Sword Stirs the World

Hiding in the dark, Xiong Jing can't see any more. The combination of man and sword falls from the sky and pours on Nanming Xiaoyao and the white haired old blood clan.

"Protect the virtuous teacher!" Without waiting for the false maid behind him to make a sound, the strong men of the blood clan all around have burst out to meet Xiong Jingbian.

Dang! Dangdang! Dangdangdang!

In mid air came a series of sounds of gold and iron. It was the sound of Xiong Jingbian's Sabre striking with the weapons of several powerful members of the blood clan.

In a flash, Xiong Jingbian's sword was in full swing. With the power of lightning, he cut 18 knives in a row. Each knife was made with all his strength, which made every strong member of the blood clan present have the illusion that he was the one who was welcomed by the other party.

All over the sky, the shadow of the sword suddenly gathered, changed the complexity into simplicity, condensed into a knife, and divided the white haired old blood clan from head to foot.

Bang! There was a big fog of blood in front of me.

"Go Bear Jing side not love war, withdraw step to turn around, a grasp of Nanming small demon's slender waist, to the back of the woods.

His tactical thinking is very clear, that is, to stir up the biggest movement in the front of the base. Nothing attracts more hatred than killing the other party's important figures and then escaping successfully.

At this time, south bright just got up, just witnessed all this.

His brain was buzzing. He didn't expect that the man who looked warm and watery at ordinary times was so brave and fierce in the battle.

See teammates retreat, south bright also did not hesitate to get up and run, as long as can attract the enemy to chase, then even if the task is completed more than half, the rest will depend on Shen commander.

"Damn it! Damn it all In mid air came the angry howl of the old man with white hair.

Although he was cut in half by a knife, he was only seriously injured, but not fatal. Because the regeneration ability of the blood clan is really too strong, especially the strong aristocrats of the blood clan. As long as they atomize their bodies, no matter how serious the injuries are, they can also be converted into blood gas consumption, which is not easy to be killed.

As soon as the blood mist in midair was released, it was collected and transformed into human form again.

Just seeing that the old man's speed of healing from fog is so fast, we can see that the other side's title is only higher than Xiong Jingbian's, at least it is also the cultivation of a glorious marquis.

If not caught off guard, most of the white haired old man's attention is on Nanming Xiaoyao, who calls himself Tianji master. How could he be so schemed.

Eight strong blood like a whirlwind rushed to xiongjingbian and Nanming Xiaoyao, two people to eight people, a flee a chase, directly into the rear of the forest.

At this time, the false maid suddenly seemed to wake up, suddenly turned back and fixed her eyes on the altar in the base.

The altar was empty. Kaimingjie, who had just been nailed to the altar stone, disappeared.

"It's a trick! Stop chasing! The sacrifice is gone Exclaimed the false maid in surprise.

All the blood clan strongmen's steps suddenly stopped and turned to the altar behind them.

As expected, the altar was empty, and all the strong members of the blood clan were surprised.

No way! I was there just now! In the blink of an eye, can't the sacrifice grow feet?

"Black cliff guard, continue to pursue and take the three men!" The white haired old man made a quick decision and cheered in a deep voice.

The eight strong men of the blood clan instantly recovered their mind, resolutely chased into the woods and bit Xiong Jingbian's three tails.

The old man with white hair, the false maid, and other blood groups in the base ran to the altar, carefully looking for traces. They wanted to find out the clues of the missing sacrifice.

Above the altar, the purple flame across the void, flash away.

The old blood clan with white hair narrowed their eyes, recited words in their mouth, suddenly stretched out their fingers and made several circles in the void.

All the people around were silent and did not dare to disturb the old man's casting.

"Come out! Don't hide! I know you're still here! " The old man suddenly yelled.

The false maid and others were surprised. There was no one on the altar. Why did the old virtuous master say that the enemy and sacrifice were still there?

At this time, kaimingjie only felt that there had never been a moment like this in his life. If it had not been for the secret elder who had closed his body perception, he would have cried out a long time ago.

Those enemies are clearly in front of us, but they just can't see themselves as if they are blind. Kaimingjie felt miraculous and worshipped the elder who came to the rescue.

"Your invisibility is really magical, even the breath of the sacrifice is hidden! But you can cheat others, but you can't cheat me! I'll see how long you can last! " The old virtuous teacher was furious and roared.

"Ah! Ah There was a continuous scream in the woods.

This familiar voice, hear the blood clan in the base are surprised, is the voice of the eight black cliff guards!

Ambush in the woods? This is the first thought in everyone's mind.

In the woods, Xiong Jingbian's sword fell from his hand, in the form of "night fighting eight Tibetan Swords". The sword was shining, and he knocked eight strong members of the blood clan to the ground.

This scene made Nanming brothers directly stare round their eyes, and they couldn't believe it.

You know, among the eight consanguineous guards, there are three earls, and the other five are all viscount. Xiong Jingbian is just a junior Earl who has just been promoted. With one to eight, he actually cut his opponent like chopping melons and vegetables, which is too exaggerated!

What's more, Nanming Xiaoyao is also very keen to notice a detail, that is, these blood guards all scream first, and then they are stabbed. Can they all know that they are going to be stabbed?

All this, in the eyes of the two brothers, revealed incomparably strange.

Xiong Jing side lightning knife, toward them a wave of hand, way: "still Leng do what? Go

The two brothers wake up and run with Xiong Jing.

The eight blood guards fell to the ground in the middle of the knife. The wounds were constantly wriggling and gradually healed, but their faces were in fear and their bodies could not move.

However, Shen Jianxin, who caused all this, returned the body of spirit and began to solve the problem at the other end.

In fact, it's very simple to put it bluntly. When Xiong Jingbian and Nanming brothers retreat into the woods, Shen Jianxin, in a state of invisibility, boldly breaks away from his body and controls the eight blood guards who rush into the woods with the body of spirit. Only then can Xiong Jingbian get up with his knife and kill all sides.

With Shen Jianxin's powerful spirit, it is more than enough to control several blood clan earls.

He succeeded in making the eight guards see the deepest fear in their hearts

Things, of course, frighten them.

This is the tactic Shen Jianxin had discussed with Xiong Jingbian before. Otherwise, how could he send Nanming brothers to die. With Shen Jianxin's strong control of spirit and Xiong Jingbian's excellent Sabre technique, he can naturally retreat.

The reason why they didn't tell the two brothers in advance was that they wanted to see whether they were really confused or fake. After all, the friends they made on the way had to be defensive.

But now it seems that the two brothers are really confused. Otherwise, how could they come up with such a trick to lure the enemy? If Shen Jianxin hadn't secretly coordinated, they would not even know how to die.

However, the most troublesome thing now is not Xiong Jingbian, who has escaped, but Shen Jianxin himself.

In fact, he and kaimingjie didn't have time to escape too far. Instead, they connected their blood and gas by stealth magic power, creating a magical effect of stealth together.

Kaimingjie hid in the side of the altar, curled up, motionless.

But I didn't expect that the old man with white hair was proficient in some kind of magic, and could count that they didn't leave, which only made the plan half successful.

"They're in the base!" The old man with white hair said in a sharp voice.

"My friend, you must be an expert in Duke Suluo's mansion when you rescue so hard. It's not easy for you to cultivate your unique skills. It's a pity to die here. As long as you hand over kaimingjie, I'll let you run for your life. " The old virtuous teacher raised his voice.

The numerous blood clan masters in the base are all in the spirit of twelve points. They are extremely vigilant and scan all around. They never let go of any movement.

As long as there is any disturbance, they will do their best to leave the mysterious enemy behind.

Because kaimingjie's sacrifice is too important for them to lose.