The fiery strength of the sword symbolizes its lord's determination to destroy the enemy.

However, even Qing Ren's heart was full of anger, and he couldn't change the gap in reality. After only a few moments of fighting, Qing Ren was scratched several scars on his body by the strange Blood Bat No. 8. If it weren't for the fact that there was no poison on the Blood Bat No. 8's hook claw, the outcome would have been known by now.

Just like Qingqi, the tendons of one hand were scratched by the thin sword of the evil sword guard, and there were also several sword marks on the body, and the wound was filled with black gas, which was obviously highly poisonous.

As for the target of this Blue Dragon Society, the two brothers of the Mei family had already taken their lives by the evil sword guards who broke through the window. The blade pierces the heart, and there is no cure.

"Quack Quack ······" Blood Bat No. 8 laughed strangely, and at the same time circled around Qing Ren with a strange body, from time to time he drew out the scars with hook claws, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was almost to his ears, "The fragrance of this blood, it is really... Intoxicating!"

The victory is decided, but Blood Bat Eight is playing a cat-and-mouse trick.

Qing Ren kept turning his direction, and was played around by the Blood Bat No. 8. The sword in his hand was like fire, but it couldn't burn the enemy's figure.

Finally, Qing Ren stopped in despair, he was exhausted and unable to struggle any more. In other words, although the body has spare strength, the heart has given up struggling.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Senior Brother Qingqi was pierced through his body by three slender iron swords, his eyes wide open, and he didn't blink a blind eye.

"Then it's my turn. Qing Ren's heart was filled with such enlightenment.

Although he has the intention to kill the enemy, he has insufficient strength, so he can only close his eyes and wait for death.

But sometimes, things don't come to an end before they reach the end.

"The demon is presumptuous!"

The sword is like a meteor outside the sky, the body shape is like a dragon, and the person who comes is far away, so he slashes down with a sword, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and a sword guard who blocks the way is divided on the spot. Its momentum was unabated, and between Blood Bat No. 8 and Qing Ren, a deep sword mark was split.

The momentum is magnificent, the sword light is pure, and it is the "Green Dragon Panxing Sword", the first of the four elephants of the True Martial Arts.

"Senior Brother Qingxu!" Qingqi couldn't help but shout excitedly when he saw someone coming.

The person who came was the senior brother of the generation of Zhenwumen, Qingxu.

I saw Qingxu wearing a cyan robe, with a crown on his head, his face was not as handsome and abnormal as it was rumored on the rivers and lakes, but his temperament was extraordinary.

But monsters like Blood Bat Eight who still have minds don't dare to move, and they have no mind and no wisdom, and the sword guards who only have the idea of killing are not captured by the momentum of purity. Previously, it was the Blood Bat No. 8 playing the game, circling around Qing Ren, and it was not easy to start with the evil sword guard.

Now······

"Poof—"

Two thin swords pierced from behind, the tips of their swords emerging from their chests. Qing Ren, who had just been overjoyed by Qingxu's arrival, looked at the two blades on his chest with a look of disbelief, and looked down at the two sword blades on his chest.

"Quack Quack ······" Qing Ren, who was suddenly stabbed to death from behind by the evil warding sword guard, recalled the bloodthirsty feelings of Blood Bat Eight, only to see him rattling and laughing hysterically, and even the hood on his head was taken off, revealing a face that was not human-like because of his cultivation of "Bat Blood Technique".

"It's so good, senior brother of the True Martial Sect, I don't know if your blood is more delicious······ Blood Bat No. 8 hooked his claws on his hand, his eyes were firmly fixed on Qingxu's neck, and his eyes were full of greed and bloodthirst.

"I really want to... Taste your blood······"

"Up!" Blood Bat No. 8 gave an order, and the rest of the evil sword guards all rushed up, and the strange body technique drove the figure to flash like a ghost, and the cold and vicious thin sword stabbed at the vital point of Qingxu's body.

"Presumptuous!" Qingxu twisted his eyebrows and drank coldly, the sword was cold, and the pure and condensed sword qi swept away, and a sword split the sword guard that attacked him.

Behind him, his body moved with the sword, and the sword shadows flew one after another, and in a gesture, the five sword guards at the front were cut down by him.

"With forbidden arts. Blood Bat Eight shouted.

However, at this time, there were several sharp whistles outside, and the remaining evil sword guards all retreated in unison, preparing to evacuate.

"Damn!" Swore Eight.

The sword guards are all unintentional and unintelligent puppets, and when they come out to carry out assassination missions, they must need someone to command. And the person in command must not be Blood Bat No. 8 who has a twisted mind and is carried away by blood at every turn.

In fact, the person in charge of this group of evil sword guards was the man wearing a black cloak who had previously called "Lord" to Blood Bat Eight.

"That guy, I'm sure he'll die a bad death. "Said loudly, but Blood Bat Eight didn't dare not disobey the command, if he didn't withdraw now, he would die. For those who do not obey orders, the Blue Dragon Society will show no mercy.

However, if Blood Bat No. 8 wants to withdraw, he has to ask if he agrees.

"Can you go?" The Qingxu Sword was like a dragon, and the cold sword light came straight to the Blood Bat No. 8, not giving it a chance to escape.

Blood Bat Eight used his strange body technique, but he couldn't escape the sword in Qingxu's hand, and in three moves and two styles, one arm was separated from his body.

"Help me escape. Blood Bat Eight shouted.

The black cloak in the shadows heard the cry of Blood Bat Eight, and without hesitation, blew the whistle in his hand. The value of Blood Bat Eight is much stronger than these evil sword guards.

With the sharp and regular whistle, the sword guards who were about to retreat all ignited their essence and blood, and the "Blood Sacrifice to the Sky" was cast, rushing towards them regardless of their lives, wanting to block the void with their bodies and earn life for Blood Bat 8.

However, even if it is a forbidden technique, the evil sword guard is still too weak for Qingxu, the senior brother of the True Martial Sect, and the "Green Dragon Panxing Sword" sweeps, and the person who stands in the way, like a weed on the ground, is ruthlessly harvested by the sword qi.

Their bodies can only block the void for a moment. In the next instant, Qingxu swept with a sword again, causing Blood Bat Eight's feet to separate from him. Blood Bat 8 kept his body and rushed out three and a half feet, his body fell to the ground, and he slid for a while.

Qingxu strolled over with his sword, and pointed a sword at the throat of Blood Bat No. 8, and the cold glow of the tip of the sword made the hairs next to his throat stand on end.

"Tell the message of the Blue Dragon Society, and you will die a happy death. ”

"Quack Quack ······" In such a situation, Blood Bat Eight could still laugh, not seeing the creature's instinctive fear of death, or rather, he had been washed away from this fear, "Do you think Lao Tzu will be afraid of death? Joke!"

"Is that really the case?" "The tip of the Clear Void Sword moved downward, stabbing in the middle of Blood Bat Eight's chest, "I never believe that you evil sects have the word loyalty. ”

"Quack... It's not loyalty, quack······"

"It's fear!" Blood Bat Eight suddenly lifted his body, let the sword, and pierced himself through.

"Quack... Childe Yu··· Won't let your ······ go"

The ghost blows the lamp