There is no doubt about it, it is definitely the third senior brother.
I still remember that the first time Kaxiu met his third and fourth brothers Lan Xi and Moses was at the banquet when his eldest brother returned from training in Donghai County. The fourth brother was a one-eyed strong man with a unique personality, while the third brother was a beautiful woman with delicate features.
The two have a very good relationship and can be considered a pair of enemies.
After Kashu became the fifth apprentice, Lan Xi and Moses took good care of him. On the contrary, the eldest apprentice brother was in a high position and was busy with affairs, so they did not meet very often. The second apprentice sister was in seclusion for a long time, and they only met during the Beiliu County exchange competition. It can be said that in the series of times that the Wind Ivory Pendant went back to. The four people who impressed him the most were teacher Lixia.
Sister Li Chu, fourth senior brother Moses, third senior brother Lan Xi.
The second time he returned was not short, and Kaxiu had quite frequent contact and communication with the two. It can be said that they were no longer just brothers in name only, but also friends.
Unfortunately, in the battle to annihilate the clan, he only managed to rescue his teacher Lisha, while all the other members of his sect were buried there.
This also includes the third and fourth senior brothers.
Memories flashed through his mind like a movie. Kaxiu's eyes, which had been a little hazy, recovered and suddenly became cold and angry. His third senior brother Lan Xi, who had died, appeared in front of him again after more than ten years. He could not find any other reason except that his body was occupied by dead blood.
The purpose of the dead blood attacking the Wind Gate is roughly the same. The strong body of the secret warrior is an excellent body to serve as a container for the dead blood.
The normal human body cannot compare to it at all.
In theory, every martial artist who breaks through the limits of the human body and reaches the level of a boxer should have the best clothes for dead blood.
Because of this, after the battle that wiped out the entire clan, Third Senior Brother Lan Xi's dead body was not wasted, but was instead occupied. It was patched up and used for more than a decade until now!
That actually also means that it is very likely that the bodies of other fellow disciples and the body of the elder and leader of the Fengxiang Sect have all been possessed.
He walked in the world with a powerful body, but inside he was controlled by the dirty and dark blood of death. He even spared the corpse of a secret warrior, which was the greatest insult! Kaxiu's eyebrows began to flicker involuntarily, and the blood color spread from the shallow cross-shaped indentation under his golden hair to his eyes.
His eyes suddenly became as bright as scarlet rubies.
The bloodshot at the corners of his eyes spread involuntarily, like dense tree branches, forming a weird red eye shadow.
Feng Liusi, who was from the same origin not far away, noticed the abnormality at the first time. He shouted loudly: "Kaxiu, be careful not to get into trouble with your boxing! What's wrong with you?" Then he tore the surrounding enemies with both hands, flew over and shook away all the enemies around Kaxiu.
He forced himself to make two spaces next to him and stood firmly on his feet.
"I'm fine, I'll control my punches..."
Kaxiu kept staring at Lan Xi's body without looking away.
His voice was low and slightly hoarse. His face was expressionless, and he seemed to be quite restrained as he said. But Feng Liusi could tell at a glance that it was the calm under the storm. The spirit of the Nandou Hongjiu Fist in Kashu could no longer be suppressed and vibrated. At this time, the more restrained he was, the angrier he was.
"..." Feng Liusi was silent, then sighed. After two months of living together in Death Canyon, he basically understood Kaxiu's character. The current situation represented an unparalleled determination to kill, and he would never give up until he achieved his goal.
Feng Liusi had felt it when Kashu first challenged him.
He knew that it was useless to dissuade him, so he quickly asked, "Tell me what you are going to do, or where you need me."
"I will slaughter all the dead blood in the entire Green Street District, especially these black robes, and not let any of them go! Help me gather all the dead blood in this temporary blood nest, especially the black robes." Kaxiu closed his eyes, and hot air slowly flowed out of his nostrils. When he opened his eyes again, the Red Eagle Fist spirit had already wrapped him up and floated in the aura.
This is the sign of truly entering combat mode.
Feng Liusi nodded slowly and casually beat up a member of the Blood Spirit Society who rushed over to die. He gave a final reminder: "Don't be possessed. Killing people is like drinking. Remember not to drink too much."
After saying this, he quickly retreated, side by side with Sheng Feinan who had just walked over, and ran quickly towards the outside of the passage, knocking away several scums who surrounded him.
Beside him, the housekeeper's eyes lit up. He immediately rushed over with Master Youan, following the broken siege all the way.
Thus, the only people left in the entire poker casino were the Blood Spirit Society’s encirclement and Kaxiu at the center of it.
"Do you know me?"
The man in black robes with his hood torn slowly retreated into the crowd, with two other men in black robes on his left and right. A stiff smile appeared on his beautiful but pale face.
"No, he didn't recognize me, but the original owner of this body. It seems that there were still some fish that escaped when the sect was wiped out back then..."
Dead Blood said this while holding up the body of his third senior brother Lan Xi.
His tone was flat, and he looked like an emotionless puppet: "Over the past decade, I have used this body quite well. It is much more solid and durable than an ordinary person. I even have muscle memory for various explosive movements of martial arts..."
"I think your name is Lanxi, right? My name is Xilan."
"Unfortunately, no matter how well-maintained a machine is, if it keeps running for a long time, its parts will eventually age. Even patching it up will inevitably lead to internal decay." Xilan looked at Kaxiu and the half-hundred corpses of the Blood Spirit Society in the casino with burning eyes.
"I think your body is pretty good! You should be strong enough. How about becoming my servant? I can give you a stronger physical fitness, reaction ability, and longevity!"
He stared at Kaxiu's body infatuatedly, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and seemed to feel the strength hidden within.
Beneath the charming eyes is cunning and deceit.
Unexpectedly, Kaxiu showed no sign of wavering, and even said with cold eyes: "Did you hear what I just said?"
"What?" Xilan frowned.
"Don't let any of the black-robed men go!"
Before he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot as if he had teleported.
The entire empty casino was filled with the cry of a fierce bird!
The gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling were vibrating violently.
On the other side, Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan were already rushing through the passage. In fact, Green Street District was not only an entertainment building on the ground, but also had many underground venues similar to boxing rings and casinos. Some of these venues were connected, horizontally and vertically. Each venue also had multiple passages leading to the surface.
The two of them took the main road, which was the fastest and straightest, but there would be many blood spirits gathering in small groups to kill them. There were also some human gunmen who were originally bodyguards of the gray field.
Of course, this was no match for either fighter. Feng Liusi was like the sharpest spear tip, completely unstoppable. They met on a narrow road, head-on collision. It only took five seconds for a five-man Blood Spirit Society team to see Feng Liusi and die. In other words, one person would die in one second.
This is the terrible restraint of the Death Tooth Power on immortality.
For example, Saint Feinan could never do this. Although he could easily deal with the five-man Blood Spirit Society team, it would take a lot of time. It was completely impossible for Feng Liusi to do it without stopping.
At the back of the passage, followed the butler and Young Master Youan.
The butler couldn't say he regretted it now, he could only say he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Bringing the young master to the center of the dangerous vortex of such an extraordinary event was definitely not something a qualified butler should do. He just wanted to send the young master home safely!
The flowers in the greenhouse do need blood to grow strong and healthy, but a pot of blood is enough, a river is just a bath. The washed seedlings will either drown or choke to death.
In one sentence, the butler was too arrogant. He was too confident in the extraordinary strength that he and the young master possessed, and his attitude was too high.
As a result, he ran into an extraordinary event that he was completely unable to handle, and fell into an extremely passive state where he was at the mercy of others.
According to the butler's own estimation, if they were entangled by more than one black-clad man, he and the young master would be in danger. That kind of super-fast regeneration of the flesh is too rogue, and they will be entangled until they die.
However, the three people he believed to be gangsters seemed to have the blood of more than a hundred super-regenerating people on their hands, and they looked like they were strolling around with ease.
Don't take it seriously at all.
This already shows that there is more than one level of difference between the two sides.
The housekeeper recalled the scene when he just came out of the train station. He thought the three people were gangsters. He couldn't help but shook his head in self-mockery. Fortunately, he didn't put on an arrogant attitude at that time. Otherwise, he and the young master and the young lady might also be lying in that alley, with a car full of people.
Boom boom boom boom!
There was an explosion in the aisle in front of the bend, and the entire passage was shaking, as if it was the sound of flesh and blood exploding.
The butler took a deep breath, held the young master's body tightly with his left hand, and quickly rushed into the next section of the passage.
Blood, twisted, limbs, organs, filth...
A few words can describe this disgusting scene. Anyway, Youan, who had to keep his head down and look down, had already fainted from fear. There was no food left in his stomach to vomit.
The butler calmed himself and moved forward quickly through the filth.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Fortunately, there were two big brothers in front of him, and all the intruders were killed. Otherwise, the butler alone would not be able to get out, and the end would be foreseeable.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the night sky, the moonlight was as thin as a veil. Two bloody figures rushed out of the passage. Then they ran towards the several strongholds of the temporary blood nest.
Fifteen seconds later, another figure walked out, looking at the empty street and exhaled heavily. He looked down at the unconscious Youan and muttered to himself: "I don't know whether this experience is good or bad, the shock is too great..."
"I hope that the young master will not have any shadow in his heart from now on..."
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A quiet villa on the edge of the Green Street District.
On the white half-moon-shaped balcony on the third floor, a man in a black silk robe was quietly gazing into the distance in the moonlight.
There were flickering lights and it seemed to be in chaos.
A figure walked quickly into the gate of the villa.
Then he looked up and said, "Mr. Vice President, there has been a riot in the Green District. Powerful enemies have attacked the White Ocean Underground Black Boxing Arena, George Poker Casino, Car Light Strip Club and other places where members gather. Should we mobilize the servants who are recuperating in the Dark Blood Nest and the perfect forms who are sleeping? There are currently eighty Uncorrupted Level and six Undead Level in the Blood Nest." The report ended.
The level of incorruption and immortality mentioned here is naturally the level within the Dead Blood. Ordinary members of the Blood Spirit Club, that is, the embryonic form that has not fully developed, are at the level of incorruption. The complete Dead Blood is at the level of immortality, and the level of the president and vice president of the Blood Spirit Club is at the level of immortality.
In fact, it corresponds to the essence of healing ability: immortality.
The more difficult it is to erase, the more terrifying and powerful the dead blood will be.
All the members of the Blood Spirit Society stationed in Donghai County were in the Green Street District. About two-thirds of them went into various above-ground and underground entertainment venues to hunt every night. The remaining one-third stayed in the Blood Nest to sleep and digest, maintaining combat effectiveness and responsiveness.
The moonlight was clear, with an inexplicable red tint. The cold evening wind blew past, rustling the leaves. The man in black robe was silent for a moment, then lowered his head: "Take half of the people with you, and gather the brothers who are scattered around the block to eat. Eliminate those restless factors directly, I have an important guest today..."
"yes!"
The man received the order and immediately disappeared into the night.
"What? If you have something to do, you can go and deal with it first. I can wait here for a while. Dino." A voice sounded.
The moonlight shone through the open balcony door. On the sofa in the dark living room on the third floor, a person was shrouded in shadow.
"It's okay, it's just a small accident, my people will deal with it quickly." The vice president of the Blood Spirit Society, known as Dino, held a wine glass with a sticky red liquid in one hand. It didn't look like red wine, but a glass of blood.
"Let's not talk about this, let's continue talking about the Tulip Antique Show. We tried it last time, and the power behind the antique show cannot be underestimated. Even for some reason, the people from the Black Agency have also set their sights on this exhibition that has lasted for half a month. This is very troublesome." Dino said slowly.
"Don't beat around the bush. It's our fault. The Black Agency is keeping an eye on us. But it doesn't matter. They can't stop our goal. You only need one Kupan Box. This must be made clear before the action. I don't want to be angry with you then. It's meaningless." The man didn't move at all, like a stiff statue, with his upper body shrouded in shadow.
"Of course, the other antiques can belong to your organization..."
"We only need the Kupan Magic Box." The man in black robe raised his wine glass and drank the blood. "Happy cooperation, Jialuo Luo."
It seems that his name was mentioned.
The man suddenly stood up from the sofa and walked step by step to the balcony covered by moonlight. Under the clear moonlight, a man with a feminine appearance and a sword was looking into the distance. He was blind in one right eye and had no left arm, only a slender right arm.
On the waist are three iron-cutting swords that are half the length of a person.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
The sect organization, Sword Demon, Garola, said so.