God level swordsman

Chapter 183 Blood Son 1
Uncle Hou was extremely arrogant, and together with Tang Hui's disciples and followers from various forces in Xujiao County, there were almost 100 people.Although most people's strength is not high, but together they are an extremely powerful force.

Tang Hui and more than a dozen Yaoguang Peak disciples, the worst ones were all in Neigang. Even if they looked down on the Jianghu forces in Xujiao County, wouldn't they even look down on the disciples of the Nandou Sword Sect?

A look of madness flickered in Hou Bo's eyes, and his whole body was full of blood. As he was running, he could faintly hear the roar of dragons and tigers.

The majestic Gang Qi formed sharp blades, which were stimulated like a violent storm.

At the same time, he punched out, and a cyan tiger opened its mouth wide and bit down.

Wang Qingyu frowned slightly, feeling an irresistible sense of oppression for no reason. He raised his hand horizontally in front of him, and slashed out several cyan-colored blade lights in succession. A broad blade.

In an instant, the ghostly aura overturned and collided with the green tiger condensed by the gang wind.

Roar,
The roar of the tiger was deafening, and the green tiger swallowed up the sword glow in one gulp, and then rushed towards Wang Qingyu's chest without stopping.

"Turn the world upside down!" Wang Qingyu's eyes flashed, his legs sank slightly, he was actually hanging upside down in the air with the strength of his body, kicked his feet fiercely in the air and then moved out, avoiding this fatal attack.

"It's too slow." Hou Bo snorted softly, disappeared in place, and appeared behind Wang Qingyu in an instant, punching him down.

boom,
Wang Qingyu fell straight down and hit the ground heavily.

"Die." Hou Bo moved sideways again, the wind of his fist was like a vast river, and the Dragon King turned over in the water, disturbing the situation.

Just at this time, a sword came to the west, flashing like a shooting star.

Ho Bo had a warning in his heart. The fist in his hand had already retreated three points, and then his body shifted to the right, and a long sword flashing with lightning flew past his shoulder.

hiss.

Crackling lightning danced wantonly, Uncle Hou's face went numb, and he hurriedly retreated to Zhongcheng and the others.

The Yuquan Sword flew back upside down and was held in Zhao Tai's hand.He supported Wang Qingyu, and looked ahead calmly.

Just now, the aura unleashed by Uncle Hou's punch casually injured dozens of ordinary martial arts masters. Then he pressed harder and almost killed Wang Qingyu with one punch. His strength was simply appalling.

Even Yu Leijian only forced the opponent back, no matter in terms of speed or strength, Hou Bo, who was a level higher, was somewhat stronger than him.

More importantly, Hou Bo's fighting consciousness is far beyond that of ordinary people, so Zhao Tai can't help but feel the familiar feeling of going back to his previous life to kill and challenge heroes with his sword.

Judging from the current situation, the four blood sons have already made his blood boil.

"Oh? There is actually a disciple of Nandou Sword Sect who is quite strong. You use the divine sword to control thunder, but there are not many young people in Yaoguangfeng who can control thunder." Hou Bo stood with his hands behind his back, the anger in his eyes flashed away.

Damn it, he was almost hit by the Yulei Sword, if so, he should be able to see that he dodged just now quite embarrassingly.

It's a shame.

If the matter was reported back to the Blood King Sect, even if the sect did not replace him, the Young Master Xue Li would not easily spare him.

"Are you all right? Boss Wang." Zhao Tai asked Wang Qingyu with concern without even looking at him.

Wang Qingyu coughed up blood, and said with a wry smile: "No serious problem, it will be fine after a while. It's just now."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Zhao Tai looked up at the dark cloud-covered, gloomy sky that could ooze water, and grinned.

"Leave it to you? What a big tone, let's go together, and it will save the four of us a lot of useless hands and feet." Hou Bo was a little annoyed when he saw Zhao Tai being so arrogant, and dared to treat them with this attitude, except for the young suzerain Except for Xue Li, there were not many people in the Blood King Sect, even the elders were respectful when they saw them.

Does a disciple of the Nandou Sword Sect think that the world is invincible because he knows how to use the Yulei Sword?
For the four of them, dealing with these chickens and dogs is not too easy.

"Be careful." Wang Qingyu instructed with a solemn expression.

"Ah."

Zhao Tai nodded slightly, looked up at the sky, put away the Yuquan sword, and rushed towards Uncle Hou with his bare hands.

"I don't know what it means, but someone who uses a sword even puts away his sword. Does he look down on us?" Zhong Cheng stopped the others and greeted them with a roar.He clapped his palms continuously, and the power of Qianshan Ziqinghu's bloodline in his body burst out like thunder.

The Blood King Sect has been devoting itself to the study of monsters, and the faction migrated to the Shiwan Mountain hundreds of years ago.In the past hundred years, under the study of an amazingly talented senior, he successfully integrated the blood power contained in the monster beast into himself, and his physique and strength became the same as that of a monster beast. Coupled with the original blood refining method of the Blood King Sect, the status of the Blood King Sect has recently risen in the magic way, and there is a faint tendency to show itself in the main altar of the Devil Sect.

And the young suzerain of this generation, Xue Li, is even more amazingly talented, successfully fusing the blood of an ancient alien blood sword, the Cyan Purple Tiger, with blood like a dragon, overwhelming the younger generation.If he was born, he might be able to compete with Qin Shaoyou and others.

And because of the status of the four blood sons, the fused monster bloodlines also belonged to ancient pure bloodlines, which made their foundations extremely deep.

The muscles all over Zhong Cheng's body seemed to contain the power to destroy the world, and a pair of fleshy palms shot out streaks of blood, which were extremely fierce.

If this palm hits, even the martial arts master at the peak of Waigang will be shattered into pieces and will end up dead.

Facing this palm, Zhao Tai didn't dodge or dodge, but directly resisted with his palm.

As we all know, Nandou Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the Jianghu, and it is a sect that uses swords. All the disciples in the sect are sword cultivators who are proficient in kendo. It can be said that their strongest weapon is the sword in their hands.

The sword is the symbol of Nandou Sword Sect and their life.

Zhao Tai abandoned the long sword, but met the enemy with the palm of his flesh. Both Wang Qingyu and Xiang Yu found it incredible.

Tang Hui looked forward in doubt, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that those gossips are true? Apart from getting the inheritance from Elder Hao Yuquan, Elder Zhao has other opportunities."

Just as everyone was thinking wildly, their palms collided.

boom.

The blood energy lingering around Zhongcheng disintegrated in an instant, and a domineering aura traversed the sky. The wild beasts in the mountains and forests within a few miles were scared to the ground, trembling, as if seeing a real dragon descending into the world.

The one who felt the deepest was the nearest Zhongcheng, his shoulders trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)