a sword that returned to nature, but its strength continued unabated.

Wang Wu swung the long sword continuously, swaying sword energy one after another, trying to stop this powerful sword.

But he still couldn't stop it after all.

After the sword broke through several bursts of sword energy, it still retained half of its power, and then stabbed fiercely on Wang Wu's chest.

A red light flickered on Wang Wu's chest, and he flew upside down.

Of course, his chest was not pierced, and he took out a burnt talisman from his pocket, which consumed his precious life-saving trump card.

If not, this sword will definitely pierce through the body, shatter the internal organs, and kill him with one blow.

Many disciples on the side were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Sure enough, the disciples of the Dao Yunzong are powerful, and they have witnessed it with their own eyes today. If they had faced this move head-on, they would have been bombarded without any scum left.

Wang Wu threw away the consumed talisman and slowly got up from the ground, his face was very ugly at this moment.

Just because he wasn't killed by a single move doesn't mean that his injuries are not serious. Although he didn't hurt his internal organs, he was still strongly impacted, and the circulation of his meridians was blocked. The situation is not optimistic.

"Quickly, deploy the Blood River Formation to trap him!"

Wang Wu quickly gave orders to the crowd, and set up the sect formation, no matter what, Zhao Xuanming must be trapped and killed in it.

The crowd gradually changed their formation, forming the shape of the arrangement of stars, and constantly changing and adjusting, like tadpoles meandering in the river.

After a few breaths of time, red halos gradually appeared in the sky. The blood river formation is to arouse the power of the blood river, making the surrounding bloodthirsty and slaughtering aura shocking, which can make people frightened, and the killing aura can also affect people. the human mind.

Now that Zhao Xuanming was in the river of blood, he felt that the circulation of his meridians was blocked, the air became thicker, and it became more difficult to move around.

This Blood River Formation is the unique secret technique of the Blood River Sect. Although it can't fight against a first-class sect like the Taiheng Sect, it is still easy to trap and kill a few monks.

At this time, Wang Wu had a smug smile on his face.

"You are really too young, and your experience in the world is too shallow. You don't even understand why a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. You deserve it!"

Wang Wu seemed to be venting his anger when he was just defeated, but he continued to sneer.

"You, like your parents, are a bunch of brainless people, and you will be killed by yourself sooner or later, you idiot, even if you are Ye Chen's apprentice, stupidity is an incurable disease, and there is no cure for you. Already!"