Chapter 2828 Dark Dragon Group: Blood Slaughter
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Qian Li Mu Chen
Chapter 2828 Dark Dragon Group: Blood Slaughter
After finishing speaking, the warrior who blocked Ling Xiao's way alone just now added another sentence: "We eradicate the rebellion and eliminate the danger for the Demon Dragon Cult, and you are the biggest curse. If you don't die, the canon will not tolerate it!"
"Canon? Hehe, a group of scumbags who have to cover their faces in broad daylight and dare not even reveal their true colors dare to talk to me about canon?
Didn't the canon teach you the consequences of besieging the leader's heir? "
Amidst the laughter, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a terrifying killing intent was released from his body.
"You really are a monster! Knowing our identities, you dare to do it! Still want to kill us?
Well, since you want to die, you must remember my name after you die——Yang Huo! "
"Can't remember, and there's no need to remember, because you will die soon!"
Before the words fell, Ling Xiao's sword had already pierced out.
This sword is too fast and too sharp.
Yang Huo couldn't avoid it.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword approached his throat, thinking about the tragic scene after his throat was pierced.
"Ding!"
At the very moment, a knife stood in front of him, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.
"Blood massacre!"
Yang Huo excitedly looked at the person standing in front of him, and let out a breath of foul air.
Fortunately, if Xuetu hadn't shot him, he would have died.
A late-stage cultivation base in the Twelve Hells?
Ling Xiao frowned as he looked at the man in a blood-colored robe with more than a dozen scars criss-crossing his face.
This guy looks like he is in his 40s. If he is really a member of the Demon Dragon Cult, he should definitely be someone who is unknown.
It seems that it should have been hidden by Yun Zhongfeng for a long time.
"I heard that there is a source of disaster in the sect, and the strength is not bad. Seeing it today, it really is!
But no matter how strong you are, you will die today! "
Xuetu looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the blood-red saber in his hand released an astonishing killing aura.
He was originally the most secretive existence of the Demon Dragon Sect. Yun Zhongfeng once said that he would not be awakened unless he completely broke his face with Chen Buyi.
But now, he was awakened.
It was not for Chen Buyi, but for a young man, a young man who was called the source of the disaster.
Today, they came here with no other purpose, the only thing to do was to kill Ling Xiao.
"The source of the disaster? Hehe, that old dog Yun Zhongfeng really puts a high hat on people's heads."
Ling Xiao sneered and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be members of the Dark Dragon Group, right?"
The Dark Dragon Group is a force secretly created by Yun Zhongfeng.
In name, they are warriors of the Dragon Cult who carry out assassination and undercover missions.
In fact, it was just a murder tool that he secretly supported, and it was set up to be able to eradicate dissidents.
In recent years, many people loyal to Chen Buyi in the Demon Dragon Sect have been assassinated one after another, and it was this group of people who did it.
The Dark Dragon Group has never been made public, but it really exists.
This is what Xiao Muyu told Chen Buyi.
Chen Buyi told Ling Xiao again.
"Hehe, now that we know our identities, let's stop talking nonsense. Now, I'll send you on your way!"
Xuetu sneered, and the murderous aura on his body became more intense.
"Have you all come from the Dark Dragon Group?"
Ling Xiao asked suddenly.
"Except for the team leader, everyone is here, isn't your face big enough?"
Xuetu didn't know why Ling Xiao asked this, but he answered anyway.
"Very well, let's use the knife."
Ling Xiao instantly entered the transformation state of Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon Wuhun, and then took out the Blood Thunder King Sword.
Behind him, the Sword Martial Soul began to shine with a sharp luster.
There are many people on the other side, and there are many masters.
Ling Xiao never dared to be careless.
"Have you accepted your fate?"
Xuetu smiled coldly, then waved his hand and said, "Don't do anything, he belongs to me!"
As the words fell, a terrifying knife intent began to spread and bloom in the air!
A sharp, domineering, and bloodthirsty aura lingered and gushed out over the bloody knife in his hand.
The knife seemed to have merged with him and became a part of his body, making him stronger and more terrifying.
"Very strong, stronger than Yun Lan, but still not something to worry about!"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and then relaxed.
Xue Tu's hard power may not be stronger than Yun Lan, but he has a stronger killing intent and more experience.
This kind of person is actually very difficult to deal with.
In Jianghu, there are actually many martial artists with comparable cultivation bases, and the difference between the ones they usually encounter is not too big.
At this time, the key to deciding the outcome is experience and fighting spirit.
Let Xue Tu fight Yun Lan, Yun Lan will definitely not be able to survive ten moves.
This is the real battle, which cannot be compared with ordinary sparring.
Ling Xiao looked at the apprentice indifferently, the blood thunder king sword in his hand was shining brightly, and a sword intent condensed on the sword body.
Bitter chill blooms in the space.
It's like the biting cold wind in the icy world, and even more like the murderous aura from the Nether Wolf in the Nine Netherworld.
very scary!
Frightening!
Show your sharpness and make no secrets!
And it was so natural, as if the Blood Thunder King Sword originally belonged to Ling Xiao and was inseparable from Ling Xiao.
At this time, Ling Xiao seemed to be no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that could make everything around him lose its luster.
Suddenly, the sky began to rain.
Rainy day, murderous day!
The rain was actually expelled by the sword intent and sword intent of the two, forming a blank area between the two of them.
It was as if even the rain was afraid of their killing intent.
Xue Tu was slightly taken aback, as if surprised by Ling Xiao's killing intent.
It was unexpected that he was no weaker than him.
But at this time, he didn't want someone to help, he couldn't afford to lose that person.
In any case, he is also one of the four deputy leaders of the Dark Dragon Group.
He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and the blood knife swayed slightly with his arm.
At the same time, Ling Xiao had stopped moving.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he pointed at Xuetu from a distance, with an indifferent smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"I'll ask you one last time, to submit to the leader, or to go to the dark with that old dog Yun Zhongfeng?"
His voice was very loud and bright, and I believe both Xue Tu and the people around him could hear him clearly.
They didn't answer, however.
Only Xuetu sneered and said, "Boy, I know you can talk easily, but battles are not won by talking."
"It seems that you have chosen the most stupid path."
Ling Xiao's voice sounded slowly.
On the sword, energy circulated crazily, and blood thunders roared and roared on the sword.
It seems that it may jump out at any time.
"It looks scary, but I don't know what its real strength is!
I haven't used this knife much, but after using it a hundred times, a hundred people died!
And I only kill people who are worthy of my shot.
Among these people, your cultivation can only be regarded as middle-lower! "
Xue Tu said indifferently but proudly.
"I hope your knife is really stronger than your mouth."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and looked at Xuetu contemptuously, as if mocking his ignorance.
(End of this chapter)
After finishing speaking, the warrior who blocked Ling Xiao's way alone just now added another sentence: "We eradicate the rebellion and eliminate the danger for the Demon Dragon Cult, and you are the biggest curse. If you don't die, the canon will not tolerate it!"
"Canon? Hehe, a group of scumbags who have to cover their faces in broad daylight and dare not even reveal their true colors dare to talk to me about canon?
Didn't the canon teach you the consequences of besieging the leader's heir? "
Amidst the laughter, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a terrifying killing intent was released from his body.
"You really are a monster! Knowing our identities, you dare to do it! Still want to kill us?
Well, since you want to die, you must remember my name after you die——Yang Huo! "
"Can't remember, and there's no need to remember, because you will die soon!"
Before the words fell, Ling Xiao's sword had already pierced out.
This sword is too fast and too sharp.
Yang Huo couldn't avoid it.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword approached his throat, thinking about the tragic scene after his throat was pierced.
"Ding!"
At the very moment, a knife stood in front of him, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.
"Blood massacre!"
Yang Huo excitedly looked at the person standing in front of him, and let out a breath of foul air.
Fortunately, if Xuetu hadn't shot him, he would have died.
A late-stage cultivation base in the Twelve Hells?
Ling Xiao frowned as he looked at the man in a blood-colored robe with more than a dozen scars criss-crossing his face.
This guy looks like he is in his 40s. If he is really a member of the Demon Dragon Cult, he should definitely be someone who is unknown.
It seems that it should have been hidden by Yun Zhongfeng for a long time.
"I heard that there is a source of disaster in the sect, and the strength is not bad. Seeing it today, it really is!
But no matter how strong you are, you will die today! "
Xuetu looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the blood-red saber in his hand released an astonishing killing aura.
He was originally the most secretive existence of the Demon Dragon Sect. Yun Zhongfeng once said that he would not be awakened unless he completely broke his face with Chen Buyi.
But now, he was awakened.
It was not for Chen Buyi, but for a young man, a young man who was called the source of the disaster.
Today, they came here with no other purpose, the only thing to do was to kill Ling Xiao.
"The source of the disaster? Hehe, that old dog Yun Zhongfeng really puts a high hat on people's heads."
Ling Xiao sneered and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be members of the Dark Dragon Group, right?"
The Dark Dragon Group is a force secretly created by Yun Zhongfeng.
In name, they are warriors of the Dragon Cult who carry out assassination and undercover missions.
In fact, it was just a murder tool that he secretly supported, and it was set up to be able to eradicate dissidents.
In recent years, many people loyal to Chen Buyi in the Demon Dragon Sect have been assassinated one after another, and it was this group of people who did it.
The Dark Dragon Group has never been made public, but it really exists.
This is what Xiao Muyu told Chen Buyi.
Chen Buyi told Ling Xiao again.
"Hehe, now that we know our identities, let's stop talking nonsense. Now, I'll send you on your way!"
Xuetu sneered, and the murderous aura on his body became more intense.
"Have you all come from the Dark Dragon Group?"
Ling Xiao asked suddenly.
"Except for the team leader, everyone is here, isn't your face big enough?"
Xuetu didn't know why Ling Xiao asked this, but he answered anyway.
"Very well, let's use the knife."
Ling Xiao instantly entered the transformation state of Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon Wuhun, and then took out the Blood Thunder King Sword.
Behind him, the Sword Martial Soul began to shine with a sharp luster.
There are many people on the other side, and there are many masters.
Ling Xiao never dared to be careless.
"Have you accepted your fate?"
Xuetu smiled coldly, then waved his hand and said, "Don't do anything, he belongs to me!"
As the words fell, a terrifying knife intent began to spread and bloom in the air!
A sharp, domineering, and bloodthirsty aura lingered and gushed out over the bloody knife in his hand.
The knife seemed to have merged with him and became a part of his body, making him stronger and more terrifying.
"Very strong, stronger than Yun Lan, but still not something to worry about!"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and then relaxed.
Xue Tu's hard power may not be stronger than Yun Lan, but he has a stronger killing intent and more experience.
This kind of person is actually very difficult to deal with.
In Jianghu, there are actually many martial artists with comparable cultivation bases, and the difference between the ones they usually encounter is not too big.
At this time, the key to deciding the outcome is experience and fighting spirit.
Let Xue Tu fight Yun Lan, Yun Lan will definitely not be able to survive ten moves.
This is the real battle, which cannot be compared with ordinary sparring.
Ling Xiao looked at the apprentice indifferently, the blood thunder king sword in his hand was shining brightly, and a sword intent condensed on the sword body.
Bitter chill blooms in the space.
It's like the biting cold wind in the icy world, and even more like the murderous aura from the Nether Wolf in the Nine Netherworld.
very scary!
Frightening!
Show your sharpness and make no secrets!
And it was so natural, as if the Blood Thunder King Sword originally belonged to Ling Xiao and was inseparable from Ling Xiao.
At this time, Ling Xiao seemed to be no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that could make everything around him lose its luster.
Suddenly, the sky began to rain.
Rainy day, murderous day!
The rain was actually expelled by the sword intent and sword intent of the two, forming a blank area between the two of them.
It was as if even the rain was afraid of their killing intent.
Xue Tu was slightly taken aback, as if surprised by Ling Xiao's killing intent.
It was unexpected that he was no weaker than him.
But at this time, he didn't want someone to help, he couldn't afford to lose that person.
In any case, he is also one of the four deputy leaders of the Dark Dragon Group.
He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and the blood knife swayed slightly with his arm.
At the same time, Ling Xiao had stopped moving.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he pointed at Xuetu from a distance, with an indifferent smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"I'll ask you one last time, to submit to the leader, or to go to the dark with that old dog Yun Zhongfeng?"
His voice was very loud and bright, and I believe both Xue Tu and the people around him could hear him clearly.
They didn't answer, however.
Only Xuetu sneered and said, "Boy, I know you can talk easily, but battles are not won by talking."
"It seems that you have chosen the most stupid path."
Ling Xiao's voice sounded slowly.
On the sword, energy circulated crazily, and blood thunders roared and roared on the sword.
It seems that it may jump out at any time.
"It looks scary, but I don't know what its real strength is!
I haven't used this knife much, but after using it a hundred times, a hundred people died!
And I only kill people who are worthy of my shot.
Among these people, your cultivation can only be regarded as middle-lower! "
Xue Tu said indifferently but proudly.
"I hope your knife is really stronger than your mouth."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and looked at Xuetu contemptuously, as if mocking his ignorance.
(End of this chapter)
