Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

As soon as the words came out, everyone followed Chang Wuming's gaze and looked towards the southwest corner of the hall.

To them, it was empty.

"Dad, didn't you say the ghost left?"

The first thought in Xue Wudi's mind was to ask "Dad". He didn't want to believe that "Dad" would deceive him.

"Gan!"

Dad seemed to be very irritable, and turned into a black light, shining directly at Chang Wuming's face.

Chang Wuming's thoughts were focused on the female ghost, but his strength was kept there. Feeling that a crisis was coming, he rolled up his black robe and disappeared in an instant.

"Crack!"

The thick boulder chair was split into two, and Chang Wuming was floating ten meters away. His expression was not very good under the huge cloak.

Xue Wudi's temper is a bit too big. He just made a joke casually. As for doing evil things?

"Dad, stop, that's one of our own!" Xue Wudi was shocked by Dao Ling's sudden move, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

Even the sword spirit cannot actively control the blood slaughter.

Unless it is the owner of the Blood Butcher Knife, controlled by the knife spirit.

The mark of recognition on the blood butcher knife has never been removed, and now it suddenly appears, there is only one explanation.

The real master is controlling the blood massacre.

"Ahh! Xue Tu belongs to me!!!" A silent roar resounded in his heart, and Xue Wudi's eyes were red.

When Chang Wuming saw Xue Wudi in this state, a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Blood is invincible, Chang is really easy to bully!"

He turned into a ghost shadow and rushed towards Liu Rumeng.

They broke up with each other inexplicably, and there was no need to stay in the Blood Sect.

Don’t you, Xue Wudi, care so much about this female ghost? I will take her away!

Liu Rumeng had no ill intentions in staying here.

But he never thought that there would be a being like Chang Wuming who could see ghosts in daylight.

But she was not afraid at all, instead she was slightly excited!

It is difficult for her to evaluate her own strength as a transparent sneak attack on weekdays. These are all powerful gods, so there is nothing wrong with comparing them.

Her whole body was filled with ghost energy, and her blood-red ghost clothes became more and more delicate.

However, Xuetu didn't give her a chance to show off. With a simple slash, blood surged into the sky.

The soaring sword energy penetrated the sky through the top of the hall, and then swung down.

Gui Wubai wanted to take a hard blow, but the black robe bulged. The moment it came into contact with the sword energy, the sleeves of the black robe exploded, revealing the delicate snow-white skin.

He was horrified, and his body moved away quickly.

"boom!"

After one blow, the house collapsed, the main hall was gone, and everyone was exposed under the sky.

Then a peerless fierce knife started chasing Chang Wuming and slashing like crazy!

Chang Wuming, one of the ten dignified sect masters, was driven out like a lost dog, but there was nothing he could do about it.

All his attacks were like a mud cow entering the sea, causing no harm.

I have long heard that the Holy Sword of the Blood Sect is a peerless and vicious sword. It is indeed very vicious!

"Brother Xue, it's not like that..."

Even Qing Wuyou felt that Xue Wudi was making a fuss out of a molehill. Is it such a big deal to lose such a temper?

She was also deeply surprised by the skill of controlling the knife with her hands.

Is the Blood Invincible already so powerful? Then there is no need to do anything with a frown, just use the peerless sword to kill the five sects of the righteous path, seven in and seven out, there is no problem at all.

Things just happened in a flash of lightning. All Xue Wudi's mind was thinking was that Xue Tu was mine and no one could take it away.

His eyes kept hovering over the people present, wondering who was controlling the blood massacre.

Or there might be the real master of Blood Slaughter hidden around him. As for controlling the knife from a thousand miles away, it was completely out of his scope.

Because even if Xue Tu recognized him as his master, he couldn't do it.

Just because he can't do it doesn't mean that Immortal Li can't do it.

Li Wudao, who was lying behind Xuan Xue's butt and hugging the hilt of the sword tightly, was not idle. He had been observing the movements there since the conversation between Hao Daer and Liu Rumeng.

Through Xue Tu's perspective, he could clearly see Liu Rumeng, which was another unexpected surprise.

It was nothing at first. It was fun to see a group of big guys frowning.

Until Chang Wuming spoke rudely to Liu Rumeng, which instantly angered Li Wudao.

So there was a shocking scene where Li Daxian controlled the sword thousands of miles away and chased the leader of the Ghost Sect.

He was happy, but Xue Wudi didn't feel good about taking the blame.

But how to explain?

Wasn't the blood massacre controlled by oneself?

Xue Wudi's mind was racing, and he decided to make mistakes and teach Chang Wuming a lesson.

"Xue Wudi, are you crazy? Stop it!"

Chang Wuming was chased all over the sky, and his voice was no longer low, but hysterical.

Movement is his strong point, and Xue Tu can't hurt him at all.

However, frequent use of the Ghost Body Technique consumes spiritual power very quickly. Even a powerful person who transforms into a god and has a sea-sized spiritual power reserve cannot bear to do this.

As time goes by, there will eventually be an overdraft.

At that time, he will not be permanently lifeless, but truly lifeless.

"This is just a small lesson to see if you still dare to covet our sect's ghost servants..."

Now that things have happened, Xue Wudi doesn't want to lose face anymore, and his face doesn't change even when he lies.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp explosion, and five clear slap marks appeared on Xue Wudi's left face.

Liu Rumeng couldn't help but take action. It was true that she was a ghost servant, but she could only be the ghost servant of her master.

This guy's slander undoubtedly touched the female ghost general's back.

Her ghostly figure was erratic, split into two in an instant, and she drew her bow from left to right.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Xue Wudi's head swayed from side to side, and blood spurted from both corners of his mouth.

Qing Wuyou on the side widened her beautiful eyes, covering her sexy and hot lips, completely confused, "Brother Xue, who are you hitting with your face?"

While asking questions, his body floated backwards, keeping a safe distance from Xue Wudi.

She was afraid that Brother Xue would slap her in the face...

"boom!"

Xue Wudi's eyes were blood red, and the ten-meter sea of ​​blood surged around him. The blood waves shuttled like sharp swords, protecting him in the middle.

Liu Rumeng avoided its sharp edge, and the ghostly shadow flashed and disappeared on the spot.

At this moment, Xue Tu took the time to swing his knife this way.

The surging sea of ​​blood was split into two in an instant. If he hadn't dodged in time, the blood invincible would have been cut into two halves.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Liu Rumeng was not willing to let go of this opportunity and came up to slap her mouth again.

At this moment, even a fool can see something is wrong.

He seems to be invincible, but he has not mastered this peerless vicious sword!

The frivolous smile in Qing Wuyou's eyes disappeared, and a hint of solemnity enveloped her.

The first elder and the second elder saw the sect leader being slapped in the mouth, how could they just sit back and ignore it, and hurried forward to protect the sect leader.

After one person was beaten by two big guys, he left the battlefield in despair...

The truly understanding person present is the Pig Corpse King.

For him, this scene was too familiar. Without saying a word, he got into the coffin and closed the coffin lid with a bang!

He wanted to hang out for a while first...