Among the hidden sects, the two sects of Xuesha Sect and Qingzhen Temple are the least popular. mobile network As for the reason, it has to do with the techniques practiced by these two sects.
The Blood Demon Swordsmanship of the Blood Demon Sect, and the Netherworld Divine Skill of Qingzhen Temple.
These two techniques are extremely yin techniques and can cause serious harm to people.
In the eyes of other hidden sects, it is an evil act.
Blood evil swordsmanship requires the blood of living people as a primer, while Netherworld magic requires the living souls of living people.
Evil skills are naturally more powerful than ordinary skills, so these two sects are the strongest among the hidden sects.
For thousands of years, other sects have always regarded these two sects as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.
Just eight hundred years ago, the two sects of Huayue Palace and Demon Slayer Palace were planning to join forces to get rid of the Blood Evil Sect.
Later, because of the death of lips and teeth, Qingzhen Temple intervened, and the two sects had to give up.
The Blood Evil Sect was naturally safe and sound. .
The mountain breeze blows, and the waning moon looks like a hook.
Liu Wei was holding a blood-colored phantom sword, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was hiding murderous intent.
This man with an ordinary appearance but an extraordinary brain was very confused at this time.
He was wondering why the ghost hunter suddenly appeared.
He and Wang Dandan finally found Bai Jun.
It seemed that he could not be killed tonight.
Not allowing him to think too much, the man in black robe struck at him again with his sword.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this knife is very fast and the chop is very beautiful.
But in Liu Wei's eyes, this knife was a life-threatening knife.
"Clang" The space was distorted and the bloody phantom sword was broken into two pieces.
The man in black robe laughed again: "It seems that your Blood Demon Sect is still the same as before."
Wang Dandan stared blankly at the scene in mid-air.
She couldn't believe that Liu Wei, who had practiced the Blood Fiend Swordsmanship to the fifteenth level, was defeated in less than one round.
And the Qi Condensation Illusion Sword, which she had longed for the most, now made her have the urge to give up and continue practicing the blood evil swordsmanship.
She wanted to scold her old pervert master severely: Damn your mother's Qi Condensation Magic Sword, it was broken without even one move.
"Rubber words," Liu Wei said sternly, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
"Whoosh" The black giant sword he carried behind his back unsheathed itself and fell steadily into his hand.
There is a blood groove in the middle of the black giant sword, glowing with a strange red light.
At first glance, it gives people the feeling that man and sword are one.
Looking carefully, Liu Wei seemed unable to lift the black sword.
Liu Wei believed that he was a genius in practicing swordsmanship.
At the age of fifteen, he could wield a giant sword weighing 620 kilograms, and at the age of eighteen, he had practiced the blood evil swordsmanship to the tenth level.
When he was fifty years old, he killed the great protector of Huayue Palace.
Among the hidden sects, not many people know his name.
The only one who can compare with him is Ning Huafeng, the son of Ning Yuan, the leader of the ghost hunting sect.
A genius, a monster.
I can't imagine what would happen if two extremely smart guys met.
Of course, God knows.
The man in black robe still smiled and said: "Draw your sword."
"You are asking a redundant question.
At the same time, it seems that you cannot speak, which is very stupid."
Liu Wei waved the long sword in his hand and struck the man in black robe.
The sword is very heavy, but its speed is terrifying.
What Liu Wei didn't expect was that the man in black robe lightly jumped and stood on his sword.
This is a humiliation for him.
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"Go back, you are no match for me."
The man in black robe said sadly.
As he spoke, he flashed and disappeared in mid-air.
Liu Wei silently put away his sword, his expression turned extremely ugly.
Tonight's battle was a huge blow to a genius like him.
Wang Dandan didn't say a word from beginning to end, and she had no intention of rushing to help Liu Wei.
The aura of the man in black robe told her that if she didn't do something, she wouldn't die.
Liu Wei didn't know that he was not the only one who was hit.
Wang Dandan was also hit.
Even though he was five levels higher than Wang Dandan, he was no match for the man in black robe, which made Wang Dandan "doubtful" about the Blood Fiend swordsmanship.
She was wondering if she would be defeated by the black-robed man's sword if she let the old pervert master who had practiced to the 20th level come on.
On the mountain road, the two of them left quickly, one behind the other.
Not long after the two walked away, several more figures appeared on the mountain road.
The leader was Yang Liu, a disciple of the Ghost Hunting Sect, followed by Elder Tie and Ning Huafeng.
Yang Liu held a compass and muttered some uncommon words.
The compass needle swayed slightly and was very unstable.
Sometimes it pointed to the north, and then it circled downwards.
Ning Huafeng was still the same as usual, with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and his white robe without a trace of dust, giving people the feeling of being an unreachable master.
Monsters are like this.
In addition to being smart, they are also not inferior to others in terms of body shape and appearance.
Elder Tie was still immersed in the joy of "discovering" the broken spirit.
He was already ready to snatch the broken spirit back and present it to the young master.
He even hoped that the current "owner" of Broken Spirit was still Tian Nan.
In this case, he could resume his original position and would not have to stay in the elder's mansion in fear all day long.
If it were Master Tiannan, the Ghost Hunting Sect could rise again, and I could give him some pointers on my sword skills.
At this time, Yang Liu's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Eldest Young Master, Elder Tie, we have found him.
We have found the whereabouts of that person."
The sternness in Ning Huafeng's eyes was fleeting and difficult to capture.
He pretended to be excited and said, "Tell me the specific location."
"Fifty meters ahead, the pointer stopped moving."
Yang Liu respectfully handed the compass to Ning Huafeng.
Staring at the pointer on the compass, Ning Huafeng made a quick decision in his heart.
Elder Tie knelt directly on the ground and said, "Thank you, God.
God has opened your eyes.
My ghost hunting sect will be revitalized."
Ning Huafeng looked around, walked up to Elder Tie, stretched out his hand and said, "Elder Tie, what are you doing?
Get up quickly."
After saying that, he fiercely swung out a sword energy.
Being attacked without any precautions, Elder Tie's head flew straight up.
Before Yang Liu could react, he felt his body being restrained, and then his whole body turned into powder.
Ning Huafeng clapped his hands, still smiling and acting calmly.
He stuffed the compass into his sleeve and walked slowly forward.
Inside the villa.
Looking at the face pieced together by the two puzzle pieces, Bai Jun smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Yuling's mouth curled up and she said sternly: "I guessed it right, there is something wrong with your sister Na."
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The female ghost in the white dress had a puzzled face.
She couldn't figure out why the face on the puzzle was Anna.
Chen Xiaoxi asked: "What is the content of the puzzle?"
She said as she tried to piece together the puzzle she found.
Two pieces contained a hand and clothes, and one piece seemed to be a leg.
The hand looked like a woman's hand, slender and slender.
Bai Jun put away the fragments in his hand and chuckled: "I was just talking casually, who knows what it is."
Anna said: "What a fuss, we found them all.
Let's go down."
As soon as she finished speaking, a purple-faced old lady with disheveled hair suddenly appeared behind her.
Hands that were similar to Ku Chai's hands quietly rested on her shoulders
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