"People from the Blood Demon Sect, come out and die!"

In front of the gate of Taiwei Mountain, a handsome man was holding a human head and shouting angrily. After hearing this shout, dozens of eyes looked at that place in doubt, because they had recognized that the head in the man's hand was none other than Qu Li, one of the three elders of the Blood Demon Sect.

Immediately, a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect quickly ran to the inner hall and reported the situation in front of the mountain gate to Weng Jiao and Ding Jiuzhen.

Weng Jiao was shocked when he heard this: "What? You said Feng Shao was holding Qu Li's head and challenging him in front of the mountain gate?!"

The Blood Demon Sect disciple nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"

"Is there anyone around him?"

The Blood Demon Sect disciple quickly shook his head: "I haven't seen anyone else."

Weng Jiao couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He never expected that with Qu Li's ability, he would die at Feng Shao's hands. But based on his understanding of Feng Shao, it was impossible for Feng Shao to kill Qu Li alone. Therefore, Feng Shao must have more than one person, and there must be someone helping him.

But he had no idea who the person who helped him was.

Feng Shao ran to the mountain gate to challenge, looking very reckless. But Weng Jiao didn't believe Feng Shao was a reckless person, so it was almost certain that Feng Shao had an ambush behind him.

After pondering for a long time, Weng Jiao finally made up his mind and said, "If that's the case, I will meet Feng Shao in person!"

A moment later, Weng Jiao led a group of Blood Demon Sect disciples to the mountain gate. Just as the Blood Demon Sect disciple said just now, only Feng Shao was seen in front of the mountain gate, and no one else was seen.

Weng Jiao first expanded his perception ability to the surrounding area of ​​several hundred meters, but after searching around, he did not detect any human breath, which made him feel confused.

Could it be that Feng Shao really came here alone?

At this time, Feng Shao faced Weng Jiao, who was in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and dozens of Blood Demon Sect disciples behind him, but his face showed no fear. He looked directly at Weng Jiao and shouted, "Weng Jiao, Qu Li is dead, it's your turn next!"

Weng Jiao was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said, "Feng Shao, you are really brave. You actually dared to come here alone to challenge us. What? Do you really think that we won't dare to kill you just because you become the son-in-law of Yunjian Pavilion?"

Feng Shao sneered and said, "Weng Jiao, even if I don't have the Yunjian Pavilion behind me, what can your Blood Demon Sect do to me?"

Weng Jiao snorted coldly: "Feng Shao, do you really think that you can kill Qu Li with your ability alone? Tell the people behind you to come out, there is no need to hide it anymore!"

Feng Shao laughed and said, "Weng Jiao, Weng Jiao, you are always so cautious when doing things. No wonder you are the weakest among the three elders of the Blood Demon Sect. I came here to settle things with you! Don't you dare to take action against me alone?"

Weng Jiao's face suddenly darkened.

As a cultivator at the Spiritualization Realm, Weng Jiao was also somewhat proud. Being mocked by Feng Shao, he was secretly furious. However, the more Feng Shao provoked him, the more uncertain he felt. After all, in the conflicts with Feng Shao over the years, the Blood Demon Sect had suffered countless losses and lost countless people. If they still regarded Feng Shao as an ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivator, they would die without knowing how they died.

So after hesitating for a while, Weng Jiao still didn't dare to act rashly. No matter how Feng Shao provoked him, he stood there, as still as a mountain.

Feng Shao also began to admire Weng Jiao's skill in cultivating his Qi. He was so provocative, yet he was still able to keep his composure? You might as well stop calling him Weng Jiao and call him Weng Gui instead!

His eyes rolled, a plan came to his mind, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Weng Jiao, are you worried that someone from the Yunjian Pavilion will attack me from behind? You can rest assured that the people from the Yunjian Pavilion are not here."

Feng Shao did not directly deny Yunjian Pavilion's help, but instead threw out such an ambiguous statement, which made Weng Jiao's heart jump. Weng Jiao pretended to be calm and asked: "What do you mean by this?"

Feng Shao smiled and said, "What do you mean? It's hard to say it clearly, right? You are also a smart person. You can verify your guess in your own way."

Weng Jiao looked at Feng Shao with a look of doubt and uncertainty. He thought of a possibility that made him feel deeply uneasy.

Could it be that the people from Yunjian Pavilion really went to the Blood Demon Sect’s headquarters?

When he thought of this possibility, Weng Jiao wanted to go back to Sheya Mountain as soon as possible.

Feng Shao couldn't help laughing secretly when he saw Weng Jiao's suspicious look, so he decided to add fuel to the fire.

Feng Shao only laughed and said, "Elder Weng is so timid, are you afraid? If you are afraid, then just speak up. As long as your Blood Demon Sect is willing to withdraw from Taiwei Mountain and compensate 100,000 spirit stones, I will let your Blood Demon Sect go, so what?"

Weng Jiao couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.

Although the Blood Demon Sect is richer than the Taiwei Sect, it is not much richer. The entire sect can only collect 70,000 or 80,000 spiritual stones at most. And you want a compensation of 100,000? Why don't you just occupy the Snake Tooth Mountain?

However, Feng Shao's behavior was too strange, and Weng Jiao was a little undecided for a while. Seeing Feng Shao's confident look, he suddenly had an idea and said with a smile: "Since Master Feng wants to fight with me, then I will have a fight with Master Feng. Master Feng, please draw the line!"

Feng Shao frowned when he heard this.

Weng Jiao saw the change in Feng Shao's expression, and his mind was immediately as clear as a mirror. He gradually determined that Feng Shao was just bluffing, so he sent a message to other disciples, asking them to immediately lead enough people to guard the place where Qing Yangzi and others were imprisoned. Then, he slowly walked forward, came in front of Feng Shao, and made a "please" gesture: "A guest is a guest, please go first, Mr. Feng!"

Feng Shao's face suddenly darkened: "Elder Weng, your words seem a little inappropriate, right? Since when are you considered the master of Taiwei Mountain?"

Weng Jiao smiled and said, "Whoever is in charge makes the decision. Is there a problem?"

Feng Shao sneered: "Okay, okay! Since Elder Weng thinks it's okay, then it's okay!"

After saying that, Feng Shao drew out the Golden Crow Sword, made a starting gesture, and shouted, "Watch out for the sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Shao turned into a stream of light and stabbed straight into the middle door of Weng Jiao.

Weng Jiao shouted "Well done!" and drew out his famous weapon, the "Seven Evils Ghost Head Knife", and slashed towards Feng Shao.

The ghost-head knife is not Weng Jiao's exclusive weapon. At least in the Blood Demon Sect, there are dozens of people who use ghost-head knives as their weapons. The reason why Weng Jiao is called "ghost-head knife" is that he is the best in the entire Blood Demon Sect. Compared with Qu Li's powerful and heavy fighting style, Weng Jiao's knife skills are more technical. Just this slash contains three changes of moves.

Feng Shao saw that this move was powerful, but he was not afraid. The tip of the Golden Crow Sword twisted and turned, real and fake, and after crossing a distance of several meters, it lightly touched the tip of the Ghost Head Knife. Weng Jiao only felt the tip of the knife sink, and the move was slightly sluggish. At this moment, Feng Shao had already taken advantage of the momentum to jump up, looking down from above, and covered his head with a Super Sea Sword Technique!

Weng Jiao was not panicked at all. He swung his long sword and the surging sword energy swept towards Feng Shao. His move seemed clumsy but was actually clever. He completely blocked the attack of Chaohai Sword Technique. Feng Shao's surging sword technique did not achieve any success.

The main reason for this is the difference in strength between the two sides. After all, Weng Jiao is one level higher than Feng Shao. With the infusion of true energy, his sword moves powerfully, and he is not afraid of Feng Shao's sword tactics at all. But if Xiao Ruoyao used this move, I'm afraid she would chop Weng Jiao into pieces in one encounter.

After blocking the attack, Weng Jiao immediately launched a counterattack against Feng Shao. He swung his long sword in circles, and the sword flashed in circles, slashing at Feng Shao continuously. Feng Shao, on the other hand, relied on his body movements to move around and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. For a while, the two of them fought evenly, each showing off their own skills.

But in the eyes of others, it was not that simple. Feng Shao, whose strength was one realm lower than Weng Jiao, could fight against Weng Jiao on equal terms. This was simply unheard of. The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were shocked by Feng Shao's strength. Many of them had already secretly planned in their hearts that if they met Feng Shao in the future, they would immediately flee far away and never fight with Feng Shao.

While the two were fighting fiercely, Lin Xiaoran and others were watching from a distance several miles away.

After watching for a while, Lin Xiaoran said to Di Yu with a worried look on his face, "Aunt Di, will Brother Shao be okay? The guy who was against Brother Shao seems to be quite powerful."

Di Yu shook his head and smiled, "Don't look at the fierce fight between the two. In fact, both of them are holding back! But Weng Jiao seems to be calm and experienced on the surface, but in fact he is cautious and has many concerns. Maybe he is afraid of causing dissatisfaction in our Yunjian Pavilion, so he dare not kill him!"

After hearing what Di Yu said, Lin Xiaoran finally felt relieved and watched the duel between the two with peace of mind.

The two fought for half an hour, but neither of them could do anything to the other.

Feng Shao felt his breath becoming increasingly turbid and his Dantian becoming increasingly empty, and he knew that his strength was running out. He immediately stepped back with his feet in the Xiaoyaoyou style, and shouted, "Weng Jiao, we ended up in a tie today, do you dare to fight me again tomorrow?"

Weng Jiao snorted coldly: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Come back tomorrow!"

Feng Shao nodded, turned and left.

Weng Jiao looked at Feng Shao's departing back, his eyes narrowed slightly. He asked the Blood Demon Sect disciple beside him, "Is there anyone sneaking up the mountain, waiting for an opportunity to rescue people?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "Elder Ding has been personally guarding the place with his men. From beginning to end, no one has sneaked in to rescue people."

Weng Jiao frowned: "Did I guess wrong?"

After pondering for a while, Weng Jiao suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in a lost voice: "Oh no, there is trouble at Sheya Mountain!"

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After leaving the mountain gate, Feng Shao met up with the others.

Han Biyun couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Feng, what should we do next? Should we continue to challenge Weng Jiao?"

Although she had confidence in Feng Shao, she didn't think Feng Shao could cross a major realm and defeat Weng Jiao. It was a stroke of luck that she could draw with Weng Jiao today.

Feng Shao shook his head and smiled, "That's not necessary. Tonight, we can just surround and kill Weng Jiao!"