Long Yaoqi's turbidity yin sword blocked the attack of the sword mille, but the opponent's swordsmanship was too fast, and the long sleeves were good at dancing, and several clothes were torn apart. He had to admit that he was at a disadvantage, he was indebted in swordsmanship, and he forced his best to supply the true qi that was not worth 100 million yuan on the turbid yin sword, and the yin yuan in the sword reacted, and the black qi surrounded the sword body like ink, resisting the thick sword qi of the young man in pearl white.

The Turbidity Yin Sword was officially sacrificed, and after the two sides retreated in shock, the center of the earth roared, and the sword mille-layer quickly killed, and Long Yingqi shouted: "Wait a minute." ”

The white-clothed swordsman asked him what he was waiting for, and he said that he hoped that both sides would lay down their arms and be willing to negotiate peace, and that there was no point in continuing to fight.

When the sword mille-layer hesitated, Hell Absurdly stepped forward to mediate a few words of the circle. Jian Qianfeuille thought to himself: "Uncle Hell Absurd wasted his brains to save my father, this time he must have come out to worry about the matter of medicine, and now there is a master of poison who has come to talk about, and it is the choice of the moment to maintain a delicate relationship with them, and it is of great benefit for them to exchange pharmacology with each other to heal my father's injuries." Hairong Nai Dao: "Hmph, you just take it." ”

At this time, Jian Qianlou's "Sea Swallowing Sword Pressure" was broken by the halberd of the man in red, and the tip of the sword was tightly entangled in the opponent's figure. The three masters of the snake mountain were originally difficult to crack the mystery of the swordsmanship, and they lost their advantage between the left and right halberds, but with their extraordinary courage, they went all out, and took advantage of the sword mille-feuille to stop and talk to the big master who was not cold, causing the sword millenary to not concentrate on the battle, and the three-headed halberd became more and more inches, forcing away the sword shadow airflow, and swept in a half circle to the right, with great strength.

In the rolling dust, the blue-clothed man stood up with a high sword, bent the sword like a bow, and the sword dust that entered the ground forced the true qi, and with a flick, the terrifying blue sword qi accompanied by the dust shot towards the god of war who made the halberd, and the speed exceeded the speed of the halberd.

Yuan Shangli was startled, and subconsciously quickly dodged away, and the sword qi broke through a large stone and scattered on the ground of the wind and clouds, and the position of the big stone responded to the sound and a huge oblique pit appeared. There is no danger Yuan Shangli seized the opportunity, Dark Luck Zhenyuan had already prepared, clenched the halberd with both hands, and slashed the Xianglan sword in the air too hard, and the Yuan Li Shui Hui went to the heart, and the other party was bound to die.

Just at the last moment, Jian Qianlou picked up the three-headed halberd, and his body swept through the air with rows of phantoms, quickly leaning on Jian Qian's side, and said angrily: "Senior brother, you can't be in the company of evil demons, and you can't talk, the purpose of our Sword Sect is to eliminate evil and promote good, and save the weak." As he spoke, he glared at Long Yaoqi.

Long Yingqi said with a straight face: "Don't deceive people too much in your Sword Sect. ”

Jian Qianlou said angrily: "Hmph! Is it because you killed too few people, or because you killed too many people, you didn't care about it." Or, seeing that we have the upper hand, use a delaying tactic. ”

With a wave of his right hand, Long Yiqi signaled the bandit to release the general who was tied up by the five flowers, and let Mo Xu leave safely. After a while, he said, "Now I have released my sincerity. If you fight again, you will not be able to bargain. ”

Jian Qianlou looked at the figure of the red-clothed general fleeing in a panic, still hostile and said, "Do you want to make peace?"

Long Yaoqi opened his heart and said: "If we use crowd tactics, how long can you last, an hour, or only two." Besides, what would you have done if we had killed the captured general first? ”

Seeing that Jian Qianlou was speechless, the prison was ridiculous, so he interjected: "Wouldn't it be better to turn war into jade silk, good teacher and nephew, you have to work hard with others, you two are masters, and you don't have to worry about your life, but I'm different." ”

Jian Qianlou secretly said in his heart: "Uncle Shi is right, if we start a full-scale fight, we will definitely suffer." But this snake mountain has done a lot of evil, and millions of thieves have gathered on the mountain, and the officers and soldiers are besieging the target, well, even if you can't take advantage of it, don't hook up with them, otherwise the reputation of my Sword Sect will be ruined. ”

Long Yingqi waved his hand very self-consciously and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the Ghost Ridge to meet you." "There was a situation where the class teacher returned to the DPRK.

Hell didn't even think about it, so he followed Long Yaoqi's footsteps and said to the two teachers and nephews who were standing still: "Why are you still stupid, can they poison you halfway? Don't worry, I'm here." ”

The two men of the Sword Sect with superb swordsmanship and cultivation both thought: "Anyway, they all want to see Senior Brother, if they tear their faces now, their group of not simple thieves will be full of traps on Devil's Crying Ridge, and it will be even more troublesome at that time, and if you think about it worse, it will anger this group of outlaws, and it is not necessary to attack Senior Brother." ”

The two Sword Sect disciples followed the bandits to the northeast.

On the road that the thieves had walked before, on the slope of a small hill, there was a woman in Tsing Yi standing still like a wood carved clay sculpture, her eyes were looking straight at the mighty team under the mountain and the people of the Sword Sect left, her face was very tender, her mouth was tightly covered by a pair of palms that looked like a man, and she couldn't speak.

The person behind him slowly put down the five fingers of the silence and stretched out his other hand to unlock the acupoint of the woman in Tsing Yi. The woman in Tsing Yi knew that the person who was attacking behind her had no malicious intent, so she did not fight back immediately, but turned around to take a look at the person behind her, only to see that the man was dressed in red, carrying a medicine basket behind his back, holding a red and dazzling sword in his hand, with a dignified appearance, good facial features, and a face that was neither white nor yellow, very handsome. He asked, "Who are you?" and why are you covering my mouth?"

The man in red said: "My name is Qi Xuanyao, just now you found me behind, I was afraid that you would make a noise." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi looked up and down with her eyes, no longer paid attention to it, slowly turned her head to look at the corpse under the mountain, lifted her small arm like a bamboo pole, and hit a dozen thigh-sized cedar trees next to her with her bright wrist angrily, the dead leaves fell one after another, and she gritted her teeth and said: "The Sword Sect is all people who deceive the world and steal fame, and it looks uneven on the surface, but they don't pull out their swords to help, and they are in the same stream. ”

Qi Xuanyao probably saw the woman in Tsing Yi wearing the unique clothes of the Sword Sect, and sneered: "Forget your ancestors, you are not a good thing. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi, who was beautiful and delicious, stood in front and jumped to her feet angrily, immediately turned her graceful body, and ran angrily at a place where Qi Xuanyao's cheap mouth was an inch away, pointing at it with a white jade shoot, and she squeezed out the intermittent words from her teeth, and said, "You...... You ......"

Qi Xuanyao, who accused this woman of wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Sword Sect, didn't care about her actions, and slowly walked away, coming to the cedar tree she had just beaten with her hand, and looking straight at the place where the wind and clouds under the mountain stopped. For no reason, he said: "Isn't it?" When he first arrived on this mountain, he saw that the man in orange was extremely fast, killing the red-clothed soldier, and he wanted to save people, but there were too many bandits, and a young man on the side of the Sword Sect seemed to have a very shallow relationship with the Snake Mountain, and the thieves did not attack comprehensively, and the matter was incredible, and he happened to see a disciple of the Sword Sect watching the battle under the cedar tree, so he simply went over to cover his mouth and point to the acupoint. He knew that the purpose of his own visit was to investigate the secrets of Pansnake Mountain, which would be of great help to Senior Brother in the future, so he was ready to judge the situation and not easily save people, and if he was defeated, the Turbidity Yang Sword would fall into the hands of people, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The young girl behind Qi Xuanyao began to drink tears and convulsions for no reason, crying loudly. Qi Xuanyao was unmoved by the fragility of the delicate girl, but he didn't make matters worse and said some sarcastic things.

The woman in Tsing Yi gradually introduced herself as Wan Bailu, and the reason why she stood here staring at the bottom of the mountain was because the Sword Sect Hell absurdly killed her parents with fake medicine, and told the master that Jian Qianfang told the reason, and Jian Qianfang reprimanded her for fooling around, and she didn't even investigate. Because of this, I secretly followed my uncle last night, and I never let go of the opportunity. She cried as she spoke, and ripped off the clothes of the Sword Sect she was wearing, and threw them on the ground, obviously killing her parents and hating her comrades. The handsome woman also said that if anyone could help avenge her, she would not hesitate to make a promise.

Qi Xuanyao, who was holding his sword in both hands and wrapping his sword around his chest, was half-convinced, and changed the topic and said, "Do you know where Devil Crying Ridge is?"

Wan Bailu nodded and led him there.

The two of them ate a little bit on the road, and hurried away, along the way, Wan Bailu walked in front, and took Qi Xuanyao around several mountains. Qi Xuanyao noticed that something was wrong, and wondered if this woman was deceiving herself, could it be that Pansnake Mountain pretended to be a disciple of the Sword Sect to inquire about the news for the spy, but he quickly lost this idea, because there would be no woman as a spy in Pansnake Mountain, and it was an eighteen-year-old girl.

No matter what, Qi Xuanyao still raised his vigilance and followed closely behind.

Soon came to the foot of a hill, only to see a five-foot-long and two-foot-wide stone pillar seems to have words on it, take a closer look, the blue moss is everywhere, and it is vaguely recognizable that there are three words on the stone "Ghost Crying Ridge". The two followed the mountain road, turned a few mountain passes, and in front of the bamboo forest, they heard a dingdong dingdong sound in the west, and they knew that it was a small mountain spring without thinking about it. The rush is too urgent, so the two of them went to the spring to see, the spring water is clear, and there is a small waterfall of white rainbow in the upper reaches, pouring down the waterfall. Wan Bailu saw such a clear spring, overjoyed and ignored the image of the woman, buried her head in the cold spring and drank a full stomach, and then washed her face that was already as white as jade, and after washing, she took off her shoes and shook the mud stained by the wind and dust all the way, sat on the stone and rinsed the three-inch golden lotus, and then wiped off the water traces of the leaves picked on the road, quickly put on her shoes, and steadily advanced yard by yard from the row of raised stones across the spring。

The two were speechless all the way, came to a spacious mountain, and then followed the path in front of them, when they suddenly heard someone talking, Qi Xuanyao immediately shot at Wan Bailu's acupoint, making it unable to move, thinking: "You take me in a circle, there must be a problem, the spring water just now obviously has an inexplicable smell of blood, you want to trick me into drinking it, and now there are voices that definitely make people reveal their location." ”

Qi Xuanyao clicked on a few acupoints, entered the true qi to block the channel and cultivation, and followed the sound forward, he pushed aside a bush of shrubs and plants, and saw a young swordsman in pearl white clothes, it was the person of the Sword Sect, Jian Qianfang, and next to him stood a young man, wearing a woad blue clothes, who practiced unmatched sword pressure, only to hear Jian Qianfang slightly regretful: "Senior brother, why should you work for a group of bandits." Jian Qianlou said: "It's just because the senior brother is dissatisfied with the world." ”

When Qi Xuanyao heard this, he couldn't help but be angry, and said secretly: "This Jian Qianlou is really two-faced and shameless, he saved people in the front, but in the back he just worked for a group of thieves because he was dissatisfied with the world, what to say is the purpose of the Sword Sect to eliminate evil and promote good, you are not as good as Jian Qianfang cares about reputation." ”

Jian Qianfang said: "What kind of worldly dissatisfaction, can you not hide it from me, my brother's business is also my business." ”

Qi Xuanyao, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping, remembered what he asked his master: "Can you not hide the affairs of the master and brother from me, their affairs are also my business, don't treat me as an outsider." Thinking of the way to Lingyun Pavilion to Prison Sword Peak, Hao Mei painstakingly asked about the Divine Doctor Qiling, and couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. Secretly said: "In the contest with Pansnake Mountain, the first person to put Manan Mountain is your sword mille-feuille, your senior brother's matter is going to break the casserole and ask to the end, but your apprentice's parents were killed by fake medicine, but they don't turn a deaf ear and ignore it." Is it really as Wan Bailu said: 'The Sword Sect is all a person who deceives the world and steals fame, and on the surface, it seems that the road is uneven, but he does not draw his sword to help him, and he is in the same stream. No, Wan Bailu took me around in circles all the way, obviously very scheming, so her master Jian Qianfeuille ignored her 'false accusation'. Well, people are unpredictable, so let's listen to it again?"

Jian Qianlou sighed, walked away a few steps, and said, "You want to hear it so much, it doesn't hurt if I tell you." ”

At this time, Qi Xuanyao saw a man with a short figure wearing orange-brown clothes next to Jian Qianfang, it was Jian Qianlou who walked away a few steps before he found that person, that person's body was less than the waist of Jian Qianfang, and after a closer look, it turned out that the person was kneeling on the ground, facing forward.

Jian Qianfang was overjoyed, approached Senior Brother Jian Qianlou's side, and said, "Tell me why Senior Brother Jian Qianduan is so insane." ”

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