Wuxia: I, Song Qingshu, started with a hundred layers of Jiuyang Gong

Chapter 017

The Blood Knife Door is divided into a palatial room.

Wan Liangpeng, the helmsman, put his arm around a woman and was facing her with his hands up and down.

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Wan Liangpeng frowned, and his eyes were about to get angry.

But I saw a disciple of the Blood Dao Sect hurriedly run in and shouted.

“Helm master, helm owner is not good! Someone forced my bloody knife door! ”

“He has already killed many of our disciples!”

Wan Liangpeng snorted coldly, and the momentum of the innate realm erupted slightly.

“Hmph! What am I panicking about? ”

“How many people are on the other side.”

The disciple’s legs were limp, and he replied tremblingly.

“Three, three people, two young men plus an old servant, it was one of the young men who shot.”

After hearing this, Wan Liangpeng sneered disdainfully and converged the momentum on his body.

“It’s the kind of young boy who has learned a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu again.”

“Just stepped into the rivers and lakes and want to do chivalry?”

“Find my blood knife on the door, I really don’t know the height of the sky!”

He patted the woman’s delicate face, and Wan Liangpeng had a smile on his face.

“Beauty, wait for me for a while, I’ll go pinch that little cub to death, and I’ll be back soon.”

With that, Wan Liangpeng put on his robe and walked towards the outside of the room.

…

Song Qingshu stood in the lobby, his long sword pointed obliquely, and blood continued to drip down.

Dead bodies all over the ground!

The remaining three Blood Dao Sect disciples stood in front of Song Qingwen.

The hand holding the knife was constantly shaking, his legs were trembling, and he couldn’t help but swallow his spit, and he retreated one after another.

“Boy, our helmsman is a congenital realm powerhouse, I advise you to quickly abolish your martial arts and admit your mistakes, and you can still keep the whole corpse!”

“Good, when our helmsman comes, you will be dead!”

Song Qingshu smiled contemptuously.

“What about the innate realm?”

“The people of your bloody knife gate are a bunch of garbage, I will kill as much as I come!”

With a shake of his right hand, the blood on the long sword in Song Qingshu’s hand condensed into a sword, which split into three strands and shot towards the three.

Poof!

A blood hole instantly appeared on the foreheads of the three and slowly fell.

Outside the lobby, a group of people hid in the grass to watch the battle.

“This young man’s sword technique is really powerful.”

“In just a quarter of an hour, the Blood Dao Gate has damaged dozens of people, which is appalling!”

“Hehe, this Blood Dao Gate is used to flaunting its might in Tongzhou City on weekdays, and this time it can be regarded as a big loss!”

“Don’t be too happy, that Blood Dao Gate Helm Master Wan Liangpeng is a Innate Realm powerhouse! Although this teenager is powerful, how can he be Wan Liangpeng’s opponent? ”

“It’s coming, Wan Liangpeng is coming!”

With a sound, the blood-robed Wan Liangpeng stepped into the lobby.

Seeing the corpses of the disciples of the Blood Dao Sect on the ground, his eyes were full of anger, and a cultivation in the early stage of the Innate Realm burst out.

“Where did the kid come from?”

“Dare to come to my Blood Dao Gate to spread wilderness?”

Song Qingshu sneered.

“I said, you people in the Blood Dao Gate are a bunch of trash!”

“Don’t say that Saye, what if you destroy your Blood Dao Gate?”

Wan Liangpeng smiled angrily.

“Arrogant!”

“Sharp-toothed brat.”

“I’ll cut off your limbs first, and then pull out your tongue and make you wail night and night!”

Then Wan Liangpeng directly pulled out the knife at his waist.

The shape of this knife is not quite the same as the knife of ordinary Blood Dao Sect disciples.

It is a soft Burmese knife.

The body of the knife held by Wan Liangpeng in his hand couldn’t help trembling, like a living snake.

The blade of the knife was all dark red, and the blood was faint, which was extremely terrifying.

It is said that this knife in Wan Liangpeng’s hand is an imitation of the Blood Dao Gate’s supreme treasure, the Blood Dao Ancestor’s saber Cold Moon Cold Blood Saber.

Except for the difference in sharpness and toughness, the appearance is almost identical.

After Wan Liangpeng pulled out his knife, he slashed directly towards Song Qingshu.

The crowd of people watching the battle exclaimed.

“It’s the Blood Sword Technique!”

“This Blood Dao Dao Method is the sect of the Blood Dao Sect, divided into two parts, internal strength and sword technique, all recorded in the Blood Dao Sutra!”

“The blood knife technique moves are extremely weird, and each move is a chop in a place where it is impossible.”

“Wan Liangpeng is an innate realm, and this sword technique is even more powerful from his hands!”

“I’m afraid this young man can’t block three moves!”

“Hehe, three moves? I bet he can’t stop a move! ”

……

Face the imposing Wan Liangpeng.

Song Qing does not change color in writing.

The blood knife method is indeed weird, and the angle of the knife is extremely tricky.

But Song Qingshu’s Tiyun Vertical had been upgraded to twenty floors.

The body technique has almost reached an incredible situation.

Wan Liangpeng in the lobby slashed wildly.

Song Qingshu’s whole person turned into a phantom and flickered left and right.