Liangzhou Red Maple Valley.

The autumn wind swept like a sword, and the valley was full of red maple leaves, fluttering, like a blood-drinking spirit butterfly.

On a hillside in the Red Maple Valley, it is a place where the Xiuzhen sect is located.

The red wall is blue tile, the red door is high, and a boulder outside the closed gate is engraved with three words "red maple pie". The font is straight, as if engraved by a sharp sword.

In the square in the courtyard inside the gate, more than 100 young disciples dressed in blue stood there neatly with their sword boxes on their backs. Their expressions were serious and their eyes were awe-inspiring.

In front of more than 100 blue-clothed disciples, there stood an old man with gray hair and a red robe.

The old man in red said: "Recently, in the territory of Golden Buddha Township, purple disasters have been rampant. Many small cults of Xiuzhen were attacked by the Purple Calamity, and some of them were even slaughtered. ”

The old man in red frowned and continued: "Yesterday, I received a courier from the flying pigeon of the Golden Buddha Temple. The letter informed that this time the Purple Calamity was manipulated by the Shadow Organization behind the scenes. Our Red Maple Sect is only a small sect, and we are powerless to fight against the behemoth Shadow Organization. The letter also made it clear that the murderous Purple Calamity was likely to attack the Red Maple Valley within three days, so it was best for us to leave the sect first to avoid the disaster. As the head of the Red Maple Sect, I am deeply ashamed that I cannot protect the foundation of the Red Maple Sect, nor can I give protection to my disciples. ”

"The Shadow Order is too vicious. ”

"The Red Maple Sect is our place of cultivation, and it is also our home, why should we leave. ”

"Our Red Maple Sect has always promoted good and eliminated evil, how can we be intimidated by evildoers this time. ”

"We have been cultivating non-stop in the cold and summer, and the Dao Sword in our hands is to kill the evildoers. ”

......

The disciples were talking.

The old man in red waved his hand to the opposite side, and the square was temporarily quiet, and he continued: "I thought about it all night yesterday, this sect is just an empty shell, and everyone present is the foundation and future of the Red Maple Sect. If you have practiced the exercises of my Red Maple Sect, you will always be a disciple of the Red Maple Sect, and as long as you are here, the Red Maple Sect will have a spring. I, "Hongyi", are already old, but you are still young, and I will not let you die in vain at the moment of strong enemies. As the head of the sect, I can't leave the Red Maple Sect, otherwise, I can't live with the heavenly spirits of the ancestors of the Red Maple Sect, and I can't live with the oath I made to live and die with the Red Maple Sect when the master passed on the position of head to me that day. ”

Speaking of this, the more than 100 disciples in the square were already in tears and filled with righteous indignation.

"We want to stay with the head of the sect and protect the Red Maple Sect. ”

"Protect the Red Maple Pie. ”

"Protect the Red Maple Pie. ”

"Protect the Red Maple Pie. ”

The sound was loud and resounding through the Red Maple Valley.

The old man in red looked at the other side, his eyes cold.

"Warehouse!"

The Dao sword in the sword box behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and the silver light swirled and hovered above his head. The whole body of that sword was silver and shiny, and the surface was engraved with a maple leaf-style prohibition, and waves of maple leaf-red spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye continued to emanate from the surface of the sword body.

Immediately, the old man in red turned his right hand into a sword and pointed towards a boulder in the square.

The Dao sword buzzed, the sword qi flew up, and with a bang, the boulder was cut in two.

"I have made up my mind, and those who disobey orders are like this stone. Remember, where there are red maple leaves flying, there is a red maple pie. The old man in red took away the sword and said sharply.

The scene fell silent.

After that, more than 100 disciples walked out of the gate of the Red Maple Sect, turning back from time to time, with cuffs not

Wipe the tears that spurted out of the corners of his eyes, and walked away on a red leaf.

Early in the morning of the second day.

As usual, the sun sprinkled into the red maple valley on time, lighting up the eyes full of red, and the red maple leaves of the red maple valley were still very beautiful, like a burning fire.

Outside the gate of the Red Maple Sect, the old man in red sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, placing the sword box on his knees. The corners of his clothes and gray hair were stained with the sparkle of morning dew.

The old man in red opened his eyes and carefully wiped the bits of morning dew from the surface of the sword box with his cuffs. He looked at the Dao Sword on his knee affectionately, and whispered to himself, "When Master passed you on to me, our fates were already tied together. The red maple faction is here, the red maple sword is there, and the sword is in the people. ”

Although the sound is not loud, it has a sound on the ground.

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Entrance to Red Maple Valley.

The autumn wind was speechless, sending a deep coolness.

Click. Click.

On the ground, which had been empty, dirt rolled outward, burying the autumn leaves around it.

What is terrible is that among the rolling dirt, there are white bones and bones crawling out.

Not long after, three ordinary skeletons stood on the ground.

A black wind squeaked and swirled around the surface of the three white skeletons. When the black wind cleared, the three white-boned skeletons turned into three middle-aged men wearing gray robes, with the same appearance and dark gray faces.

The pupil in each of their left eyes was a demonic purple purple—the Purple Calamity.

"Red Maple Valley, it should be here. ”

"The Red Maple Pie is in the valley. ”

"This time, will we kill only their heads, or will we kill them all?"

"It's really boring to kill and kill. I don't think it's better for us to gamble, if the head of the Red Maple Sect can survive three moves, we will let his disciple go. ”

"Three moves? Lao Tzu kills people, it has always been one move, directly cut out the heart, poof, and neatly. ”

"Aren't you going to cut two more swords? ”

"Interesting, I can't wait. ”

These three people are the three naturalized Purple Scourge of the Shadow Organization who have repeatedly caused bloody cases in Liangzhou before.

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Red Maple Valley, outside the Red Maple Pai Mountain Gate.

The old man in red sat cross-legged, and the "Red Maple Sword" was still comfortably resting on his knees like a well-behaved woman.

The old man in red looked at the distance opposite and his eyes suddenly froze, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the Red Maple Sword.

"Are you coming? It's three people. ”

The cultivation of the old man in red is the Yuan Soul Realm, and within a distance of 100 zhang, it is enough to see all the details of the characters.

He saw that three people with purple pupils in their left eyes were coming side by side towards the mountain gate of the Red Maple Sect. His heart was pounding, and the Dao Sword in his hand was also buzzing and trembling, as if he was about to jump out of the sword box urgently.

The three purple-eyed gray-robed men were getting closer and closer. They also saw the old man in red from a distance.

"Huh, why is there a guard dog at the door of this red maple pie? ”

"What kind of eyes are you? Is that a dog? It's just a mouse. ”

"Hey, it's a shivering mouse. One of them made a strange face, "Meow Meow—" and learned two sharp cat meows.

The old man in red stood up and took a few long steps forward. His figure is reflected under the mountain gate, and the mountain gate is even taller because of him.

He was dressed in red and had no wind automatically, and the red maple sword was already out of its sheath, and it was tightly held in his hand, the tip of the sword

Pointing directly at the three people opposite, the sword qi exuded above the tip of the sword sneered, more harsh than the autumn wind.

"Hong Yi, the head of the Red Maple Sect, is here, and the Red Maple Sect doesn't welcome you. If you move forward, the red maple sword will drink the blood of Er. The old man in red spewed fire in his eyes and scolded sharply.

"Hello boss. The middle man said expressionlessly.

"We were about to kill you, and you yourself came to the door, sensible. The person on the left said with a similarly expressionless face.

"You old fellow, pointing a broken sword at us, what do you mean? The one on the right said with a similarly expressionless face.

The old man in red swept his senses, and his heart first chuckled, "The cultivation of these three people is the same as mine, they are both at the second level of the Yuan Soul Realm, and their soul power fluctuations are not weaker than mine at all." The enemy is outnumbered, and it is necessary to break through each by thunderbolt means to have a trace of vitality. ”

"The Red Maple Sect is not affected by evil spirits, and I, Hong Yi, am the thirteenth head of the Red Maple Sect. I can't let you step into the Red Maple Sect even half a step away. The old man in red scolded loudly.

The old man in red urged his soul power, and circles of red soul power fluctuations centered on his feet, spreading out in all directions.

Everywhere you go, you redefine the power of the realm.

In the soul domain, pieces of red maple leaves the size of a millstone are dancing, but they do not fall, and their shape is picturesque.

At the same time, the old man in red gently sent the Dao sword in his hand to his side. A little silver ripple rippled, and the red maple sword disappeared into the void as if it had been thrown into the mirror lake.

The next moment, heaven and earth shook.

The power of the original Red Maple Realm swelled suddenly, and a radius of several hundred zhang was shrouded in it. In an instant, the three people on the opposite side were trapped in the field.

The oppression brought by the power of the realm instantly fell on the three purple-eyed monsters. Outside of them, gray arcs of electricity crackled.

Gray-white ghost aura swirled out from the feet of the three, as if it was the soul domain of the ghost path exercises.

In just three breaths, the soul domains of the two sides reached a balance of conflict.

It is also the second layer of cultivation in the Yuan Soul Realm, and the power of the Soul Domain is almost the same. But the purple-haired old man's soul domain was very large, and he always covered the three people opposite him.

The old man in red looked at him, pinched the magic technique with both hands, and on his fingertips, red spiritual lights quickly intertwined, turning into a red maple leaf-shaped magic seal in the blink of an eye.

There was a soft crack, and the maple leaf magic seal in the old man in red turned into a maple leaf-shaped fluctuation and dispersed. And the figure of the old man in red became blurred with the power of this fluctuation until he disappeared.

In the field, the thunderous voice of the old man in red was heard.

"Wait for you arrogant people, accept the punishment of my Red Maple Sect's moves. ”

Huhuhuhu-

Within the field, the wind was blowing, and those red maple leaves the size of a millstone swirled in the wind.

"This old guy is a fool. "There is a man on the left.

"Don't hide, you rat. "A man on the right.

"It seems to be funny. "One in the middle.

In the field, the wind stopped, and the original red maple leaf phantom disappeared, but there were more than a dozen old men in red. Each of them was the same, with the same soul power fluctuations emanating from their bodies, holding the Red Maple Sword, and their murderous aura was soaring.

"He came out, how did it become so much. "There is a man on the left.

"Let me count, one mouse becomes fifteen mice. "A man on the right.

"It's a kendo illusion. "One in the middle.

"Suffer death. In the void, more than a dozen old men in red roared at the same time.