The Bada Shanren are grassland people, so their thoughts and temperament are as straight as the knives in their hands.

The old man in yellow knew what he was afraid of, so he simply used that trick.

The majestic pure sword light rose up again and slashed at the other party.

Lu Qiyi sword broke the canglan and tried to use the sword to cut off the sword light, but after all, it was the strongest sword technique in the grassland, and the strongest here refers to the strongest in the last few hundred years, and it is by no means limited to the current era.

The sword struggled under the light of the sword,

But it was barely blocked.

Then, another equally powerful sword light lit up, with a similar sense of heaviness, and combined with the previous sword light, the combination of the two swords was naturally more powerful, directly smashing Lu Qi's sword light.

He didn't understand,

Such a powerful knife technique, even though it has made the vitality active in the body to the extreme, from lifting qi to running the meridians, then accumulating knife intent, and then cutting and developing.

And this process takes time to lose,

Even if the process is short, it will inevitably take some time.

But the old man in yellow almost raised his hand and took out the sword, Lu Qi didn't perceive the changes in the heaven and earth qi at all, so he couldn't respond in time, and this sword was a completely subconscious reaction.

Lu Qi flew upside down for a distance of more than ten zhang, and was slashed into the snow by the sword light, just as he did to Feng Xiaohan, his body broke through the snow and smashed on the hard ground, but it looked even more miserable.

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Feng Xiaohan's thoughts moved slightly, and the inkstone covering his body shrank into the pocket in his arms, staying with the stone. He was covered in blood, and all his strength was drained, so he could only sit there by sliding along the mountain wall, looking this way.

I saw that the snow over there was like snow-white cream being stripped off a spoonful, revealing a sand yellow cake, and Lu Qi was half-kneeling in the pit, his armor and coat were all shattered, turning into tattered strips of cloth.

Lu Qi's face was still so gloomy, but it was abnormally white, obviously extremely injured, as if he was a real ghost, and he would rush forward at any time to ask for his life.

Lu Qi looked at the old man in yellow and said in a deep voice, "How is this possible?"

As he spoke, blood continued to flow out of his mouth, staining his white teeth red, making it even more terrifying. The beard was also glued together from the blood, frozen in the cold wind

I saw that the old man in yellow shook his figure, spit out blood, his face was like gold paper, and he slowly sat on the ground with the support of the old man in green.

Lu Qi understood,

The other party forcibly used the knife technique, and the Yuan Qi backlash injured the meridians, and it seemed that he was just spitting blood, but in fact, the injury was not much lighter than that of the other party, and it would even affect his future cultivation.

But the Demon Gate Monk is too strong to launch a madness, then Mo Qingyi and Xing Yu are the evidence, Hanshan is the opponent's home field, no one knows what kind of means they are hiding, and no one dares to guarantee what kind of variables this seemingly disparity gap will really have.

So the old man in yellow used the means with the highest chance of winning,

- He and the old man in green stabbed one after another, he first injured himself by 1,000 and injured the enemy 800 to suppress Lu Qi, and then the old man in green who raised his breath to the peak increased his strength to completely defeat the opponent. The risk is that he is likely to end up with a tragic death on the spot......

After thinking about all this, Lu Qi suddenly felt that these southerners were even crazier than the Demon Gate.

Lu Qi turned his head to look at Feng Xiaohan again, his expression changed slightly, and he repeated the previous sentence: "How is this possible?"

"Now it's time to talk,"

Feng Xiaohan looked at him and asked, "Why did you kill me?"

Lu Qi said lightly: "Because the Demon Venerable wants you to die." ”

His words made the brows of the two mountain people jump, but Feng Xiaohan didn't feel anything, thought about it and said, "Is it because of the matter of the cliff of life and death, or the matter of the Tianshan Mountain?"

"I don't know, I only know that the Demon Venerable wants you to die by name, and you have to die. ”

Lu Qi sneered and said, "You won't get out of the cold mountain alive." ”

Feng Xiaohan didn't speak, but looked into the distance, which was where the three of them had dispersed.

A little blue dot appeared there, rushing towards this place, and it looked like it was going to run a little longer.

Feng Xiaohan can see clearly, the other party is out of the snow, will he also escape the snow?

The two mountain people, Huang and Green, breathed a sigh of relief, since he was fine, then Meng'er should be fine if he had Kyushu Escape by his side.

Feng Xiaohan retracted his gaze, looked at Lu Qi and said, "You won't leave alive." ”

It is impossible for the two mountain people to let him go, because he is a demon monk, and it is impossible to confess anything, even if he reveals the location and secrets of the demon gate, the mountain people will not choose to capture him alive.

As the so-called division is famous, doing so will only leave an excuse for the Demon Gate to go to war.

Lu Qi took a deep look at him and the two mountain people, remembered their appearances in his mind, and then took out a waist card.

Feng Xiaohan recognized it as the same jade plaque when Mo Qiu left the sage ruins.

The old man in green's face changed greatly, and in the blink of an eye from a distance of dozens of feet, he slashed at his wrist with a knife.

But it's too late,

Lu Qi is a real powerhouse who breaks through the void, even if he is seriously injured, he should not be underestimated, and his hidden methods have not been used until just now, which is also the reason why the old man in green did not approach, and chose to stay where he was and wait for the other party's qi and blood to run out - if he took out a magic weapon that would die together, it would be troublesome.

After all, the old man in green was still a little slower, and he failed to cut off the opponent's wrist, only breaking his two fingers.

The jade plaque was smashed by Lu Qi on the hard ground, and as the air and space distorted, he disappeared in place.

But the face that represented death and the last resentful look remained in Feng Xiaohan's mind.

The clouds in the sky are still rolling, the opening that has been cut by the sword and knife is slowly closing, the sky is about to disappear again, and the world will become gray again.

The battle over there is also over, and I believe that the mountain people have won the first and last prizes, and I don't know if the other two are left.

Feng Xiaohan felt that there should be no ......

I thought that the battle of the strong who broke through the virtual realm would be a difficult and complicated protracted battle, but who knew that the victory or defeat was only in an instant.

The situation of this battle is not complicated, but the deep meaning behind it is worth pondering, the three of them only made one move, but the timing of the shot that the old man in yellow bought at a great price was indeed unexpected, which directly led to a one-sided crush, if it weren't for the jade plate, it would be difficult to escape death today.

The old man in green gave Feng Xiaohan a few pills,

Feng Xiaohan thanked him and took it, closed his eyes and rested.

After the old man in yellow took out the knife, the situation was settled, and he has been adjusting his vitality to check the injury.

When Chen Yingying arrived, the snow ghost also returned, riding a huge snow fish with the waist card on his back, followed by a thick smoke.

Those are the scenes of hundreds of snowfish swimming together,

From a distance, it looked mighty, but it frightened Chen Yingying, and he ran to the old man in green and hid behind him.

The old man in green smiled and comforted a few words, then looked at the fat mouse with the Changming wooden card on his back at the front, and thought to himself, what kind of monster is this?

It has not been a long time since Feng Xiaohan and the three of them left the snow cave, and it must not be easy for the snow ghost to gather so many snow fish to build momentum, even the likes of fairy beasts.

The fish come out of the water, and the birds return to the forest.

When the snow fish ridden by the little guy jumps out of the snow, it is as chic and graceful as a carp jumping over the dragon gate, leaving a beautiful arc in the air.

The snow ghost flipped a few somersaults in mid-air, landed steadily, saw that the demon sect monk was nowhere to be seen, and happened to see Chen Yingying's embarrassed appearance, and was about to laugh at him a few words.

Feng Xiaohan stopped the snow ghost with his eyes, there are outsiders here, and the fewer people who know about what it can say, the better.

"It's over, let your friends come back. ”

He pinched the face of the snow ghost, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so righteous and angry. ”

The snow ghost slapped his hand away and glared at him fiercely, the meaning was very clear - if you dare to pinch Lao Tzu's face, Lao Tzu will chop your hand!

The snow ghost's smoke muttered a few words in a language that humans couldn't understand, like a strange and indistinct tone of mouth during a meal.

The snowfish seemed to respond a few times, then collectively turned, and the large cloud of smoke returned the same way and quickly disappeared on the other side of the mountain.

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The old man in green carried the old man in yellow on his back, Chen Yingying carried the wind and Xiaohan on his back, and the snow ghost walked away.

When the five people and one beast returned to the cliff, they saw that the six mountain people were all sitting cross-legged, and they could see that they were all injured, but they were all fine except for the old man in black.

The old man in green told the story again,

"The two who fought with us are not much better, this time the three of them are seriously injured, especially the one you fought with is even more injured, I think it will not come out to do evil for a while. ”

The old man in white said, "But they are likely to summon their fellow disciples and ambush us again, so we must leave Hanshan as soon as possible." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After all, there is still a big devil in the Lingxiao Realm on the Chigu side, and now the two mountain people Huang and Hei are seriously injured, and the Eight Gate Bundle Immortal Array cannot exert its power, and it is impossible to deal with the other party at all.

Therefore, it is necessary to rush the three of them to send the news of the failure of this pursuit back to the Demon Gate, and order the big devil to leave the Cold Mountain Realm before intercepting and killing them.

No one asked the other party why they came to kill Feng Xiaohan, and no one complained about the dream at this time. The mountain people think that Feng Xiaohan is a friend who dreams of venturing into the cold mountains to find, so they can't be regarded as outsiders.

And Feng Xiaohan doesn't seem to know the real reason, just some guesses.

At this moment, Meng'er also returned.

It is no coincidence that none of them kept the agreement they made at that time, let alone righteous action.

Chen Yingying didn't know how to bury himself in the snow to escape everyone's perception, he saw Feng Xiaohan being chased by that person, but he knew his ability so he didn't show his head, and he didn't come out until the battle was over.

Meng'er relied on the bell to find out that the danger had left, and everyone was still alive, but the two mountain grandfathers should have been seriously injured and should not be in danger of life.

Her Kyushu escape speed was extremely fast, and when she judged that the person's target was only Feng Xiaohan, she had already come to the mountain far away, quietly perceiving everything.

It's just that this round trip consumes a lot, and there is a trace of sweat on his forehead.

Chen Yingying is so knowledgeable and smart that he knows that the Bada Shanren is a sword saint secret guard, where can't he recognize Meng'er's identity?

But he did not despair of the disparity in status between the two sides.

On the contrary, I was very happy.

Feng Xiaohan didn't understand where he was happy, until he learned his true identity soon after.