I've been a headhunter at Six Doors all these years

Chapter 173 Chapter 169: Blood Knife VS Scimitar
"Stop, who are you?"

Outside the gate of the castle, dozens of disciples of the Blood Knife Sect saw a figure flying in the distance, and all of them couldn't help but draw their knives.

"Go to hell and ask!"

Ling Yun gave a cold cry, and the scimitar came out of its sheath, the dazzling light of the knife flashed away, and dozens of human heads rolled to the ground.

The eyeballs of those heads watched in horror as their headless corpse fell slowly, and they didn't understand until the end of their lives how this knife knocked all their heads off the ground.

Ling Yun dashed into the castle, and countless disciples of the Blood Knife Sect rushed to kill him with knives.

Shouting to kill Zhentian, the light of the sword swept towards Ling Yun like a tide.

"They're all bloody bastards!"

Ling Yun's eyes shot out like two flashes of cold electricity, and he swung the scimitar in his hand, and the fierce light of the knife instantly enveloped the entire castle hall.

There were screams one after another, severed heads and limbs were flying everywhere, and countless corpses fell down!

Xuedaomen is famous for its sword skills.

However, at this moment, in front of Ling Yun's scimitar, the knife in the hands of the Xuedaomen disciples was as fragile as a piece of paper.

In front of Ling Yun's Divine Saber Slash, the light of the swords slashed by the disciples of the Xuedao Sect was instantly swallowed by the unparalleled light of the Divine Saber Slash
In the bedroom, after the Blood Knife Patriarch fed Huang Yue the Indulgence Pill, he smiled lewdly. He wanted to witness Huang Yue's changes with his own eyes.

Watching a chaste girl turn into a slut is a kind of enjoyment for the ancestor of Xuedao.

However, the face of the ancestor of the blood knife suddenly changed!

The sound of killing in the main hall and the endless screams of the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect made the ancestor of the Blood Knife have to suppress the fire of desire in his heart for a while.

"Little beauty, I will come back to deal with you after I kill the invading enemy."

Seeing Huang Yue's blushing cheeks, the ancestor of Xuedao couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of water, and went out.

The ancestor of Xuedao rushed to the main hall, and was stunned by the scene in front of him!

In the entire hall, there were countless corpses lying here and there.

The corpse of the disciple of the Blood Knife Sect!

The only person standing in the hall was a handsome young man in a moon-white shirt.

The young man held a machete in his hand, with a look of disdain on his face.

"You killed all the disciples of my Blood Knife Sect?"

The ancestor of the blood knife stared at this young man with red eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, and the anger in his heart was about to erupt like a volcano!

He had worked so hard to run the Blood Knife Sect for decades, but he didn't expect that he carried the little beauty into the bedroom and before he could do anything, all the hundreds of disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were killed by this young man.

"Are you the Patriarch of the Blood Knife?"

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the number one player in the Liancheng Jue. He was indeed tall, mighty, and physically strong.

"Who are you? Since you recognize this seat, you still don't kowtow to apologize. As long as you kowtow to this seat, this seat will not kill you, but you will be the chief guardian of the Blood Knife Gate, and enjoy all the beauties in the world, how about it?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch stared at Ling Yun with his scarlet eyes, he was persuasive and intimidating at the same time.

Being able to kill all the disciples of his Xuedao sect in such a short time, the ancestor of Xuedao knew how high the martial arts of the young man in front of him was.

Even he might not be able to do it.

Therefore, the Blood Knife Patriarch was not fully sure that he could beat this handsome young man in front of him.

Now, he only hopes that Ling Yun can be intimidated by the reputation of his blood knife ancestor, attracted by the position of the chief guardian, and even more attracted by the last sentence of enjoying all the beauties in the world.

Although it is a blank check, it is indeed very attractive.

It's a pity that this empty promise is not even as good as straw paper to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun sneered and said: "Old Patriarch Xuedao, when you are about to die, you actually persuaded the head catcher to join the Blood Sword Sect. It is ridiculous! The head catcher will ask you again, where did you take Princess Mingyue? As long as you are old Tell me honestly, this head catcher can keep your whole body."

"It turned out to be a small headhunter! Hmph, you actually dare to speak wild words in front of me! Today, I will let you see the bloody disaster!"

The blood knife patriarch's eyes were even redder, like hell demons.

He slowly drew out the blood knife at his waist, the blade flashed red, and blood filled the entire hall!
Ling Yun looked at the bright red blood knife in the hands of the ancestor of the blood knife, and his eyes couldn't help but a hint of excitement rose!
He slightly raised the scimitar in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then let my scimitar show you your blood knife, and see whether your bloody disaster is more powerful or my magic knife is more powerful!"

"Boy, being able to die under the blood knife of this seat is a blessing from your previous life."

"Blood and light disaster!" The ancestor of the blood knife suddenly shouted, and the blood knife in his hand trembled extremely quickly, turning one into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, and thousands into tens of thousands
In an instant, countless blood-colored sword lights shrouded Ling Yun.

The entire hall was shrouded in blood.

The bloody disaster is really shocking!
The blood sword patriarch, who had reached the realm of the eighth-rank master, used his entire life's skills to perform this bloody disaster, and its power was no less than that of the magic knife performed by Ling Yun just now.

Ling Yun's eyes flickered, looking at the bloody knife that devoured all over the sky, his face unexpectedly revealed an expression of excitement!
Shen Dao Zhan can finally meet a real opponent!
It's so boring to always kill your opponent in seconds!
The next moment, Ling Yun's scimitar swung out.

With a single slash, it was like a shocking lightning piercing through the void, and the light of the knife was dazzling.

This knife displayed Ling Yun's lifelong skill.

Together with the true qi of the Nine Suns Divine Art, it shot out in the sword light.

This is an incomparable knife, even more powerful than the knife that killed hundreds of disciples of the Blood Saber Sect just now, enough to cut through everything in the world.

boom--

The sword of blood and light all over the sky intertwined with the shocking lightning strike, making a thunderous sound, blood and white light radiated in the hall.

Two incomparably thick streams of true energy vibrated in the air, rushing away like a tide, shaking the entire hall.

puff~
The ancestor of the blood knife spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back dozens of steps, and just now the pillar knife stabilized his figure.

His clothes were torn all over, and there were countless knife marks on his body, bleeding profusely.

"Divine Sword Slash. Is there such a powerful sword technique in the world?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch looked horrified, and his red eyes dimmed a lot.

He really couldn't believe that the bloody disaster he had exerted all his life was cut into nothingness by Ling Yun's knife.

"The plague of blood and light is really strong!"

Ling Yun put the scimitar back into the black scabbard.

This is his rule, his magic knife only cuts the same person once.

The ancestor of the blood knife is worthy of being a master who has reached the eighth rank of the master. The magic knife that he had just displayed all his life skills not only failed to kill the ancestor of the blood knife, but did not even seriously injure him.

The knife marks on Xuedao's body were all injured by the sword energy of the divine knife. Although the bones were deep, but to the ancestor of Xuedao, this injury was really nothing.

And if Ling Yun hadn't possessed the indestructible power of Vajra, he would have been injured by the blood knife ancestor's bloody disaster knife light.

(End of this chapter)