Chapter 1247: Disciples of Mount Mao, respectfully invite the

Taoist master "How can a bastard like you be called a butcher?"

The man stared with scarlet eyes, his face full of ferocity, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was wrapped with extremely evil energy, and he quickly chopped at me.

"The word bastard, only a beast like you deserves it!"

I broke free from Wu Sheng's arm, and then I heard a "swish", and the Soul-Slaying Knife was unsheathed, and a snow-white knife light was swung down by me.

"Buzz..."

The Soul-Slaying Knife and the Pig-Slaying Knife collided fiercely, and the knife energy and knife light intertwined in mid-air.

At that moment, the knife light flashed, sparks splashed, and a terrifying wave of air, centered on me and the butcher, instantly surged.

"Little bastard, you dare to shout in front of me? Do you think that you will be invincible if you kill my apprentice? Today I will tell you what it means that there are always people who are better than you and there are always higher powers!"

The butcher's voice was like thunder, exploding in my ears. Then, I saw his eyes suddenly condensed, and the majestic evil spirit spread out from his body.

The next second, the rich evil spirit suddenly turned blood red, giving people the feeling that a ball of blood suddenly spread out from the air.

The butcher pinched the seal with his hands and shouted: "You can turn into blood freely!"

As his voice fell, his figure was instantly hidden in the rolling blood mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Blood-Transformed Dafa?" I was startled, and a solemn look filled my eyes.

Before, when I was fighting with the evil sky, the evil sky had also used the blood-transformed Dafa, but when the evil sky uttered the two words "transformed into blood", the butcher uttered the five words "you blood-transformed into freedom".

Although the spells they said were different, judging from the concentration and coverage of the blood mist in front of me, the blood-transformed Dafa performed by the two people was already worlds apart.

And most importantly, as his roar fell, I immediately felt the blood and qi in my body begin to surge, and then, the blood and qi slowly flowed out through the pores all over my body.

"Qian Yu, be careful. This blood mist is eating the blood in your body. As the blood in your body flows away, the blood mist will become thicker and thicker. He can also use the blood flowing away in your body to locate you. Get out of that area!"

Wu Sheng's voice rang in my ears. My heart trembled and I wanted to escape. But when I turned around, I found that everything around me was blood red. The whole tomb was covered by blood mist. Where could I escape to?

"Hehehe, kid, go to hell!"

Suddenly, a deep and vicious laugh rang in my ears. I turned around abruptly and chopped with a knife.

However, my swift knife hit nothing. Then, the blood mist behind me shook and surged, and a strong murderous intent suddenly overflowed.

My scalp suddenly went numb, and I turned around without thinking too much. This time, I didn't have time to swing the knife. In a panic, I could only lift the knife to block my chest. A crisp sound of

"Dang..."

came out, and along with it, there was a flame and a huge force, which was transmitted back along the Soul-Slaying Knife. I was shaken and flew backwards.

But it's not over yet!

I was in mid-air, but a series of evil laughs suddenly rang out behind me, followed by a "ripping" sound.

At the critical moment, the dark golden liquid instantly flowed all over my body and turned into dark golden armor. The "ripping" sound was the friction sound made by the blade and the non-attack after contact.

"Hmm?" A light exclamation came from the blood mist, followed by a cold snort: "Hmph! This armor is indeed strange. It looks like it was made by Mohist. But it's just a piece of armor. Do you think it can stop me? I haven't been a pig for decades!"

As his voice fell, the sound of "dangdangdang" continued to ring, and the pig-killing knife in his hand fell madly on my body like raindrops.

Although the blade of the pig-killing knife could not hurt my body because of the non-attack, the power contained in the blade penetrated the non-attack and directly penetrated into my body.

At that moment, I felt that my internal organs seemed to be displaced by the shock, and the blood in my body was surging wildly and uncontrollably. I was like a leaf in the wind, rolling uncontrollably in the storm.

"Where are you chopping the meat?" Suddenly, Mao Buhui's voice rang out from the blood mist, followed by a flash of silver light, and a sword light was like mercury, swinging and slashing at the butcher at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

"Maoshan fast sword?" The butcher paused in swinging the knife, and then his figure flashed.

But it was still a step too late.

The sound of the blade cutting flesh rang out, followed by a "puff" sound, and a piece of flesh on the butcher's shoulder was cut off and flew away, blood spurted out.

Blood splashed all over the butcher's face, and he narrowed his eyes subconsciously. Almost at the moment he narrowed his eyes, a hot Qi sword cut out from the blood mist and went straight to his neck.

The butcher was indeed an old man in the world. Facing the thundering methods of Mao Buhui and Wu Sheng, he was not panicked. He just tilted his head slightly and avoided the Qi sword.

However, half of his long hair that was tied up was cut off.

Instantly, the blood spurting out of his shoulder splashed all over his head and face, and his messy hair, which was dyed red by blood, danced in the wind, making him look like an angry devil, with a frightening evil aura emanating from his body. At

this time, I also fell to the ground.

The moment I landed, I felt a sweetness in my throat, and I spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

With the spurting out of this mouthful of blood, the chaotic blood in my body finally calmed down slowly. I took a deep breath, then gritted my teeth, and slowly stood up by holding the wall.

"Be careful, this person's strength is enough to rival the top ten masters in the world." I squinted my eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Top Ten Masters in the World?" Mao Buhui sneered, "He is indeed very powerful, but when did the Top Ten Masters in the World become your unit of measurement?"

I ignored Mao Buhui, thinking to myself, what time is it now, why are you still poor?

"Top Ten Masters in the World? That's bullshit!" The butcher's head popped out from the blood mist with messy hair, stared at us fiercely and said, "I just don't like false reputation. If I go to participate in the martial arts conference, Zhang Du'e and Zhang Wudi will only be defeated by me!"

"You are quite self-aware. You didn't dare to say that Master Bai from the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion was also defeated by you." Mao Buhui pinched his nose and said with disdain.

“Humph, that old guy has been paralyzed for decades, what can he use to fight me?” After the butcher finished speaking, he stared at Mao Buhui and said, “Go away, you ignorant boy. My pig-killing knife has no eyes. If I hurt you later, don’t cry for your parents.”

“Oh my god, I don’t like to hear you say that.” Mao Buhui suddenly put his hands together and said with a smirk, “I’m going to use my ultimate move!”

As he spoke, he formed an extremely complicated seal with his hands and shouted, “Disciples of Maoshan, respectfully invite the Taoist Ancestor!”