"This man is so powerful, he actually injured the young monk in more than ten moves." Gui Er praised.

"The young monk was careless, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to win so easily." Ghost Daozi replied.

"Who is this person?" Gui San asked.

"If my guess is correct, this person should be Luo Youdong, the double swordsman." Guidaozi replied.

"Luo Youdong, the dual swordsman ranked third on the swordsman list?" Luo Baikong asked in surprise.

"In today's world, there are very few people who can wield two swords. He is the only one who can wield two swords so powerfully." Gui Er also agreed with his master.

"How could the young monk suddenly master the blood-devouring art?" Gui Wu asked puzzledly.

"This is exactly what I want to find out. Third brother, follow the young monk and don't let him get lost!" Gui Daozi suddenly remembered something and immediately ordered Gui Sandao.

"Master, aren't we going to deal with those old guys? What's the use of following this young monk?" Gui San asked in confusion.

"Go if you are told. Why are you asking so many questions? Be careful, don't be discovered by him. It doesn't matter if you lose your life, but don't miss my important event." Gui Daozi said it very easily, as if Gui San was in his eyes

It is simply an inanimate object that can be given up at any time.

Gui San was not displeased and just chased after the little monk Baoli.

"Then what should we do now? Should we take action?" Gui Er asked.

"Put a long line to catch big fish, don't you understand?" Guidaozi said with a sinister smile, seeming to have another good strategy.

In a moment, Luo Youdong had finished adjusting Tianming's breath. However, the right hands of Tianming and Bao Li were damaged by the blood-eating method. It was difficult to recover for a while. At this time, they were still shaking and couldn't use any strength at all.

"Thank you, brother, for helping me." Tianming thanked him.

"Are you from Xiaoyao Sect?" Luo Youdong had already figured out his identity.

"I'm at Xiaoyaomen Tianming." Tianming replied.

"Are you the only son of Hero Tianshi Lietian?" Luo Youdong asked again.

"Yes, my father is Tian Shilie." Tianming said again.

"Damn it, it seems Xiaoyao really has no successor!" Luo Youdong said without hesitation.

Luo Youdong ranked third on the swordsman list. Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts, but he was also famous for his "dirty" words. When he said this, Tianming was speechless and wished he could just find a hole in the ground to crawl in. At first, Tianming was regarded as the only one in Xiaoyao Sect.

Although he rarely appears in the world, he is already quite famous.

However, the reputation is hard to live up to.

For a young man who has never experienced the storm, "famous" is a huge burden.

The tone in which Luo Youdong spoke just now was obviously very dissatisfied with Tianming's performance just now. Although the young monk Baoli is now an extremely domineering and powerful figure, Tianming, as the leader of the younger generation in the Xiaoyao Sect, has little ability to fight back when he is forced to do so.

No, it still doesn’t make sense.

Luo Youdong seems to know that he said the wrong thing. In fact, he is not a vicious person, he is just outspoken and unblocked.

"By the way! Why are you the only one here? Where are the others in Xiaoyao Sect?" Luo Youdong had no choice but to change the topic.

Tianming did not answer immediately, but looked around, and then said softly: "On the boat."

"It is said that Sect Master Ren is injured. Looking at it like this, even a young boy like you can't protect him at all. I'd better stay with you!" Luo Youdong said loudly.

Tianming didn't know Luo Youdong well, and obviously didn't want him to know where his master was, let alone be with him, so he hesitated and didn't know how to refuse.

"You bastard, why don't you lead the way!" Luo Youdong suddenly shouted harshly, as if he was teaching his son a lesson.

Tianming was timid to begin with, but Luo Youdong shouted loudly, so he had to obey and lead the way.

Although Luo Youdong is vulgar, he is actually quite upright and reliable, and his reputation in the world is not bad. However, Tianming has little knowledge and does not know much about this person. Therefore, although he leads the way, he is still a little worried in his heart.

The more Tian Ming thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he saw that this man spoke vulgarly and did not seem like a good person. So with a thought, he suddenly pushed Luo Youdong back, first pushing Luo Youdong back a few steps, and then he ran away.

Luo Youdong was caught off guard. If it weren't for his profound skills, he would have been pushed to the ground by Tianming. But he reacted very quickly. He rushed over and grabbed Tianming's back. Tianming didn't expect Luo Youdong to react so quickly, and returned with his left hand.

A palm, but his vitality was hurt by the young monk just now, and his skill was not as good as Luo Youdong's. Luo Youdong only gave him a slight push back, and he was already pushed back several steps. If Luo Youdong hadn't deliberately held back his hand, Tianming would have been injured long ago.

Tianming didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, and he was no match for this man, so he had to turn around and run away.

"You bastard, you are so damn insidious." Luo Youdong cursed bitterly.

However, he obviously had no ill intentions. Otherwise, with his skill, he would be more than capable of dealing with the injured Tian Ming. However, he did not chase after him and hit him harshly, but just cursed and chased him, throwing away his weapon.

Collected them all.

Tianming ran back desperately, thinking about it, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"No, we can't expose the whereabouts of our grandfathers." Tianming thought like this, and planned to run back. Not wanting to turn around in time, he tripped on his feet and fell into someone's arms.

"I'm sorry..." Tianming was about to apologize when he saw that the man carrying a blunt logging knife was none other than his senior brother Huang Jishan.

"Senior brother, someone is chasing me." Tianming yelled urgently.

Huang Jishan looked calm, but the woodcutter on his back seemed to have received some kind of instruction. Suddenly, it buzzed. The sound was not loud, but murderous intent suddenly arose.

"What a domineering knife!" Luo Youdong frowned when he heard the sound of the knife, stopped suddenly, and praised him, obviously knowing the opponent he met.

The young man in front of him is not much older than Tianming, but he is handsome and has an extraordinary temperament. Although he does not seem to be very eye-catching in person, anyone who has seen him will be instantly impressed by his temperament.

But what is even more surprising is the knife on the young man's back. It is a long wood-chopping knife with a black light. It has no blade, but it has the spirit of the knife and can even understand the owner's thoughts.

Huang Jishan was much more mature than Tianming and was not in a hurry to take action. He asked: "Who is the master of the sect? Why are you chasing my junior brother?"

Huang Jishan was very polite, but Luo Youdong was a rough man and cursed loudly: "Grandson! I am your father!"

Huang Jishan laughed when he heard this: "You want to be both a father and a grandfather, so what exactly are you?"

"Fuck you, I'm not a thing!"
Chapter completed!