"This man is so powerful, he actually injured the young monk in more than ten moves." Gui Er praised.
"The young monk was careless, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to win so easily." Ghost Daozi replied.
"Who is this person!" Gui San asked.
"If my guess is correct, this person should be Luo Youdong, the double swordsman." Guidaozi replied.
"Luo Youdong, the dual swordsman ranked third on the swordsman list?" Luo Baikong asked in surprise.
"In today's world, there are very few people who can wield dual swords. He is the only one who can wield dual swords so powerfully." Gui Er also agreed with his master.
"How could the young monk suddenly master the blood-devouring art?" Gui Wu asked puzzledly.
"This is exactly what I want to find out. Third brother, follow the young monk and don't let him get lost!" Gui Daozi suddenly remembered something and immediately ordered Gui Sandao.
"Master, aren't we going to deal with those old guys! What's the use of following this young monk?" Gui San asked in confusion.
"Go if you are told. Why are you asking so many questions? Be careful, don't be discovered by him. It doesn't matter if you lose your life, but don't miss my important event." Gui Daozi said it very easily, as if Gui San was in his eyes It is simply a lifeless object that can be given up at any time.
Gui San was not displeased and just chased after the little monk Baoli.
"Then what should we do now? Do we want to take action?" Gui Er asked.
"Put a long line to catch big fish, don't you understand?" Guidaozi said with a sinister smile, seeming to have another good plan.
In a moment, Luo Youdong had finished adjusting Tianming's breath. However, the right hands that Tianming and Bao Li took over were damaged by the blood-eating method. It was difficult to recover for a while. At this time, they were still shaking, and they couldn't use any strength at all.
"Thank you, brother, for helping me." Tianming thanked him.
"Are you from Xiaoyao Sect?" Luo Youdong had already figured out his identity.
"I'm at Xiaoyaomen Tianming." Tianming replied.
"Are you the only son of Hero Tianshi Lietian?" Luo Youdong asked again.
"Yes, my father is Tian Shilie." Tianming added.
"Damn it, it seems Xiaoyao really has no successor!" Luo Youdong said without hesitation.
Luo Youdong ranks third on the swordsman list. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also famous for his "dirty" skills. When he said this, Tianming was speechless and wished he could just find a hole in the ground and crawl into it. At the beginning, Tianming was regarded as the only successor of Xiaoyao Sect. Although he rarely appeared in the world, he was already quite famous.
However, the reputation is hard to live up to.
For a young man who has never experienced the storm, "famous" is a huge burden.
The tone Luo Youdong spoke just now was obviously very dissatisfied with Tianming's performance just now. Although the little monk Baoli is now an extremely domineering and powerful figure, it is still a bit unjustifiable for Tianming, as a leader among the younger generation of Xiaoyao Sect, to be forced to the point where he has no ability to fight back.
Luo Youdong seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing. In fact, he is not a vicious person, he is just outspoken and unblocked.
"By the way! Why are you the only one here? Where are the others in Xiaoyao Sect?" Luo Youdong had no choice but to change the subject.
Tianming did not answer immediately, but looked around, and then said softly: "On the boat."
"It is said that Sect Master Ren is injured. Looking at it like this, you, a young boy, can't protect him at all. I'd better stay with you!" Luo Youdong said loudly.
Tianming didn't know Luo Youdong well, and obviously didn't want him to know where his master was, let alone be with him, so he hesitated and didn't know how to refuse.
"You brat, why don't you lead the way!" Luo Youdong suddenly shouted harshly, as if he was teaching his son a lesson.
Tianming was timid to begin with, but Luo Youdong shouted loudly, so he had to obey and lead the way.
Although Luo Youdong is vulgar, he is actually quite upright and reliable, and his reputation in the world is not bad. It’s just that Tianming’s knowledge is shallow and he doesn’t know much about this person. Therefore, although he led the way, he was still a little worried in his heart.
The more Tian Ming thought about it, the more afraid he became. He also saw that this man spoke vulgarly and did not seem like a good person. So with a thought in his mind, he suddenly pushed back, pushing Luo Youdong back a few steps, and then he ran away.
Luo Youdong was caught off guard. If it weren't for his profound skills, he would have been pushed to the ground by Tianming. But he reacted very quickly. He pounced forward and grabbed Tianming by the back. Tianming didn't expect Luo Youdong to react so quickly, and he returned with another palm with his left hand. However, he had just been injured by the young monk, and his skill was not as good as Luo Youdong. Luo Youdong only pushed back slightly, and he was already pushed back several times. step. If Luo Youdong hadn't intentionally kept his hand, Tianming would have been injured long ago.
Tianming didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, and he couldn't defeat this person, so he had to turn around and run away.
"You bastard, you are so damn insidious." Luo Youdong cursed bitterly.
However, he obviously didn't mean any harm. Otherwise, with his skill, he would be more than capable of dealing with the injured Tian Ming. But he didn't catch up with him and hit him harshly. Instead, he just cursed and chased her, and put away all his weapons.
Tianming ran back desperately, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"No, we can't expose the whereabouts of our grandfathers." Tianming thought, and planned to run back. Not wanting to turn around, he tripped on his feet and fell into someone's arms.
"I'm sorry..." Tianming was about to apologize, but he saw that the man carrying a blunt logging knife was his senior brother Huang Jishan.
"Senior brother, someone is chasing me." Tianming yelled urgently.
Huang Jishan looked calm, but the woodcutter on his back seemed to have received some kind of instruction. Suddenly, it buzzed. The sound was not loud, but murderous intent suddenly arose.
"What a domineering sword!" Luo Youdong frowned when he heard the sound of the sword, stopped suddenly, and praised him, obviously knowing the opponent he met.
The young man in front of him was not much older than Tianming, but he was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. Although he does not seem to be very impressive in person, anyone who has seen him will be instantly impressed by his temperament.
But what's even more surprising is the knife on the young man's back. A long wood-cutting knife glowing with black light. It has no blade, but it has the spirit of the knife and can even understand the owner's thoughts.
Huang Jishan was much more mature than Tianming and was not in a hurry to take action. He asked: "Who is the master of the sect? Why are you chasing my junior brother?"
Huang Jishan was very polite, but Luo Youdong was a rough man and cursed loudly: "Grandson! I am your father!"
Huang Jishan laughed when he heard this: "You want to be both a father and a grandfather, so what exactly are you?"
"Fuck you, I'm not a thing!"
"Yes! You are indeed nothing." Tianming immediately answered.
