About how the Ling family broke up

Together, they killed a group of Blood Drinking Cult disciples who were watching the night, dragged the corpses into the woods and hid them, and continued to advance silently in the darkness.

Ling Xuanshu brought him to the hiding place he found earlier.

The blood-drinking masters are all highly skilled in martial arts and have good hearing and eyesight. In order not to be noticed by them, the hiding place was not chosen too close.But here, the dark gate on the opposite side can already be seen through the dim moonlight.

Someone was standing in front of the gate, and it was almost impossible to detect without paying attention.

"Then..." Yan Qingxiao pointed his hand over there, and when he was about to speak, his mouth was covered.

Ling Xuanshu made a silent gesture to let him go, stretched out his thumb and pointed to the gate, and seeing that everyone nodded, he took out the fire folder from his arms.

He covered it with his hands, and after blowing on the torch, he raised it up and shook it slightly twice.

This light is really inconspicuous, no different from a firefly, but it is quite different when it shines in the dark night and is seen by someone who pays attention.

Ling Xuanshu was worried about being seen by the blood drinker, so he put away the fire folder again.

It was still silent.

Yan Qingxiao was a little anxious, and really wanted to ask Ling Xuanshu if Yu Yao saw the fire.

As if sensing what he was thinking in his heart, Ling Xuanshu reached out and took his hand, rubbing his thumb gently on the back of his hand.

The impatience was soothed in this way.

Suddenly there was a sound in front, first there was a sound of metal friction, followed by the muffled sound of the heavy gate opening.

The blood-drinking envoy guarding the door hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that the door was opened by one of his own people from the inside.The blood drinkers are all conceited about their superb martial arts skills, and they never even thought about the fact that someone would open the door outside without their sight.

It wasn't until the light from the inside of the door was reflected on Yu Yao's face who was still standing beside the wrench that the blood drinker guarding the door realized what had happened, and Qi Qi rushed towards him.

Yu Yao jumped up and dodged.

At the same time, Ling Xuanyuan and others rushed out from the opposite woods like arrows flying off the string.

Numerous disciples of the Blood Drinking Cult poured out from the east and west sides, moving extremely fast.

Half of the eight blood-drinking envoys turned back in the middle of chasing Yu Yao, and led their disciples to intercept Ling Xuanyuan and others who wanted to enter the door. Three of the remaining four went to kill Yu Yao, and one went to release the wrench.

Yu Yao was invited to help by himself, and he must not be hurt here. Ling Xuanshu killed two disciples of the Blood Drinking Sect, and said to Yan Qingxiao, "Be careful." make away.

The wrench was put down.

Ling Xuanyuan frowned at the countless disciples of the Blood Drinking Sect who stood in front of him, and said loudly, "Don't love to fight, let's go!"

While the three blood-drinking envoys were concentrating on besieging Yu Yao, Ling Xuanshu raised his sword and fell, killing one of them.

The remaining two were startled and stepped back.

Yu Yao swayed back to the wrench, and said to Ling Xuanshu, "The two of them will be handed over to you."

Ling Xuanshu: "..."

Although Ling Xuanshu was the one who was difficult, it would not be easy for Yu Yao to pull the wrench again.

After the two sides fought, there was always a blood drinker and twenty or thirty blood drinker disciples guarding beside the wrench. As soon as Yu Yao got close to them, he wanted to go up and besiege them, but he ran away but didn't chase.

Relying on the excellent lightness footwork, Yu Yao has never been hurt by them, but seeing that the gate is about to close again, but no one of his own has rushed in, Yu Yao can't help feeling a little anxious.

It's better to fight!

Yu Yao leaped into the air, turned over and put his feet on the ground, using his internal force to protect the vital points all over his body, and swooped down towards the wrench.

But the Blood Drinker was already waiting for him there, holding a dagger in each hand, and seeing him rushing forward, the two daggers made seven moves in succession, blocking all the paths where he could reach the wrench.

Yu Yao slashed out in the air, intending to force him back a little with the force of the palm, to buy himself time to pull the wrench again, but who knew that although the force of the palm forced the nearby disciples of the Blood Drinking Sect to retreat, the blood drinking But it was not affected at all.Yu Yao gritted his teeth, not caring that he would be hurt by the dagger, and went forward without dodging.

The two short swords were cut on his right arm and right rib respectively. The wound on the rib was slightly shallow, but the right arm was bleeding.Yu Yao didn't care at all, and took the opportunity to grab the wrench and pull it up again.

The blood drinker's dagger struck again, the two hilts joined together and cut down from top to bottom, as if it was about to cut off Yu Yao's hand.

Yu Yao had no choice but to dodge again.

The structure of the gate is peculiar. When it is opened, the upper half rises upwards, and the lower half is divided into two halves, which slide to the left and right. When it is closed, these three parts are also closed together.The gate is extremely thick, almost indistinguishable from an adult body.

Seeing that the gate was closed almost enough for two people to pass through at once, Ling Xuanyuan became more and more anxious.

Ling Xuanye approached Ling Xuanyuan while beating, "Second brother, help me and use your internal force to send me in."

Ling Xuanyuan was about to nod, but saw a white figure passing by, flying towards the gate without hesitation.

Ling Xuanye was shocked, raised his sword and swept away the three or four hidden weapons aimed at his vest, and said angrily: "Mu Feihan, don't you want to die!"

"With you." These two words floated back in the air, and Mu Feihan had already reached the gate.

Ling Xuanye curled his lips unnaturally, "I never saw you rushing over in such a hurry."

Huo Sigui protected Tao Xinyue and walked forward with difficulty, "Because you said you wanted to go in, he didn't know what was waiting on the other side of the door, don't worry about you going deep into the land of tigers and wolves alone."

Ling Xuanye was startled, and shouted, "Mu Feihan, wait for me!"

When he was panting, the disciples of the Blood Drinking Cult who had been forced to retreat surrounded him again. Yu Yao wanted to pull the wrench. He already found it difficult to deal with a Blood Drinking Envoy, and surrounded by many disciples of the Blood Drinking Cult, he gradually felt powerless.

Seeing that he had trouble moving on the right side, the blood-drinking envoy attacked the right side without mercy.

Yu Yao's strength lies in his agility. Although he is outnumbered, it is not easy for these people to hurt him.

The blood drinker couldn't stop fighting for a long time, lost his patience, hugged his hands into a circle, raised two short swords and pierced Yu Yao's ears with the sound of wind.

Yu Yao stood still at first, until the wind brought by the short sword hurt his ears, and then he slid out from between the arms of the blood drinker like a fish, grabbed the wrench extremely quickly, and pulled it up.

However, he ignored the fact that his right arm lost blood and lacked strength. He pulled the wrench but did not raise it. Yu Yao was dazed for a moment, and was about to try again when he realized that the blood drinker's short sword had reached his heart. .

My life is over!Yu Yao closed his eyes.

Mu Feihan rushed to the door and killed more than a dozen Blood Drinking Sect disciples one after another, and finally had a chance to enter.

With the help of Ling Xuanyuan, Yan Qingxiao and others, Ling Xuanye worked hard to come to his side, "Feihan, don't go in alone, let's go together."

Mu Feihan was about to respond, but when he turned around, he saw that the gate had been closed a little more. There was still room for one person to pass, but it was impossible for the two of them to pass at the same time.So he didn't answer, left Ling Xuanye and entered the door alone.

"Feihan!" Ling Xuanye was anxious and angry, "Are you really willing to lose your life for a silkworm snow suit?"

Mu Feihan paused for a while, then continued to run inside.

Suddenly someone blocked Mu Feihan's way from the inside of the gate, raised a knife at him and slashed at him.

Mu Feihan looked up and saw that there was also a blood drinker on the opposite side. He immediately cheered up and confronted the enemy, and tried to get closer while fighting with that person.

The blood drinker's kung fu was inferior to his, and he was unable to grasp the enemy's strength, so he wanted to call people, but because there was only a little space left in the gate, others couldn't help him if they wanted to.

"Mu Feihan, go back...Damn it!" Ling Xuanye was impatient, his arm was almost cut off with a knife, and he dodged hastily, but he still got bruised.

Hearing his speech intermittently, Mu Feihan paused to move forward, leaning his back on the half gate on the left side, while blocking the blood drinker with his sword, he looked back at Ling Xuanye's situation.

Ling Xuanye had appeared by the gate at some point, seeing that the gate was only big enough for one person to pass through, but Mu Feihan was stuck in it, and couldn't help but want to pull him out, "Back off!"

"It's too late." Mu Feihan focused on fighting the blood-drinking envoy again, "Are you injured?"

"No problem." Seeing that the gate was a little smaller, Ling Xuanye also knew that it was not feasible to let him back out and go in by himself, so he said, "Go, I will follow behind you."

Mu Feihan hummed, and wanted to knock back the person facing him in one fell swoop, but found that while talking with Ling Xuanye, the space inside the door became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't even use his sword moves.Barely moved forward for half a step, but couldn't force the blood drinker away, and was almost knocked down by him with the long sword in his hand.

The gate was closed so that Mu Feihan could only lean half sideways.

Ling Xuanye said anxiously: "Quick!"

Mu Feihan pursed his lips and remained silent.

The light emitted from the door became less and less, as if it was going to return to darkness again.

Ling Xuanye cursed in a low voice, "No, we'll find another chance to open the door, you come out first!"

Mu Feihan's arms were constantly grinding against the door, and it was extremely difficult to fight the blood-drinking envoy. Hearing what Ling Xuanye said, he prepared to back away.

Unexpectedly, the blood drinker who was trying to beat him back before suddenly changed his style of attack, and began to fight him, with the intention of holding him back.

Mu Feihan tried it twice, as long as he wanted to enter the door, he would use the trick to retreat from the enemy, and when he wanted to retreat, he clung to him again.

"What the hell are you doing!" Ling Xuanye couldn't help but pull him.

With nothing to do, Mu Feihan had no choice but to abandon his sword and retreat back with the force of Ling Xuanye's pull.

Halfway back, the wind outside suddenly picked up.

Mu Feihan and Ling Xuanye raised their heads at the same time, and saw a blood-drinking envoy holding a sledgehammer, and slashed at Ling Xuanye's hand that was holding Mu Feihan.

This move went extremely fast, and Mu Feihan had no way to avoid it in the door. If he wanted to escape, Ling Xuanye had to let go.

but……

The gate closed at this moment, if he let go, Mu Feihan would turn into a puddle of flesh in a blink of an eye.

Ling Xuanye put his heart to one side, and if he didn't want this arm, he must rescue Mu Feihan.

At the same time, Mu Feihan also made a choice, and with a sudden surge of internal energy, he shook Ling Xuanye's hand away.

"No!"

Ling Xuanye felt that it was his own heart that was crushed first.