Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 1287 496: Long Night (Part 2)

"What is that sll?"

"The sll of blood..."

Wang Shengyuan's face was heavy with gravity.

In the small village under the night sky, where did this strong sll of blood co from?

A few steps forward into the village, everyone present couldn't help but show a dramatic change in their expressions.

Corpses, gripping knives, swords, and other weapons in their palms, lay haphazardly in the village, but it was unclear who had dealt such a vicious hand.

"How could this happen?"

In astonishnt, everyone hurriedly stepped forward to inspect.

They found that everyone's heart had been pierced by a sword.

But just this one sword wound had spilled so much blood.

The entire ground was almost dyed red with blood.

"Could it be the work of the Youyun Alliance?"

A disciple couldn't help but speak.

Wang Shengyuan's face changed dramatically:

"No, retreat quickly!!"

This was definitely not the work of the Youyun Alliance.

Or perhaps, they were indeed mbers of the Youyun Alliance.

Ordinary farrs, even in danger, wouldn't use these weapons.

Instead, they would hold hoes, sickles, kitchen knives, and such to face the enemy...

Moreover, it was already deep into the night.

These people were all dead outside their hos.

Soone must have attacked; they heard the noise, jumped out of their rooms to fight, but were no match and were all slain on the spot.

Soone capable of such a feat couldn't be an ordinary farr.

But a man of Jianghu with martial skills.

This many people couldn't match the invader.

Who then could be the attacker?

Recently, there were widespread rumors in Jianghu about the ergence of the Qixue Sword Slave.

Facing this scene now, Wang Shengyuan couldn't help but consider this possibility.

But if it truly was the Qixue Sword Slave appearing on Wuhua Island.

With just these people, anyone who tried to confront them would surely die.

Even more terrifying is...

The Qixue Sword Slave kills for no reason.

They don't care if you're from the Qi Family or a master from the Dragon King Hall.

They kill everyone they see, with no exceptions.

Thus, Wang Shengyuan made a decisive decision, wanting to leave with everyone without thinking twice.

So of the other disciples realized, while others were ignorant of the situation.

However, since Wang Shengyuan gave the order, they all complied without question.

Without saying more, they turned to leave.

But just then, a figure appeared silently in front of them, blocking their path.

It was hard to describe the state of this person's clothing.

As if they erged from the water, wearing soaking wet clothes, rolling in the fields, covered in mud and sand.

After being soaked by water, it clumped together.

His hair wasn't combed, hanging down in strands, covering his face, making it hard to discern his appearance.

But it was clear.

He was extrely thin.

Skin and bones, with sharp angles.

Through the gaps in his hair, a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen.

Looking at everyone before him without any emotion.

Besides, what was most impossible to ignore was the sword in his hand pointing to the ground!

This was a blood-red longsword.

Just one glance would draw you in.

However, upon further gaze, all intelligence seed to be pulled into the blood-red waves of the sword.

Struggling, floating, eventually sinking completely!

"Don't look at that sword!!"

Wang Shengyuan's sharp shout imdiately awakened the Qi Family Disciples from their daze.

Upon looking up, the man, who had been a certain distance away, was now right in front of them.

Surprisingly, there was not a trace of killing intent on this person.

As if he was there not to kill, but rely passing by...

Soone slightly pulled the corners of their lips, wanting to smile, even feeling they might explain or argue a bit.

However, before they could move, they felt a sharp pain in their heart.

Looking down again, the longsword had already pierced their chest.

With a flick of the blade, blood splattered in the night.

Causing everyone's eyes to almost pop out in shock!

Anger!

An unprecedented anger!

Killing intent!

An unheard-of killing intent!!

The two extre emotions instantly filled everyone's hearts.

The next mont, the Qi Family Disciples shouted and charged at the person before them.

They must not let this person leave alive!!

He must pay with blood for blood!!

Only Wang Shengyuan stood frozen in place, unable to move a step.

This isn't right... This is definitely not right!

Where exactly did it go wrong?

One must not fight this person... absolutely must not fight this person.

It will be death!

No one here can survive under this person's sword.

Why has everyone lost their sanity?

Why won't my legs obey my command?

He wanted to speak, but his throat seed blocked by sothing, producing 'grr grr' sounds without forming coherent sentences.

Beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down from his brow and temples.

He wasn't afraid to die; he was anxious.

Watching his junior brothers and sisters charge forward, only to be rcilessly killed by the man with the blood-red sword.

He felt the blood rise within him, but still could not move a single inch...

Ti seed to co to a halt in that instant.

Only the struggle in his heart continued.

Suddenly, blood splattered across his face.

There was a cracking sound, as if sothing within him had broken.

Looking down, Little Yezi had opened her arms, shielding him.

The tip of a blood-red sword protruded from her chest.

She looked up at Wang Shengyuan.

Her face paling visibly by the second, only her lips moved slightly: