Soon, the dozen or so Blood Blade Sect members who were besieging Zhou Botong were all killed by him, their corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.
"this?"
Seeing this, all the members of the Blood Blade Sect were shocked.
Upon seeing this, Xu Weixiong was greatly shaken and quietly sighed:
"This senior's martial arts cultivation is so strong!"
Wang Yang saw this and smiled calmly.
Those who surrounded and killed Zhou Botong were just ordinary members of the Blood Saber Sect.
There's nothing surprising about them all being killed by Zhou Botong.
The reason why the Blood Blade Sect is so powerful is because of the Blood Blade Ancestor.
Just as Wang Yang was lost in thought, Zhou Botong turned his gaze to the Blood Blade Sect members surrounding them.
"Anyone else who doesn't want to live? Bring it on!"
Zhou Botong said provocatively, and then beckoned to the Blood Blade Sect members directly in front of him.
"Um?"
"this……"
Upon seeing this, the members of the Blood Blade Sect all turned grim, their eyes filled with ruthlessness as they looked at Zhou Botong!
Although they commit all sorts of evil deeds, most of them are bullies who prey on the weak.
Zhou Botong's martial arts skills were not weak; they were far superior to theirs.
If you rush forward at this moment, aren't you just asking for death?
They're not stupid!
Seeing that none of the Blood Saber Sect members dared to step forward, Zhou Botong could only smile and say contemptuously:
"how?"
"Is the Blood Sabre Sect out of its men?"
"I see you guys only dare to bully the weak!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold snort rang out:
"snort!"
"You old fool who doesn't know his own mortality! How dare you insult my Blood Blade Sect!"
A whooshing sound followed.
When they looked again, they saw a monk dressed in a yellow robe flying towards them.
The monk was extremely old, with a pointed head, thin ears, and a face full of wrinkles.
As the old monk appeared, all the Blood Saber Sect members present bowed down to him in unison, saying:
"Welcome, Ancestor!"
The old monk was none other than Blood Sabre Ancestor, the founder of the Blood Sabre Sect!
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong exclaimed in surprise, glanced at the Blood Saber Ancestor, and said in a cold voice:
"Old bald monk, are you the Blood Sabre Ancestor, the leader of the Blood Sabre Sect?"
Blood Saber Ancestor stared at Zhou Botong with a gloomy face and cold eyes.
After a moment of eye contact, he said in a deep voice:
"You old fool, you don't know what's good for you!"
"Today I will send you to meet the King of Hell."
Before Zhou Botong could respond, Blood Saber Ancestor launched his attack.
His movements were as swift as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Zhou Botong.
"boom!"
The next moment, Blood Blade Ancestor unleashed a powerful palm strike, creating a series of sonic booms.
"Good timing!"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong became excited.
The Blood Blade Sect members who fought him before were too weak; they couldn't really get a good fight with him.
Seeing that Blood Saber Ancestor could make such extraordinary moves with ease, Zhou Botong's fighting spirit was naturally aroused.
Without much thought, Zhou Botong immediately struck out with his palm.
"Bang!"
In no time, the two struck each other with their palms.
With a deafening roar, the two men's palm strikes exploded.
Under the terrifying force of the shockwave, Zhou Botong and Blood Saber Ancestor were both forced back.
"Um?"
After regaining his footing, the Blood Blade Ancestor's gaze darkened, and he said coldly:
"I didn't realize you old codger had some skills!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong chuckled and said:
"You old bald monk aren't weak either!"
After saying that, Zhou Botong immediately used his Ambidextrous Fighting Technique to charge at Blood Saber Ancestor.
"oh?"
When Blood Saber Ancestor saw Zhou Botong using both fist and palm techniques, he was quite surprised.
Before he could think of anything else, Zhou Botong had already attacked Blood Saber Ancestor.
Seeing this, Blood Blade Ancestor threw out a punch from each hand.
"Bang!"
It was accompanied by a deafening roar.
When they looked again, they saw that the Blood Saber Ancestor had been forced to retreat by Zhou Botong's Ambidextrous Fighting Technique.
After sliding a distance, he pushed off with his feet to steady himself.
"snort!"
Looking at Zhou Botong, who was smugly standing not far away, the Blood Saber Ancestor snorted coldly and said with a sinister expression:
"You old bastard, you...you're asking for death!"
As he spoke, Blood Blade Ancestor suddenly reached for his waist.
With a flick of his wrist, a soft steel knife appeared in his hand.
The blade trembled uncontrollably, almost like a living snake.
Under the moonlight, the blade was entirely dark red, with a faint bloody sheen, making it extremely terrifying.
After drawing his blood blade, the Blood Blade Ancestor coldly said:
"Every full moon night, I must cut off a human head as a sacrifice with this blood-stained blade!"
"Otherwise, it will be disadvantageous for the sword master."
"Tonight, I'll use you as a sacrifice for my sword!"
At this point, the Blood Saber Ancestor paused slightly, then glanced down at the blood saber in his hand and added:
"Oh, precious sword!"
"You can now feast on human blood."
After speaking, the Blood Saber Ancestor raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhou Botong, his expression ferocious and terrifying.
"Hmm?"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong was slightly surprised, and spoke in a cold voice:
"What's wrong?"
"Just because you have an extra blood-stained blade, you think you're invincible?"
Before the words had even finished, Zhou Botong, without waiting for Blood Saber Ancestor's response, flashed out and attacked.
Upon seeing this, Blood Saber Ancestor's expression darkened, and he immediately brandished his Blood Saber to meet Zhou Botong's attack.
In a short while, Blood Saber Ancestor and Zhou Botong were seen fighting.
The Blood Saber Ancestor's force penetrated his right arm, and the Blood Saber was swung in a circle.
Zhou Botong, unarmed, dared not clash head-on with Blood Saber Ancestor's blood saber and could only dodge.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
To Zhou Botong's surprise, after using the Blood Blade, the Blood Blade Ancestor's power seemed to increase dramatically.
The blood-red knife he held was being swung faster and faster.
After the two exchanged blows for a while, Blood Blade Ancestor suddenly leaned forward.
Immediately afterwards, the blood-red knife in his hand trembled, and the blade, like a red snake, swiftly slashed towards Zhou Botong's chest.
"this?"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong was greatly shaken.
Before he could dodge, he saw a wound slashed across his chest by the bloody blade.
Blood gushed out, and Zhou Botong howled in agony.
Seeing this, Blood Blade Ancestor smiled coldly, and with a flash, he charged towards Zhou Botong once again.
Not far away, Yang Xiao and the others looked solemn upon seeing this.
No one expected that the Blood Saber Ancestor of the Blood Saber Sect would be so skilled in martial arts.
You should know that they had all sparred with Zhou Botong on Blackwood Cliff before, and all of them were defeated in the end.
"The person who founded the Blood Blade Sect is indeed extraordinary!"
"Old Rascal was careless just now, and he was unarmed. He may have some difficulty dealing with Blood Blade Ancestor's Blood Blade."
"..."
As they said this, a look of worry appeared on the faces of Yang Xiao and the others.
Just then, the Blood Saber Ancestor's Blood Saber flickered, transforming into a dark red light that swirled and danced in front of Zhou Botong.
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