Chapter 32 Blood Sword Sect Disciples

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"Brother Zhao must have come here on a special trip. This auction will make people sleepy, but now they are a little more energetic."

"Wang Laoliu! Why are you here? Where did the news come from? With a troublemaker like you around, it's hard to live in peace now."

"Follow the rules when entering the venue, and don't leave anything behind!" A faint voice came from the first private room at the west end, reminding everyone to abide by the order.

Xue Tong was secretly frightened when he heard the unscrupulous conversation of several people. The last person to speak was probably a master of the scene. Counting the one in the box diagonally above him, there were at least three Houtian-level people who came to the seemingly ordinary auction. Musha.

Fan Ruyu opened her red lips lightly and said, "The starting price is ten thousand, and the increase will be at least one thousand."

"Twelve thousand" The warrior surnamed Zhao couldn't wait to increase the price.

"Hmph, twelve thousand seems like a lot, fifteen thousand!" Wang Laoliu said sarcastically.

After a few rounds, the price was raised to 20,000.

"Wang Laoliu, what do you mean?" The warrior surnamed Zhao gradually lost his patience, and the price also made him feel a bit uneasy.

"It's no fun, just buy Longyan grass." Wang Laoliu said disapprovingly.

"You don't refine medicine, so you buy crappy dragon grass."

"Why are you so nagging? It's none of your business if I buy it and throw it into the ditch. If you can't pay the price, just don't say anything." Wang Laoliu choked.

"Twenty thousand and one" The warrior named Zhao was not to be outdone.

"Twenty-five thousand!" An old voice came from the box diagonally above Xue Tong.

A third person joined the bidding and raised the price by 20%.

The warriors were bidding for the day after tomorrow. The martial arts disciples in the audience all closed their mouths, perked up their ears, and watched the excitement with wide eyes.

"Gui Gui, you finally made a move, twenty-six thousand." The warrior surnamed Zhao unexpectedly continued to shout out the price.

"Twenty-eight thousand" Wang Laoliu's voice.

"Thirty thousand!"

Xue Tong vaguely felt that something was wrong. The tense situation made him smell a hint of uneasiness. If these people started fighting, they would not be able to hide in the spacious hall.

What's more, he noticed that someone was secretly observing him at least three times to detect his Fahai.

Xue Tong glanced at the half-open teak door, stood up and moved around.

"This senior bids 30,000 yuan." Fan Ruyu smiled like a flower, her emotions not affected at all.

At the same time, a faint yellow light added another restriction around the dragon grass.

When the two gatekeepers saw Xue Tong intending to leave, their sluggish expressions did not change. It was normal to leave midway. Once the auction smelled of gunpowder, it was common for the timid to leave first.

Xue Tong achieved his goal and did not want to get involved in unnecessary disputes. The moment he walked out of the door, Fan Ruyu's sweet voice came to his ears: "Thirty-two thousand for the second time..."

His vigilant consciousness told him that the two people who were peeping in the dark had also gotten up and followed him.

The sky is already dark, Xue Tong leads the chrysanthemum green, and rides the horse at a gallop. Who knows whether Wang Laoliu and Guo Laogui will fight each other, or join forces to sing a drama of gangsters and gangsters? Blood Sword Sect's blatant poaching is too shameless , he wished that Wang Guo and that Zhao could work together to steal the Dragon Grass!

Two fast horses chased after him.

Xue Tong's chrysanthemum green feet were walking at a normal pace, the mountain road was getting narrower and narrower, and the sound of horse hooves behind him was getting closer and closer. Xue Tong jumped into the air and started flying with the kite shadow technique.

Xue Tong was relieved when he saw that the two of them were not very fast. The opponent was not strong enough, so there was no need to prepare for the worst and use the Cloud Control Talisman. He was determined to consume more of the opponent's mana and escape in a leisurely manner.

Xue Tong didn't want to run away. He already had the intention of killing people. He thought that these two people were plotting something wrong and he couldn't blame himself for losing his life.

Xue Tong ran twenty miles in one breath, stopped, took out the Shen Tieju, and faced the two chasing men and asked coldly: "You two are chasing me so hard, I don't know what your intention is?"

One is tall and the other is short, the tall Qiu Wei is a late-stage martial artist, and the short Gu Peng is a mid-stage martial artist. Qiu Wei pointed at Xue Tong and said with a slanted mouth: "You don't have to ask questions knowingly. Leave everything behind and get out. Maybe you can save your life."

"The most I can do is let him die more comfortably!" Gu Peng disagreed. He cursed angrily: "How dare you fucking run away and make me tired to death. But this place is very nice and remote. You will die in this god's place." Without anyone noticing, no one will know.”

Xue Tong frowned and said, "In addition to poaching and harvesting, your Blood Sword Sect also robs and kills?"

"Who said we are from the Blood Sword Sect?" Qiu Wei refused to admit it.

"Brother Qiu, it's okay to talk to the dead. So what if I'm from the Blood Sword Sect? Today is your day of death!" Gu Peng said unscrupulously.

Xue Tong smiled slightly: "Really? It's hard to say who will live and who will die."

"Very good, very good, then you can go on your way with peace of mind!"

After Qiu Wei finished speaking, he let out a low shout and fired several fireballs from his palms in a row. Gu Peng held a thick iron chain and swung it at them.

The two of them didn't take Xue Tong seriously at all, thinking that a painless attack would be enough to capture him.

Xue Tongyuan avoided the string of fireballs as soon as he activated his shadow technique. He did not move to the other side, but rushed towards the side sealed by Gu Peng. The heavy iron sword in his hand was violently smashed out, and in an instant he screamed and burst out. Qingguang and Gangfeng knocked away Gu Peng's life-threatening chain, and directly poked Gu Peng's right shoulder and arm away from his body, even his chest was open and exposed.

Gu Peng was so seriously injured that his consciousness suddenly blurred, and Xue Tong's cold voice came to his ears, "You don't know whether to live or die!"

Gu Peng's Adam's apple moved twice, and the world in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The soul floated out and fell into Gray Dot's mouth.

Xue Tong had no intention of absorbing people's soul. That was something only devils would do, but he suffered from Hui Dian's uncontrollable behavior.

The sudden change completely shocked Qiu Wei. He swallowed his saliva. He had the impression that Gu Peng was quite a capable person.

The light black ghost head, Xue Tong's ghost fist.

Hearing the sound, Qiu Wei knew that the punch was difficult to resist. He changed his position and tried to avoid it. Unexpectedly, he twisted his head, changed direction and rushed forward.

Qiu Wei had a look of panic on his face, and there was a wooden sign with inscriptions in his hand. The wooden sign grew in the wind and was shaped like a wooden shield to protect him.

The Blackwood Token is his most trusted protective weapon, and has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in more than a dozen battles.

The ghost's head hit the black wooden shield, making a dull sound. Qiu Wei flew out with his shield, and Teng Teng took a few steps back to barely stand still, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The cracks on the black wooden shield were like spider webs.

If it weren't for Guitou's change of direction, which reduced his strength by more than half, it would be expected that the black wooden shield would break into pieces.

"Who are you, hiding your aura?" Qiu Wei asked, opening his "blood mouth" full of blood.

"Why am I concealing my aura? Do you think you will be able to defeat me in the middle stage of martial arts?" Xue Tong sneered.

"Fellow Taoist has not lost anything. Qiu is willing to keep all his belongings and swear a blood martial oath not to reveal this matter. After all, I am a member of the Blood Sword Sect. Killing me will be detrimental to fellow Taoist." Qiu Wei was eager to survive. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still begged for mercy.

"Things that belong to you are mine after you die. It's too annoying to swear. You are so self-righteous that you act like a bird when you are about to die."

"Then you won't survive either!" A strange smile appeared on Qiu Wei's face, and a goose egg-sized explosive bomb ejected, rose into the sky, and exploded into a bloody flame.

Blood Sword Sect fire signal bomb, emergency distress signal bomb.

Xue Tong's expression changed, and a lightning strike blew up the black wooden shield and Qiu Wei into pieces. He picked up Qiu Gu's storage bag and crushed the cloud control talisman given by Wei Geng in the past.

The late warrior-level escape speed the day after tomorrow!

Fifty miles later, Xue Tong calmed his breathing and took big steps. The galloping mana was flowing smoothly throughout his body. With the help of the brute force of the Nightmare Bone Art, he shot through the rocks and ravines faster than the third level of the Kite Shadow Technique. Escape with speed.

He ran for more than three hours. It wasn't until his mana dropped to a dangerous 30% that he stopped.

Xue Tong hid in a secret place and performed the Bone Jue to restore his physical strength. He also held a medium-grade spiritual stone in his hand and used the Three Yuan Jue to restore his mana...

He continued to go north until he was seven or eight hundred miles deep into Hongzhou, and then he completely let go of his worries.

Little did he know that the auction in Songpo Town would eventually turn into a big show of gangsterism. Guo Laogui took a picture of Long Yancao, and warriors named Zhao and Wang Laoliu swarmed up when it was delivered. Several martial arts disciples in the joint hall grabbed it. Under the Lingcao, he wounded the masters of Dayuemen and Blood Sword Sect watching the scene, and robbed all the materials in the warehouse that were to be transported back to Sword Sect.

It took more than an hour before someone arrived at the location where the fire bomb was launched. Apart from collecting the bodies of Qiu Wei and Gu Peng, there was no way to trace them.

The deaths of Qiu Gu and his two men were naturally blamed on Wang Laoliu and his gang.



A cave in a barren mountain.

Xue Tong finished decorating the warning signs outside the cave, lit a bonfire, and grilled the dragon-toothed rabbit meat until it was fragrant. While he ate it happily, he looked through the "A Brief Map of Hongzhou" and the "Illustrated Book of Spiritual Materials."

He greatly deviated from the originally planned route. This area is located to the east of Hongzhou and is mostly woodland and water pools.

Three days later, they arrived at a low-lying area, which was wet and muddy, with tall grass growing several feet high. A fishy smell.

He quietly approached. Twenty feet away, eight or nine water rats were gnawing in a shallow pool. Each one weighed thirty or forty pounds. They stretched out their long mouths and used their giant teeth to dig out grass stems and lotus roots, and rolled them in. In the mouth. Xue Tong had no intention of hunting ordinary rat meat and wanted to leave. Suddenly he noticed another aura lurking nearby, which caused a slight fluctuation in the sea of ​​​​fa.

A large mud-yellow lizard suddenly jumped up, bit a water rat, and chewed it for a few times. The poor rat only screamed half a sound before it fell into pieces and fell into the lizard's belly. The rats squeaked and screamed, but it was like Suffering from the evil spell, he collapsed to the ground, trembling and unable to move.

The big lizard swallowed three in a row, as if it also felt Xue Tong's presence, turned around and crawled towards Xue Tong's hiding place.

The big lizard was more than two feet long. The rough yellow skin on its back was pitted with pits. Its gray-white eyes held a hint of evil. After a few scratches on the muddy ground with its wide four legs, it rushed to Xue Tong, spit out its tongue, and opened its mouth to bite.

"The monster lizard in the late martial arts stage!"

Xue Tong sank the iron sword and stabbed it straight into the throat of the monster lizard. The monster lizard scratched its forefoot and tried to pry open the steel fork. , the giant tail swept across, Xue Tong Tieju flipped over, and hit the lizard's tail hard.

With a muffled sound, the demon lizard broke its tailbone and roared to the sky in pain.

The monster lizard opened its rancid mouth and sprayed out a faint green poisonous mist. Xue Tong created a thick curtain of water, wrapped the poisonous mist, and rolled it away.