Chapter 1024 Broken to Pieces
"You know I'm busy, why don't you get out of the way?"
The man covered in blood was also a little confused.
What kind of player is this Xia Fukun?
Didn't you see that you were covered in blood? What if this delays treatment?
"Haha, don't worry, answer me a question first, and then I'll let you go."
Xia Fukun smiled and said to this guy covered in blood.
"are you crazy!"
The guy covered in blood was speechless.
Not to mention that he was covered in blood and needed treatment, and there were soldiers chasing him behind him!
If he was caught, wouldn't he be doomed?
This Xia Fukun is just messing around here, okay?
It was also when he was about to break away from Xia Fukun and escape.
Behind him, there was a burst of dense footsteps, and then, seven or eight figures appeared. The seven or eight figures couldn't help but frown when they saw the guy covered in blood with Xia Fukun and the little fairy.
"Oh, let me tell you why Long Aotian ran away. It turned out to be because he had helpers!"
"However, Long Aotian, it is useless for anyone to come today! You have provoked our Evil Blood Hall, and your fate is destined to be that you cannot live or die!"
The leading man said, took out a big sword, and then licked the blade with his tongue.
Xia Fukun couldn't help but shudder when he saw the other party's actions.
Isn't this guy afraid of accidentally cutting his tongue?
In those martial arts movies, the characters have to lick their swords, but they don’t know how to lick them!
"It's over, it's over!"
The guy covered in blood, also known as Long Aotian, looked at Xia Fukun speechlessly.
"I told you not to stop me, now okay? Not only am I finished, you will be finished too!"
"What kind of force is this Evil Blood Hall?"
Xia Fukun asked curiously.
"You haven't heard of the Evil Blood Hall? Brother, you are not a local, are you?"
Long Aotian glanced at Xia Fukun suspiciously.
"Haha, if I were a local, could I ask you for directions?"
Xia Fukun looked at Long Aotian like an idiot.
Long Aotian: "emmm..."
"This Evil Blood Hall is the largest force in our area. And it is attached to the Great Shrine, so under normal circumstances, no one dares to provoke them. After all, beating a dog depends on the owner..."
Hearing what Long Aotian said, Xia Fukun looked at Long Aotian curiously.
"Then why aren't you afraid of this evil blood hall?"
Long Aotian pondered for two seconds.
"This Evil Blood Hall has done all kinds of bad things. They demolished my house, kidnapped my mother-in-law, and killed my entire family. They and I are incompatible with each other! We will fight until death!"
After listening to Long Aotian's words, Xia Fukun took a breath.
"Brother, you are really miserable."
Long Aotian smiled bitterly: "Who says it's not the case..."
Xia Fukun: "But aren't you determined to die? I saw you were running pretty fast just now!"
Long Aotian: "..."
"How did I know that this Evil Blood Hall is so difficult to deal with? I originally thought that I could defeat them one by one and kill all the disciples on the periphery first, but I didn't expect that just the disciples on the periphery would be a bit difficult for me to resist."
Xia Fukun glanced at the extremely embarrassed Long Aotian, and then at the seven or eight disciples of Xuxuetian who were all undamaged.
"You're... I'm afraid you're not overwhelming, but you're just trying to hit a rock with an egg, right?"
Hearing Xia Fukun's words, Long Aotian became anxious:
"Why do you speak so bluntly?"
Xia Fukun: "Haha, plain people don't speak secretly!"
Long Aotian: "???"
"Haha, I see you guys are chatting very enthusiastically, right? You don't take my evil blood hall seriously at all, do you?"
The leading Shaxue Hall disciple sneered. The big sword in his hand spun around in his palm. Immediately with a flick of the sword, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Xia Fukun's head.
"hehe……"
Xia Fukun glanced at him and saw that the leading disciple of the Evil Blood Hall was not strong enough to reach the early stage of the God King.
When...
How dare a guy in the early stage of the God King do this to himself?
Xia Fukun sneered.
"I don't care whether you are a bloodthirsty or hypoglycemic or a White Rabbit toffee."
"The grass on the grave of the last person who pointed a sword at me was already high."
The leading disciple of the Evil Blood Hall frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense! Kill him!"
As he spoke, he threw the big sword in Xia Fukun's direction. Then, the disciples around him all rushed towards Xia Fukun with their teeth and claws open.
Xia Fukun couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the big sword getting closer and closer to him.
And Long Aotian, who was behind Xia Fukun, also closed his eyes at this moment.
It's over, it's over...
In his opinion, if Xia Fukun refused to dodge the big sword thrown by the leading disciple of the Evil Blood Hall, he must not be able to dodge it! Can't escape.
"I told you not to mind your own business..."
Long Aotian sighed.
He didn't want to involve other people. After all, the power of the Evil Blood Hall is so great, and it is still a power attached to the Great Palace. Even some casual cultivators in the realm of gods and emperors are not willing to be enemies with it.
This Xia Fukun, Long Aotian seems to be much younger than himself. Why is this guy so impulsive!
What Long Aotian didn't expect was.
The big sword suddenly stopped when it came to Xia Fukun.
Yes, it stopped suddenly...
There wasn't the slightest hint.
at the same time……
The disciples of the Evil Blood Hall who were rushing toward Xia Fukun, bared their teeth and claws, also paused at this moment.
"Why are you so fat?!"
The leading disciple of the Evil Blood Hall was a little stunned.
He was a little confused about what was going on right now...
Is it possible...
Was it Xia Fukun who pressed the pause button? But it’s not right! They weren't filming. Where did the pause button come from? !
"I told you, the grass on the grave of the last person who pointed his sword at me was already very high."
"You are, don't you understand?"
Xia Fukun grinned at the leading disciple of the Evil Blood Hall, his white teeth reflecting a cold light.
The next second——
All the disciples who rushed towards Xia Fukun fell to the ground instantly. There was blood from the corner of his mouth.
And there was a crack on the big sword that stopped in front of Xia Fukun.
After the crack appeared, fine cracks appeared on the entire sword.
Immediately afterwards——
"Click——"
A crisp sound.
The big sword, shockingly, shattered on the ground.