Blood Hand Fei Yan stayed at his old friend's place for another night before leaving.
After the Blood Hand Flying Scythe left, it flew nearly a thousand miles in one direction before slowly stopping. He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense until he confirmed that no one was following him. Then he couldn't help but smile.
Yesterday, when he saw the bounty jade slip, his face almost changed color. The secret order described the target's appearance, age, etc.
Even the approximate range of its appearance was guessed at, but this range was too large, as wide as 100,000 miles. Even for a Jindan cultivator, it was like facing a vast ocean.
It is estimated that only a Nascent Soul cultivator could use his divine sense to cover the area and search quickly. Otherwise, five days have passed since the secret order was issued, and the secret killing order still shows that the target exists, which shows how slim this chance is.
As for descriptions such as age and appearance, Blood Hand Feijian knew that these could only be used as a reference. For monks, these could still be changed. Moreover, he encountered dozens, if not hundreds, of monks whose appearances changed every day.
However, the last few words on the jade slip caused a huge wave in Blood Hand Fei Yan's heart.
The target is most likely two people, and they are suspected to be one old and one young. The younger one's cultivation level will not exceed the tenth level of Qi Condensation, while the older one should be at the great perfection of Foundation Establishment or Fake Pill.
This instantly reminded him of the master and servant duo he met in Xuanqing Temple, the young man in purple. The young man's age was not concealed, but his appearance must have changed.
But Blood Hand Fei Lian was an old hand in the martial arts world after all. He had noticed yesterday that the purple-robed young man's appearance was not his true face. It was just common for cultivators not to show their true faces, not to mention that he was a Qi Condensation cultivator, so he did not care.
But now that he thought about it, it was somewhat consistent with the description in the secret killing jade slip, which made him feel pleasantly surprised.
However, most of the people who practice Taoism are selfish. Even when facing his old friend, Blood Hand Fei Yan wanted to keep the reward for himself. How could he be willing to share it with his old friend
He concealed the past calmly and stayed there for another night before leaving slowly, with the aim of dispelling his old friend's suspicion.
After Blood Hand Flying Scythe made sure that there was no one around, it quickly flew towards the nearest teleportation array and then returned to Xuanqing Temple again.
However, when he arrived at Xuanqing Temple, Li Yan and the others had already left. When he asked the gray-haired old man next to the teleportation array, the old man kept shaking his head.
Blood Hand Flying Scythe was too lazy to argue with the old man anymore, and hurriedly found Taoist Gong, saying that he remembered the young man in purple today and thought he must be the descendant of an old friend, but the old friend had passed away and asked him to take care of him before his death.
Today I just remembered the appearance of that young man, and he was quite similar to an old friend, so I wanted to know where they went
After hearing this, Taoist Gong sneered in his heart. Of course, he also realized that the young man in purple had an illusion of appearance, but Blood Hand Flying Scythe's words were full of loopholes.
But there were many things going on in Xuanqing Temple, and Taoist Gong didn't want to offend the other party. He thought about the fact that he knew some of the residences of the two purple-shirted young men, and that the other party didn't have any great background. After a little hesitation, he told the purple-shirted young man where he was going.
After Blood Hand Fei Yan learned about it, he hurriedly teleported to Linshui City. After some searching, he actually tracked him down here.
When the hunchbacked old man heard Blood Hand Flying Sickle's words, his heart skipped a beat and he knew that the situation was not good.
With his level of cultivation, even if the Blood Hand Flying Scythe was already in the late stage of foundation building, plus the He brothers, he was not afraid. It was only a matter of time to deal with them. However, if the young man behind him was not careful, he might be ambushed by them.
The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but take a deep breath, staring into Blood Hand Fei Sickle's eyes and spoke slowly.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, do you think this is feasible? At this point, I will not hide it anymore. My young master is from the Hu Chen family. Do you dare to attack someone from the Hu Chen family? Humph!
Even if you succeed by chance, do you think you can still leave? Even if I risk my life, I will leave the three of you here to be buried with me.
At the same time, I know exactly who offered the reward for the killing of my young master. Even if my young master dies, you may not be able to get the "Xuanming Order".
This item still needs to be fought over among several branches of the family, and her branch may not be able to win easily. If you fail to produce the "Xuanming Order" by then, you will be hunted down by the "Hu Chen" family. You must think carefully.
Why are they trying to hunt down our young master? That means our young master is a great threat to them. If he returns to the clan, he will have the ability to get the chance to compete for the successor. If Daoist Zhuo can lend a hand, we may be able to get these things by then."
After hearing what the hunchbacked old man said, Blood Hand Flying Sickle was stunned.
The secret jade slip of the bounty order did not specify that the target was a member of the "Hu Chen" family. Thinking of the "Hu Chen" family's horrifying and bizarre methods of poisoning, Blood Hand Fei Shan couldn't help but feel a little scared, and a hint of hesitation suddenly appeared on his face.
If the target is not someone from the "Hu Chen" family, then even if the hunchbacked old man has reached the great perfection of foundation building, he still believes that once he succeeds, he will not hesitate to sacrifice his essence, blood and lifespan to use the secret method of "Blood Shadow Escape", and the other party will not be able to catch up.
But just as he was hesitating, the two He brothers looked at each other. He Manzi, the man in black robe with a short beard, had a gleam in his eyes and thought to himself.
"Even this Blood Hand Flying Scythe has arrived. If we delay any further, it will only cause more and more trouble."
Thinking of this, He Manzi suddenly bowed to the Blood Hand Flying Sickle.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, can't you understand what they mean? The person who is being hunted down with a bounty is also from the Hu Chen family, and should be a powerful faction in the family.
As far as I know, this boy is just a bastard and has no background. Since the family that offered a reward for his death dared to do so, they must be able to settle the matter within the family afterwards.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about his threats. As for offering equal rewards, he has to wait until he gets the qualification for inheritance, which is an unknown. It would be better to kill him directly, which would be faster.
Moreover, you just heard the conversation between me and them, and I think you also know the identities of my two brothers. My two brothers are members of the "Thunder Shadow", and we only need half of the reward.
As for the matter of the 'Xuanming Order', we will solve it ourselves!
After we kill this boy, we don't care who the person who puts the bounty on him is. We must hand over this thing in the end. Otherwise, even if she is from the Hu Chen family, she won't dare to deny her debt in front of Ci Ying.
In this case, why don't we join forces once? If we succeed, you can take the 'Dustless Pill' and the other half of the reward. How about that
As for how to escape from this old man afterwards, it all depends on our own abilities."
He Manzi's cold voice revealed his determination to win. After hearing the other party's suggestion, the light in Blood Hand Feijian's eyes became brighter and brighter. He originally came for the "Dustless Pill". He tapped the folding fan in his hand and spoke word by word.
"Then it's settled. I'll hold Fellow Daoist Zhuo back, and the two of you will quickly kill this guy, and then each of you will follow your fate."
After hearing what Blood Hand Flying Sickle said, He Manzi's eyes flashed with a cold light and his eyes narrowed into slits.
The Blood Hand Flying Scythe was truly vicious. It seemed that he had handed over the task of easily killing the purple-shirted young man to them, while he went to deal with the hunchbacked old man with extraordinary magical powers. On the surface, it seemed that the two brothers had gained the upper hand, but in fact, it was not the case.
Once they killed the young man in purple, the demon dog Yueying would probably attack them like crazy.
By then, Blood Hand Fei Yan would definitely take the opportunity to escape, and if the "Hu Chen" family really investigates the matter in the future, then the ones who would be hunted down would be the two brothers themselves.
When Blood Hand Flying Sickle saw the He brothers looking at him unfriendly, he smiled slightly, moved towards the two brothers, and then stopped again.
With this action, the He brothers immediately understood what the other party meant.
If he didn't agree, the Blood Hand Flying Scythe would turn around and help the purple-shirted young man to deal with the two of them, which would ruin his good fortune.
He Manzi gritted his teeth. He came here to kill the young man in purple. Now that he had the chance, why was he still hesitating
I believe that with the ability of "Shadow Assassin", they would have already found out the identity of this bastard and found that he posed no threat. After killing him, the organization would handle everything behind the scenes.
"Okay, then let's follow what Fellow Daoist Lin said."
He Manzi no longer hesitated and spoke to the Blood Hand Flying Sickle.
The hunchbacked old man had been staring at this side. He knew that no matter whether he threatened or bribed them, if there were no "shadows" like the He brothers, and if he knew the details of his side, it might be of some use.
But it was obvious that those in the family who wanted the young master dead had already informed "Ciying" of the situation. He no longer had any secrets, and there were fewer benefits that could tempt the other party.
He did not look back. While the other three were still discussing, he sent a message to the purple-shirted young man.
“Young Master, I will stop the three of them later. You should exert all your power and try your best to escape as far as you can.
If there is a way, I will go find you. You wait for me at Lingyue Mountain, a thousand miles away from the family. If I am not there in three days, you can't go to the family by yourself. I think you will be killed by the enemy before you enter the family area. "
The purple-shirted young man was shocked when he heard this, his expression changed, and he quickly sent a message.
"Uncle Sang, how sure are you?"
Upon hearing this, the hunchbacked old man fell silent, and then transmitted the message again.
"I can only hold the three of them back for half a cup of tea at best. The rest is up to you."
At this point, the hunchbacked old man sighed inwardly. If he wanted to kill the three of them, it would take at least half an hour, and that was assuming the three of them didn't run away.
However, if the other party wanted to get away from him and escape in several directions, only a cultivator above the Jindan level would be able to capture and kill them all.
But he could only chase in one direction, and by then, how would he be able to split himself to take care of the young master
Now he had no choice but to resort to great efforts and use a powerful secret method that would consume his lifespan, if he could trap them for about half a cup of tea. This was already his limit, and after half a cup of tea, he would be exhausted and at the mercy of others.
These words touched the purple-shirted young man's heart. How could he not understand? His face turned pale in an instant.
He clenched the white jade bottle in his hand even tighter. With his cultivation level at the Qi Condensation Stage, how far could half a cup of tea get him
Looking at that old figure, he couldn't help sobbing.
"Uncle Sang, if we continue like this, I'm afraid both of us will perish. You should leave and find a place to practice in peace.
You have been practicing for me for too long these years, otherwise you should have reached the false elixir stage, or even condensed the golden elixir. When your golden elixir is fully developed, if you have the chance, you can avenge me. "
After hearing this, the hunchbacked old man couldn't help but snorted loudly while transmitting his voice to the young man in purple.
"Who do you think I am? Your mother entrusted you to me, and I ran away when something bad happened? My son, if you say that again, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my nephew. I will make a move in a moment, and you will run away immediately. Don't hurt my feelings..."
Before they finished their message, Blood Hand Fei Yan had already reached an agreement with the He brothers.
The Blood Hand Flying Sickle opened with a "swish" sound, and the folding fan in his hand opened. Suddenly, the space was filled with a strong smell of blood.
At the same time, he took a step forward and walked towards the old man, while the He brothers also moved to the left and right, intending to go behind the old man and surround the young man in purple.
Upon seeing this, the hunchbacked old man's hair and beard stood on end, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted suddenly.
"You thieves, I will let you see the power of the Demon Dog Moon Shadow!"