"Dad? It turns out that Senior Shui Dai is here!"

After hearing Shui Sheng's shout of surprise in the temple, although Yang Xingzhou couldn't see clearly what was going on in front of him, he knew it was Shui Dai rushing over.

It's just that Shui Sheng's scream was quite inappropriate. If she hadn't screamed, the Blood Knife Ancestor in the hall might not have taken her as a hostage. But at this time, she even shouted out the word "father", which was a fool.

Know the relationship between her and the visitor.

Sure enough, after hearing Shui Sheng's cry, the Blood Knife Ancestor next to him didn't care to be surprised. He flashed his body and came to Shui Sheng's side. The blood knife in his hand turned into a bloody light, waved it in front of Shui Sheng, and shouted:

"Stay here!"

Shui Sheng only felt a slight chill at the left brow bone. Before his mind could react, he saw hairs falling from his eyes. After a moment, he realized: "This is my eyebrow! The knife that the demon monk just swung,

My eyebrows were shaved off!”

It was already late at night and the lights were dim. Under such circumstances, the blood knife ancestor was able to shave off one of Shui Sheng's eyebrows with the blood knife without damaging his skin. It was really a miraculous skill, especially since he was now one-armed.

One-eyed, more difficult.

Even in a critical situation, Shui Sheng was still horrified: "This demon monk's sword skills are so powerful! Dad may not be better than him!"

At this time, the man with the sword at the door cut off Shan Yong's head with one sword, and the sword light did not stop, and it slashed towards the Holy Truth next to him.

This person's moves were as fast as lightning, and he was also decisive and ruthless. From kicking the door to drawing the sword, he did it all in one go without any hesitation. If he hadn't been deeply cultivated in the Holy Truth and could respond quickly, he might have ended up like Shan Yong.

Just when Shengyi turned around to avoid being slashed with a sword, the voices of the Blood Knife Ancestor and Shui Sheng rang out one after another. The man holding the sword immediately stopped and turned to look in the direction of Shui Sheng: "Sheng'er,

They didn’t do anything to you, did they?”

The person coming is none other than Shui Dai.

In order to find his daughter, he went to the home of Wan Zhenshan, the "Wuyunshou", a senior official in Jingzhou City, and asked Wan Zhenshan to summon people from all over Jingzhou City to help him find Shui Sheng's whereabouts.

It’s just that most people in the city today went to Ling Mansion because of the Liancheng Jue matter. Although Wan Zhenshan is a local leader in Jingzhou, there are not many people available, especially since he pays more attention to the Liancheng Jue treasure than anyone else, so he deliberately

He sent all his disciples and sons to Ling Mansion, preparing to find out the specific information.

As a result, there are fewer people available. Although Shui Dai, the "Water Moon Sword", has a great reputation and is a senior expert that Wan Zhenshan can never afford to offend. Since he has something to ask for, he naturally does not dare to neglect it.

However, due to the lack of manpower at this time, they could only find a few idle servants and a few disciples to go to the city to inquire about information. They seemed to be quite capable of doing the job. As for whether they would offend Shui Dai, they could no longer care.

As for himself, he was completely focused on the treasure of Liancheng Jue, and was even more troubled than Shui Dai.

Just when Shui Dai was angry and about to leave Wanfu, Yang Xingzhou's letter happened to be sent over. After seeing Yang Xingzhou's letter, Shui Dai did not dare to delay. He sneered at Wan Zhenshan and went straight to Jingzhou.

outside the city.

He is a veteran in the martial arts world and has rich experience in fighting enemies. He knows that in order to rescue a hostage, he must resort to thunderbolt means, strike with lightning speed, and use the momentum of a tiger to rescue the hostage. Otherwise, he will fall into a passive position.

.

Therefore, when he ran to the door of the ancient temple that Yang Xingzhou mentioned, he used his light body technique and quietly came to the courtyard. After carefully listening to the conversation inside, he had already confirmed the identities of everyone in the room, and then kicked him

Draw your sword at the door and try to kill the opponent instantly.

Unexpectedly, due to Shui Sheng's shouting, his success failed and he only killed one monk. It was already difficult for him to kill anyone again.

He has rich experience in martial arts. After seeing Shui Sheng clearly, his face showed excitement. He pretended to lose his composure, took two steps forward quickly, and shouted: "Sheng'er, how are you doing now?"

Seeing him approaching, the Blood Knife Ancestor picked up the Blood Knife and placed it on Shui Sheng's neck. He chuckled and said, "If you don't want your daughter to die, you'd better take a few steps back. Otherwise, if the old monk shakes his hand, your daughter will die."

My head immediately fell to the ground!"

Shui Dai looked at the ancestor of the Blood Knife attentively, and saw that the old monk had a pointed head and cut ears, a wrinkled face, and one blind left eye. The sleeve of his left arm was also empty and was tucked around his waist. He only had one right arm to hold it.

He was holding a blood-colored single sword. The single sword was blood-red under the light, as if it had been soaked in blood.

"Are you the Blood Knife Ancestor?"

Shui Dai saw the empty sleeve of the Blood Knife Ancestor's left arm, and thought of what Yang Xingzhou had said before, and was secretly shocked: "Brother Yang said that he cut off one of the Blood Knife Ancestor's arms. I still don't believe it.

I didn’t expect it to be true!”

The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Shui Dai and said with a smile: "Yes, I am the fourth generation master of the Sichuan-Zang Blood Knife Sect, the Blood Knife Ancestor! Who are you?"

His face looked normal, but in fact he was very anxious.

If his arm was intact, he would have to be careful when encountering Shui Dai. Now one of his arms was cut off by Yang Xingzhou. He used a knife with one arm and lacked his left arm for balance. He always felt that something was missing, and his eyes were blinded by Yang Xingzhou.

If he kills one, his strength will be reduced by 50% out of thin air. Under such circumstances, if he faces an expert like Shang Shui Dai, let alone the enemy, he will not have much confidence in escaping.

The long sword in Shui Dai's hand pointed at the ground, and he slowly backed away, looking at the Blood Knife Ancestor curiously: "Little brother Yang Xingzhou, he said that he once chopped off one of your arms, how come you are also blind in one eye?"

The last thing the Blood Knife Ancestor heard at this time was the word "Yang Xingzhou". Hearing this, a burst of anger rushed from the soles of his feet to the top door, and cursed: "Fuck, do you know Yang Xingzhou? He said he cut off my left arm.

Come down? Didn’t he say that he also poked my left eye blind? Okay, okay, you know Yang Xingzhou, right? My ancestor is going to cut off your daughter’s arm and poke your daughter’s eye out now!”

As he spoke, he raised the bloody knife in his hand and was about to cut off Shui Sheng's left arm.

Shui Sheng trembled in fright, closed her eyes and screamed.

Shui Dai snorted, flashed his long sword, and stabbed Sheng Truth behind him, who was trying to strike secretly. Sheng Truth was startled, and turned sideways to let Shuidai's sudden sword roll across the ground a few times, before jumping out in an instant.

He walked to the temple gate and shouted: "Master, my disciple is going out to practice the Blood Sword Sutra first. After practicing for ten or eight years and mastering it, I will come here to save you!"

The sound gradually faded away and disappeared after a while.

The blood knife that the ancestor of the blood knife slashed suddenly froze in mid-air and cursed: "Damn it, this apprentice is really unreliable!"

He stared at Shui Dai with one eye: "I chopped off your daughter's arm, but you attacked my apprentice! Shui Dai, do you really not want to take care of your daughter's life?"

Shui Dai stared closely at the one eye of the Blood Knife Ancestor and said in a deep voice: "You are a first-class master in the world, and Mr. Shui's skills are not bad. But now you are missing an arm and you are blind. You and I are against each other.

, you will definitely die!"

He said slowly: "Mr. Shui always keeps his word. Today you let me go, and I will let you go. When we meet again in the future, we will decide whether we will live or die!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor snorted, and lightly scratched Shui Sheng's neck with the Blood Knife in his hand. A wound was opened immediately, and blood flowed out quickly.

He stuck out his tongue, licked the wound on Shui Sheng's neck a few times, and sneered: "You Central Plains people are not good people! You are all just like Yang Xingzhou, despicable and shameless, how can I trust you?"

He shouted to Shui Dai: "Unless you capture Yang Xingzhou, let's replace each other..."

At this moment, he suddenly felt the golden blade breaking through the wind behind him, and he was startled: "No! Someone is attacking from behind!"

This thought had just come up, and when he was about to dodge, he felt a coldness in his right arm, and one arm was immediately broken at the shoulder level. Before the broken arm fell to the ground, someone reached out and snatched the bloody knife in his hand, and then a familiar sound made him feel

A frightened and angry voice sounded from his side: "This knife is good! Did you come here specifically to give it to me?"
Chapter completed!