(Cat flutter Chinese ) Go up the mountain, break the door!

The Broken Gate sits on the top of a mountain in the Northern Regions, which rises into the sky.

Although the mountain is very high, there is no snow in it, and it does not look like it is frozen for thousands of miles.

Walking into this mountain, it is like being in the spring of March, the catkins are flying in the wind, the green grass is green, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Coming here is like stepping into another world, in stark contrast to the snow-capped and barren grass all around.

This Broken Mountain is the most special place in the Northern Regions, and the Broken Gate can open a sect here, which naturally has its special place.

However, at this time, the girls who love flowers and plants do not have any intention to cherish this beautiful scenery, even if it is a glance, they do not look at it much.

They lined up neatly at the bottom of the mountain, each with a tense face, the same hatred and murderous spirit.

Bei Weiwei and Zhang Yang walked in the front, with firm steps and high spirits.

None of them knew that today's move would change the pattern of the Northern Regions in the future, and even affect the entire God Realm.

This is a later story, and we will see it later.

The broken mountain is tall and majestic, along the cliff, walking on the winding mountain road, thrilling and dangerous.

And the broken mountain is very high, looking up, the top of the mountain is hidden in the clouds, shrouded in bursts of fog all year round, it looks ethereal, looming, only adding a little mystery, and a few more wisps of immortal energy.

However, Bei Weiwei and Zhang Yang led the disciples of the Linghan Palace without any stop, and came directly to the gate of the broken door in one go.

Broken door, standing on the top of the broken mountain, the gate is very distinctive, it is the appearance of a broken sword, on both sides of the gate, there are two strong men, wearing black robes, carrying sword bags, holding swords, standing there with high spirits.

After seeing this formation of the Linghan Palace, they all frowned, their eyes showed a fierce light, and at the same time they raised the swords in their hands, and the two swords crossed in the air, sealing the gate and blocking the way.

"What are you doing?" One of the warriors was extraordinarily lean, with bulging cheekbones and sunken eyes, but in contrast to his thin appearance, his voice was strong and full of energy.

"Palace Master of Linghan Palace, Bei Weiwei!" Bei Weiwei took a big step forward, the white robe on her body fluttering in the wind, drumming, like a general on the battlefield autumn soldiers, full of domineering between the lines.

However, when those two martial artists heard the Linghan Palace, they did not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, their eyes were full of expectations and desires.

"It turned out to be the master of the Bei Palace, are you here to take the sister of the Linghan Palace to join us and break the door? Welcome, if you don't mind, I'll pick a sister first!"

The lean warrior suddenly showed a lewd smile on his face, inserted the sword into the sword bag, and kept rubbing his hands, looking impatient.

"Tell your master to get out at once. Bei Weiwei's eyes showed a cold light, and that terrifying gaze seemed to be able to completely freeze people with just one look.

This strong man didn't take Bei Weiwei's words to heart, but waved his hand very casually, "Bei Palace Master, don't be so fierce! Everyone knows that beating is kissing and scolding is love, don't worry, you can flirt and scold in bed later......"

Bei Weiwei flipped her palm, used her palm as a knife, and slashed in the void very casually.

But the knife style of the knife is not as weak as Bei Weiwei's appearance, but extremely domineering.

Moreover, the originally ethereal knife wind actually condensed into a crystal clear ice blade in the air.

The light of the knife was like a shadow, like a galloping horse, and like a meteor shower that crossed the border, heading straight for the man.

In the next second, the knife light passed through the man's body, and the blood was like an infusion, sprinkled on the ground, and the body that was originally intact was now directly dismantled, and the head was like a leather ball, rolling on the ground, and the hands and feet were also separated from the body.

This picture is very bloody, on one side is the tragic death of the man's five horses, and on the other side is Bei Weiwei's cold look.

The stark contrast between the two highlights Bei Weiwei's horror even more.

The other martial artist, who was still squinting and smiling evilly, suddenly felt like he was scared, his legs trembled completely uncontrollably, his eyes were dull, and he kept shaking his head, that feeling was like seeing a devil.

Without saying a word, without stopping for the slightest, I saw this man rushing into the door.

In less than five minutes, Zhang Yang heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Immediately after, from the broken door, rushed out of the black oppression, these people held long swords in their hands, and rushed out, waving the long sword in their hands.

Finally, he stood less than two meters away from the disciples of the Spirit Han Palace and confronted him.

Standing at the front of this group of strong men is a strong man who is as strong as a cow and has very obvious muscle lines, this person is wearing a tiger skin and has a long scar on the left side of his face.

"Palace Master Pei, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?" The scar man glanced at the tragically dead disciple with his spare eyes, and his voice was like a beast roaring.

Before Bei Weiwei could speak, her flamboyant voice rang out, "Where is the person you kidnapped?"

Zhang Yang's voice was cold and ruthless, and although his tone had not changed at all, it sounded very unpleasant.

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the scar man was very unhappy, his eyes widened, his eyes glared at Zhang Yang, his voice was like thunder, and he roared at him, "What are you? Who told you to interject?"

The scar man obviously felt that the previous words were not too enjoyable, and he rolled his eyes again, looking at Zhang Yang with mockery in his eyes, "Yo, when did there be a man in the Linghan Palace?

In the face of the scar man's provocation, Bei Weiwei couldn't listen to it anymore, and she was ready to come forward, but she was stopped by Zhang Yang raising his hand.

Zhang Yang has a calm face, and on his face, he can't see the slightest joy, anger and sorrow, and he doesn't show mountains and water.

"I'll ask you one last time, what about the person you kidnapped? ”

The disciples of the broken door are all hot-blooded children, and everyone's temper is very hot.

The left arm and right arm standing behind the scar man could no longer get used to Zhang Yang's arrogance, and took a step forward, jumping directly in front of Zhang Yang, one left and one right, and stretched out his hand to point at Zhang Yang.

"How arrogant are you! Do you know who you're talking to? He's the master of the broken door, and you're a bird! Lao Tzu won't hand over that beauty, that beauty looks so smart, and the brothers are still waiting to enjoy it! If you let you hand it over, you can hand it over? Why?"

In the face of the provocation of these two people, Zhang Yang did not rush to speak, but nodded vigorously, and every time he nodded, it seemed so hard.

After tapping several times in a row, Zhang Yang stretched out his hands without warning and pinched the necks of these two people accurately.

Zhang Yang's speed was so fast that they didn't even react at all.

Zhang Yang exerted a little force with both hands, and directly lifted the two strong men in front of him above his head.

Seeing Zhang Yang's hideous expression, the two strong men were really scared, their scalps were numb, they shook their heads vigorously, and their legs kicked in the air like crazy.

But all this seems so pale and powerless, and all of it is useless!

They did not break free from the shackles of Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang naturally did not let them go mercifully.

"Why? Just because I'm better than you!" Zhang Yang's face was calm, murderous like a tide, word by word.

After finishing, Zhang Yang's expression was cold, like a cold-blooded killer, his fingers slammed into force, directly pinching the necks of the two of them, and with a sharp tug of his fingers, he directly took out the cartilage of the Adam's apple of these two people.

The two strong men with holes in their necks kept spurting blood, quickly staining their clothes red and wetting the earth.

Their eyes widened, and their hands clasped around their necks, trying to plug the hole, but everything was so pale and weak.

From beginning to end, they didn't make any noise, and they died tragically in front of Scar Man.

Zhang Yang looked at the scar man coldly, which was a silent provocation.

The scar man was furious, angry and angry, the broken door has been established for so long, and he has never been so embarrassed!

The dozens of people who broke the door were all ready, ready to rush to Zhang Yang at any time.

The disciples of the Linghan Palace were also full of strength and were ready to fight a vicious battle.

However, at this time, Zhang Yang waved his hand, signaling the people of Linghan Palace not to be impulsive, and spoke calmly, "You just watch here, destroy the door, I am enough alone!"

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