There's No Witch I Can't Wash

The name of the man in front of him was read out word by word, and the latter laughed lightly and walked towards the three of them step by step.

"As expected of the disciple of Sword Master Qingxuan, he recognized my identity at a glance."

"Lord Sect Master didn't restrain the blood on his body. Naturally, it was recognized by me at a glance."

"This is something that can't be helped. This Gorefiend has become stronger, but unfortunately it is not complete. Even if he cultivates to the innate realm, he still cannot solve the problem of the outflow of qi and blood."

He sighed helplessly when he said this angrily. It didn't mean that he wanted to release those blood mists to pretend to be ghosts.

It seems a little wasteful to let these blood flow all over the place, and simply make these blood mists, and it can shock the opponent a little.

Looking at the awe-inspiring, fairy-like girl in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but reveal a surprised look in her angry eyes.No wonder Sword Master Qingxuan did not hesitate to visit Prince Xu's mansion in person, but he also admitted this girl to his door. With such a physique, he was born for the clear mind of Qingxuan Sword Sect.

It's a pity to sigh, why is such an amazing and brilliant peerless genius not his own disciple, and why there is no such bright and dazzling rising star in Momen.

Too good, this son is really too good, in the next hundred years, this son will be the enemy of their Demon Sect!

Shaking his head and sighing, he was so angry that he wanted to stifle such a genius here, but unfortunately he had no way to make a move, and he couldn't make a move.

The identity of the girl in front of her is really too sensitive, let alone killing her, if she hurts herself, I am afraid that the entire demon sect will not be at peace.

And if I kill her here, I am afraid that some people will have the idea that the evils made by the Tibetan Sword Villa, this big black pot will be firmly on the head of the magic door.

From the eradication of Cangjian Villa to the present, some of these strange and unusual problems have also been thought of in anger. Someone was standing behind the scenes and playing a big game of chess, but he unknowingly became someone else's hands. piece.

But even so, he couldn't care less about the anger. The inheritance of the Gorefiend ancestor was too important. Even if he knew that this might be a trap, he still stepped in without hesitation.

No matter what, he grabbed the sword and left, as long as he didn't hurt Yan Zhiqiu.

As for her insistence on not paying anything...

Thinking so angrily, some cruel eyes fell on Lin Ye and Lin Xinnuo.

Then I can't blame me for being ruthless, Yan Zhiqiu didn't dare to move casually, but the two red-clothed small catchers were killed if they were about to be killed.

Killing one and then threatening the other with the life of the other, he would not believe that Yan Zhiqiu would not hand over the sword.

The people in the Demon Sect are moody and unscrupulous to achieve their goals. They just kill two people. There is no psychological burden for anger.

However, just when he was about to speak and ask Yan Zhiqiu to obediently hand over the sword of the Tibetan Sword Villa, the girl was one step ahead of him.

"Sure enough, as I expected, the people standing behind Hidden Sword Villa are your Demon Sect's Anger Sect, right? Demon Sect's Seven Emotions, Six Desires and Thirteen Sects, I didn't expect that they were always upright and would rather die standing than live on their knees. Has the Nu Sect also fallen into such a field?"

The cauldron slammed down with a bang, and suddenly it caused the furious eyes to shoot Venus, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

It's not an exaggeration, he is literally as described, gushing blood everywhere.

After spraying blood, he raised his head, pointed his finger at Yan Zhiqiu, and opened his mouth with a slight trembling.

"You junior, I am so polite to you because of your master's face, you don't have to spit blood there!"

You are the one who spit blood, right... And can you wipe the blood on the edge of your mouth before speaking?

Fortunately, the distance between the other party and the three of them is still a little far away. If a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the two girls, Lin Ye estimated that he would not be able to help his old friend and go up to blow this guy's head.

"Everyone knows that your blood demon art is ruthless and domineering, and you need to devour other people's blood to strengthen yourself. Over the years, Tibetan Sword Villa has murdered so many innocent people, and these poor people who have been sacrificed in blood have all turned into you who practiced blood demon art. Food!"

"Full of nonsense... woohoo."

He said so in a rage, and then he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood everywhere.

Although he knew that it was normal for people who practiced the Blood Demon Art to spurt blood, Lin Ye's eyes twitched slightly when he looked at this miserable appearance, which inexplicably created an illusion that they were bullying the elderly.

The anger sect is already miserable enough, let's not bully the sect master again, as the sect master, let the sect fall into this state, he is also pitiful enough.

I am very happy and excited about the achievement of [-] songs as a pure original novel.After writing a book for so many years, this is my best achievement, and it is still an original novel. It can be said that this achievement is of great significance to me, a writer of bashing.

I can only say thank you for your support. Thanks to your company along the way, I will try my best to persevere. While ensuring the quality, I will update four times a day, play less games, watch more, think more about plots, and do my best to make the most exciting The story is presented to you.

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Chapter 82 It's You

Not only Lin Ye, but Yan Zhiqiu also developed some subtle psychology. Although the man in front of him was a master of the Demon Sect and a feared sect master of the Anger Sect, why couldn't he get nervous at all?

Is it because there are two congenital masters by his side now, or is it because the white-haired uncle who vomits blood while covering his chest is too pitiful?

"Are you all right? It's quite hard to run and chase all the way from Nan'an City. Why don't you sit down and have a good rest first, and then let's talk about other things?"

Lin Ye asked with concern on his face. At first glance, he knew that the other party didn't know the movements and plans of the three of them for the first time. I am afraid that the spies chased after them all the way after they found out that the three of them had left the city for a long time.

It’s not good to ride a horse rationally, you have to chase it all the way with Qinggong. If you don’t use your power, you will vomit blood, so why do you pretend to be compulsive.

"This is the Gorefiend Art? It's really a disgusting art..."

Lin Xinnuo, who was on the side, frowned, and then looked at the man who vomited blood and retracted into Lin Ye's arms with a look of disgust.

Thinking of the girl who practiced the same kind of exercise, she subconsciously felt nauseated, but fortunately, she didn't vomit blood like this guy.

Lin Ye couldn't help laughing and laughing. It's obvious that you are also practicing Gorefiend, even though you don't know how many grades your Gorefiend is higher than his.

But if you say something like this, the Sect Master of the Anger Sect may cry after knowing your identity.

"What does a little girl know, what do you have to pay for what you get! How can you understand the subtlety of Gorefiend? This is the only skill in the world that can ignore aptitude, as long as you practice hard, you can do it. Step into the innate cultivation technique, and ask the world, what kind of divine art is there, such as my anger sect blood demon art so powerful and domineering!"

Lin Xinnuo's words, it is impossible for the anger to be regarded as not heard, the practice of Nu Zong is to make all the members of Nu Zong proud and proud of their position.

Powerful magic manuals, more or less, have various restrictions, some are physical requirements, some are meridian requirements, or they are obscure and difficult to understand and require practitioners to have extremely high martial arts talent and skills. Comprehension, otherwise it would be difficult to even get started.