Out of Xiakou Mountain, Yue Shi and Jiang Yi didn't say that they left and went west, but just followed behind the old man in green shirt and others.

Between Xiakou Mountain and Juyanze, the wilderness is wide for hundreds of miles, and Jiaye thinks that he can't go out alone, and after following everyone, he has a feeling of humiliation in his heart, and he is silent along the way. During the battle, Daze and Mustang Yi battled, and the right arm was injured by the bowstring back, although the bleeding had stopped and the scarring was formed, but every time I had to exert myself, I felt that there was a needle in the flesh, and the pain was incomparable.

Along the way, Yue Shi's mind was on the Haoyue Bow, and he was even more overjoyed to see that the Haoyue Bow could be folded in the bow bag. Entangled around Ka Ye, he lost his rough surname. Kaye rode his horse and ate his dry food, and he didn't give him a good look, only saying that the moon bow was of great significance to him.

Yue Shi said: "I'll teach you the Dan Breath technique, and when you can open the bow, it's not too late to return the Haoyue Bow to you." ”

Before knowing that Zhen E Xueming, he gave the Haoyue Bow to Yue Shi, and Jia Ye would not frown, but thinking of Lao Shao, Zhao Ling and other hundreds of innocent dead slave soldiers, Jia Ye felt a faint pain in his heart and made up his mind: unless Zhen E Xueming cut off his head, he would never give the Haoyue Bow to others.

Jia Ye was reluctant to tell Yue Shi about the twists and turns, so he just said lightly: "Haoyue Bow, I can open it." ”

Yue Shi naturally doesn't believe it, the six stone power of the hazy moon bow, without a few years of cultivation, who can pull the full string? Looking at Ka Ye, he is weak and thin, and he does not look like a person born with divine power.

Yan Ran sneered, poked out the small and delicate head from the arms of the old man in green shirts, and looked at him beautifully: "If you can open the bow, open it for us to see." ”

Seeing that Yue Shi's face was full of disdain, the humiliation in his heart was even more unbearable, thinking that he might be able to barely open the bow with his feet on the ground, so he didn't care about the injury of his right arm, so he jumped off the horse, untied the bow bag, and took out the hazy moon bow, the silver bow arm reflected the rising sun, as if there were clouds flowing on it.

The old man in the green shirt shook his head slightly and said, "If you forcibly open the bow again, this arm will be wasted; I know you can shoot this bow. Pressing Yan Ran's head back into his arms, he scolded with a smile, "There are many strange people in the world, how can you understand it as a little girl?" ”

Jia Ye bowed slightly, silently put the Haoyue Bow back into the bow sac, although his face was indifferent, there was a warm flow in his heart, and he felt that the old man in the green shirt could understand the pain in his heart. When jumping off the horse, focus on the right arm to prepare for cohesion, at this time the slack is gone, the right arm is particularly painful, when the saddle is on the horse, the right arm is weak, almost falling.

Yue Shi leaned over to hold him, put his fingers on his wrist veins, crossed a breath of Dan Xi, frowned, and said, "The hand is too yin, less yin, and yang are all injured, why don't you feel pain?" ”

The old man in the green shirt smiled when he heard this, and said secretly: Where will it not hurt? It's just that the surname is very stubborn, and he doesn't want others to take pity on him, so he endures the pain and pretends to be normal.

Yue Shi brushed his sleeve, but saw that his right arm was covered with scars from muscle tears, gasped, and said, "You can really open this bow." There was a stuffy question in his heart, "You haven't practiced the Dan Breath Technique, relying on your innate divine power to open the Hazy Moon Bow, and your arm is shocked by the bowstring, it should be injured in your muscles and bones, how can every meridian in your right arm be cracked?" When he said this, his eyes were looking at the old man in green shirts.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, how do you know that he has not cultivated the Dan Breath Technique?" ”

Ka Ye was also very surprised in his heart, and said, "Ka Ye has indeed not practiced the Dan Breath Technique. ”

"The Jiaye clan is the white mountain servant of the Peacock Dynasty, and after the clan becomes an adult, the arm has divine power, and can crack the lion and fight the leopard, and the people think it is a miracle, but it is a secret art inherited by the Jiaye clan. This kind of secret technique called Baishan Dragon Elephant Power should be a branch of the ancient practice of breathing, similar to the method of breathing Dan breathing, but it is better, Baiyi's Panmu boxing technique is born from a similar secret technique. Although the Jiaye clan has lived in Xizhou for a long time, they are in the same vein as Zhongzhou. ”

Yue Shi saw that Jiaye was at a loss, saw the white-haired old man, and said secretly: Could it be that you know this matter better than himself?

Jiang Yi thought that this was probably the case, if it weren't for the white-haired old man who killed too much back then, which provoked the emperor's anger, all the clans in Xizhou were afraid that they would have let him conquer it alone. When the Peacock Kingdom fell, Jiaye was still a child, and it was natural that he didn't know the classics of the clan.

Only seven or eight years have passed since the fall of the Peacock Kingdom, and at that time, there were only a few words about Liao Liao in the recital of the Inner Court of Hexi County: King Gaochang gathered more than 10,000 troops to besiege Peacock City, and fell into it overnight, slaughtering 30,000 people, and more than 1,000 young children were sold into slavery.

Jiang Yi glanced sideways at Jia Ye, saw that his face was gloomy, and said secretly: Does this young man still remember the events of that year? I have a question in my heart, but I can't bear to ask.

Yan Ran listened to it in the arms of the old man in the green shirt with great interest, tilted his head and asked, "Isn't the White Mountain Dragon Elephant Power an extremely powerful martial art?" ”

Ordinary martial artists can also burst out of five or six hundred catties of strength in a sudden manner, Jiang Yi saw that Jia Yeqiang's right arm was also injured by the Hazy Moon Bow, so he thought that even if the power of the Baishan Dragon Elephant was profound, it was quite limited.

The crowd stopped overnight in Juyanze, and then walked south along the east bank of Juyanze.

Juyan Dongze is slightly smaller than Xize, there are still hundreds of miles of water, the water waves are vast, as far as the eye can see, but the city wall and pavilion of a hundred years ago have been abandoned, and the ten thousand hectares of fertile land are restored to the place where plants and trees grow together, which makes people look forward to it.

When Kaye was about to say goodbye to everyone and leave alone, the figure of the barbarian ranger appeared in the north, and there was a faint blowing horn in the distance, as if there were more Vabarian cavalry behind him.

Ka Ye knew that the barbarians did not dare to approach, but they were afraid of the aftermath of the white-haired old man. If you follow all the way, you will inevitably be separated until Zhangye City. Thinking of his status as a slave soldier, Kaya's face turned a little pale.

Jia Ye was also worried about Hu Qi who was attached to the back, and secretly said: No matter how high a person's cultivation is, he can't compete with the elite division of a hundred battles. The same is true for Yue Shi and the others, who all put their blades in front of them in case of a sudden attack. The old man in the green shirt was indifferent as usual, not disturbed by the Hu Qi behind, the white-haired old man looked cold, but he was a little annoyed, and stretched out his hand to ask Jia Ye for the Hazy Moon Bow: "The Hazy Moon Bow is temporarily lent to me, and it is very annoying for Hu Er to be embellished behind." ”

Yue Shi's expression was greatly lifted, and he shouted: "We have five bows, kill his grandmother, and then run away." So saying, he jumped off his horse and went to untie the quiver on the back of the hunchback.

The white-haired old man said, "There are five hundred strong bows in the back, you go and shoot at them." ”

Yue Shi opened his eyes and looked around, and there were the figures of the barbarians on the steep slopes several miles away, and if they shot at five hundred Hu cavalry in the plains, it would be a long life.

The white-haired old man took the bow of the moon, jumped off his horse, and took out a feather arrow from the quiver in Yue Shi's hand, put on the bowstring, and the feather arrow was slightly upturned, pointing at a slightly missing mountain pass.

Above the mountain pass, there are figures and horses.

Yue Shi was dumbfounded, the mountain pass was ** hundred steps away from here, far away from the range of the Hazy Moon Bow, and said secretly: This old man is not visually impaired, and he can't distinguish the distance and distance. Just as he was about to open his mouth to stop it, he turned his head, but he saw a faint green light circulating on the silver bow, and suddenly saw the white-haired old man's eyes glow with a pale blue light, and the feather arrow came out with the wind and thunder angrily.

The space in front of him suddenly cracked, and Yue Shi's eyes couldn't lock the trace of the feather arrow, and the two-foot-long feather arrow turned into a little light trail and walked in the distance.

Above the mountain pass, a sturdy figure rose from the ground, the knife in his hand slashed down, and a long dragon chant came out from the exploding waterfall.

The white-haired old man stuffed the Haoyue bow into Jia Ye's arms, looked at the old man in green shirts, and said, "Mountains and rivers with a knife? ”

Dozens of knights galloped from the mountain pass, galloping closer, and Ka Ye saw that the current one was about fifty years old, with a sturdy body, sitting on a horse, all half a head higher than the left side of the platform, with a withered face, a pair of brown eyes with a cold pale cyan light, and a black sword in his left hand.

With the blowing of horns one after another, more and more Hu horses galloped out of that mountain pass and rushed here.

The white-haired old man's expression was solemn, his eyes fell on the face of the person who came, and he said indifferently: "There are heirs in the world who slashed the mountains and rivers with one sword, but you are the one who opened a mountain and established a sect in Bayeux Lake in recent years?" ”

The old man in Hufu turned the knife in his hand behind him, looked at the white-haired old man, and said, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter the ears of the sword king." ”

The old man in the green shirt waved his sleeves slightly, and said with a sigh: "Helan Luoyun, the young man on the bank of Laishui in the past, now he also has the demeanor of a grandmaster. ”

On the shore of Baye Lake north of Yanran Mountain, there is a peerless warrior who came out of the customs ten years ago, and the tribes in the north and south of Yanran Mountain are vying to send their children to his door first. Yue Shi stared, could it be that he was the rumored peerless martial artist? secretly pronounced the name Helan Luoyun twice, and felt a little familiar.

Helan Luoyun dismounted and bowed to the old man in the green shirt, and said: "The Heavenly Master has ordered that the three generations are not allowed to enter Zhongzhou, and when I heard that the holy trace appeared in Hexi, how dare Helan Luoyun not come to visit?" ”

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, his eyes swept over Hu Qi, who came over, and said coldly: "You paid a visit like this?" ”

Helan Luoyun said: "If you don't bring the troops here, I'm afraid that there will be no chance to visit." His gaze fell on the white-haired old man, getting colder and colder, "Daojun hid in Xiakou Mountain and slaughtered my people, it was not because Helan had no choice but to take Xiakou Mountain as the boundary with Hexi, so he didn't pay attention to it." ”

The white-haired old man knew that he had the strength to drive himself out of Xiakou Mountain, but he didn't make a move, and it was definitely not because he didn't want to pay attention to the world. His eyes swept over Jia Ye, Yue Shi and others, and said secretly: With Mr.'s surname, he naturally doesn't want to fight with others, Helan Luoyun led the troops over, but he wanted them to blackmail Mr. to make a move.

The old man in the green shirt jumped in and dismounted, shook the green shirt, and his deep eyes fell on Helan Luoyun's face, and said: "In the battle of Yanran Mountain, Xu was born with the surname of thousands of soldiers, and he failed to let go of the fight with the Heavenly Master, and he became a resentment. ”

Helan Luoyun's face was happy, but it was fleeting, turned solemn, walked head-on, the distance stopped, turned his hand and showed the big knife behind his back, dragged the knife to the ground, and the wind swept the ground, but the grass clippings everywhere did not let the wind blow away, but drilled into the wind, sticking to Helan Luoyun.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood still.

Helan Luoyun quickly launched six knives, each knife turned into six knife qi, and each knife qi was derived from the number of six six, and in an instant, the head of the knife burst out of cyan light and pounced on the old man in green shirt like a torrential rain.

The old man in the green shirt still stood still, but Jia Ye looked at it like a towering white mountain, and he was impressed.

The white-haired old man was secretly frightened, and said secretly: Helan Luoyun has reached the realm of six or six great Yan.

When the cyan light that filled the sky rushed to the front of the old man in the green shirt, it suddenly swirled towards the singularity in the middle, as if there was infinite force absorbing the light that filled the world, and all the light gathered towards that point, that point formed an absolute darkness, a dark point that was extremely heavy, and suddenly a huge blue light dragon head poked out from the dark point and crashed into the chest of the old man in green shirt.

The old man in the green shirt raised his right hand, and the wide sleeves bulged out, blocking in front of the green light dragon's head; Only Jia Ye stood a little ahead, and saw that the palm hidden in the old man's sleeve was constantly rounded, and the hideous face of the blue light dragon head was suddenly sucked into the circle.

The dragon's body continued to struggle out from the cyan light that filled the sky, but it continued to let the old man in the green shirt suck into the wide sleeves.

Jiaye couldn't move for a while, towering white mountain, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The cyan light dissipated, Helan Luoyun took three steps back, suddenly fell to the ground, looked in a trance, motionless I don't know how long it took, struggled to get up and swayed forward.

Looking from the side, Kaba's eyes were an ordinary luster, and there was no longer the coldness of the beginning. I was shocked: the old man didn't fight back, but this Helan Luoyun looked like he was seriously injured.

Helan Luoyun looked at the old man in green shirt and said, "Mustard seed Na Sumeru, people walk between heaven and earth." Helan Luoyun smiled generously. He bowed to the end, dragged his heavy steps back, and stepped onto the place where his mount went.

Hundreds of Hu horsemen followed, drifting away.

The white-haired old man jumped off the horse, held the old man in the green shirt, and complained, "Why bother to suffer from his blow? ”

Jia Ye was surprised, and said secretly: Isn't it as safe and envious as it seems?

The old man in the green shirt spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the sleeve of his right hand turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Yan Ran was so frightened that her face turned pale, her eyes were full of tears, and she hurriedly climbed off the horse and led the placket of the old man in green shirts: "Grandpa, grandpa......"

The old man in the green shirt showed a faint smile on his face, stroked Yan Ran's head, and said, "Grandpa is fine, the bones have not been crushed yet." Looking at the white-haired old man, he said, "Mustard Na Sumeru, between the world and the world, Master Chu has not been able to see the path in his life, and finally left a vajra body and transcended the world of bitterness and happiness, how can it be easy for me to break it?" ”

Chu Shiduan is a legend that has dominated the world for a hundred years.

Helan Luoyun inherited his martial arts, and used mountains and rivers to slash the old man in the green shirt and vomit blood and get injured.

The white-haired old man said: "Helan Luoyun has at most the six successes of Chu Shiduan, but Mr. should not force this trick either." ”

The old man in the green shirt said: "The mountains and rivers slashed the world with one sword, and let him completely show it, I can't take care of so many people." ”

The white-haired old man frowned, and said worriedly: "It won't take long for Helan to come to his senses. ”

The old man in the green shirt smiled slightly and said, "Helan Luoyun doesn't dare to return, with you, the sword demon, and he doesn't dare not leave enough guards by his side." My chest and abdomen injuries were fine in just two days, so there was nothing to worry about. ”

The white-haired old man swept his eyes over Ka Ye and the others, if the gentleman didn't take care of them, why did he need to take risks? I made up my mind: if I am in danger, I will only protect Mr. and Yan Ran and go first.

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