Chapter 30: Fighting strong against strong, capturing the evil monk

Author: Shanyang Xiaoqing

Chapter 30: Fighting strong against strong, capturing the evil monk

Monk Baoxiang frowned and quickly searched his memory to see if he had heard of similar strange situations.

Monk Baoxiang’s master, the ancestor of Daxueshan Blood Sword, has extremely high martial arts skills and knows a lot of strange secret techniques.

But there is no way he can do what Yan Ming does!

For a moment, Baoxiang hesitated.

Below, Zhao Guiyuan is still fighting with Jiang Long.

Zhao Guiyuan was truly remarkable. Even though he was injured, he was still able to block Jiang Long's advance.

After Yidianhong fell to the ground, he kept trying to break free from the dragon-binding rope, but to no avail, and even tightened it tighter and tighter.

Although there are many bandits, they are useless in front of Qi and Blood Realm warriors.

Baoxiang already had the idea of ​​​​escape.

Their Blood Knife Sect has never had any rules. They always do whatever comes to their mind. Even if they betray their teammates, there will be no moral burden.

Yan Ming seemed to have seen Baoxiang's thoughts. After getting rid of a little red, the true energy in his body surged, and the sword in his palm suddenly became powerful!

Buzz——

Along with a buzzing sound, the Blood Hell Sword Technique was unleashed with all its strength.

In the blink of an eye, countless knife shadows seemed to pour out, quickly heading towards Baoxiang.

When Yanming was besieged before, the space for him to perform was squeezed.

But now that he had injured Zhao Guiyuan, tied up Dian Hong, and now faced only Baoxiang, his whole body felt relaxed.

Whether it is sword skills or body skills, you can perform them with all your strength without any hindrance.

The whole person's momentum is rising.

"Good boy!"

Baoxiang saw that Yanming was approaching fiercely, so he put aside his doubts for the time being and did not show any weakness. The blood knife in his hand buzzed, and countless bloody arcs were drawn in an instant.

Baoxiang's Blood Knife is an imitation of the Blood Knife ancestor's Zhen Sect sword. Although it is not genuine, the materials are also rare.

Coupled with the weird sword skills of the Blood Knife Sect, the power is doubled.

The two swordsmen were instantly mixed together, fighting against each other, squeezing, and bursting!

Waves of strong wind carrying sword wind fragments spread in all directions.

It was accompanied by the incessant sound of clanking, clanging, clanging, and clashing of weapons.

The two of them fought from the air to the ground with almost an afterimage.

The bandits were unable to dodge and were only exposed to the lingering force of the sword wind. Dozens of knife wounds instantly appeared on their bodies and they fell to the ground screaming.

The two of them bounced into the air again, leaving dense traces of sharp blades scraping across the ground.

Even when Jiang Long and Loma were fighting, they were amazed when they saw it from the corner of their eyes.

They are also expert with knives.

But seeing these two people fighting against each other, both the exquisiteness of their sword skills and the fierceness of their momentum were top-notch.

It makes people want to stop and take a closer look.

"Good guy, is Xiao Ming so powerful?"

In the distance, on the edge of Qixia Town, there was a person squatting in the darkness. It was Bai Zhantang, watching and admiring.

He just came here following Yidianhong, but he never showed up.

Because Yan Ming had repeatedly told him before.

He said that if something happened, Bai Zhantang should not get involved, and he would not need his help, just guard the place.

His duty is to prevent danger from spreading to the residents of Qixia Town.

Bai Zhantang didn't know the inside story, and he didn't have the eyesight skills like Yan Ming, so he was still far away.

So in his eyes, so many people suddenly appeared and started fighting for no reason.

This battle was thrilling and the situation was changing rapidly. Bai Zhantang watched with fear.

Since withdrawing from the world, Bai Zhantang has not seen such a big scene for a long time.

Several times he saw that Yan Ming seemed to be in danger, and he already wanted to go over and help at all costs.

But Yan Ming could always turn danger around in an instant, leaving Bai Zhantang stunned for a moment.

Even with the rich experience of the dignified Thief Saint, he could not clearly see Yan Ming's path.

But this does not prevent Lao Bai from admiring him.

This was the first time for him to witness Yan Ming's full strength in actual combat, and the impact on his heart was self-evident.

Just as he was watching, Bai Zhantang suddenly changed his gaze.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, several bandits had begun to break away from the team and sneak away.

And the direction they came from was Qixia Town.

"It's my turn!"

Bai Zhantang put his two fingers together.

"Sunflower acupuncture hand!"

As the sound came, the bandits froze on the spot.

But this is the beginning. Seeing that the situation is not right, more and more bandits are fleeing.

At the beginning, the little boss at the back picked up a knife and chopped down several of them.

But soon they couldn't stop them.

Correspondingly, the frontal impact of the bandits weakened, and the pressure on the convoy guards was greatly reduced.

Baoxiang was fighting with Yanming, and he was getting more and more anxious.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground in the distance, which was very obvious in the dark night.

"Quick, there!"

Bao Xiang and Yan Ming looked back at the same time and found that another group of people appeared in the darkness, no less than a hundred people!

Baoxiang was shocked, but Yanming had already recognized it.

It was Tie Shou who arrived with people.

Tie Shou was far away when he heard the sound of fierce fighting on the edge of Qixia Town. Knowing that something had happened, he hurriedly ordered the elite troops from the Beijing camp he had brought to rush in.

"Grandma, where did all these bastards come from!"

Baoxiang cursed angrily, and the sword force he was fighting against Yan Ming suddenly disappeared, and his body began to retreat rapidly.

"Grandpa Monk doesn't want to play anymore. I'll come back to eat you another day!"

Saying that, Baoxiang was about to run away.

After the fight, he already knew that both he and Yan Ming were going all out and there would be no winner in a short period of time.

But if you want to leave unilaterally, the other party can't stop you.

At the moment when Baoxiang stood up and wanted to leave, Yan Ming seemed to have been prepared.

Flying forward to entangle.

Baoxiang didn't even think about it, and slashed his blood sword across the back, trying to dismantle Yan Ming's sword moves.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not dodge or block, but directly hit his bloody knife!

"what's the situation?"

Baoxiang's mind flashed back to the way Yanming was immune to several attacks before, and he hesitated slightly.

I don't know whether I should seize the opportunity and stab him to death, or continue to evacuate.

But in the moment of hesitation, he didn't notice that Yan Ming's left hand on his waist suddenly flashed with cold light.

It seemed like a bolt of lightning flashed across his pupils.

The speed is too fast, much faster than Baoxiang's movement.

What's more, Yan Ming risked his life and bumped into him. The distance between the two was extremely close, and there was no time for anyone to react.

Before Baoxiang could react, a series of pains hit him.

"ah!"

Baoxiang screamed, and his entire chest and abdomen turned into a bloody mess.
To be continued...