Slowly riding the horse, in the middle of the day, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing on the road ahead. Turning around a stone wall, it was a stone valley hidden in the belly of the mountain. The valley is based on stones, the terrain is slightly lower than the mouth of the gorge at both ends, and there is a huge black rock on the left side pressing down from the top, and a white-haired old man under the stone has his back against the stone wall, using his fingers as halberds and palms as blades, so that the six Abbasids are trapped in the middle, but there is no panic and anxiety on his face, and his expression is pleasant, like a leisurely garden.

The six Abbasids seemed to have practiced a kind of martial arts of combined attack, and there was quite a degree between attacking and retreating, although the person with one person was far inferior to the white-haired old man, but the snow-white light curtain formed by the six wielding the Western Continent Moon Blade enveloped the space under the boulder.

Nine Abbasids stood on the periphery, one in the center, carrying a human marijuana bag and carrying a large silver metal bow, the bow on the shoulders slightly carved with delicate lines, and in the moonlight, a faint halo appeared, and the light and shadow seemed to hide a lion with wings under his armpits. A hundred steps away, it was not true, but Yue Shi saw at a glance that this big bow was not an ordinary weapon.

The two Abbasids were stained with blood under their chests and ribs, and they sat down with their eyes closed, and a faint cyan line appeared between the temples and the eyebrows on both sides, presumably healing their wounds with some kind of exercise from the Western Continent; There are several corpses lying scattered on the rocky ground in the valley, all of them are wearing riding and shooting Hu clothes, and there are twenty or thirty Hu horses scattered at the mouth of the gorge at the other end, seeing Yue Shi They walked into the valley, half of them galloped to this side, all took out their longbows, and put arrows on the strings, only the current one was carrying a dark halberd, and looked at Yue Shi and the others with a gloomy face.

The man with the silver bow was evidently the leader of the Abbasids, and when he saw them, his brow furrowed, and he whispered a few words to the man beside him, and four of his men strode forward, and one of them whispered to the barbarian with the halberd, and the man's face was slightly softened, and he agreed to something. The four Abbasids crossed the horses like fish and came this way. The two front and two back steps are staggered, and at first they don't realize that they are close to the body, but there is a coercion in front of them, which is really a set of methods for joint attacks. The old man's left hand was raised slightly, the sleeves of his robe shook, and the walls of the mountains, rocks and valleys all sank into heaven and earth and dissolved into one, and the power added to Yan Ran disappeared unconsciously.

Yue Shi, Jiang Yi, Yue Qinglong, and Jiang Sheng didn't dare to sit on the horse carelessly, jumped off the horse, drew their blades, and took a step forward, blocking the old man and Yan Ran behind.

The old man smiled slightly, and said secretly: I also know that I respect the old and love the young.

An Abbasid looked at Yue Shi with blue and blue eyes, and said, "This road is closed, if you want to go to Kotun, please go to the right side of the mountain and detour." ”

To retreat and detour around the western foot of Xiakou Mountain, you have to walk an extra 500 miles; Does this Fan still have the face to speak?

Yue Shi secretly screamed: His grandmother used to speak Zhongzhou, but it was too ugly; Seeing that he was only talking to himself, he knew that they didn't see the depth of the old man in the green shirt behind him, and said easily: "Your grandfather wants to do this business, you leave the money, and then please go to the right side of the mountain to detour." As he spoke, he looked at the barbarian cavalry behind him, and said secretly: The barbarians are pumping cold shots and arrows, this one can't be beaten, so let's retreat into the gorge first.

This Abbasid did not learn the Zhongzhou language authentically, and after a while he figured out what Yue Shi said, his mouth bulged, his throat gurgled and rolled, and he wanted to say something but forgot how to say it in Zhongzhou, so anxious that a pair of inverted eyebrows in the white turban were raised, which was very ugly. There was a grunt in his mouth, his eyes were shining, his feet shrunk into a foot, and the moon blade knife was slashed from above, ten points away from Yue Shi's forehead, and the knife momentum had been spit out for seven or eight minutes, and the strength blew Yue Shi's sideburns frantically.

Yue Shi was startled, raised the knife shortly, only to feel a shock to his arm, and a huge force was rapidly transmitted down along the blade arm, pressing between his chest and abdomen. Collapsed shoulders and shrunk chests, took three points of great strength, took a step back, snorted lightly, spit out the turbidity accumulated in his chest, and scolded: "Raised by a bitch, I don't say hello when I do it." "Angry eyes and mouths, chest churning with violent fury, hands slashed down in a row, but like a puff of wildfire falling." "Snow Watching Knife" is a very gentle name, but who would have expected it to be a violent knife. The volley of sword light carried a violent sound of breaking the air, a knife to seize the soul, the knife to seize the soul, is to make the person in front of him take a step back, but also the knife pointed at the sky and the sword intent is fierce.

Yue Qinglong saw that Gongzi had a surname, and he was afraid that he would suffer a secret loss, so he pulled out the knife and was eager to try.

The old man saw the secret and said: Yue Shi can't stop one person yet, the four of you step forward together, which is convenient for them to exert the power of the joint attack method, not to mention that more than ten wild people behind are eyeing each other.

Jiang Yi knew the depth, and blocked Yue Qinglong, who was about to step forward to protect the master, and said, "Shiro can block it." His eyes were staring at the more than a dozen barian cavalrymen behind him, and he said secretly: The white-haired old man has killed and injured so many people under the encirclement, and his cultivation is incredible.

The white-haired old man saw the abnormality here, and his eyes tightened, and a little brilliance seemed to bloom in his slender eyes, revealing the knife curtain of the Abbasid white-robed man and shooting this way. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Yue Shi's performance.

The old man in the green shirt bowed slightly, and greeted the white-haired old man from fifty-six steps.

The white-haired old man let out a soft roar, and the ear drums of the six white-robed guests shook, three horizontally and three retreated, and each slashed three cross knife curtains. The white-haired old man laughed, and struck out a knife, hitting the eyes of the six-person sword formation, and the light curtain disappeared immediately. Yes, a horizontal knife was turned out in his right hand, and it turned out that the knife was hidden in the black clothes. The face of the Abba man with the silver bow on his back changed, and then he realized that the white-haired old man had not exerted all his strength, put down the sack in his hand, and squeaked a few times.

Yan Ran shouted: "I know this sentence, he said: Give me back." ”

Jiang Yi smiled secretly: Every time you make trouble, is this how the old man is called?

The white-haired old man saw the six people retreat and greet one more, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face. It's just that this smile only floats on the surface of the eyes. Yabo #8226;Langdon meets his ever-growing pupils, and finds that there is not the slightest human emotion in his smiling pupils, no life, no ego, only infinite murderous intent pouring down from the sky. From that infinite killing intent, a gorgeous knife suddenly drilled out, and the knife momentum was like fire, instantly burning into hell karmic fire, and it wanted to burn everything in the world.

The man only had to raise his hand to block it, and his body flew out with an endless stream of burning sword intent.

The white-haired old man took out the murderous demon knife from the placket of his arms, and Hu Qi, who was guarding the mouth of the gorge, vaguely felt that something was wrong, and took the bow and arrow in his hand, but unexpectedly, the leader of the white-robed man stepped forward and failed to block a move and a half.

The white-haired old man took the sharp arrow and flew in, the knife in his hand entered the extreme movement from the extreme quiet, the knife was fast, and the sound of wind and thunder was heard, only to see the white-haired old man avoiding the real and constantly changing the dimension of the knife, a knife turned into six knives, each knife was divided into six knives, waiting for the sharp arrow to shoot in front of him, thirty-six knives, and the knife hit the arrow edge. The arrows made of fine iron were all scattered into iron powder in the chaotic wind.

This kind of amazing and fast sword technique, even a doubled longbow crossbow can't frustrate its sharpness. Hu Ren's confidence was greatly depressed, his face was very bad, and he drew arrows and strings, but he did not dare to shoot easily.

The more than a dozen barbarians who were in front of Yue Shi and the others were also intimidated by such gorgeous martial arts, shrunk their formation, moved slightly to the valley wall on the other side, and opened their bows and pointed at the white-haired old man together.

The white-haired old man seemed to have changed his surname, and he didn't kill them all, Shi Shiran looked at the white-robed Abbasid who was knocked away by his move, and said: "You can stop the karmic fire and burn the city, and the martial arts of the Western Continent should not be underestimated." He took a few steps, walked to the sack, lifted his foot and kicked lightly, and with a soft cracking sound, the sack split into two pieces from the kick, and out of it rolled a young man with his hands and feet tightly tied and a rag in his mouth.

Yan Ran looked at it and exclaimed: "Grandpa, isn't that the slave soldier you met the day before yesterday, how did you let the Fan people catch here?" ”

The white-haired old man looked at this side and smiled, but he didn't seem to smile for too long, and his smile was a little stiff, and his expression was very strange. Seeing Yan Ran staring at the young man on the ground with a nervous expression, he grabbed the young man's shoulder with his left hand, and walked to this side, more than ten Hu Qi and four white-robed people hurriedly avoided to the side, and joined with the people who came from behind.

Yue Shi saw that although the white-haired old man had a smile on his face, his whole body exuded a chilling yin momentum, and he only felt that a heart in his chest was tightened, the pores between his back were opened, and fine sweat was oozing from the roots. Only then did I feel that it was not easy for those white-robed people to fight against him.

The young slave soldier let the white-haired old man hold it in his hand, faced Yan Ran, closed his eyes, and did not look at Yan Ran's curious and concerned gaze, his face showing humiliating indignation.

The old man in the green shirt said: "Twenty years of cultivating hell karma, I should let you go back to Zhongzhou earlier." ”

The white-haired old man put the young man on the ground and said, "The fate of the disciple is like this. ”

Yue Shi was very surprised in his heart: the white-haired old man was older than the old man, how could he call himself a disciple?

The old man in the green shirt sighed softly, drifted in the gale at the mouth of the gorge, and said, "That's it, that's it, you can go back to Zhongzhou with me." ”

The white-haired old man turned his head and glanced back, the white-robed man who was knocked away by his move had already struggled to stand up, and blood continued to spill out from the corners of his mouth, and said: "From my murderous intent to the knife strike, but in the blink of an eye, this guy can actually turn six Dan breaths, the body is immovable and empty, and the karma fire of killing seven demons is gone, even if there are few people in Zhongzhou who have this cultivation." The implication is to seek the opinion of the old man in the green shirt and want to get rid of this person.

The old man in the green shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Zhongzhou is the breath of the Dan, and the Western Continent is called the Kundalini, and the two names are really one." According to the Law of Wes #8226, the human body has three veins and seven chakras, including yin, yang, chonghe, supra, glabellar chakra, throat chakra, heart chakra, navel chakra, submarine chakra, and Brahma chakra. Speaking of this, his eyes fell on the injured white-robed man, and he said, "You can turn Kundalini six times, according to the people of the Western Continent, it should be the Kundalini that fills the sea chakra." ”

Yabo #8226;Langdon rode past the old man in green shirts, only as if he was a weak old man who did not know martial arts, and at this time, seeing that the white-haired old man claimed that his disciples respected him, he looked at the old man in green shirts in advance, and when he looked at it, he felt that his spiritual sense was as weak as a firefly under the brilliant galaxy, insignificant.

I didn't notice it for a while, I was seriously injured, and all the junior and junior disciples formed a magic circle, which could barely stop the white-haired old man, plus dozens of barbarians who were good at riding and shooting behind him, maybe they could also make the white-haired old man flee in the wilderness. At this time, Yabo #8226;Langdon has completely given up on resisting, and only hopes that the old man in the green shirt will take care of his identity and not kill the killer. Seeing that the old man in the green shirt knew a lot about the nerve "Wes's Law", he felt a little more reverence in his heart, and saw the old man in the green shirt talking to himself, walked out of the protective circle of everyone, clasped his palms together, and said: "Boya #8226; It's just that how could the Grand Master know about the Abbasid nerves? Zhongzhou's words were correct and round, which made Yan Ran's eyes widen with curiosity.

The people of the Western Continent respectfully call the martial artist who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts as the great master, and there is a venerable person under him, and there is a holy master on it.

The old man in the green shirt was the first person in ancient times, so he naturally didn't care about these false names, smiled slightly, and said: "The martial arts of the Western Continent is a system of its own, and the martial artists of Zhongzhou have long known its name. A hundred years ago, there was a martial arts from Xizhou to the east, Zhongzhou people called the "Huaxu Sutra", is the predecessor of the alien to absorb the characteristics of Zhongzhou and Xilu two lines of martial arts founded, but there are slight flaws, practitioners can not reach the realm of heaven and man, it is a pity. Lowering his head slightly, he said to the white-haired old man, "The Dan Breath Technique is said to be the heaven and earth aperture in the Xiao Zhou Heaven, and if the heaven and earth aperture is connected, it will enter the innate realm. ”

Yue Shi listened to the verdict of the old man in the green shirt to this Abbasid, and was shocked, and said secretly: This person looks weird, he looks a few years older than me, and he has stepped into the innate realm. Thinking of my father's words about his self-esteem at the bottom of the well, my heart was a little unnatural.

Boya #8226;Langdon didn't know the Dan Breath technique, and when he heard the old man in the green shirt talk about the Huaxu Sutra, his expression was very different, and he said: "The Huaxu Sutra was listed as the first of the evil scriptures by the Abbasid Holy See, and practicing them became demons, why do Zhongzhou people also practice the Huaxu Sutra?" ”

The old man in the green shirt said: "The Huaxu Sutra failed to strictly correspond to the Yin veins of the three veins and the seven chakras of the Dan Xi Technique, and when the practice turned from Taiyin to Shaoyang, there was an obstacle, and it would enter the Qi Dao. Seeing Boya #8226, Langdon was puzzled and laughed, "You don't know the Dan Breath Technique, and it is not inappropriate for the Western Continent to list it as an evil scripture if you say this." ”

Yue Shi looked impatient on the sidelines, and said: "The Western Continent is thousands of miles away, what are your plans to come here to meet the people of Vabarian secretly?" ”

Jiang Yi vaguely guessed the origin of the old man, remembered how much neglect he had along the way, and felt infinite regret in his heart. The secret contact between the Abbasids and the Varsa is very important, and the old man in the green shirt is a person who has nothing to do with himself, and the white-haired old man will never be able to open his surname in front of the old man in the green shirt, and it is just at this time that the old man in the green shirt can deceive the purpose of this group of Abbasids.

Boya #8226;Langdon looked calm, and said: "Take the south road, from the western border of the rest of the country to this place is about 5,000 miles, take the north road, about 4,000 miles, there is no little brother said ten thousand miles." ”

Yue Shi raised his eyebrows, fell for it, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand; The white-haired old man's eyes widened with rage, and there was an endless hell of karma burning in him, Boya #8226, and Langdon let him look at him, only to feel his heart stagnate, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Abbasids in the back rushed forward, Boya #8226, Langdon crossed his hand to stop those people from coming forward, knowing that the thought of whether or not he could survive was all in the thought of the old man in the green shirt, bowed forward, and said: "The Great Master knows a lot about the martial arts of the Western Continent, and must also know the affairs of the Western Continent Kingdoms. ”

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