In the night, two figures were shuttled through extremely fast, but they were not slower than the speed of vehicles. The wind was whistling in my ears, and they jumped up and down the street from time to time, like ghosts.

Lin Yang in front of him was secretly shocked. The evil monk of the Blood Sword Sect was extremely skilled in martial arts. He was afraid that his strength was far above him and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

He had already used the Lingbo flying step. Logically speaking, an ordinary master had been thrown away, but the evil monk always followed him like a shadow and was difficult to deal with. He might be in trouble.

Xue Er, who was chasing behind, was also puzzled. Through the fight just now, we could see that the opponent's kung fu was definitely not as good as his. There was no doubt about it. However, the boy escaped so fast, like a cheetah, why couldn't he catch up?

The blood evil is only thirty years old, and he can assassinate the master of the Blood Sword and become the leader of the Blood Sword Sect. He is naturally cunning and possess extraordinary skills.

As the disciple of the Blood-Residual Ancestor, in fact, he was the other party's illegitimate son, but he had been coveting the position of the sect leader for a long time and wanted to kill me and obtain the Blood Sword Sutra.

The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect are undoubtedly beasts. Two years ago, Blood Evil finally succeeded and became the youngest sect leader in history.

This guy has obtained the Blood Sword Sutra and has practiced to a certain level. He is at the peak of the Marquis' high-level level and is about to break through. If he can successfully advance, he will become the youngest Martial Emperor and become famous all over the world.

A killing intent flashed in Xueye's eyes, and I thought to myself, "Baoshi, I don't believe how long you can maintain this speed." I will be exhausted later. The leader of this sect must slash you with one knife, turning you into a lonely ghost."

Originally, the bloody evil star was at the limelight in the martial arts club. Even though hundreds of heroes gathered in the hotel, no one could suppress him. The beauty in his arms was about to leave safely.

The key is that Zhang Minzhi is so beautiful, her skin is fair and delicate, and she can break it, like a princess. Her blood and evil have already made up her mind and can only be fully satisfied if she is five times a night.

However, such a boy came out of nowhere, completely disrupted his plan and even issued a strange feather hidden weapon, causing his back to penetrate.

This hidden weapon is so evil. After being pierced, the feathers spread out, as if there were many sharp thorns, and the pain was so unbearable.

Thanks to the fact that the blood and evil practices have become the left-hand knife, which is not inferior to the right-hand knife. Otherwise, if you don’t think you will suffer severe damage from Zhang Baomo, you will be killed.

What surprised Xue Er even more was that the guy in front had a lot of energy and actually fled to the suburbs like a silence. Then he stopped running, stopped on the weeds and turned to face him.

Since you can't get rid of the pursuit, then take it head-on!

Moreover, Lin Yang had already injured the opponent with a hidden weapon before, which greatly weakened the evil monk's attack power and felt that he could fight.

Since that's the case, Lin Yang deliberately angered the guy and said arrogantly: "Bald donkey, don't think that this young master is afraid of you. He just finds a remote place and beats you up, so that you can become disabled."

Xue Er was furious, his teeth clattered, and he screamed, "Damn little boy, I'll tear you into pieces."

Just as the monk rushed over, Lin Yang raised his left hand and the bracelet on his wrist suddenly flew out, activated the mechanism, and turned into a circle with a diameter of one foot in the air. The outer edge was as sharp as a knife, which was the Qimen weapon and the Xuantian Phoenix Circle.

When I was in the small building of Yinhu Lake, Lin Yang was practicing the Xuanyin scripture while practicing this special weapon, which made many marks appear on the walls of the practice room, and finally he was able to be handy and receive freely.

Now that I have encountered a master like Xue Er, holding a treasure knife, how dare Lin Yang fight against him with bare hands? He threw the phoenix circle out and quickly rotated in the air, taking an arc.

The wasteland is full of weeds half a man tall, and there is no light around it, and it is dim!

I found that the boy threw out a circle, but his head was very bad. He turned to another place. He didn't care about it and continued to wave his knife to chop it at the other party, trying to cut it in half.

Suddenly, the strong wind came from behind, making Xue Er feel something was wrong. He secretly shouted in his heart that he didn't care about launching another attack and dodged quickly.

"laugh!"

Xuantian Phoenix Circle cut through the bloody sleeves, and also cut the flesh of his left arm to the depths of his bones, screaming in pain.

"oops!"

The Phoenix Circle hit a blow, turned back and fell into Lin Yang's hand, with a beam inside, just in it.

"Bald donkey, go to die!"

Lin Yang scolded loudly, jumping up like a dragon going out to sea, waving the Xuantian Phoenix Circle, and the black sharpness that swung out in an arc roar and roared away, launching a fierce counterattack.

It was the first time that the blood evil suffered such a great loss. The right hand was pierced by the phoenix feather and the left arm was cut by the Xuantian phoenix circle. The pain was unbearable, and the hatred in his heart could be imagined.

If he didn't kill this kid, how could he give up?

He endured the severe pain from the wound, and Xueye stepped forward without being outdone, swung the blood knife to fight fiercely with him, as fierce as a vulture.

The two sharp blades of magic weapons flew up and down, colliding from time to time, making sounds and sparks splash!

As an evil weapon that scares martial arts people, the Blood Knife is made of special material and is as sharp as mud. If it were replaced with other weapons, it would have been cut off long ago.

However, the black circle is extremely hard, after all, it is a rare weapon, and you are not afraid of blood knife slashing.

The two sides fought hard, and the blood-devil skills were deeper, the sword technique was exquisite, and he had a great chance of winning. However, the injury was not light, and the lethality was greatly reduced. In addition, over time, the wound continued to bleed, which made his face paler.

If you continue to fight, you may lose too much blood. If you are not careful, you will be in danger of your life.

Thinking of this, Xue Er decided to endure it for the time being, and gritted his teeth and cursed, "Baby, wait for the Buddha, and settle the score with you another day." Then he turned around quickly and ran away like a flash.

Lin Yang did not chase after him. After all, he was struggling just now. He was only promoted to the Gao Duan of Wuhou. It was far worse than the blood evil. It was a blessing to be able to protect himself from being injured.

If the blood evil was not injured by Phoenix Wing, Lin Yang took advantage of Qimen's weapons and came unexpectedly. He would never be able to beat the other party, but he was afraid he had already died here. His clothes were soaked in sweat. When the cold wind blew, he felt cold. Lin Yang was still scared. He had his own strength. He thought he was very strong. However, there were many famous descendants in the martial arts world who had accepted his father or elders since childhood.

He taught himself, and his talent is excellent, he already has a higher level than him.

For example, Ximen Xiaoye, Ye Jisheng, and Zhang Baomo whom he saw today are all very powerful, as well as Murong Xuan who disappeared recently, and the blood evil just now, are even more amazing.

Unfortunately, Lin Yang did not have his father's teachings, and many of them were instructed to practice martial arts, most of whom were under his father's subordinates, so there was a big gap compared with those children of aristocratic families. He had to keep working hard and practice harder. Fortunately, he had taken many rare elixirs, had earth-shaking changes in his physique, and obtained the Xuanyin scriptures and the secrets left by the owner of the Yinhu Xiaozhu. As long as he could understand them thoroughly, his skills would be greatly improved and he would not be able to live in the long run.
Chapter completed!