Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 60 Blood Sword Ancestor

"Hey, Mrs. Wang, stay safe and sound!"

The ancestor of Xuedao has white beard and eyebrows, and his face is resolute. Under the wide monk robe, the muscles cast from fine steel are wrapped around the skeleton like the roots of an old tree.

After suppressing for many years, he finally got his wish today. The face of the ancestor of Xuedao showed a sense of relief, and there was also a faint tangle of ferocious ferocity.

"In the past, I was chased and killed by your men all the way, and almost died in Huangquan. Did you ever think that one day you would fall into my hands!"

"Huh! It's just a bereaved dog who can't see the sun. Why, enough of surviving, do you want to come to the Central Plains to die?"

Although Li Qingluo had anticipated what would happen next, she was still stubborn and refused to bow her head.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, but I like it! I don't know what it feels like to scream with your mouth, I'm looking forward to it!"

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled sadly, the shining blood knife had already stuck to Li Qingluo's snow-like skin.The tip of the knife slid across, and a smear of blood emerged.

Li Qingluo's phoenix eyes were wide open, and she spit at the other party, but the ancestor of the blood knife went crazy, and he caught it without dodging or avoiding it, and he was still muttering.

"Fragrant! Really fragrant!"

As he spoke, he licked the skin of his mouth, as if he knew the taste.

Li Qingluo's heart almost collapsed, is she going to be ravaged by such a piece of trash today?Looking at the hateful face of the blood knife ancestor, a sense of determination gradually rose in her heart...

"Don't try to kill yourself by biting your tongue! You won't have that chance." The ancestor of the blood knife had already guarded against this move, and he stretched out his hand to grab Li Qingluo's fragrant tongue, "I advise you not to waste your efforts in vain. If you dare to seek death, I will strip your body and throw it to Dali, and play with it in front of Duan Zhengchun."

"Hmm!" Li Qingluo was out of breath, suffering from her tongue being pulled, she could only make a faltering sound.She didn't want Duan Zhengchun to see her in a mess, and she didn't want to give Dao Baifeng a reason to laugh.

At this time, the grinning face of the Blood Knife Patriarch slowly approached, and Li Qingluo was a little confused, desperately kicking the Blood Knife Patriarch with both legs, protecting the key parts with both hands.

……

When Han Ling watched videos in his previous life, whenever he encountered this kind of plot, the most annoying thing was the guy who suddenly appeared to save the beauty.

MD, can you come out later?

However, he didn't expect that he had to become the person he hated the most today.

A sword pierced out without a sound.

Evil Resisting Sword Art·Meteor Chasing the Moon.

But the ancestor of Xuedao has been hunted down countless times in his life. In order to survive, he even holds the knife to maintain vigilance when he sleeps.At this moment, although he is about to taste his long-cherished wish, he still pays attention to the surrounding situation.

Just now, the Blood Knife Patriarch suddenly felt abnormal fluctuations in the air, the memory stored in the muscles directly skipped the brain, and the body naturally flashed to the side.

But the danger is like a tarsal maggot, sticking behind him all the time.

choke!
The blood knife let out a groan!
Layers of knife shadows guarded behind the blood knife ancestor.

when!
The two forces collided!

Han Ling and the ancestor of Xuedao felt a shock in their hands at the same time, and they both backed away at the same time.The long sword in Han Ling's hand was broken in two.

Wang Yi?

Li Qingluo's mood was complicated, she didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.Although this person was polite all the way, he was also harboring evil intentions, wanting to obtain her secret book of magic skills of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, falling into the hands of this person is better than falling into the hands of the blood knife ancestor.

"It's you!" The ancestor of the blood knife became vigilant like a cat with fur.The scene of Han Ling hanging and beating Murong Fu just now like a god coming down to earth is vivid in his memory, seeing the other party suddenly appear at this moment, the back of the blood knife ancestor is about to break out in cold sweat.

calm!calm!The opponent's invincible state just now must be extremely restrictive, otherwise why didn't he use it to deal with Murong Fu from the beginning?

At the peak of the Seventh Realm, his cultivation base is much higher than his own. It may be difficult to win in a head-to-head battle, let alone with a hostage.However, the other party seemed to want to be very afraid of him. It should be that when he released Dugu Sword Intent just now, the other party should have been lurking nearby.

Han Ling quickly glanced at Patriarch Xuedao, and had a plan in mind.

"Old Patriarch Blood Knife, this is my prisoner. You stole it without saying a word. It's a bit unreasonable." Han Ling cut to the chase, with an air of questioning guilt, and his tone was extremely rude.

"Young man, this woman has a grudge against me, please hand her over to me, and I will repay you in the future." The blood knife patriarch lowered his posture and said.

Han Ling suddenly realized that he was Li Qingluo's enemy!No wonder there are some young and beautiful widows who don't want to be caught, but have to catch a widow whose daughter is old enough to leave the court.

However, although Li Qingluo is middle-aged, she has been well maintained. She must have been a famous beauty when she was young.Probably the ancestor of the blood knife wanted to kiss Fangze when he was young, but he was cut off, and he was always unwilling. Now he seized the opportunity and wanted to fulfill his obsession.

"What do you want to do with her?" Han Ling asked.

The ancestor of the blood knife laughed: "This young man, the old monk has only one hobby in his life. I fell in love with this woman 20 years ago, but I never had a chance to do it, and was hunted down by her concubine again.

I waited for nearly 20 years and finally got my chance, and today I will never give up no matter what. "

Although he smiled freely, his eyes were always wary of Han Ling.He had revealed his determination just now.Next, it only depends on how the other party responds, and only hopes that the other party can put forward conditions, as long as they are not too much, he is willing to agree.

"So that's the case." A clear smile appeared on Han Ling's face, "It turns out that the master is also a fellow!"

Li Qingluo was shocked, why did this kid suddenly look like a different person, could it be that he was hiding such sinister intentions behind the secret book?

The ancestor of the blood knife felt relieved: "Oh, so the young hero also likes this way?"

At this time, Han Ling raised his face and said, "However, Master, you are very mean. I have been working hard for a while, and you actually want to get ahead?"

"It's okay. Anyway, I've been waiting for so many years. I can let you go first." The blood knife ancestor smiled.

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Han Ling said with a smile, "But I'm not used to having people by my side when doing business, why don't you wait outside the house first?"

The ancestor of Xuedao immediately became vigilant, but he didn't want to turn against Han Ling at this time, so he had to say patiently: "Young hero don't worry about it, you will get used to some things once you do some things, maybe you will fall in love with this kind of stimulation."

I love you big headed ghost!
"Being shallow below, some things are really unacceptable." Han Ling smiled, but his attitude was very tough.

The ancestor of Xuedao weighed in his heart for a long time, and finally agreed: "Okay, the old monk will wait outside the house first. But you must hurry up, young man?"

Han Ling raised his eyebrows: "I'm right, how can I get up soon?"

The ancestor of the blood knife said with a sneer: "That is, that is." After saying that, he withdrew and closed the door.

Li Qingluo almost collapsed when she heard the conversation between the two.Is this Wang Yi really that kind of person?
At this time, Wang Yi had already walked towards her, and that smile made her heart sink to the bottom.

(End of this chapter)