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Chapter 722: The Power of Weeping Blood

Yu Xuzi flew to the side of the scroll, stretched out his hand to pick up the scroll scattered on the ground and unfolded it. His face, which was originally happy, was filled with frost in an instant. In a hurry, Yu Xuzi threw the scroll back and shouted at Yao Jian angrily, "You woman, you think you are really cunning. What do I think you are? It turns out that it is just your mistress, hum! Looking for death!" As he spoke, Yu Xuzi made a claw with his right hand, attacking Yao Jian, who had been unable to resist. If this claw was grasped firmly, he would probably smash Yao Jian's head.

At the critical moment, a red light appeared in front of Yu Xuzi. Yu Xuzi could feel a threatening aura from the red light. Before the red light fell, Yu Xuzi pulled back and landed in front of everyone, looking at the uninvited guest with fire in his eyes. Just now, although Yu Xuzi did not see where the red light came from, the power contained in it was very powerful. Yu Xuzi was still scared. If he had not taken back his right hand in time just now, he would have been separated from his arm at this time.

The moment the red light dissipated, a figure fell down. Xuanyuan Xiang looked at Yu Xuzi indifferently, waved the crying blood in his hand, turned his body to Yaojian's side, flew with both hands, and tapped several large acupoints on Yaojian's body, and then barely stabilized Yaojian's injuries. "My poison, I'm late, you're okay."

When Yao saw that he raised his gaze, when he saw that the person coming was Xuanyuan Xiang, there was an unknown surprise in his eyes, "It's you? Why are you... why are you here? Haven't you left the Pure Land? "

"As a disciple of the Pure Land Valley, the Holy Church is in trouble, how dare you live in vain!" He helped Yao up and saw Xuanyuan Xiang glanced at the Qingcheng Sect and Huashan Sect behind him. This seemed to be just a casual word, but at this moment no one dared to object. Everyone witnessed the red light just now. Although it was suspected of a sneak attack, I believe no one dared to deny the power contained in it.

"Cough... Cough cough... Xuanyuan Xiang, go quickly! There are many people in them, and you are not the opponent." Although Xuanyuan Xiang had just saved himself, there were many people on the other side. If it really started a fight, I was afraid that Xuanyuan Xiang would be the opponent alone. Yao saw that she wanted to block a bloody path for Xuanyuan Xiang while she had her last breath.

"My Lord Poison, no need. When I came here today, Xuanyuan Xiang didn't think of leaving empty-handed. Today, either they died or I died!" In fact, there was still a sentence in Xuanyuan Xiang's heart that he had not said. When he was at the Divine Leg Sect, Yao saw them save him, so today, he would save himself and see Yao. It is time to repay this kindness.

"You... don't be tempted! Yu Xuzi is very skilled in martial arts, and you are afraid he is not his opponent." Who is Xuanyuan Xiang? He is the disciple Li Tian admires the most. Now Yao doesn't want him to get involved in the death situation. It's fine if he dies. If Xuanyuan Xiang is implicated, Yao will be unable to keep her eyes closed even if she dies. She struggled to stand up. Yao saw that she grabbed Xuanyuan Xiang's sleeve tightly and wanted to pull him behind him, but her injuries were too serious. After trying many times, she failed to pull Xuanyuan Xiang a point.

"Is it an opponent? Only after trying it will you know that if he can pass the blood in my hand, I, Xuanyuan Xiang, will be willing to lose!" As he spoke, Xuanyuan Xiang brushed away Yaojian's hand, shook the blood in his hand, and walked towards the front. Yao saw standing behind Xuanyuan Xiang, under the night, looking at Xuanyuan Xiang's back, Yao saw suddenly a feeling, an indescribable feeling, that feeling was as if Xuanyuan Xiang was very strange, the strange thing was no longer the Xuanyuan Xiang he knew before, and the man standing in front of him was like a god of war, an unstoppable god of war. Although there were only one person and one sword, even if there were thousands of troops in front of him, he could resist the illusion. Yaojian didn't know where this feeling came from, but Yao saw that this time it was surprisingly not stopping Xuanyuan Xiang, maybe... maybe he could really resist Yu Xuzi.

"Hmph! Xuanyuan Xiang! It's really a long time. When I was on Wudang Mountain last time, I didn't understand the ultimate move. This time, I have to learn it well!" Wu Fang, who was speaking, took action rashly just now. He thought he could subdue Yao easily, but he didn't expect that the Huashan Sect would lose face. This time, facing Xuanyuan Xiang, Wu Fang would have to get back this face. As he spoke, the long sword in Wu Fang's hand was unsheathed again, and the sword shadows were everywhere. Unfortunately, Wu Fang's abacus was still lost this time.

"Huashan Ghost Swordsman, it's a pity... it's too slow!" Xuanyuan Xiang looked at the sword shadow in the sky, but was unmoved. It was not until Wu Fang's figure was very close to him that Xuanyuan Xiang lazily picked up his tears and chopped his right foot heavily to the ground. His figure rose up along the way, turning a blind eye to the sword shadow in the sky, but he waved down in the direction where Wu Fang's figure was...

The Blood-Crying Sword condensed a huge sword shadow in the air as if it had any substance, and red lights dotted it on it. Before the sword shadow fell, Wu Fan felt a great force lingering above his head. This was the breath of death. In a moment, Wu Fang turned his body and barely avoided the place where the Blood-Crying Sword fell.

The moment Wu Fang landed, he supported the ground with one hand, and in front of him, a dazzling knife mark was very eye-catching, and he looked at Xuanyuan Xiang with anger. When he was in Wudang Mountain, Wu Fang had never fought with Xuanyuan Xiang, so he naturally didn't know much about Xuanyuan Xiang, but he instinctively thought that he was already the leader of the younger generation in the martial arts world. After all, when he was in Wudang Mountain that day, Xuanyuan Xiang also returned in vain, but he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Xiang's martial arts would be so high. The horror just now still lingered in Wu Fang's heart. At this time, Wu Fang felt more unwilling and angry.

Just as Wu Fang regrouped and wanted to go again, he was grabbed by Yu Xuzi behind him in time, and leaned low in Wu Fang's ear and whispered, "Don't be impulsive, in my opinion, the weapon in that kid's hand is a bit weird. Everyone can go together, maybe there will be a chance."

After hearing what Yu Xuzi said, Wu Fang was no longer impulsive, but his eyes fell again on the weeping blood in Xuanyuan Xiang's hand. A red light appeared faintly on it. It was indeed not an ordinary thing. For a moment, Wu Fang had a hint of greed, which was accused of Yu Xuzi's proposal. Wu Fang stood up, Yu Xuzi's eyes swept across, waved the dust, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, now the demon is close to you. It's time to eliminate the demons and protect the way and demonstrate the majesty of the righteous way of the martial arts world. Let's go together, the demon is alone, and it is not our opponent!"
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