In the mountains of western Qin, the mountains are heavy and the water is complex, and the forests are high and the grass is deep.

The continuous spring rain finally stopped, the sun rose in the dense forest, the green leaves after the rain were particularly lovely, and the full water droplets were crystal dripping on the leaves, reflecting the bright sunlight in the forest and mountains.

Yang Yizhi sat on Gaogang, the sword of the wind and moon was placed horizontally on his lap, looking at the distant mountains, his eyes were gloomy, the road ahead was long, and he was thinking hard about the way out. Beside him were a group of subordinates in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles, but still with firm expressions.

It has been more than half a year since the Changkong Gang threw itself into Xichu and the stronghold of Jingcheng fell into the clutches of the devil. Due to a disagreement with Linghu Qiushui, he hid into the mountains with hundreds of people loyal to him, thus sharing most of the pressure of the Jianghu One Qi Alliance.

The Western Chu Shenwu Guard has been biting him and not letting go, and after fighting hard day and night, he is exhausted. In addition to the constant attacks of the Shenwu Guard, there are also demon beasts in this mountain, elusive demon beasts.

He had an adventure when he was a child and learned the Sword of the Wind and Moon, which was originally the way of the Immortal Family, but the Sword of the Wind and the Moon was no different from ordinary martial arts in the initial stage. As for Dacheng, he can use the wind and the moon as a sword, and he is the grandson of Zhuo Wang, who is stunning in the world, and he does not dare to touch his tiger might, and the two of them are called the bright of the rivers and lakes for a while.

He fights with people, and every sword he throws out can win, in fact, every time he shoots a sword, whether it is a wind sword or a moon sword, the real power burns, and it is difficult to make a second sword in a short time.

But now, he really can only make one sword. Half a month ago, he gritted his teeth and fought hard, hurting the sea of qi, and the wind sword was destroyed.

And the Moon Sword can only be condensed when the moon is hazy, and it can't be used at all during the day. At this time, he is no different from ordinary martial arts masters, if he encounters Shenwuwei again, he has no strength to fight again.

Or, can I just retire to Lin Quan? I became famous all over the world because of the Sword of the Wind and Moon, and because of the Sword of the Wind and the Moon, I was taken care of by the Divine Guard, and now that the Sword of the Wind and Moon has a name, I should be able to put it down!

... From now on, I can let go of this mountain-like burden, Xichu, and I can also let go of my heart. It's just that the pressure of the Dragon Guild is bound to increase by one point.

The sword of the wind and the moon is the sword of justice, designed to subdue demons and eliminate demons, how can I live up to the true meaning of the sword, and how can I live up to the expectations of the people of the world for me?

Thinking of the Dragon Guild and Jiuhua, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart: When the continent was shaking and demons were rampant, it was them

Carried the banner of human resistance. Without them, the world would be even more miserable, like a hell of a wind and a hell.

Come to think of it, those demons must have already conquered this entire foundation of humanity and acted recklessly, right? Poor human beings must have been eaten by them like fish, right?

Now, as long as Jiuhua is standing, Xichu must obediently restrain his claws and bloody mouths......

I led my troops to rush out of a bloody road and go to Jiuhua, only there can I cultivate and recuperate, and wait for the coming day, and my sword of wind and moon can hope to reappear in the world.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and there was a hint of danger in it, and he suddenly raised his head, and the distant mountains were windy and cloudy, and there were figures in the forest, as if they were fighting fiercely. It was a flying sand and rocks, trees were broken, landslides and rocks were cracked, the sword light was dazzling, and the fire was faintly ......

Who's stopping Shenwuwei?

Since losing contact with the Dragon Guild half a month ago, there should be no help around, right, which way is this coming?

The subordinate sentinel probe led the wind Erniang without a shadow, "light as Yan Gong" crowned the rivers and lakes, stepping on the mountains and rivers and invisible, her ethereal figure flashed out in the middle of the mountain, and she was in front of her in a moment.

I saw this woman hugging her hands, her face showed a rare burning look, and her voice was a little strange, and she reported: "Yang Mengzhu, she is here, we have hope!"

Yang Yizhi was a little stunned: How long has it been since she reported the news in this tone and in this kind of vocabulary?

For most of the past six months, as long as she appears in front of her, it always makes people's heads big: "Yang Alliance Master, the enemy is catching up"!

"Yang Alliance Leader, we are surrounded!"

"Leader Yang, there is no road ahead!"

"Lord Yang League, Shenwuwei has started to attack again"..."Lord Yang League, Lord XX Hall sacrificed ......"

But today, she actually ...... What did she say?

Feng Erniang was half-lying on the ground, her body trembled slightly with excitement, her voice was fast, but the words were clear: "The four sides of this mountain have been ambushed by Shenwuwei on all sides, and she told us to stabilize our positions and defend the mountain." ”

"She'll come over and take us out after she's cleaned up the enemy in front of her!"

Yang Yizhi's eyes lit up, but he was still a little depressed, and muttered: "I have no strength to fight now, since I have been ambushed from all sides, I naturally have little vitality, and I can't break the siege if I am not an immortal master." ”

"Who the hell is here that you are so excited?"

Feng Erniang Huo Ran raised her head and said loudly: "It's the little banshee! The little banshee is here." ”

"Zhang Sanpao and I were attacked on the way back, and Zhang Sanpao was killed in battle, but just when I was in a dilemma of life and death, the little banshee suddenly arrived!"

"The Exotic Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

Yang Yizhi's expression perked up, and he shouted: "It's actually her here.......?"

"Soldiers, the guys, Lie Pinzi team, stand by for help!"

In the chaotic sound of weapons unsheathed, nearly 200 people moved like rabbits, and soon lined up in formation, and the men and female warriors in old clothes showed a rejuvenated look on their tired faces, just like the spring on this mountain!

The roaring sound of the distant mountains is endless, mixed with screams and screams, and the slight mountain breeze sends the smell of burnt skin and meat, and the misty smoke slowly hovers in the mountains.

It seemed that someone was thrown high, and a big black purple stick flew in the air, smashing the men who were thrown into the air...... The sound of gold and iron resounded through the mountains, and the little girl's rebuke rippled in the slight mountain breeze, which seemed so pleasant......

This is the song of the cuckoo, the song of the lark, and the song of the geese...... There is really a crane, a little girl with her hair flying, in the sun, in the white clouds, on the crane, like a fairy in the sky, exuding colorful streamers, fluttering.

There were sharp shouts from several directions, and it was the Divine Guards from several other directions who launched the final attack.

A meteor seemed to flash suddenly in the sky, and suddenly a high-spirited roar of a strange beast sounded, and the sky shook for a while, the wind howled, the mountains and forests rang out, and the wind and clouds surged.

A huge Peng, just like the legendary bird, suddenly rose from the top of the little girl's head, and plunged into the dense forest, with huge wings covering the sky and the sun......

It was a one-sided massacre, and the screams in the forest proclaimed: this time, the Shenwu Guards launched an attack that was extremely stupid, and they had no chance to escape at this moment.

It seemed that only in the snap of her fingers, the little girl slowly landed on the top of the mountain, and her slight smile could not hide the color of her alluring country.

... Everything that happened in front of me was too shocking, and the people who were accustomed to seeing life and death on the mountain couldn't slow down for a while, and they opened their mouths one by one: Even if she was a little banshee, this was too against the sky! Not to mention that she was so young?