The Peerless Demon of Martial Arts

Weeping Blood Sword

"It's too late." Li Tianxing replied, "I've already fallen for Qi Mie's trick. Although I have internal strength, I can't use it. Even if Master Zhang is willing to teach it to me, I can't learn it."

"Could it be... are you waiting here to die?"

Li Tianxing also had a hard time saying: "You think I want this? It's all because I miss Youming and Haoyue too much, so I didn't listen to you. Although the two of them are resurrected now, they are just a shell. I feel very tired, I don't have any strength at all, otherwise, I really want to fight against Qi Mie. Qi Mie is very smart, he doesn't do things that are not sure, maybe his martial arts has surpassed me, but he doesn't want to make troubles, so he let You Ming and Qi Mie Haoyue came to deal with me."

Ding dong!System prompt: The host has been poisoned by the mysterious poison. Several tasks need to be completed to resolve it. The first task is triggered... Go to the Four Seas Escort Bureau to pick up a high-level bodyguard.

Damn, I finally have a task to detoxify.

Li Tianxing was helpless: "I have lost all my internal strength, I have received darts, but I don't have martial arts, how can I protect the darts?"

System prompt: The host's Black Feather Sword does not require internal strength. This sword has been upgraded and can already act according to the owner's thoughts.The most recent trip of high-level darts was sent out in three days. After that, countless martial arts people in Yunnan will go to snatch the darts.

Then there is no delay.

Li Tianxing said: "Xingran, rest for two days, and then we will leave for Dali."

"Dali?" Of course Xingran didn't know what he meant: "You still want to travel in your current body? You should just stay here and rest. If you have anything to do, I'll take care of it for you."

Li Tianxing shook his head: "I have to do this by myself, so I will let the puppet and the purple-winged bat stay at Heimuya, and we will go with Lao Cai. When we get there, you will naturally know what I am going to do. This matter is very important to me. Detoxification helps a lot."

On the other side, under the waterfall of Qingshi Mountain, a young man is dancing with a sword. The sword in his hand is called Lingyan, which is an ancestor of three generations. Compared with the Huolin Sword, this sword is very ordinary. But there are still many people in the martial arts who want to get it.

Batian walked in quietly, holding the Weeping Blood Sword beside him.

The boy was very upset when others peeped at him practicing sword: "Who are you?! How did you come to my Qingshi Mountain?"

Batian said as if teasing a child: "Your swordsmanship, practiced for another 100 years, will not be able to control this Ling Yan, why don't you sell it to me."

The young man snorted coldly: "Old man, seeing how old you are, how can you say such insignificant words. This sword is a family heirloom, and it is not for sale. I, Qingshi Mountain, do not welcome outsiders. You should go."

In the woods, two people jumped out to make fun of each other:

"Hahaha!! Second brother, your legs and feet are not as fast as mine, and your lightness kung fu has regressed a lot."

"Hmph! That's why I just got a woman, so I'm exhausted. If you're after the wine and meat, you're definitely not my opponent."

"Second brother, it seems that someone came up first and came to get the sword."

The boy raised his sword: "Are the three of you together?"

Ba Tian said: "Don't get me wrong, this old man has always been a loner, and will never be with idiots. These two idiots must also come to grab your sword."

Among the two, the second elder brother also held a sword in his hand: "Old man, who are you? If you dare to say such a big thing, you still curse!"

The corner of Batian's mouth curled up: "If you know my name, you will all die. It's better not to know. I'm here to get this Ling Yan sword. I advise you, don't snatch it from me."

"Ah bah! What are you, you deserve to talk to my brother like that. Third, kill him first, and then take the sword!"

To kill these two people, Batian didn't need to draw a sword, and the electric waves in his palm trembled: "Three points of chaotic energy!!"

The water in the stream below him immediately boiled, blooming in all directions!The water flow formed the shape of a dragon and passed through the two of them!Ba Tian didn't even blink his eyes.

"You..." The corner of this guy's mouth was bleeding: "You are Batian..."

"It's good to know, go with peace of mind."

The two fell down, and the blood flowed down the stream, gradually being diluted.

The young man didn't ask about Jianghu affairs, but he also knew Batian's famous name: "You...you are the former leader of the Tianxia League, Batian?! Aren't you already dead? Why are you alive again!"

"Give me your sword."

The young man didn't dare to be negligent, and threw out Ling Yanjian directly: "My sword is given to you, so you don't want to kill me?"

Ba Tian shook his head: "I just said that people who know my name will not survive. If you want to blame, you can only blame these two idiots."

Since then, Batian's Weeping Blood Sword has absorbed another extraordinary weapon.

The next stop is the three weapons of Sanjue Village, knives, spears, and swords. The main sword is the Chiyue Sword, the second spear is the Overlord Spear, and the last sword is the Lengying Sword.The three weapons were handed down from the three ancestors of Sanjuezhuang. Today's Sanjuezhuang, the descendants are incompetent and cannot control these three weapons at all, so the name in the world is dying day by day, and it is not worth the reputation of any small gang. title.

Batian strode to the gate of the villa, looked at the name of Sanjuezhuang, and smiled: "Tell you three villa owners to come out, and say that I want to take away your three weapons."

"Who are you? You..." The man at the gate didn't finish his second line, and there was a bloodstain on his neck.

Batian sighed deeply: "I am very dissatisfied with talking too much."

He walked into the hall alone, surrounded by a group of young people.The two proprietors happened to be at home, one surnamed Liu and the other Sima.

For many years, these two people have not participated in the battles in the rivers and lakes. They just make a living by helping people's bodyguards.

"Hand over the three unique skills, and I will walk around you and not die."

Master Sima's eyes dazzled: "Senior, no matter who you are, the Sanjue is something passed down by the ancestors, and it must not be handed over to others. Please forgive us for not agreeing to your request."

Ba Tian was quite disappointed when the big villa owner was away: "You guys have retired a long time ago, I don't want to kill people, but no one can stop what I want."

The three weapons, like the identities of the ancestors, are enshrined in the center of the hall.

As soon as Batian stretched out his hand, the Chiyue Dao flew over. Batian held it in his hand and played with it: "It's a good sword, but it's a pity that it won't have its name in the future."

Master Sima yelled, "Give me back the Chiyue Saber!"

Batian's hidden three-point qigong shot out, passed through the chest of Zhuang Zhuang Sima, shocked the table behind, and shattered the town.

"Junior brother! Junior brother!" Zhuang Liu went to Xiangtai to take down the Overlord Spear, waved two moves, and pointed at Batian: "You killed my junior brother, I will fight with you!!"

Batian sent out another wave of qigong, pushing Sima Zhuangzhu's viscera burst, and the Bawang gun fell into his hands.The Weeping Blood Sword is fused with three kinds of magical weapons, and the cold light of the sword body is more and more revealed.

Among the three masters, Wu Xingyi, the master of the village, is especially the best in martial arts. His sword skills are pure and his internal strength is not bad.As soon as he came back from escorting the darts outside, he heard that the second and third children were killed, and the Chiyue knife was also taken away.In the city, Wu Xingyi looked around for Batian jealously.Batian got something and ate leisurely in the restaurant.

Wu Xingyi led his people to arrive. He had seen Batian before, and he was a little scared at the martial arts conference: "You...you are Batian?! You are not dead?!"

(End of this chapter)