noffsinger Chapter 843 The Holy Son of Blood Sword Palace, in front of Tiandao Gorge
Chapter 843 The Holy Son of Blood Sword Palace, in front of Tiandao Gorge
Chapter 843 The Holy Son of Blood Sword Palace, in front of Tiandao Gorge
In the Windy Mountains, the killing continues.
The spies released from outside Tingfeng Tower, as well as the disciples outside the Wild Wind Mountain Range, as well as those who had previously chosen to leave the sect voluntarily but had no shame to come back, died under the butcher's knife one after another.
"Swipe!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Above the void, a vast sword light flashed, and corpses were splashed three feet with blood and fell to the ground silently.
Among the overlapping mountains, a woman in white sheathed her sword with a contemptuous expression.
"Ah!"
"Is this the famous Tingfeng Tower? Nothing more than that."
Beside her, a man in green clothes smiled slightly.
"This is already the thirty-eighth one!"
"Junior Sister Ji Min, your swordsmanship is really getting better and better."
When the woman heard this, a blush appeared on her pretty face.
"Brother Qin, you are making fun of me again."
"During this journey, Senior Brother Qin, you have eliminated at least a hundred disciples from Tingfeng Tower, right?"
"hehe!"
The man in green smiled proudly upon hearing this.
"They are just some chickens and dogs who have lost their will to fight. No matter how many they kill, they are not worth a single cent."
"Only the core disciples of Tingfeng Tower are the real goal of my trip."
"Giggle!"
Ji Min covered his mouth and smiled, and his soft and delicate body seemed to be close to Qin Zhanyun.
"That's natural."
"Senior Brother Qin, you are one of the eight holy sons of my Blood Sword Palace. After all, only the eight core disciples of Tingfeng Tower are worthy of being your opponent."
Feeling the soft touch on his arm, Qin Zhanyun's eyes fell on Ji Min's exquisite figure and charming face.
He has been coveting this junior sister with an extremely outstanding appearance for a long time.
Among the eight great saints of the Blood Sword Palace, Qin Zhanyun only ranked sixth.
Ji Min's brother Ji Xuanhai ranked fourth!
Over the years, he has repeatedly shown kindness to brother and sister Ji Min and Ji Xuanhai. Although the two treated him politely, they always maintained a seemingly distant distance, which made Qin Zhanyun feel itchy but helpless.
There was no other reason than that he was simply no match for Ji Xuanhai.
However, things have turned.
Fourteen years ago, the master of Tingfeng Building, Yun Liakong, and the master of Yunyan Sect, Li Changkong, joined forces to attack the Blood Sword Palace. After a fierce battle, five of the eight holy sons were killed, but it happened to be the three holy sons ranked sixth to eighth. Because they jointly went out to perform the sect's mission, they just managed to avoid this bloody battle and survived by luck.
The five great saints in front of Qin Zhanyun all fell into disgrace, which turned him, the sixth saint, into the strongest among the existing disciples of the Blood Sword Palace.
Now, fourteen years later, the sect has once again completed its eight great saints.
However, Qin Zhanyun, the original Sixth Holy Son, has now become the number one Holy Son of the Blood Sword Palace without any dispute.
And Ji Min, who had been aloof from him for many years, lost his original identity and status in the sect because of Ji Xuanhai's death.
Over the years, she fell from heaven and suffered all the looks and bullying in the sect.
Qin Zhanyun appeared in time many times to save Ji Min from danger.
After more than ten years, Ji Min no longer treated him as indifferently as before. Instead, he wanted to reject him but also welcomed him, teasing him overtly and secretly.
Wonderful, for Qin Zhanyun, these ten years have been such a wonderful time.
Although that battle was a disaster for the sect, it opened up Qin Zhanyun's path to heaven.
With the support of the resources of the First Holy Son, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years, and he is much more powerful than Ji Xuanhai back then.
When the disciples of the sect saw him, they all obeyed him and always called him senior brother!
Qin Zhanyun took Ji Min into his arms and laughed heartily.
"After slaying Tingfeng Tower this time, my victory must be the first achievement of the sect disciples!"
"At that time, I can exchange it for a sword blood crystal in the Contribution Hall, break through the peak of the Immortal Realm, and enter the Human Realm, which is just around the corner."
"After I break through, I can control a main peak in the sect and become an inner sect elder with countless resources."
Hearing this, Ji Min's beautiful eyes gained a little more fiery brilliance.
Her soft and delicate body pressed against Qin Zhanyun's body, vaguely getting a little closer.
The soft touch and the woman's fragrance excited Qin Zhanyun.
The girl's lips seemed to be on his left ear, and the moist and warm fragrance slowly blew into his ear.
A cold and lubricated little hand was placed on his chest, and the charming voice reached Qin Zhanyun's ears bit by bit.
"Brother Zhan Yun, when you become an elder of the inner sect, don't forget the slave family!"
"Hahaha!"
Qin Zhanyun laughed loudly.
"Junior sister, what are you talking about? I, Qin Zhanyun, can tell you what I think about you. The sun and the moon can tell you. After so many years, don't you still understand?"
"After we return, I will ask Elder Li to preside over our marriage. I want to become a Taoist couple with you, my junior sister, under the witness of the entire sect!"
After saying this, he laughed three times, picked up Ji Min's delicate body, and walked into his complete Dharma Realm.
At this time, the vanguard of the Blood Sword Palace had gradually arrived outside the Tiandao Gorge.
Earlier, the master of the Blood Sword Palace, Yu Daohai, had ordered to be stationed in front of the canyon for one day, waiting for the following disciples to meet here.
At the front of the crowd, Yu Daohai stood on a towering ancient tree, looking at the tall tower hundreds of thousands of feet in front of him, like a chasm cut by knives and axes, with deep eyes.
"Tiandao Gorge is three thousand miles long, and there are endless strong winds inside it all year round, making it extremely dangerous."
"The disciples of Tingfeng Tower all practice wind-attributed skills, and they practice sword skills here all year round and understand the law of wind."
"If they rush into it rashly, if their people are ambushed here, it will be a fierce battle for our Blood Sword Palace."
Thinking of this, Na Yu Daohai narrowed his eyes slightly.
His eyes exuded an uncertain light.
"What's more, if Yun Liikong himself hides in it, it will be a disaster for our Blood Sword Palace."
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a black Taoist robe came with a sword and stopped next to Yu Daohai.
"Sect Master, this Tiandao Gorge is not a good place, please enter with caution."
"This is what our sect has in mind."
Yu Daohai clasped his hands behind his back, nodded and said: "Elder Sun, please go to both sides of the canyon to see if there are other ways."
"If not, we will go around from the west and join up with the people from Tianjian Pavilion."
Elder Sun frowned slightly.
"Sect Master, Tianjian Pavilion has never dealt with us. If we go to their side for no reason, I'm afraid we will be ridiculed."
"Humph!"
"What do you know?"
Yu Daohai said coldly: "It's better to endure it for a moment than the whole sect to fall. Go ahead."
Elder Sun nodded slightly, turned around, wielded his sword and disappeared into the wind.