294: C294 It's Not a Bad Thing

C294 It's Not a Bad Thing

"Ignorant old thing!"

The twelve Blood Cloth Supremes gritted their teeth as they spoke. The sharp swords in their hands trembled slightly and produced a buzzing sound. Then, they shouted in a stern voice:

"It's you, the old bastard, who is adding fuel to the fire behind our backs. No wonder even a trash like Su Yeh dares to provoke our blood robed building."

He slowly raised the sharp sword and pointed it at White Yaksha. The originally cold and slender sword turned blood-red in an instant. It was as if it couldn't be controlled in the next moment. It was as if it wanted to kill someone, and it wouldn't stop until it was dead.

The White Yaksha's eyes were unblinking. A thick killing intent appeared on his aged face. "Today, let me personally break your Sealthroat Fifteen Swords!"

Kill!

The twelve Blood Cloth Supremes roared in anger. Their figures turned into afterimages as they charged forward. Their sharp swords pierced straight towards White Yaksha's throat.

Before the sharp swords arrived, they suddenly transformed into two, and then into four. In merely the blink of an eye, they had transformed into eight sharp swords. Sword shadows flashed in waves, and their killing intent was even more terrifying than the sharp swords.

Obviously, he knew that the person in front of him was White Yaksha. However, he was the White-Robed Protector of the Blood Clothing Tower back then. So, he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent in the slightest, and he executed eight sword strikes as soon as he made a move.

The people watching from afar all revealed looks of surprise when they saw this!

"Is this the Blood Clothing Tower's absolute art? I heard that once the Blood Clothing Tower uses the Fifteenth Slice of the Throat, it will definitely kill people!"

"The Throat Sealing Fifteenth Sword Technique. After eight strikes, each attack is more ruthless than the previous one. When it reaches fifteen strikes, even if it reaches the realm of false cultivation, it will not be able to withstand it. " This old man in white is dead for sure! "

Without waiting for everyone to finish speaking, the eight sharp swords had already pierced the throat of the white yaksha.

The eyes of the White Yaksha shone brightly. At the critical moment, his figure suddenly flickered and his entire body turned into a long white cloth. It was like a long white shadow that could not be caught.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Several crisp sounds were heard. Red sparks were created in the air.

The White Yaksha rolled its body and swept the twelve Blood Robes into the air. Countless dried up palms suddenly stretched out from his wide white sleeves and struck at the twelve Bloody Garment Supremes.

The twelve Blood Cloth Supremes cried out in alarm. The sharp swords in their hands drew a proud arc, and with a whoosh, they turned into twelve swords.

However, the figures of the two parties were simply too fast. They were so fast that even everyone could not see their moves clearly.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Several sounds rang out as the sharp sword and the withered palm collided in midair. Immediately, a bloody mist burst forth.

When everyone saw this, they immediately cried out in alarm.

"The 15 Sealthroat Swords are indeed extraordinary. They have already won!"

"The white-clothed old man has been hit by the sword. He's definitely going to lose. This kind of old man still wants to fight the Blood Cloth Twelve Supremes. He doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

This kind of discussion was common in the Heavenly Sect and Killing Heart Alliance. They also wished that White Yaksha would be killed on the spot and then rush forward. They wanted to shred this arrogant little brother of Su Yeh into a thousand pieces.

"Humph, shut your mouth. What do you know?"

All of a sudden, the Longevity Granny from the Heavenly Sect spoke coldly. She gritted her teeth and said, "The Bloody Clothing Tower has been living a comfortable life all these years. The power of the 15 Sealthroat Swords is much weaker. Vice Alliance Master Xing Tian, today is not a simple day!"

Xing Tian was still sitting in his seat, but his expression had become extremely solemn. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "The Blood Clothing Tower has been living a comfortable life all these years. The power of the 15 Sealthroat Swords is much weaker.

"We came here today to kill people! We are not here to fight according to the rules! " Since our interests are the same, we will join hands to kill the enemy later. "

"Oh? Hehe. Don't tell me that the Killing Heart Alliance isn't afraid of the law enforcement team?" Granny Changsheng asked with a cold smile.

Since the law enforcement team doesn't appear now, it's impossible for them to appear again. The Killing Heart Alliance is determined to obtain Su Yeh's giant cauldron." Xing Tian spoke again.

Although the two of them were talking, their eyes never left the battle in front of them.

The sharp swords in the hands of the twelve Bloody Garment Supremes turned into fourteen sharp swords once again. His body only paused for a moment before he stabbed at the White Yaksha with a loud bang.0

At this moment, he was neither offensive nor defensive. He was ruthless and overbearing.

"Black Voodoo Spell -"

It was also at this moment that White Yaksha turned around. His hands danced as streams of energy gathered together. He had actually used his trump card. Dark witchcraft.

The Black Voodoo Spell had been modified and improved by Su Yeh, and its power was dozens of times stronger than before.

There was a loud crash on the battlefield, and the ground seemed to have been shattered. A wave of sand and dust rose up, completely blocking the figures of the two fighters.

It was also after this sound that the originally violent sounds of battle came to an abrupt stop.

It was terrifyingly quiet!

"Who won and who lost?"

"It must be one of the Twelve Supremes of the Blood Clothing Tower who won. Who can take the 15 strikes of the Throat Seal!"

Amidst these few sentences, he suddenly saw an old figure walking out step by step. He was dressed in white clothes, and he was surprisingly the White Yaksha.

When he looked at his hand again, it was actually carrying a bloody head. It was precisely the 12 Bloody Garment Supremes who were fighting with him.

When the people of the surrounding powers saw this, they instantly let out a wave of disbelief. Especially those people from the Blood Clothing Tower, they'd actually pulled out their sharp swords one after another. It seemed like they were going to charge over and take revenge in the next moment.

However, the arena was spacious, and no one took the lead.

White Yaksha's white clothes were also dyed red. He walked to Su Yeh expressionlessly, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice,

"Young master, it was fortunate that I didn't fail. I'm back!"

Su Yeh stood at this distance and could already feel White Yaksha's rapid breathing. White Yaksha's injuries were not light. White Yaksha had only used 14 of the 15 Throat-Sealing Swords. If it reached 15, it would be even more powerful.

However, Su Yeh was also confident in the white yaksha. After all, he had personally modified the cultivation technique of the white yaksha. It wasn't inferior to the profound secret techniques of the various races in the universe.

"Well done!" Su Yeh simply replied with four words.

White Yaksha bowed again and slowly retreated to the side.

Black Rakshasa, who had been waiting at the side, went up to greet him. She heavily patted White Yaksha's shoulder, then fiercely glared at the head. Looks like the enmity between the two of them towards the Blood Clothing Tower has already reached an indelible degree.

"White Yaksha, you old thing, you want to run after killing someone?"

At this moment, another masked killer walked out of the crowd of the Blood Clothing Tower. Judging from his tone, it was clear that he wanted revenge.

The Longevity Granny of the Heaven Master Sect also spoke hoarsely: "In broad daylight, killing people in public. If we let the murderer go, then we martial artists would be a bunch of righteous figures from the seven sects of Huaxia. It's good that you win or lose in the martial arts competition, but you have to kill people cruelly. "I, old woman, am the first one who can't bear to watch."

Her words also attracted the response of countless people nearby, all of them cursing at the White Yaksha for being too savage, without a king's law in their eyes.

Even Xing Tian let out a furious snort. His voice was loud and clear, "Today, we came here because this Su Yeh has sealed off the dock. He set up a grand formation here and endangered the stability of the capital. Now that the person is dead, the murderer behind the scenes is Su Yeh."

Su Yeh's eyes showed indifference. He walked out step by step. He looked around the crowd and shouted,

"Who wants to stand up for the Blood Clothing Tower? Come out and die!"

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