Chapter 17 The Price of Blood

The fire is not big, but the smoke is billowing!

The room was built in an earthen fort, and there are not many wooden products in it, only some bookcases, tables and chairs, wooden beams, wooden doors, beds and quilts. Not long after the heavy snow stopped, the ice and snow had not been enlightened, and even a wooden house would not be able to burn a big fire, which is why the smoke was so thick.

The earth fort of Lu Li's house is in the corner of the tribe, and the earth fort nearby is separated by a certain distance, so the fire will not spread.

However, there was a fire here, and billowing black smoke rose into the sky, alarming many people in the tribe, and more people gathered here. Seeing that Di Huo, Di Han and others were here, some women and old people did not dare to surround them.

Obviously, most people in the tribe are aware of the actions of Di Huo and others today. Di Ba became the elder of the outer hall of the Zhao family, and his prestige in the clan greatly increased. No one would offend Di Ba's lineage because of this trivial matter.

certainly……

No one wanted to see Lu Li's siblings at all, and the sixth uncle who only cared about them was sick in bed at the moment, and he couldn't care if he wanted to.

Seeing the tribesmen in the distance, Lu Li's mouth showed a hint of coldness. Although they were born and raised in this tribe, they didn't feel at home here at all. At this moment, his heart was completely cold.

"Sister, stand aside first, and when I wound all these people, I will take you out of the tribe. Whoever dares to block us today, I will abolish him!"

The fire behind him was getting bigger and bigger, causing half of Lu Li's face to turn red. After he waited for Lu Ling to walk out of the yard and stand aside, he slowly walked outside, this time he stepped towards Di Han step by step.

"what?"

More than a dozen people outside, including Di Huo and Di Tian, ​​changed their faces slightly. At this moment, they felt a difference, Lu Li's aura was rising, like a beast in a desperate situation, ready to fight back.

"kill--"

Di Han felt that he couldn't continue walking for Lu Li, otherwise his momentum would continue to rise, and he would be pressed and beaten by Lu Li.

He let out a loud roar, a little on one leg, and his body fell.

"Master!"

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any. Di Han didn't show his profound skills, just a simple stroke like this, but Lu Li felt that he was locked by the long knife in three directions, and there was no other way to go except retreating and resisting hard.

Behind is the smoking house,

Lu Li had no choice but to resist. His legs were bent, and he held the long knife with both hands. He used to hold the knife with one hand in battles before, which shows that Di Han put a lot of pressure on him.

"drink!"

He chose to take the initiative to attack, and the long knife swung high and slashed down, straight to Di Han's face. His knife was still as fast as ever, but in the blink of an eye it was already approaching Di Han, about to hit him in the head.

"Ha ha!"

Di Han sneered, Lu Li could not cultivate profound skills without profound strength, but he possessed a profound skill of movement and a profound skill of swordsmanship.

Lu Li's domineering slash felt very ridiculous in his eyes, he could easily dodge Lu Li's attack, and then scratched him with a knife.

He does it too!

He pressed down with the long knife, slid through a beautiful arc, turned his body upside down, and took Lu Li's kneecap with a single knife. If this knife hit him, Lu Li's leg would be destroyed...

"Sigh~"

Some old people in the distance couldn't bear to see the tragic state of the broken leg, and looked away. On the other hand, Lu Ling still didn't eat the fireworks of the world, and his face was cold. It seemed that it was not Lu Li who was about to break his leg, but an irrelevant person.

"drink!"

At the critical moment, Lu Li didn't panic, and didn't even look at the slipping knife. With a turn of his hands, the sword's momentum continued, and he slid across an arc and continued to slash towards Di Han's head.

Fight for your life!

This was Lu Li's strategy. He was going to trade one leg for Di Han's life. It just depends on Di Han's courage.

It is clear!

Di Han didn't have the guts, and he wouldn't be so stupid, he would trade his life for Lu Li's leg. All he had to do was change his move. The long knife flipped and slid up to block Lu Li's knife. The knife was too fast, and he had no way to dodge it.

Lu Li was in the air and couldn't take advantage of it. As long as he blocked the knife, the door would be opened wide. He had dozens of ways to injure Lu Li.

"Clang~"

A spark lit up, and the dull sound of the knife crashing shook everyone's blood. The power of this knife was so powerful that Di Han's body trembled violently, his legs sank under the gravel road, pressing out two deep footprints.

"not good!"

Di Huo let out a soft cry, and Di Tian's expression became solemn, and the two of them sensed something was wrong from Di Han's expression.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Lu Li's long knife was bounced away, but he didn't stop for a moment. The long knife kept slashing in mid-air, and the knife fatally hit Di Han's forehead. They all carry tens of thousands of pounds.

"Clang clang clang!"

One after another dull sound of gold and iron colliding, sparks flying everywhere, Di Han's complexion became miserable, outsiders might not see anything, only he himself knew how hard he blocked.

Lu Li has no profound strength, but his strength is not weaker than his, at least ten thousand jins.

The most important thing is - Lu Li's knife is too fast, he can chop four or five knives in one breath, and each knife has ten thousand jins of power. It took only a few blinks of an eye to chop down more than a dozen knives, and it felt like he would never be exhausted.

The speed of the knife was too fast, one knife after another, Di Han couldn't counterattack at all, if he didn't block, his head would be chopped to pieces. If he didn't want to die, he could only grit his teeth to block Lu Li's surging attack.

He had already held the long knife with both hands, otherwise he would have been slashed. Despite this, his mouth had already begun to bleed, his hands were numb, his legs were trembling, his whole body was rolling with blood, and the blood in his throat was already spurting out because he was desperately pressing it...

"Clang clang clang!"

Lu Li's strength was unforgiving, and after he fell to the ground, he jumped up again, and swung the long knife in both hands and chopped down continuously. His own blood was also shaken, but he held his breath and continued to chop down. He knew that if he couldn't defeat Di Han this time, once he was discouraged, he would be killed by Di Han.

"Chong!"

After Lu Li slashed seven or eight knives again, Di Han's long knife suddenly broke. Lu Li chops at the same position every time he slashes. Although Di Han's long sword is a profound weapon of character, Lu Li's sword is also a profound weapon of character. Under the continuous slashing of gravity, Di Han's long knife, like the claws of the red phosphorus eagle, could no longer resist.

"what?"

The long knife was cut, and Di Han opened the door. Looking at the long knife that Lu Li continued to chop, he screamed in horror. If Lu Li didn't withdraw the knife, his head would definitely be chopped to pieces. The expressions of Di Huo and the others also changed greatly, Di Huo roared angrily: "Lu Li, stop!"

The blade was so violent that Lu Li couldn't stop it, so he shifted the blade to the side at the last moment, and tried to use as much force as possible.

"Crack!"

The long knife slashed hard at Di Han's left shoulder, and the body of the knife penetrated three inches into his body, almost slashing Di Han's left shoulder and arm.

"what…"

Di Han let out a painful howl, and stepped back more than ten steps, holding on to his bloody shoulders and roaring non-stop. His eyes were full of resentment, and the pain was piercing to the bone.

In the corner of his light, he saw that Lu Ling was not far behind him, and when he turned his eyes, Di Han's face became hideous, and he shot at Lu Ling, roaring continuously: "Little bastard, you dare to hurt me, I will Let your sister lame the other leg too!"

Standing in the corner, Lu Ling, who had been unmoved and looked indifferent, saw Di Han rushing towards him with a grim face.

She smiled lightly, looking extra coquettish under the light of the fire, she said lightly, "If you can't beat your brother, you are going to bully a weak woman who is powerless? Di Han, you are as unpromising as your father's uncle. But...are you sure I can bully? I said five years ago that anyone who wants to bully our siblings will have to pay the price, the price of blood!"