Ji Dao Village is at the far corner of the island.
They are basically very simple thatched houses, with only a few scattered houses flickering with weak candlelight.
Surrounded by rocks and undercurrents, there was no possibility of escape.
Scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he could see that the people in the thatched house were all wearing very dirty linen clothes, and most of them were yellow-faced and skinny.
When they looked at the fairyland-like palace, their eyes were full of fear and resentment. Some of the believers in the gods even knelt down and prayed continuously.
Ye Fan listened and prayed not to become a consumable for the sacrificial knife, but to leave here alive to reunite with his family.
Can.
Where are the gods?
They cannot hear the prayers of believers, cannot see the Blood Sword Sect that has done countless evil things, and they will not issue divine punishment.
No matter in the world of immortality or the secular world, the only one you can believe in is yourself.
"Let's go."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Go and meet the Wu family father and son."
"Um!"
Dongfang Yuan nodded heavily.
Ye Fan took a look at the golden barrier that was upside down like a rice bowl in the dark night, and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Even if their group did not enter the formation in advance.
He had at least thirty ways to break this defensive formation, and it was really full of loopholes.
No hidden tracks.
Ye Fan took the Oriental Kite and flew in the air so arrogantly. Many disciples saw these two rainbows, but... they didn't take them seriously.
They never imagined that the enemy they needed to guard against had already arrived inside the formation and was flying overhead.
According to the information obtained by Dongfang Yuan.
There are only two Yuanying realms in the sect, namely Wu Dahai and Wu Wang, father and son. The father is in the early stage of Yuanying, and the son is likely to be in the middle stage of Yuanying.
As for the head's wife, Zhao Xiang, it is said that she was in the Golden Core realm in her early years, but fell to the peak of foundation building due to injury. However, she is good at the art of bewitchment, and it is not a problem to fight against ordinary Golden Cores.
As for the other foundation-building deacons and qi-refining disciples, they can be completely ignored. Together they are not worth a golden elixir realm.
…
Main hall.
Wu Dahai, who was calm and self-confident, sat on the golden dragon chair at the highest point of the hall, and ordered one after another from his mouth.
Just half an hour.
Wu Dahai looked tired.
Managing a sect is actually very tiring. Every day when you wake up, you see thousands of people eating, drinking and eating, especially now that there is a huge enemy.
Good thing.
There is Qin Yun, the daughter of the great elder of Penglai Immortal Palace.
With this trump card, there is no fear that Penglai Immortal Palace will not send people.
"Go and find two young girls and young men. I want to practice blood knife skills."
Wu Dahai sat cross-legged on the dragon chair and told the elders of the outer sect who were serving beside him: "Don't sacrifice to the trash from Dao Village, choose from the Qi Refining disciples."
"Yes, Master."
The elder of the outer sect is a middle-aged man in his forties. His realm is at the peak of foundation building. He is not surprised at all by the leader's request. He has long been accustomed to it.
This is the Blood Knife Sect.
Today you sacrifice a sword with a mortal, or practice blood sword skills, and tomorrow you practice with the blood of your disciples.
If you don't want to die.
You can only practice hard and work hard to climb up.
As soon as the outer elder came out of the hall, he saw a strange man and woman walking towards him.
He frowned and was about to ask who they were when a white light flashed before his eyes and their heads fell to the ground.
"who!"
Wu Dahai suddenly opened his eyes and stared in the direction of the door.
"your dad."
"!!!"
These two simple words instantly ignited Wu Dahai's anger, and he recognized the voice.
"It's you!"
Wu Dahai's eyes were about to burst.
"That's right."
Ye Fan stepped in and nodded calmly: "It's your father and me."
"presumptuous!!!"
Wu Dahai smashed the armrest of the dragon chair with one palm, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Almost instantly, a bloody giant sword exuding a strong evil spirit fell three inches in front of Ye Fan's forehead.
Wu Dahai looked ferocious: "Die!"
Ye Fan put his hands behind his back.
Not to mention retreating, he didn't even think about blocking it.
Wu Dahai only heard a crisp sound of 'ding', and it was a seemingly ordinary iron sword that blocked his bloody slash.
"How can it be!"
Wu Dahai's pupils shrank.
Blood knife slash is one of the killing moves of blood knife technique.
After consuming one-third of the spiritual energy in the body, the body of the man and the sword merged to rush forward quickly. The force of this slash was enough to severely injure fellow monks!
Any monk who doesn't know the details of the Blood Knife Sect will most likely be tricked. Could it be...
"you guessed right."
Ye Fan nodded and said: "I know about Blood Knife Slash, and I also know that Blood Knife Slash has a huge disadvantage, that is, the back cannot be defended."
Oops!
Wu Dahai's expression changed drastically.
But at this moment it was too late to draw the knife and leave, so I could only abandon the knife and dodge sideways.
"puff--"
A sword intent slashed out of thin air.
Wu Dahai howled miserably, and his entire right arm fell to the ground with a loud splash, dripping with blood.
"As expected of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect, he is so powerful."
After Ye Fan sighed, he snapped his fingers again: "Go!"
Wu Dahai suddenly felt something was not good.
There are helpers! ?
No.
Except for the foundation-building female cultivator.
There was no one around the young man. Could it be that he was deceiving?
When Wu Dahai was on alert, he saw a blood-red oil-paper umbrella and a black bronze tripod suddenly appear.
Every piece exudes the aura of Wu Dahai's heart palpitations.
"This is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a spiritual treasure that creates consciousness!"
Wu Dahai's face was gloomy. If the iron sword just now was included, the young man who killed the three elders of the Blood Knife Sect had at least three spiritual treasures.
If the one that was attacked from behind and broke his arm just now was also a spiritual treasure, then there would be four.
Even the Sons of God and Saints of the Three Holy Lands have never had so many spiritual treasures. Who is this young man in front of me?
Wu Dahai covered the wound on his broken arm and said solemnly: "Who are you?"
"your dad."
"..."
Wu Dahai was so angry that his face twitched.
But he knew that the young man in front of him probably had a good background. He suppressed his anger and said: "Fellow Taoist, the Blood Knife Sect is a vassal of Penglai Immortal Palace. For hundreds of years, he has guarded the demon clan's spiritual palace for the human race and made countless contributions. You kill The three elders in my sect have also sealed the Blood Sword Sect, aren’t they afraid that Penglai Immortal Palace will blame them?”
Ye Fan looked at Qianqiuding with a strange expression.
I don’t know if the first ancestor was afraid of being blamed when he snatched the saint from Penglai Immortal Palace back to Jade Girl Temple.
Probably not.
After all, there is only one sin in the world of immortality, and its name is weakness.
Ye Fan didn't speak anymore, turned around and left the hall, and closed the door of the hall thoughtfully. The inside and outside of the door suddenly became two worlds.
"Master, won't you help?" Dongfang Yuan asked in surprise.
"Need not."
Ye Fan shook his head.
Qingfeng Sword Master kills.
Soul-Souling Umbrella provides support.
Xueyue Sword makes a sneak attack.
Even the most useless Qianqiu Cauldron, the interior of the cauldron is a self-contained space, which is more than enough to cover the main hall, which is equivalent to limiting the battlefield to the cauldron.
This is a battle without suspense.
help?
What a joke.
That’s a distrust of our seniors!
After all, Ye Fan had more important things to do, such as Wu Wang, who sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations coming quickly.
"Who are you? You dare to act wild in my Blood Knife Sect!"
"Your grandpa."
"..."
