Xia Yunmo's right hand supported his forehead, his cheeks were slightly pale, and he said lightly: "Tiger, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect that I wanted to die now."

The scar man nicknamed "Tiger Ghost" chuckled and said, "I am not a smart person, I just know that you are injured now, which is a great opportunity. If I miss it, I will only be able to drive you in this life and have no freedom anymore."

Xia Yunmo sighed slightly and said, "I once said that in a maximum of one or two months, I will lift the yin and yang shackles on you, letting you go, etc., why don't you believe it?"

The tiger ghost snorted coldly and sneered at it.

He didn't think that a ruthless person like Xia Yunmo would act like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

What's more, with them as their masters, most of the things in the world can be easily accomplished. Would he easily let go of such a powerful force?

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said, "Maybe you don't know that you are too weak to me. You just want to be my dog, but you are not qualified."

Immediately, Xia Yunmo said lightly again: "Where are the other three ghosts? Do you have the same opinion?"

The so-called other "three ghosts" are the other three masters who carry and chase sedan chairs.

These four people are collectively called the "Four Ghosts of Huangshan". They are four brothers. Their martial arts are top-notch in this world. In addition, they are obedient and smart, so Xia Yunmo left them by his side.

The other three ghosts just sneered and didn't say much, but their attitudes were almost the same.

Xia Yunmo raised her up, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said to the others: "I think you have all heard the conversation between me and the tiger ghost. If I leave now, I can wait for my life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."

After all, these people have been their own dogs for a while and are very obedient. Xia Yunmo is willing to give them a chance to survive.

Unfortunately, no one cherishes it.

Instead of leaving, these people lowered the flag and surrounded Xia Yunmo at the same time.

They followed Xia Yunmo for a while and naturally knew that the man's martial arts was so high. If he was seriously injured, it would be almost impossible to ascend to the sky.

I am afraid that if I miss this opportunity today, I will not have it again.

The Divine Radiation Sutra, Liancheng Jue, Yin-Yang Binding, Seven Killing Blood Killing Sword... There are so many secrets on this person.

As long as they do this trip, they will become prosperous and will never have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

They are all smart people, and it can be seen that Xia Yunmo was indeed injured.

Cough, pale face, and a weak breath...

Moreover, with this person's personality, if he dares to attack him, he will either kill and establish his authority or take him as a slave, and he will have no other choice. But today he has obviously defeated the "Nan Siqi" and has withdrawn from the maple leaf forest like this.

If he is not injured, go and cheat!

"kill!"

"Capture him, divide the secret book, and get magical skills."

"Damn Xia Yunmo, how dare I ask me to carry the flag for you. I must take your life."

The sound of shouting and killing sounded, and there was a "clang clang", the sword light and sword shadows intertwined, and the murderous intent was filled with murderous intent. Everyone's face showed a ferocious expression like a mad demon, making people feel cold.

Xia Yunmo slowly stood up from the sedan chair, raised her hair and scattered like a waterfall. Her right palm rubbed the handle of the knife of the Autumn Sword. Her whole aura climbed to the top again, giving people a feeling of being like a god or a demon.

"I'm indeed injured."

With a "swish", the slashing knife was unsheathed, and the blood-red sword light reflected in the four fields. Everyone's heart was filled with a bad premonition.

"But, you are still very weak!"

The Seven Killing Blood Killing Sword is not stained with blood or returned to the sheath.

The sword light flew into the sky, and drops of blood scattered along the blade body. The dim sky light reflected the sword light and burst into a dazzling red sieve.

...

Xia Yunmo folded his arm and put away the knife and returned it to the sheath.

The corpses on the ground were lying horizontally, and the smell of blood was intertwined, making people feel like vomiting when they smelled it.

The time was not long, at most it took only a cup of tea, and the battle came to an end.

Fast, weird, powerful explosive power.

These are the three characteristics of the Seven Killing Blood Sword. For martial arts people who have much weaker martial arts skills than themselves, it can almost be said to be a unilateral massacre.

"Ahem."

Xia Yunmo's face turned from rosy to pale again, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"The shot from Hua Tiedan shouldn't be taken by force, I'm careless."

After murmured in such a low voice, Xia Yunmo performed his light skills and soon disappeared here.

Soon, a bald head suddenly emerged from a big tree.

This is a monk wearing a yellow robe. He is extremely old, with a sharp head and a sharp ear. He follows the ancestor of the Blood Knife.

The Blood Sword Ancestor walked forward and carefully checked everyone's death. His face suddenly showed joy: "What a powerful sword technique, and every knife is cut to death. Hehehe, it seems that my good grandson is indeed injured."

According to rumors, Xia Yunmo is good at slashing people's heads and often chops off his opponent's heads with one knife. After each battle, you can see several headless corpses.

But this time, all of them were throat cut, and no one died of death by beheading.

Finally, the Blood Knife Ancestor touched his chin again, and recalled what Xia Yunmo said before, and gradually came to a conclusion.

"Although this kid took Hua Tiegan's shot, he was injured and was suppressing it. This action has caused the injury, and he is probably even weaker now. Even if he used his light skills to leave, his steps were very frivolous."

Thinking of this, the Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes became brighter, and he laughed strangely and said, "Good grandson, I'm here to find you."

Immediately afterwards, the ancestor of Blood Sword also used his light skills and rushed towards the direction Xia Yunmo Xiaqian left. Along the way, he saw some blood stains and couldn't help but be more sure of his thoughts.

Soon, the Blood Sword Ancestor discovered Xia Yunmo again.

At this time, Xia Yunmo was hiding behind a large stone, sitting cross-legged, pursing his breath to heal his wounds, his face flashed and dark, and there was a trace of red blood on the corner of his mouth.

The Blood Sword Ancestor did not directly attack the sneak attack. He was waiting, waiting for a critical moment, and subdued the opponent with one blow.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

The ancestor of Blood Sword grew up with the bitter and cold land in the northwest, and finally achieved such a great reputation today.

He was very patient. When he was twelve years old, he hid in the snow and ice for a day and night, motionless, and finally raided a famous master who thought he was from the Western Regions martial arts world.

However, compared with Xia Yunmo, the most famous master of the evil sect, today, it is simply a difference.

Suddenly, the Blood Sword Ancestor's eyes lit up. He realized that this was the time when Xia Yunmo's energy was turning around, and it was also the time when he should take action.

Swish!

With a blink of an eye, the blood knife was pulled out, and a sword aura rushed out, attacking Xia Yunmo, but it was silent, without any sound.
Chapter completed!