(The comments say that Jin Yong has too many, and there is no new meaning. Originally, the next two copies were planned to be from the Birth Blood Sword and the Legend of the Condor Heroes. Since everyone doesn’t like it, then forget it. In addition, please give it up...)

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Winter, snow.

The sky and the earth are covered with white space, and the entire Dark Cloud Village is also shrouded in the floating catkins and flying snow.

Xia Yunmo stood at the head of the village, raised his head and took a sip of the strong wine, and his body became much warmer.

Although his internal strength is much deeper than that of ordinary acquired martial artists, he has not yet reached the point where he is invincible with cold and heat.

He spent most of his time practicing, but today he had the leisure to enjoy the snow and drink.

One path of martial arts is loose and one tight. If you only know how to practice, it will be of no interest.

Xia Yunmo was not an immortal in the sky. He had all the emotions and six desires. He had nothing to ask for except the word "exciting".

Wine, food, beauty, beautiful scenery..., wonderful, wonderful, and wonderful.

Looking at the snow all over the sky, Xia Yunmo's heart was filled with poetry. He was about to write two nonsense poems to express his feelings directly, but suddenly he saw a black figure flying over from afar.

So fast!

This figure carried the wind and snow, from far to near, and was as fast as thunder. Even if it was Xia Yunmo who used snow to find plum blossoms, it would be almost as good as running at full speed.

He is a master!

Xia Yunmo's eyes narrowed and his palm moved to the hilt of the blood knife.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

It's snowing and the weather is cold. Who would come to this bandit's nest when you're full?

call!

In a blink of an eye, this black figure had arrived in front of Wuyun Village.

"Hey, little boy, open the door for me."

But the figure was wearing a black robe, with a sharp cheek and a sharp mouth, and a pale face without any blood. At first glance, it looked like a bat that had become a sperm.

The bat spirit didn't notice anything strange, but felt that Wuyun Village was much colder today, and there was only one bandit guarding the village, and the rest of them were all lazy.

"Who are you? You dare to come to our Wuyun Village and want to die." Xia Yunmo poked his head and asked.

"Is your kid new here? I don't even know you. I'm a black bat Wei Qianshu, you are your boss' friend, please open the door for me."

The black bat Wei Qianshu was a little impatient. Suddenly, he frowned: "What's wrong, you kid is not from Wuyun Village, something happened here."

As he said this, Wei Qianshu opened his arm and rushed to the head of the village like a bat. Then he looked at Wuyun Village and was startled and shocked: "Good boy, good boy, you have more than 200 mouths in Wuyun Village. You have slaughtered them all. You really have yours."

Wei Qianshu's thoughts were erupted, and he quickly figured out many things.

However, in his words, there was no hatred for his friend to be killed, but instead there was a little regret.

Xia Yunmo raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not deny it, but said curiously: "How did you see it?"

Wei Qianshu smiled sinisterly and said, "I have recently practiced a martial arts and can vaguely sense other people's qi and blood. Your qi and blood flow like a river, which is much more powerful than Zhang Shanbao. It is impossible for him to be his subordinate."

"In this Wuyun Village, there is lifelessness and no vitality, and there is still blood in some places. If you didn't slaughter the village, what else could it be?"

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "I can't tell that you, the dead bat, are still a smart person. You are friends with Zhang Shanbao, and I think you have the same strength. I know that all the people in their village have been killed by me, but they don't run away. It's really loyal."

"If I were two months ago, I would have traveled as far as I could, as for now...

"Wei Ganshu stared at Xia Yunmo without a moment. His eyes were like two wet brushes dipped in oil. He brushed his body around, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips: "I care more about whether your blood is delicious!?"

"You want to drink my blood?"

"I originally wanted to drink Zhang Shanbao and the others' blood. My friends' blood should taste good, but unfortunately they are dead. However, you are a master of horizontal training, so the taste will not be too bad, and it can help me improve my skills more."

This guy seems to have just practiced a martial art of blood-sucking and improving his skills. This time he came to the door to attack his "friend", but he met Xia Yunmo.

"Hey, can you kill me? Don't chop off the bat heads later, that's a tragedy."

"You can kill, you can kill..."

Wei Ganshu murmured, his eyes instantly turned red as blood, his body turned, and moved across the sky, a bright light flashed in his palm, and an embroidery needle suddenly pierced out, breaking through the air, and the air "squeaked" sounded, and its power was like a powerful crossbow coming out of the box.

Although this embroidery needle was as light as a feather, it seemed to weigh more than a hundred kilograms and its moves were sharp and sharp.

Swish!

The blood knife was unsheathed, and a bright light of blood bloomed.

Xia Yunmo stepped forward, his arm flapped, and the air whirred, and he suddenly slashed out with a knife. Although his embroidery needle was strong, the Qikill Blood Sword was not just a mysterious and ethereal move.

when!

The embroidery needle collided with the blood knife, but a muffled sound came.

The next moment, Wei Ganshu's figure was completely deployed, surrounding Xia Yunmo, constantly stabbing the embroidery needles in his hand.

I heard the sound of the embroidery needle breaking through the air "hit" and it kept ringing, getting faster and louder, not like an embroidery needle, but more like a huge hammer waving.

Xia Yunmo pursed his lips tightly and burst his powerful body to the extreme. Every knife cut out was the power of breaking the mountain and cracking the stone. Even so, his palms were still numb.

This guy... is so powerful.

If we talk about it, Wei Ganshu was the first master to let him completely burst out with his body and energy.

Xia Yunmo was not sure about Wei Ganshu's true qi cultivation, but in terms of martial arts, even the four fallen flowers and flowing water combined cannot compare with each other.

"Good boy, no wonder he was able to kill the entire Wuyun Village. It was indeed a two-way move."

Wei Ganshu paused and suddenly stopped.

Xia Yunmo held the blood knife in his hand, but shook his head: "If you only have this little strength, I would be disappointed."

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed. I can only use the twelve soul-breaking needles for six ways." Wei Ganshu licked his lips, and his eyes showed redness: "On the contrary, I am becoming more and more interested in your blood. If I suck your blood, I will definitely be stronger."

The next moment, Wei Ganshu's body turned, and the black robe that looked like a flowing cloud also rolled up, and embroidered needles suddenly shot out from his palm.

These embroidery needles are wrapped around translucent threads and are almost invisible during rapid flights.

Xia Yunmo could only hear a loud squeak, and silver light flashed all over the sky. In an instant, many embroidery needles flew out of his robe.

"His grandma, you think you are Dongfang Bubai!"
Chapter completed!