"Who are you?" Ye Long glanced at the man. He was wearing a cassock, with a shiny head, and he was obviously a monk.
But he was holding a bloody knife, which was neither fish nor fowl, and was embarrassing.
Although Ye Long didn't believe in Buddhism, he didn't hate it either. Seeing this man embarrass the Buddha in such a way, he had to practice Buddhism on behalf of the Buddha.
"My master is the ancestor of the Blood Knife Clan, the ancestor of the Blood Knife Clan. What qualifications do you have for a scum like you to know? If you still want to meddle in other people's business, kneel down quickly, kowtow a few times, and kill yourself." A disciple of the Blood Knife Clan. Baoxiang pointed at Ye Long's nose and said.
"It turns out to be the Blood Knife Ancestor." Ye Long was surprised. It turned out to be this evil monk. In the original work of Liancheng Jue, it was because his master Mei Niansheng suffered too much internal energy loss after the battle with the Blood Knife Ancestor. Then Mei Nian Only Sheng's three apprentices had an opportunity. In the end, Mei Niansheng's life and death...
It's just that the ancestor of the Blood Sword didn't stay in the early Qing Dynasty, so why did he go to Wuliang Mountain in the Northern Song Dynasty...
But it didn't matter. If the death of his master Mei Niansheng was related to the Blood Knife Ancestor, he wouldn't mind dethroning the Blood Knife Ancestor.
The most important thing right now is to capture the Blood Sword Ancestor first.
"You know my master's name, so get out of here and don't meddle in other people's business." The disciple of the Blood Knife Sect looked at Ye Long with a stern look on his face.
Ye Long sneered and ignored him. He was not worthy of taking action against such a little guy. After taking care of the Blood Knife Patriarch, the remaining Blood Knife Sect disciples still didn’t kneel down and sing Conquer.
He used the Lingbo Microstep, and his whole body became ethereal. His figure changed extremely quickly. Coupled with the Star Chasing Moon Shoes, Ye Long could be said to appear in front of the Blood Knife Ancestor in an instant.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's face was solemn, and he quickly drew out his sword, slashing at Ye Long with the blood-red sword light!
The Blood Sword Classic is not a rubbish external sword skill. It is actually very powerful, with sinister and vicious moves and thick blood.
Facing the cold blade of the Blood Knife Ancestor, Ye Long could have resisted, but he didn't. He wanted to see how fast Lingbo Weibu was in actual combat.
With a movement of his body, he dodged the blow from the Blood Knife Ancestor. His figure appeared on the left side of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and then punched out.
The ancestor of the Blood Knife's face changed drastically, and he quickly put away the knife. With a move of his wrist, the long knife slashed at Ye Long.
"Dang." There was a loud noise, and Ye Long's fist hit the blood knife ancestor's sword.
The Blood Knife Ancestor took a few steps back under the shock of internal force, but quickly stabilized his body.
Before he could take action, Ye Long's figure was erratic, moving forward and back, up and down, making it impossible to tell where he would appear next.
The Blood Knife Ancestor is a top-notch master, but in the hands of Ye Long, he has never felt so aggrieved! This speed is too fast, I can't hit it at all.
He could only be forced to use the sword. He used the blood sword with great skill, but what he hit was only the afterimage of Ye Long.
If this continues, he will definitely be defeated. Just the internal energy consumption has been consumed by him, and cold sweat is streaming down the face of the Blood Knife Ancestor.
You must know that every time he swings a knife, it consumes a lot of internal energy. After all the internal energy is consumed, he has only the strength left. He probably can't kill a cow. After all, he is old...
Although the Blood Knife Sutra is strong, the Blood Knife Ancestor's movement is too slow and his sword is tricky, but his speed cannot be compared with Ye Long, so he can only be beaten passively.
Soon the Blood Knife Ancestor was hit by Ye Long several times, and his true energy became somewhat disordered.
The only ones who could clearly see Ye Long's figure in the field were Duan Yanqing, Yue Buqun, and the old man watching the show on the other side.
"Oh my God, boss, he has become so strong." Yue Laosan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva as he looked at Ye Long, who was suppressing the Blood Sword Ancestor and beating him.
"Are you ready for Sadu Qingfeng... These people are of great use to the princess. They must be controlled and brought back to Xixia." Duan Yanqing said, his tone was hoarse, his voice was broken, and it was extremely unpleasant.
"Boss, it's already sprinkled. The baby won't cry...Mom will find you a rich family tonight..." Ye Erniang said, and then coaxed the noisy baby in her arms.
"I thought the Blood Knife Ancestor was so powerful, but it's nothing more than that." Ye Long said disdainfully, then moved his figure, came behind the Blood Knife Ancestor, and clapped out with one palm.
This time Ye Long did not hold back, but used 80% of his strength.
"Poof!" The Blood Knife Ancestor was swatted away by Ye Long, spitting blood from his mouth.
He felt so embarrassed. He fought with him for dozens of rounds, but he didn't even touch the corner of the man's clothes. Instead, he was knocked down with a heavy hand and a slap.
Although he didn't use the Blood Knife Technique, there was no need for it. Even if the Blood Knife Sutra and the Blood Knife Technique were very strong, it would be of no use... This was a true strength gap.
"I admit defeat, I wonder who you are! The skills of a superb master like you cannot be unknown in the world." The Blood Knife Ancestor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then asked in a deep voice. When he first challenged Mei Niansheng, Mei Niansheng was not that powerful. They were both super masters, but this Dragon Lord was much stronger than Mei Niansheng.
The people watching the battle were in an uproar. The ancestor of the first-class Blood Sword was defeated! Doesn't it mean that this Dragon Lord is stronger than Qiao Feng and Guo Jing! A super master...
Zhong Ling's face was flushed with excitement, and she wished she could throw herself into Ye Long's arms and bear his violent output again. Seriously, I'm wet...
Zhao Min, the future little witch, is more energetic than Yue Buqun's daughter, but her situation doesn't seem to be much better than Zhong Ling's.
Only Mu Wanqing was relatively calm, but her beautiful eyes were also brilliant, and there seemed to be only the shadow of Ye Long in her eyes.
"Didn't I just say that, Xiaoyao Long, Dragon Lord." Ye Long said calmly.
"Dragon Lord? I have never heard of it." The Blood Knife Ancestor frowned slightly.
I've never heard of this person. Could it be that he uses a pseudonym?
"Is your Excellency related to the Purple Shirt Dragon King?" asked the Blood Knife Ancestor.
There seems to be a real relationship between a Dragon King and a Dragon Lord.
"Guess." Ye Long touched his nose and did not explain.
It's up to them what they think, since they didn't say anything anyway.
The ancestor of the Blood Knife looked gloomy. Could it be that this man was the husband the Purple Shirt Dragon King was looking for? After escaping this disaster, he would have to ask clearly what happened here. She belongs to the same camp, her purple-shirted dragon king's concubine, why is it hindering him from doing things.
Duan Yanqing frowned. A few months ago, he and Ye Long had an internal battle and both were injured. Ye Long was even more seriously injured than him.
But a few months later, he couldn't see through this person anymore.
As for the Blood Knife Ancestor, although he was confident that he could defeat him, it would not be that simple.
When he first faced off against Ye Long, he knew that there was a big gap between him and some masters, so in the past few months, he had devoted himself to training, and his cultivation had finally taken a step forward, half-stepping into the ranks of super-first-class masters.
Even though he was half a step ahead, he couldn't defeat the Blood Knife Ancestor so easily. Seeing this person who calls himself Dragon Lord, he must be a super master.
And the Blood Knife Ancestor who just fought against Ye Long has already said that this person is a super master (a super first-class master)! And it has something to do with the Purple Shirt Dragon King, the four great Dharma kings of Mingjiao.
He once suspected that Ye Long was Qiao Feng, but it was not the case. Qiao Feng was still outside Yanmen Pass, resisting the Liao, Jin and Xixia armies.
"You all, kneel down and sing Conquer." Ye Long raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at the Blood Knife Ancestor and his two disciples.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's expression paused and he knelt down? What are you singing about? conquer? What the hell is that?
Children, there are too many question marks.
Ye Long briefly told the lyrics of Conquest to the Blood Knife Ancestor and others.
"..." After hearing Ye Long's explanation, the Blood Knife Ancestor's face turned ugly. He was greeted by Ye Long a hundred times in his heart. This was a naked humiliation.
The people around him also twitched their faces. This move was cruel, even more cruel than killing the Blood Knife Ancestor. If he knelt down and sang Conquer, how could this Blood Knife Ancestor and the Blood Knife Sect still be around in the world.
But no one sympathizes with them. The Blood Knife Sect does all kinds of evil, and its members are all heinous and lewd monks. This Blood Knife Sect should be severely punished.
"Kneel down and sing conquest." Ye Long's expression turned hateful. The murderous aura accumulated over the years on the battlefield swarmed in and enveloped the Blood Knife Ancestor.
"I..." The Blood Knife Ancestor's expression froze, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. What a murderous aura!
"Kneel down!" Ye Long shouted coldly again, murderous intent bursting out.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's body trembled, and he quickly knelt down with a pop.
He was afraid, this Dragon Lord might really kill him! The imminent murderous intent gave him fear, and he did not have this fear even when facing the greatest master of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the Butcher.
The murderous aura of the butcher comes from killing pigs, but this Dragon Lord...that murderous aura contains blood, and it comes from killing people.
Seeing his master kneeling down, Blood Knife disciples Baoxiang and Shanyong also quickly knelt down.
"Sing." Ye Long showed an evil smile on his lips.
The Blood Knife Ancestor gritted his teeth and looked as if he was ready to die.
"I am conquered by you like this, cutting off all escape routes. My mood is strong, but my decision is confused. I am conquered by you like this..." Repeated endlessly.
The people around him covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.
This Dragon Lord is so inhuman... But why is he so happy in his heart.
This Blood Sword Ancestor deserves it.
"Boss... This, this, this, we are also evil people. We don't want to sing conquest..." Yue Laosan trembled. If he was asked to kneel down and sing this conquest, he would never sing it even if he died... The point is, he is afraid of death.
Duan Yanqing glared at Yue Laosan with an indescribable sternness in his eyes, but there was still a hint of trembling in his eyes. He was also afraid.
"Grandpa, this Dragon Lord is so interesting." A girl said to the old man next to her.
I saw her face with an oval face and a slightly round chin. She looked extremely bright, smart and cute, and her big bright and clear eyes were staring at Ye Long.
"I guess they are young people, like the older generation of high-status masters, who would not do such pranks." The old man looked at Ye Long with a kind face and looked at Ye Long with great interest, as if he was looking at his grandson-in-law.
The girl's eyes lit up, young man, is there such a powerful young man?
"Tinker Bell, how about Grandpa finding you a husband?" the old man said excitedly, holding his hands down.
"Not at all...Grandpa is not talking about this Dragon Lord, right?" Tinkerbell's beautiful eyes widened, looking incredulous.
"What's so good about Ye Long? The sky is high and the emperor is far away..." The old man rolled his eyes.
"Grandpa... what are you talking about? I'm just curious and want to see how Ye Long can survive under the leadership of the world." Tinker Bell said coquettishly. After hearing what Grandpa meant, she seemed to be rushing to marry Ye Long. She is just curious! It's curiosity.
"I think this Dragon Lord is very good." The old man curled his lips and muttered softly.
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"Enough is enough! Get out of here." Ye Long waved his hand, unwilling to listen any more. He would just torture them. If he listened to these ferocious men singing for half an hour, Ye Long would probably vomit. If it were Meimei, Ye Long would be happy to listen to her for a few nights.
The Blood Knife Ancestor quickly got up and ran away.
He doesn't dare to stay any longer, it's such a shame!
Seeing the miserable appearance of the three Blood Knife Ancestors, everyone felt happy.
In fact, he wanted to keep the Blood Sword Ancestor. After all, his master died under strange circumstances. This Blood Sword Ancestor came out and had a battle with his master, so he might know something.
But with so many people watching, it was hard for him to ask anything. Anyway, the Blood Knife Ancestor was in Wuliang Mountain. If he wanted to leave, he could just let Amber catch him.
"Do you have any objections to me taking them away?" After the Blood Knife Ancestor and others fled, Ye Long looked at the four evil men. To be precise, he was looking at Duan Yanqing.
"Hmph." Duan Yanqing snorted coldly, and suddenly took out the crutch in his hand, and an inner energy hit Ye Long.
Ye Long stands with his hands behind his back, his long hair is windless, and a one-foot wall of Qi appears around his body, which is actually Beiming Qi and Jiuyang Qi.
Duan Yanqing's inner energy shot onto the wall of energy, but it didn't make any waves.
His pupils shrank sharply, he had a yang finger! Unexpectedly, he couldn't even break through the opponent's Qi wall... This level of internal strength was no match for the Princess of Xixia.
"Don't humiliate yourself. I'll take these people away." Ye Long glanced at Duan Yanqing. If he couldn't break up with Li Qiu Shui now, he wouldn't mind directly destroying these four villains.
"Follow me." Ye Long waved his hand, leaving a handsome figure on his back.
Ling'er hugged Ye Long's arm with an adoring look on her face. Zhao Min also waved to Ah Da and the others, and followed Ye Long with an adoring look on his face.
Not far away, Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, who were lying seriously injured, quickly came over.
As for Mu Wanqing, she was also hesitant and finally left with Ye Long.
"Where are you going? Did I let you go?" At this moment, a cold shout came.
Ye Long stopped and looked back, only to find a young man following him.
The young man is handsome and has a gentlemanly demeanor.
"Why are you following me?" Ye Long frowned slightly, he didn't recognize this man.
However, Ye Long took a few more glances at the hesitant woman behind the man.
This is a beautiful woman in white, with a beautiful face and soft skin.
Wearing a long white gauze dress, if it weren't for the red flower on her temples and a scarlet ribbon around her waist, it would almost look like she was in mourning. On the red ribbon was a long sword with a white scabbard.
This beautiful woman looks delicate and delicate, but gives the impression that she is delicate, elegant, dignified and generous.
