The terrain of the Mountain of No Return is steep, although there are some trees around, but it is still a little desolate, from going up the mountain to joining the religion, there are dozens of checkpoints on the road, and the Thousand Spirits Sect is in this easy to defend and difficult to attack place.

Many sects in the rivers and lakes have only heard of this place, and there are very few people who really dare to come, and the name of Lou Yan is more of a legend.

When legends shine into reality, it's not beautiful, it's killing.

There was a fight under the mountain of no return, and the people who came were all big factions in the rivers and lakes, and they were well prepared to see the battle, at least they didn't expect that Lou Yan would lead the disciples to fight hard, and the two fought each other, with countless casualties, and for a while they couldn't see who won and who lost.

There was a strong smell of blood wafting in the air, intermittent residual gasps and cries for help, which were soon muffled by more cruel sounds, and more and more people gradually fell, and deeper and deeper blood spread, until a few people were still standing, but they were also covered in blood, and they just held on.

There is no reason for the strangulation of a decent cult to stop, and there is no reason for the strangulation, and if it is not my race, its heart will be different, and the reasons are all written by the majority of people.

Lou Yan's big air had turned scarlet, and in the gusts of wind, it took off fiercely, as if he was watching all this.

The heads of several sects led by him stood on the opposite side from a distance, holding their swords and shouting at Lou Yan,

"Lou Yan! Do you still want to kill more people, do you give in early, and you don't have to let these people die for you in vain, the cult has always been not afraid of the right path, and it can tolerate you for a moment, and it can't tolerate you for a lifetime. Lou Yan sneered, word by word,

"If I want to be tolerant for a lifetime."

An older head of the other party admonished,

"Lou Yanzi nephew, I heard that although you practice evil arts, you are also a person who values love and righteousness, and there has never been a little ungrateful name on the rivers and lakes, if you turn back to the shore earlier, I am willing to help you persuade all the major sects, give you a chance to reform yourself, and put down the butcher knife."

Lou Yan raised his head and laughed when he heard this,

"Whether my Lou Yan is affectionate or not, and what reputation he has, it's up to you to say it, it's really insulting."

"You!" The man didn't fall down in battle, but he was almost knocked down by Lou Yan's anger, "The son is really unteachable!" ”

At this moment, a screeching cry came from nowhere, with rampant madness and trembling, from far and near,

"Lou Yan! You're surrounded by hordes! If you don't hurry up, you cult members will be captured, and you cult members will be spared. ”

After that, an inconspicuous-looking man was coming on horseback with a group of troops, and the sound of horses' hooves became more and more thoughtful, the cavalry's attire was obviously a bureaucracy, and sure enough, the minions of the court were dispatched.

Lou Yan let out a slight sneer, staring coldly at the soldiers and horses in armor, with great momentum.

The leader continued,

"Lou Yan, the imperial army suppresses the cult and eliminates harm for the people, if you don't want to be razed to the ground, it's best not to resist! Prepare to die! ”

The man was not good-looking, but he was full of the sense of a dog's power, brandishing a broken sword that was still stained with blood, and shouting on his horse in an extremely sharp voice.

At this time, Lou Yan was indeed difficult to defeat a hundred, most of the disciples of the Thousand Spirits Sect had been consumed by the previous battle, even if he had the ability to fight, there were very few disciples behind him who could fight, not to mention, it was still the soldiers and horses of the imperial court, and it was even more dangerous.

Lou Yan didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, standing alone opposite hundreds of people, standing against the wind, there seemed to be a dark wave in his eyes, but he suppressed it, Lou Yan slowly raised his hand, and didn't make a sound, just looked at the opposite side like looking at a dead body, and the raised hand stopped slightly, and then slowly fell.

On the surrounding hills, a large number of troops suddenly emerged, all fully armed, holding bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at the foot of the mountain and waiting for an order, ten thousand arrows were fired at the same time.

The officer at the head and the man at the head were suddenly a little flustered, and the horse that sat down did not calm down, and flew up and neighed several times with its front hooves.

Lou Yan's toes were on tiptoe, and the blood-red daze was like a flower blooming in mid-air, gorgeous and ruthless.

The man who was still shouting just now instantly panicked and asked for help from the biggest officer in front of the army.

"General Zhao, General Zhao, these are your people, right? The same is true above? You can destroy this cult, right? ”

The general surnamed Zhao was also very confused, he was just ordered to come over to assist these Jianghu factions in the fight, and by the way, he caught the Thousand Spirits Sect and returned to make meritorious service, who knew that he was surrounded by a group like this, he was not the stupid archers around him, the archers who surrounded him, of course he was not his own people, and he responded with a bad attitude and irritability,

"Shut up to labor and management, I'm afraid I have to explain here today, didn't you say that everything is arranged!"

The man had changed his attitude, and he was even more trembling, desperately currying favor on the sidelines,

"General Zhao, you must be able to, you are...... Forehead...... ......"

Before the words came out, the general surnamed Zhao suddenly stabbed the person under the horse with a knife, and just lost his breath.

The other remaining decent people looked at each other even more, panicking, they didn't know how Lou Yan could arrange these backs, and all the plans had changed.

Lou Yan was high up, sat on the original wooden chair again, gently touched his chin, stared at the people at the foot of the mountain indifferently and evilly, and faintly highlighted a word,

"Put."

Ten thousand arrows were fired, a hundred arrows pierced the heart, all the troops and the remaining people in the rivers and lakes all tried their best to resist the flying arrows, and the screams at this time, the sound of death and even the screams of the horses were even worse than before, and the bloody wind and rain had just begun.

Lou Yan's eyes were red, as if he was enjoying the beauty of a prosperous world, and those wails were just music.

This kind of hanging and beating, which took advantage of the time, place and people, soon entered the later stage, and the people of the martial arts who could still resist rode away, and those who could not leave could only be killed by random arrows.

An elder soon appeared beside Lou Yan, leaning around him and whispering a few words, Lou Yan's eyes widened slightly, and he waved his hand to make the other party retreat.

Then, a man wearing a hat and dressed in black appeared beside Lou Yan, who almost covered all his face, not wanting to be recognized, but he couldn't hide his self-contained and noble demeanor, as well as some familiar voices,

"This battle, *** can be regarded as a little recovered, should I thank you well."

Lou Yan didn't smile, didn't look at it, just responded indifferently,

"It's just a mutual use, a cooperation, we only have this once, no need to thank you. Prince, please go back. “

The people under the hat were silent for a moment, and then they took off the black veil to cover them, and looked at them from afar with their backs.

"I hope that in the future, we will not be enemies."

All the military horses and soldiers at the foot of the mountain, none of them lived, all the corpses were all over the field, Qi Jingzhan raised his hand slightly, and with a wave of his hand, many soldiers in the mountains, well-trained put away their bows and arrows, and within a moment, they had all retreated.