Ming sect leader

Chapter 157
Chapter 157
"The Two Immortals of Happyness!"

"Left and right Messenger of Light!"

"Yang Xiao and Fan Yao are here!"

"This is too bad, the hall master will definitely not be able to beat—"

Hearing the panicked discussions of the disciples of the Xuedao Hall below, the corners of the Xuedao Patriarch's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly: "Damn it, I beat you before, but if you can't beat me, you still use your nonsense!"

The faces of He Taichong and his wife next to him were even paler, their hands on the wooden wall were blue, and they didn't know whether they were cold or frightened. The other altar masters in the nearby Blood Knife Hall also had trembling legs. The mind of this handsome middle-aged man is completely blank!
The Blood Knife Patriarch didn't need to look back to know what his subordinates looked like at this time, because he couldn't help feeling nervous in his heart!
The envoys of light on the left and right are the highest positions in the Ming Cult after the leader, and the same is true for martial arts!The ancestor of Xuedao knew very well that even if he fought alone, he would not be an opponent, let alone the two of them joined forces, that would be the place where death would be buried!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help tightening his hand holding the ancestral blood knife of the Blood Knife Sect, and then looked at Yang Xiao outside, Fan Yao and the two said: "You are the envoys of light left and right who are the head of the Ming Cult, and leave the Guangming Summit together to deal with it. Lao Tzu, are you mentally ill? Lao Tzu’s Blood Knife Hall is still a subordinate of the Ming Cult, and even as long as you provide the elixir and cheats, it’s not impossible for Lao Tzu to help you. Why do you have to make trouble with Lao Tzu?”

With his hands behind his back, Yang Xiao said with a bit of Emperor Lingtian's domineering air: "Old Blood Saber, just because of your disrespect to us Xiaoyao, today you will be doomed!"

Hearing this, the Blood Knife Patriarch yelled: "Let your mother go, even if you kill all the disciples of the Blood Knife Hall today, the congregants of the Hongshui Banner will not feel better! Moreover, after the news of the Ming Cult's infighting spread all over the world, more people in the Western Regions Your prestige will be greatly reduced, and there will be more people who resist you. Are you fucking brains full of shit? Why do you have to make things difficult for me? You think that the current Mingjiao is still overbearing and majestic when Emperor Lingtian was there. A little disobedient? Wake up!"

Seeing the Blood Knife Patriarch acting like I'm doing good for you, you are madly giving speeches with sick brains, Fan Yao's golden mask glowed coldly under the snow light, he slowly pulled out his sword with one hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of evil. With a satisfied smile, he said slowly: "By the order of the leader! Below the ancestor of the blood knife, there will be no disciples of the blood knife hall!"

"kill!"

Following Fan Yao's explosive shout, he tapped his toes, and instantly jumped into the air. With a wave of his long sword, under the shadow of the sword all over the sky, the ancestor of the blood knife on the wooden wall was completely covered in it!

The ancestor of the blood knife saw that his "hard-hearted" speech was useless, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, a bit of the madness of a trapped beast, roared, and the slender blood knife volleyed across the air, bringing An afterimage formed and attacked Fan Yao from a strange angle!

Yang Xiao did not join hands with Fan Yao to attack as the blood knife ancestor was worried about, but flew to stand on the wooden wall, staring at the blood knife ancestor to prevent him from escaping. The blood knife gate used to be near Tianshan Mountain. Well, finding a person who is very familiar with the nearby terrain on the vast snowy Tianshan Mountains is really almost as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack!
However, Yang Xiao was not idle either. While staring at the Blood Knife Patriarch, he stretched out his right index finger from time to time, pointing at each of the innate peak masters of the Blood Knife Hall with the ingenious, nimble, and elusive Shang Yang sword, comparing how Taichong and his wife, and Several altar masters!
But without the support of these masters, the disciples of the Blood Knife Hall couldn't even rush out of the gate of the camp, because there were ten huge water faucets wide open outside the door, which continuously sprayed highly poisonous water at the disciples of the Blood Knife Hall. Corrosive Potion!

Before Yang Xiao and Fan Yao stood there and let the Blood Knife Patriarch talk nonsense, it was not because they really wanted to hear their last words, but because these water dragons were too big, and because the location of the Blood Knife Hall was dangerous, they couldn't be pulled by oxen and horses at all. It needs a few people to carry it forward, but this thing is very dangerous. If it is broken by people from the Blood Knife Hall on the way up, or it is broken by hidden weapons, crossbow arrows, etc., not only will it not be hurt. People from the Blood Knife Hall will actually hurt Hong Hongqi's own congregants!

So, at that time, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao just used themselves as bait to attract the attention of everyone in the Blood Knife Hall, so that these water dragons could be sent back to the mountain safely!

After all, the pottery spray tubes in the hands of ordinary disciples have limited potions, and in order to minimize casualties, the envoy of the Hongshui Banner came up with the idea of ​​using water dragons to directly block the gate of the Blood Knife Hall, and then used potions to wipe out the opponent on the ground. The way in the snow mountain!

Of course, the premise of this method is to block the masters of the Blood Knife Hall, and now, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao have perfectly done this!
The blood knife technique is fierce and fierce, weird and tricky. As an earth-level skill, his power is not bad, especially when combined with the sophistication of the ancestor of the blood knife and the sharpness of the blood knife, it is by no means comparable to ordinary masters!
But it's a pity that his opponent is Fan Yao, who is both good and evil, with profound knowledge and amazing swordsmanship!
In Fan Yao's opinion, the weirdness and ruthlessness of the blood knife technique is nothing more than a good one. There are not a few evil techniques he has seen that are more weird and fierce than the blood knife technique, so the only point that the ancestor of the blood knife can win Hope is extinguished!

In the fight between the two, the ancestor of the blood knife quickly discovered this point. In the past, the sword technique that could make the opponent scramble and even fall into danger was not dangerous in front of Fan Yao. On the contrary, it was Fan Yao's sword technique. The way of the righteous way is upright, and then it is used by the evil way, which is weird and ruthless, and the ancestor of the blood knife almost fell into the way several times!

However, after only a few dozen moves in such a fight, the ancestor of the Blood Knife had already fallen into a disadvantage. He himself knew that if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly die, so he swung the Blood Knife repeatedly, and forced Fan Yao back half a step with three consecutive killing moves, and then turned around. Then he ran up the mountain, where there was the escape snow cave he had prepared long ago!

However, just as he leaped up, Yang Xiao's piercing finger swished towards him, and he immediately swung his saber to block it!

With a bang, the blood knife trembled slightly, and the ancestor of the blood knife shook. Just as he was about to continue running for his life, Fan Yao stabbed him with a sword again, and said with a sneer, "If you want to leave, leave your head behind!"

The ancestor of the blood knife gritted his teeth, and the blood knife stepped back, but he didn't stop, and continued to rush forward!
when!
The Blood Knife Patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood, but the Blood Knife used the force from Fan Yao's sword to make him run up the mountain faster!

Seeing this, Fan Yao snorted coldly, flew up, shouted loudly, the sword light of the long sword rose sharply, and turned into a bright white light with a bang, falling towards the ancestor of the blood knife!

The Blood Knife Patriarch felt the sword light falling from above his head, gritted his teeth and roared, turned over and swung his knife, a bloody sword light collided with the bright white sword light!

boom!
The huge explosion shattered many nearby snow and buildings. After the cold wind blew, the snowflakes were wrapped in dust and dispersed. The bloodstains were obvious, and a blood hole between the eyebrows on the forehead was gradually solidified by the cold wind, and the stiff body was like a collapsed ice cube, falling onto the snow with a bang!
Fan Yao on the opposite side slowly withdrew her right thumb, nodded inwardly and said, "This Shaoshang sword is used for sneak attack, but the effect is not bad!" However, if other warriors in the world know Fan Yao's thoughts, they will probably be in their hearts Let's scold him for being violent!

(End of this chapter)