The firelight illuminated the surroundings, and the girl's eyes were a little incredulous, and she shouted: "In addition to the cliff in the back mountain, it is Gu Mountain, how did you come up?"

Listening to the girl's voice, Pei Ziyun's eyes were cold, the person who came was not good, he was a copycat enemy?

"Kill!"

More than 20 mountain people surrounded him, with a murderous aura on his body, and the knives on his waist were pulled out, and the knives were in the firelight, with killing intent, shouting, surrounding, besieging and killing, and the momentum was amazing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kill"

Pei Ziyun pulled out the long sword, sneered, the sword light suddenly rose, and the "Zheng" sword fire burst out instantly, and a trace of power as thin as a hair went up on the knife, and the long knife suddenly tilted, almost out of his hand.

"Poof" A bloody hole appeared in the man's throat for a moment.

Then there was a knife light, Pei Ziyun's figure appeared, and when he reached the right rib of this person, this person couldn't dodge at all, the bystanders were clear, and the rest of the people exclaimed at the same time, only to hear a "poof" sound, the long sword advanced in, penetrating without hindrance, and the tip of the sword passed through the internal organs heavily, and it was stirred.

"Uh......" said too late, and the two of them fell down with a muffled grunt.

"Kill, follow the young master to kill the enemy. ”

"Kill, kill him!" someone screamed, and in an instant, several knives were slashed.

"Flash!"

At this moment, a cloud of white light exploded in an instant, and everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't see clearly.

"Kill!" Pei Ziyun flashed left, the sword was picked, and the tip penetrated into the left crotch of a person, then pulled out, and flashed again, and the sword ruthlessly penetrated into a person's heart.

As he walked, the sword flashed, and the people who surrounded him tore their throats and blood splattered.

The effect of the flash spell subsided, and the mountain warriors who pounced on him were shocked when they saw it, and screamed: "Witchcraft, the witchcraft of the high priest!"

"Don't panic. At this moment, a middle-aged mountain man came up and shouted, "Come to your life!"

The sword light slashed at him.

"Warrior, warrior!" the originally somewhat frightened mountain warriors all shouted,

There were clouds in the sky, and at this time they dispersed, the cold moonlight and the shining starlight, suddenly, the sword light flashed, and the middle-aged mountain man's head flew out, and then he opened his mouth wide, and there was a scream.

In less than a tenth of a second of the scream, the body rushed forward, and the servant fell, fell to the ground, and as soon as he stood upright, he rose semi-upright, and a large red and white mass appeared on his head with the hood off, and then, without any sound or movement, he fell down again.

It was only at this time that Pei Ziyun retreated for the first time and avoided two swords.

can make Pei Ziyun back down, he is extraordinary, the two people in front of him have bright eyes, but one is a teenager, although he is tall, his face is still childish, and the other is a middle-aged man, with towering eyebrows and a weathered face.

"It's a knife skill cultivated in killing. ”

"It's kind of similar to the sword art in the army, only it's weirder. ”

The stalemate was short-lived, and in the next moment, the three of them staggered, only to hear the sound of "beat", and a shoulder-length severed arm flew out, and his fingers stretched out in mid-air, as if he wanted to catch something, but there was only air.

With a "Zheng" sound, Pei Ziyun blocked the young man's attack, and the middle-aged man who lost an arm held the knife tightly in his right hand, the moonlight reflected on his face, there was no pain, but it seemed to be a little sad, and he continued to rush forward with the knife.

"Poof"

This time the long sword pierced from the left side, the middle-aged man's eyes opened wide, and blood gushed out like a fountain, Pei Ziyun drew his sword sharply and retreated, and once again opened the young man's knife.

"Being so young, without a Master, and with such a terrifying sword technique, is innate spirituality. ”

"It's a pity, if you meet me, you still die!"

can make Pei Ziyun unable to keep his hands, these two people are people who have been tempered and have accurate martial arts, but in terms of mastery, this young man is still a line higher.

The sword technique is the art of war, so Pei Ziyun killed the weak people first, and in an instant, these two people did not act immediately, but just froze.

In just a second or two, the young man's eyes showed murderous intent, and the childishness was replaced by a gloomy and terrifying killing intent.

"Bondage!" Maybe the gap just now was to accumulate strength and murderous energy, but unfortunately, Pei Ziyun was not simply a martial artist, and this gap also gave him the opportunity to show it.

The boy's body stiffened, which was almost minimal, but the victory and defeat and life and death had been distinguished, and the sword light pierced into the skin, cut the muscles, cut the nerves and blood vessels, and pierced the heart.

The young man's face was strange, he was stunned, his fingers let go of the long knife and fell to the ground, touching the sword, and in the next moment, the sword was pulled out, and the young man fell on his back.

"Dajiu father and son are dead, Dajiu father and son are dead!" The mountain warriors in the field all had fear and disbelief on their faces.

The information is wrong, and the stockade clearly says that the person is a priest descendant, so he used fire to cut off the poisonous snake in the mountain, and if he was not allowed to summon it, he could kill it, but such a martial arts swordsmanship was even killed in an instant by the famous swordsman who was hundreds of miles away.

"Follow the young master, kill!" He Qingqing couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this situation, and killed him with a knife.

"Die, we won't let the High Priest come back. The mountain warrior was panicked, but at this time he seemed to be driven crazy, and suddenly a samurai shouted and pounced on him with a hideous face.

The sword light approached, He Qingqing smiled coldly, and the knife also slashed up, and after a few rounds, he staggered, and the warrior fell to the ground holding his throat.

"How about the young master?" He Qingqing thought, looking back, he saw Pei Ziyun piercing through the crowd at a glance, and the sword light was not an enemy at all, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people were all killed, every time the sword light flashed, there was blood splashing, and even because of the enemy, there was no such elegance as "killing a little blood", even if it was Pei Ziyun's current swordsmanship, he would definitely be hacked to death by a knife if he did this-so everywhere he went, along with the blood and all kinds of limbs flew out.

In less than a minute, the vicinity was full of corpses and blood, and the rest of the people seemed to be stimulated by this situation to go crazy, or they didn't have time to feel fear at all, they just slashed wildly, and they didn't even care about their own people, He Qingqing could see that one of them had their arms cut off by themselves.

But the sword light was still there, and the people around him quickly decreased, and the last person suddenly showed a strange smile, and then the head parted, and two round eyeballs fell out of the eye sockets!

There was no enemy, only one holding a knife, trembling in front of Pei Ziyun.

"Say, who sent you?" Pei Ziyun wiped his sword with his hand and asked with a sneer, his body was also full of blood and sweat, and he was close to running out of oil in this short fight.

"Kill!" Although the mountain warrior's body trembled, he pounced on it, Pei Ziyun pointed the sword, the knife flew out, and the long sword was attached to the warrior's neck, and he was about to ask, this person pounced on the sword.

"Poof!" a large puddle of blood spurted out, and then he fell to the ground, blood flowed all over the ground, and there was no ground, with some light in his eyes, and there seemed to be some hope.

At this time, all the enemies were killed, He Qingqing's face was pale, showing that she was quite shocked by the scene she saw, and the two mountain warriors who followed them knelt down and shouted: "Young master, all the thieves are ambushed." ”

The body trembled, and it was obvious that he was convinced to the extreme.

He Qingqing suddenly seemed to hear a voice on one side, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Young master, I seem to hear the sound of drums and shouts." ”

Pei Ziyun also reacted immediately and said: "It's not good, it's a stockade, the enemy is attacking, hurry, go back quickly." ”

The four of them ran away, looking from afar, in the dark night, surrounded by a graceful black snake in front of the mountain, slowly pressed with firelight, at a glance, there were one or two thousand torches, the horn echoed one after another, the momentum was huge, and they only saw the figures in the cottage, and they seemed to be very flustered.

"Quick, quick!" The four of them rushed to get closer, only to see the cottage with torches, a few people patrolling it, the four of them approached, and the people on the village shouted from afar: "But the owner of the village and the young master?"

"It's us. He Qingqing stepped forward to answer, and after listening to the girl's words, the people on the wall breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Hurry, hurry, hurry up and hang the basket for the owner of the village and the young master!"

Listening to the words, the people on the wall put hanging baskets, and the four of them went up twice, arrived at the wall, and saw the familiar people coming out, He Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Fortunately, it's okay now." ”

"The owner of the village, the young master, I don't know why today, the five nearby villages suddenly attacked on the mountain to knock down the village. ”

Before Pei Ziyun could speak, there was a sound of rapid footsteps in the house under the wall.

Rapid footsteps come from different directions, and there is no rhythm at first, but as the footsteps approach, they gradually form a rhythm with each other.

Soon under the faint light of the stars and moon, people appeared all around, gathered hundreds of people, men, women and children, all the original tattered clothes were gone, and they all wore a special kind of clothing, which looked like some kind of military uniform, with a dark red color.

The wrinkled old woman yesterday had changed into gorgeous clothes, like some kind of priest's dress, holding a black flag, and whistling, and these people, even old people, even young women, stopped and stood motionless, and were arranged in three rows.

With the completion of the array, the right arm of the three teams shook together, the cloth cover flew out, and the cold light stood in an instant, it turned out to be a long knife, similar to a Miao knife, three feet long, without a handle, and the edge of the blade flashed with cold light, indicating its sharpness.

"Hundred refining long knives, this murderous aura, this array!"

"I couldn't eat, my clothes were in tatters, but the flag, uniforms, and weapons were still intact. ”

Pei Ziyun only glanced at it, and then he froze, and an indescribable current rushed straight to his mind from his back.

Yesterday, when I went up the mountain, all I saw were breathless mountain people who were oppressed by poverty, so although the girl said several times that all the people who stayed were the most devout believers, Pei Ziyun didn't take it to heart, in his mind this is just a person who needs to be taken care of.

Now this column is the real color.

"Young master, all the members of the Lumen Army are here. The old woman said loudly, the black flag was floating in the air, and all men, women, and children went into battle, seeing this situation, even He Qingqing couldn't help but open his mouth wide, Pei Ziyun glanced at it, and understood in his heart.

"He Qingqing is just a secular management, and this old woman is the one who holds the military flag!"

"I thought it was ridiculous that Uncle Shi was the king, but now it seems that those who can succeed are extraordinary. ”

"It's been twenty years, and the last breath of these remnants is still there!"