The mountain breeze was slow, and Yang Qian's six people looked at the rolling hills of Sunflower Mountain, smelling the light fragrance of flowers, and suddenly let go of their bodies and minds, as if they had entered a state of indisputable tranquility. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is no doubt that Sunflower Mountain is more like a place to live than a sect.

In such a wonderful place, there should not be a place where there is force.

But the place where the Sunflower Sect was founded was chosen here.

Probably because of the sunflowers all over the mountains, and the word sunflower in the Sunflower Sect, it coincides.

After pondering for a while, Yang Qian said, "The Sunflower Sect should be located there, it's not far away." His gaze looked into the distance, on a mountain peak that was noticeably higher than the others.

There, a few houses are scattered and built against the mountain, as if they are integrated with nature, not at all abrupt, but unusually harmonious.

"Let's go." Yang Qian's voice fell, his body moved, and he swept towards the peak where the Sunflower Sect was located.

Seeing Yang Qian's figure swept up, Qingluo and the others followed.

Shuttling through the mountains full of sunflowers, the air with the fragrance of sunflowers goes deep into the heart, which makes people feel very comfortable.

It didn't take long for Yang Qian and the others to stop at a certain distance from the peak where the Sunflower Sect was located.

As a visitor, it seems impolite to go directly to the Sunflower Sect. Therefore, in order to show respect for the Sunflower Sect, Yang Qian and the others decided to walk a certain distance and go up to the Sunflower Sect.

The six of them suddenly became much more serious, and even Xue Wu, who had always loved to play with Zhang Baowen, was quiet at the moment.

The group walked quietly on the path leading to the Sunflower Sect.

From where Yang Qian and the others were at the moment to reach the peak where the Sunflower Sect was located, they still needed to climb over a low mountain. The six of them walked forward quickly, but just as the six of them entered a narrow mountain road, Yang Qian suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Qian Duoduo asked.

Yang Qian glanced at both sides of the road, and saw that there were mountain masters standing on both sides, and behind the mountain rocks, several heads could be faintly seen in concealed action.

"We seem to be being targeted." Yang Qiandao.

Everyone frowned, and before they could speak, suddenly behind the mountains and rocks on both sides, two teams of people poured down, there were about 30 people, and surrounded Yang Qian's six people in the middle.

While Yang Qian and the others were surrounded, a dozen or so people in front of them suddenly came under the leadership of a shirtless shirtless, carrying a big knife, and a long scar on his chest.

"Hahaha, catch a flock of fat sheep!" The bare-chested man with the knife swept his gaze over the three daughters of Qingluo, revealing a treacherous smile.

But it's good that he doesn't laugh, and when he laughs, it immediately makes his already fierce and ugly appearance even uglier.

"This mountain is my mountain, this road is my drive, if you want to cross this road, young man, you have to stay and buy road money." The bare-chested man took the broadsword off his shoulder, holding the hilt in one hand and gently stroking the sharp blade with the other.

When Yang Qian and the six people heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out to be a nest of bandits and bandits.

Isn't the Sunflower Sect going to open a mountain here, how can there be bandits and bandits who dare to spread wild here?

It really made Yang Qian a little confused.

But now is not the time to think about that. Yang Qian's gaze swept over the big man carrying the knife, and he could see at a glance that the person was cultivating. There is also a martial artist's eightfold cultivation.

It seems that this nest of thieves can make waves here, and they still have some ability.

However, the martial artist Yae is not beautiful at all in Yang Qian's eyes.

But Yang Qian didn't rush to do it, only said, "How much?" ”

The big man with the knife was also happy, and the lion opened his mouth and said: "Of course, there are as many as you want, and the more the merrier." ”

"But we are just a few poor scholars, we came here just for a study tour, and when we saw the beautiful scenery of the mountains, we had the heart to play...... We don't have a lot of money......"

Before Yang Qian finished speaking, the big man said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a lot of money, Nuo, aren't there three big beauties here?" Pull it back to our village master as the wife of the village, just right. ”

Yang Qian smiled coldly and said, "Brothers, you can't make it ......" Yang Qian pretended to be a weak scholar, and even Qian Duoduo and the others were a little dumbfounded.

Because Yang Qian pretended to be too similar.

Seeing this, Xue Wu couldn't help but burst out laughing, and suddenly that moving face fascinated the dozens of big men.

"His grandmother's, what's the deal...... Get out, get out, Uncle Ben doesn't want any money, leave these three female dolls, and go with you. Xue Wu smiled, but the big man carrying the knife moved.

Three or two steps in front of Yang Qian and the others, he grabbed Yang Qian, trying to push Yang Qian away.

However, at this moment, Yang moved.

The lightning hand was unleashed without warning, and the last one came first, grabbed the big man's wrist, twisted it hard, and only heard a click, and then twisted the big man's wrist, and the pain made the big man cry and call his mother.

Seeing this, the bandits and bandits surrounding Yang Qian and the others immediately rushed up with swords and swords.

Yang Qian's expression froze, he grabbed the big man's arm, directly wheeled it, used him as a hammer, and smashed it towards the bandits who surrounded him.

Bang bang bang......

I only heard dozens of muffled sounds, dozens of bandits were smashed into the air, slammed into the ground, vomited blood, and couldn't get up again.

Seeing Yang Qian so powerful, the bandit who was still showing off his might before suddenly became a little timid, and he retreated for a while.

Yang Qian didn't pay attention to these little Luo Luo, and smashed the big man with the knife to the ground with a bang, smashing a big hole in the ground.

Suddenly, the big man's blood spurted wildly!

Sonor!

Yang Qian's palm probed, and suddenly a suction force sucked the big knife that fell to the ground into his hand.

Sou!

The long knife swung and immediately rested on the big man's neck.

"Do you want to buy road money?" Yang Qian's voice was cold.

Suddenly, I heard a kind of bandit's heart.

They know that today they have lost their eyes and hit hard stubble.

"Uncle, grandpa, spare your life, don't want it, don't want it anymore, I have no eyes, I don't know Taishan......" The big man who was held by Yang Qian's neck suddenly softened.

It turned out that he was also a coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death!

"The mountain is the king, I don't know how many innocent lives have been killed by your big knife, and keeping you will only be a scourge, don't you say?" Yang Qian's voice fell, and the long knife suddenly raised, and then slashed.

Burst!

Blood splattered all over the ground!

That big man's head is different!

The little Luo Luo was frightened and ran away.

Yang Qian didn't ask, and threw the big knife to the ground, digging deep into the ground.

After the little Luo Luo was gone, Yang Qian clapped his hands, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Continue on your way." ”

Qian Duoduo and the others glanced at the dead man on the ground, and then walked in the direction where the Sunflower Sect was located again.

Qing Luo's face was still cold.

She has a balance of good and evil in her heart, and she doesn't think that Yang Qian's decisive killing is cruel. Because, in this world where strength is respected, there is a kind of killing that symbolizes justice!

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