1251: C1251 Blood Cold

C1251 Blood Cold

Zhu Yunzi had a lot of things he didn't dare to say out loud. After all, he owed Xu Liusu a favor and now he needed his help. No matter how he looked at it, he was very shameless.0

The key was in a life or death situation, and the enemy was in the Sacred Martial Mansion, so it was easy for them to lose their lives!

But when Hou Qing spoke, he knew that this matter should be discussed.

It was rumored that Xu Liusu and Hou Qing's relationship was not simple. Although the relationship between Long-Bow Palace and Xu Liusu was not deep, Hou Qing called him a brother and had helped each other out quite a bit.

Obviously, all the Long-Bow Palace disciples were looking forward to see if Senior Brother could persuade this white-clothed gongzi to speak!

Sure enough, Xu Liusu looked at Hou Qing, nodded seriously and said: "Speaking of this matter, it's quite a coincidence that his Sacred Martial Mansion is bad, but he has to pretend to be this young master. Moreover, Situ Qing and I have a grudge.

Hou Qing was slightly stunned. How could he not know that Xu Liusu had given him a huge amount of face? He hurriedly cupped his fists.

"Ah, Brother Hou, there's no need to be so polite. "You want to know about me, Xu Liusu. Since I have shown you kindness, you should repay it with your grudges. Therefore, it's best that you dispense with the red tape."

Xu Liusu paced back and forth, glanced at Di Chen and chuckled: "Come, let's go out with this young master and see what kind of blind dog dares to cause trouble for my brother!"

"… …"

In front of the Hall Master Gong Xiao of the Long-Bow Palace, forty to fifty disciples were miserably howling as they were thrown onto the stage with severed arms and legs.

In front of them was a group of more than a hundred warriors, led by a young man in a blood-colored robe. His face was expressionless, but if you looked closely, you would see that his eyes were hollow and his face pale.

Just as the blood-robed young man was about to raise the blood blade in his hand and hack down at the Long-Bow Palace disciples.

Another black-robed man stepped forward to stop him, and said coldly: "Xue Leng, enough, if we start killing now, it might cause a bloody battle of Long-Bow Palace. That way, if Master Di Chen does not succeed, the Holy Son's mission might not be able to be completed."

Blood cold was the killing machine that Situ Qing forged with his own hands.

At this moment, a black-robed man suddenly took a step forward and stood atop the stage. He grabbed a random Long-Bow Palace female disciple and said coldly: "I'll give you a chance to live.

This female disciple was so scared that her beautiful face turned pale. She had always trained in the hall and had never experienced a battle of life or death before. When had she ever seen such a scene?

"Pretend to be mute?" The man in black shook his head. With a flash of ominous glint, the dagger at his waist slashed out, slicing off the girl's shoulder!

Puff puff!

A stream of blood erupted from the girl's shoulder, causing her to scream in pain before fainting!

"Next."

The black clothed man grabbed another chubby male disciple and played with the dagger. He licked his lips and said, "If you don't want to follow in her footsteps, then obediently tell me. The Gong Xiao Palace's …"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed and pierced through the back of the man in black's head. A bloody hole appeared in his forehead as blood splattered wildly.

"Eh …" The black-clothed man's eyes were wide open, and even at his death, he was unable to clearly see the appearance of the person who attacked him, and he fell onto his back with a plop.

Xue Leng suddenly glared angrily back!

Xiu Xiu! *

However, what welcomed them were Hou Qing's three Feather Arrow. They were as fast as a waterfall, endless!

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