Chapter 442 Calling the Formation in Front of the Door

"Ancestor, I caught a little girl, she is a yellow-flowered girl!"

In the Blood Knife Gate, a player with a pockmarked face was happily carrying a sack. On top of the sack was revealed the head of a rather delicate-looking woman, who fainted.

The ancestor of the Blood Knife was an old lama who looked to be in his fifties. He was holding the famous, of course, in other words, the infamous Blood Knife in his hand. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the little girl behind the player, and nodded. .

"Not bad, you did a good job!"

The pockmarked player nodded repeatedly, and was extremely happy when he heard the sound of the sect's contribution points increasing in his ears.

According to the current progress, as long as he gets three or five more NPCs like this, he can almost exchange for the "Blood Sea Demonic Art"!

Anyway, these ordinary good-natured women are just some NPCs, and killing them is nothing. For players like him, there is no psychological burden at all!

But in fact, almost every ordinary NPC in "Jiang Hu" has a complete character background story, as well as his own thinking and wisdom. In a sense, they are all living people!

But now, the NPC woman kidnapped by the Blood Knife Sect player was handed over to the Blood Knife Ancestor. Needless to say what happened to her.

In this day and age, a young life is almost always the one whose reputation is ruined!

For an ordinary good-natured woman, after being betrayed by such lewd thieves, the first choice in her mind is to hang herself.

This is just one of the evil deeds, so the Blood Knife Sect is notorious throughout this generation in the Western Region!

"By the way, ancestor, I wonder where my senior brother has been during these days?"

The player with a pockmarked face turned his eyes like a mouse and looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor who took the woman.

The Blood Knife Ancestor glanced at him with a hint of pride in his words:

"Jie Chi has great talent and strength, and you are the first foreigner disciple I have accepted! We are both foreigners, so naturally you will promote the reputation of my Blood Knife Sect throughout the world, but you are quite popular with our ancestors. One day, maybe you will inherit the mantle of my Blood Knife Sect!"

As soon as he said this, the pockmarked player showed a hint of joy. He was obviously full of the Blood Knife Ancestor's pie, but he seemed to have thought of something in an instant:

"Ancestor, what you told me about Mei Niansheng and Liancheng Jue a few days ago have not been finished yet. Why don't you talk about it with your disciple again?"

"Is there any grudges or entanglements in this? If there is any task, the ancestor might as well leave it to his disciples!"

This player is obviously very clever.

The martial arts that the Blood Knife Sect has access to, in addition to the "Blood Sea Demon Kung Fu" of the Blood Knife ancestor and the more advanced "Blood Knife Sutra", is the even more famous "Shen Zhao Jing"!

No one in the world has heard of anyone who knows this martial art!

The Blood Knife Ancestor glanced at the pretty woman and nodded. But just as he was about to say a few words, a voice sounded from outside:

"Ancestor—Ancestor! Something bad is going to happen!"

A panicked voice came from outside, and a disciple dressed as the Blood Blade Sect ran in in a hurry.

"What's so alarming?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor frowned with obvious dissatisfaction.

The NPC disciple of the Blood Knife Sect was none other than Bao Xiang, who died of hunger in the original work after eating the rat soup containing the poisonous "Jinbo Xunhua" cooked by Di Yun.

Baoxiang panicked and said: "Ancestor, someone is calling for formation outside the mountain gate!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then an evil aura suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Called the formation? What sect came to attack the mountain? Could it be the Kunlun sect?"

The Kunlun Sect is the closest to the Blood Knife Sect, and it is also a well-known and upright sect. It is not unusual for them to come to call for formation.

Baoxiang's beard trembled, and then he scratched his head helplessly:

"There was only one person calling the formation, and he didn't tell who he was from, and... and he was just a stranger!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor was furious, slashed the blood knife on the wall nearby, and said angrily:

"You're such a loser, a mere stranger, and it's just one person here, and you actually come to bother the ancestor, get rid of him quickly!"

Baoxiang scratched his head and said helplessly: "Returning to my ancestor, that Stranger boy is so strong that he is guarding the outside of the Blood Hidden Valley alone, and all the Stranger disciples cannot get out! I...I..."

Seeing his apprentice stumbling to open his mouth, the Blood Knife Ancestor frowned, and then the corners of his mouth slowly sloped down, revealing a ferocious look.

He wanted to see where this ignorant boy dared to come to his Blood Knife Sect to seek death!

At this time, outside the Hidden Blood Valley, figures dressed in the costumes of Blood Knife Sect disciples were all blocking the door.

At this time, a figure in a long black gown was floating in the wind at the wind outlet. Wearing a bamboo hat, his eyes were full of coldness as he looked at the entrance of the Blood Valley!

Xunxun's long robe rustled, and he was alone, but he stood at the gate of the valley like a celestial being!

"How dare you, Xiaoxiao, to come to my place and act so arrogant?!"

There was an angry shout, blood flashed, and the Blood Knife Ancestor, wearing a bloody cassock, finally came to the door.

Immediately, all the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect turned their attention to the Blood Knife Ancestor!

The visitor was naturally no one else. Lin Xiao looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor through his bamboo hat.

The Blood Knife Ancestor slowly narrowed his eyes. Originally, he thought he was just a kid who didn't know how to live or die. But now with this fierce momentum, he definitely wasn't someone who came to slay demons on a whim!

When Lin Xiao saw the rightful owner arriving, he didn't say any nonsense and smiled slightly:

"Lin Xiao from Yanzhou, let me borrow the head of my ancestor Xiang Shang!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

The Blood Knife Ancestor has a level of fifty-four, which can be regarded as one of the first-class masters. Among most sect leaders, although he is far from comparable to Shaolin Wudang, he is definitely in the middle of the pack!

Now that Rentu is alone, he dares to speak out about killing this Blood Sword Ancestor?

Originally, these Blood Knife Sect players just wanted to watch the excitement, but at this moment, their hearts suddenly trembled.

This Blood Knife Sect is not like the Huashan Sect. If the Blood Knife Patriarch dies, there will really only be three or two big cats and kittens, and the trees will fall and the hozens will scatter, that’s for sure!

But at this moment, no one cared what they thought. The smile on Lin Xiao's mouth gradually turned extremely cold, and in an instant, his figure moved!

He did not draw his sword. The true head-on strength of the Blood Sword Ancestor was at best equal to Murong Fu's, and even slightly worse than Murong Fu's Star Shift. Such a guy was no longer worthy of Lin Xiao's use. The blue blood illuminates the picture.

The terrifying palm power was condensed in the palm of the hand, and the sound of the dragon's roar was like a snow dragon rising in front of the snow-filled valley!

"hold head high!"

And at the moment when the sound of dragon roar sounded together, Lin Xiao had already moved in an instant, and slapped the blood knife ancestor who was looking at him incredulously!

The Blood Knife Ancestor was not an ordinary person after all. The moment he sensed something was wrong, the Blood Knife at his waist had already been unsheathed.

"Clang!"

The war is about to break out!