The master of the righteous alliance who followed the demon Xiaohu was shocked when he saw that the demon Xiaohu's dragging sword had actually failed. He saw that the demon Xiaohu shouted to retreat, how dare he stay there for a long time?

Accompanied by Tian Yinke's arrogant and unrestrained laughter, the group of Zhengdao League fled in panic.

On the contrary, the people from Juyi League were stunned, with no joy of victory at all, and their faces were not good-looking, and they all looked at Tian Yinke, covered in blood.

His blood was his own.

Wanluo looked at Tian Yinke and tears fell down.

Among the people, only one of them walked towards Tianyinke and said in a chivalrous voice: "You won't go crazy, are you?"

Seeing that the people from the Zhengdao League had disappeared from their sight, Tian Yinke smiled and spit out a mouthful of blood. This was just the beginning, and then rushed from his body, kneeling on the ground and spitting out black blood.

The little Taoist boy was startled and took a few steps back. He looked at the black blood on the ground and said in surprise: "Blood stasis? He was injured so seriously in his body. How could he laugh for so long?"

Maybe the demon Xiaohu didn't see it clearly, but Tian Yinke knew it clearly.

The counterattack that never missed was broken, but it failed.

He was originally going to chop down the demon Xiaohu's neck, but... his sword dragging technique was so powerful that he showed his sharpness in an instant. The sharpness alone actually cut off his entire right arm, causing the inner strength of the Tianscan, which was transmitted to his right arm to be cut off, and the Qi blade disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, although there was no internal force, his moves were still there.

His right hand, which was cut off, still slashed at the demon tiger with the move of counter-slashing, but it deviated, but it did not waste one of his hands. After all, it was worth it to exchange an arm for a life.

However, the power of this sword-torn sword is really amazing. After the sharp edge cut off his right arm, it directly hits the meridians and internal organs of his body, and finally the sharp edge goes straight to his heart.

Fortunately, the internal strength of the Tiancan has already protected his entire heart meridian. When the sharp edge of the sword attacked his heart meridian, it was already at the end of his strength, and it had already been consumed by the internal strength of the Tiancancan in the meridians. If the sharp edge hit the heart meridian at the beginning, then I would probably have died long ago.

Seeing Tian Yinke trembling all over, as if in pain, Xiaodao couldn't bear it: "Does this big brother want me to help you heal? Or seal your acupoints first?" His purpose was to relieve Tian Yinke's pain.

Wanluo, Yu'er and others surrounded him, but no one dared to touch him.

"Don't...don't..." Tian Yinke said with some difficulty, and gasped in the air conditioner.

Yu'er hurriedly said to the little Taoist boy: "Cao Zhuo said don't touch him."

When Yu'er said what she wanted to say, Tian Yinke breathed a sigh of relief. Niang's sword dragging technique, now he just said something, his heart beats, and his whole body hurts heartbroken.

The little Taoist looked at Yu'er and looked at Tian Yinke again. Seeing that Tian Yinke had a relaxed attitude, he turned to Yu'er and asked curiously: "Sister, how do you know what he wants to say?"

"Guess."

In fact, it was her own intuition.

"Wow, isn't that sister just like her master, good fortune telling?" The little Taoist looked at Yu'er with admiration.

"Who is your master?" Yu'er followed the clues and clarified the little Taoist boy, asking him about his origin.

The little Taoist boy said proudly: "My master is the Xuan Jianzi, one of the two swords of Longhu Mountain. My master is my master's third disciple. You don't need to know his name, because he is even more powerful than his master and became a god early on. And I am the disciple of one of the two swords of Longhu Mountain, Qing Jing."

Longhu Mountain? Isn’t that the old Taoist Changming?

As soon as he heard about Longhu Mountain, Tian Yinke immediately remembered the old Taoist Changming in the capital. The old Taoist priest was killed by him. Later, when Wang Cheng and the others talked about the origin of Longhu Mountain, even Tian Yinke was a little scared, fearing that if Longhu Mountain gets angry that day, it will be deadly.

Because the seven qi of Longhu Mountain are ranked together, the levels are completely different. The old Taoist Changming is the weakest among the seven qi. How weak is it? For example, they hold a bottle of one liter of water or more, while the old Taoist Changming is at most a bottle of more than ten milliliters of water.

Not to mention that there is a sect, two swords, four dusts and five elements above the seven qi.

However, now that I have fled the capital, I have never seen any shadow of Longhu Mountain. At that time, I heard the news that the Wang family wanted to use the death of the old Taoist Changming to lead the masters of Longhu Mountain to come out and cause trouble for themselves, but... there has been no movement.

I don't know if I will come to trouble myself now.

Yu'er was a little surprised at first, then pretended to be cautious and angry: "Oh, you little Taoist boy, you dare to come out to cheat at such a young age? Don't think I don't know. Now there are so many people who are lying to the world under the banner of Longhu Mountain."

When he heard Yu'er say he was lying, the little Taoist boy became anxious: "Who said I was lying? I didn't lie."

"Then what can you prove your identity?" Yu'er continued.

The little Taoist boy scratched his forehead and looked a little embarrassed.

Yu'er smiled and said, "Can't you take it out? You dare to lie if you are a little big, what if you are big?"

"What I said is true." The little Taoist Tong Qingjing was anxious. He looked at his Taoist robe and wanted to say it, but he didn't say anything, as if he knew that his Taoist robe was not convincing.

Finally, he said to Yu'er as if he had made up a lot of determination: "The sword I carried can prove that I am an authentic Longhu Mountain disciple."

A hint of joy flashed through Yu'er's eyes.

Although Tian Yinke kept kneeling and leaning over and vomiting blood, he could hear clearly and knew what Yu'er was doing.

Wanluo also knelt beside Tian Yinke, looking at him with a distressed look.

The little Taoist Tong Qingjing took off the long object with a very tight bag on his back. He held his hands tightly for fear that he would accidentally take it off. He handed it to Yu'er and said loudly: "This sword can prove that it is my authentic Longhu Mountain disciple."

"Haha, you are really conscious, boy, my knife can prove that I am the leader of the Tiandao." One of the seven swords of Juyi took out one and stretched it straight towards the Taoist boy and said with a smile.

Another person next to him smiled and said, "No, you should find a piece of cloth to look like it, haha..."

The little Taoist boy smiled and said, "That's right, no one knows what's inside when they are wrapped, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it when you open it." Although he said this verbally, the little Taoist boy had already started to remove the layer of cloth wrapped on the sword.

Just when everyone was staring at the sword attentively, the cloth outside had been taken off by the Taoist boy, but... it still disappointed everyone.

It actually wrapped in a layer of black cloth with gossip pictures and texts.

Just when everyone wanted to say something, the little Taoist boy spoke first and said, "This layer cannot be picked off. The six senior brothers just turned into different people because they took off the Bagua Fengyuan. They all became ugly. In the end, they were all killed by me. I don't want to kill you."

At first, everyone thought the Taoist boy was going to say something, but they didn't want to hear this, so he killed his senior brother?

"I didn't lie to you. Master told me that if someone was greedy for the sword on the road, no matter who it was, he would kill him. If it weren't for killing six senior brothers in one breath and losing a lot of internal energy, how could such a person just now catch up with me?"

Yu'er's face was a little unnatural and said, "Are you joking?"

The little Taoist boy didn't care and said to himself: "This sword master told me that it is one of the seven ancient swords. Once the sword is unsheathed, it is not this one, but this sword will capture people's minds and nature. As long as the will is not firm, it will be manipulated by him and become a sword slave. The master saw that the old sword master announced the search for the seven ancient swords some time ago, so he asked us to send the sword to Shaolin."

A sharp look flashed across Yu'er's eyes. It turned out to be the seven ancient swords. Is it a blessing to lose his horse? I will lose Peter and the effect is the same.

"Ahem." Tian Yinke coughed twice suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.
Chapter completed!