On the top of the Changbai Outer Peak, in the midst of the heavy snowfall, Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie climbed diagonally along the steep snow slope.

Xiao Tie didn't know why the eldest brother had to choose such a difficult road, but for Shen Qiu's trust, he didn't complain and followed the eldest brother on the ridge.

He used the dragon and tiger battle qi in his body, which was not yet strong, and tried his best to use the phantom footwork that he had already started to rush through the heavy snow.

After traveling for a few miles, Xiao Tie glanced back as if he had a feeling, and saw that at the bottom of the snow slope, a figure flew up at a very fast speed.

Yes.

He was flying.

Xiao Tie swore that he was not mistaken, unlike Shen Qiu's actions of walking awkwardly on the snow slope with him, chasing the man was like stepping on the snow without a trace.

Every time you rise and fall, you can skip more than ten feet away.

Just from the light movements, it can be seen that this is definitely a master.

"He's chasing him, big brother!"

Xiao Tie just wanted to shout, but Shen Qiu made a silent action, he immediately understood, lowered his voice and said something to Shen Qiu.

"Leave it alone! Continue upwards. ”

Shen Qiu carried the knife box on his back, and he didn't look at the chasing soldiers approaching behind him.

His body is much better than Xiao Tie's, although he can't do the ethereal state of the person behind him flying silently, but he cultivates the Phantom Footwork, walks dexterously in the snow, and is very fast.

Shen Qiu scurried forward as he observed the steep snow peak that had been specially chosen.

It is not flat, with few bumps and bumps.

But the whole is a slope, with an inclination of more than 30 degrees, and Xiao Tie and he have climbed all the way up to this point, which is close to two-thirds of the height of the outer peak.

"It's about 2,000 meters above sea level."

Shen Qiu looked down, although there were goose feathers and heavy snow at this time.

But it was evening, the sky was not dark, and when they looked down, at the end of their sight, they could even vaguely see the halfway up the mountainside mountain village where they had stayed with Shen Lan and the demon girl before.

"It's still a bit low..."

Shen Qiu stopped regretfully.

He came back to his senses, stood on the snow slope, and looked back, the person chasing was already within ten miles, and according to his speed, at most half a pillar of incense would sweep in front of Shen Qiu.

"Take it!"

Shen Qiu threw the hundred birds towards the phoenix spear in his hand, and the frightened chick in his arms to Xiao Tie, and slapped it on the knife box with his backhand.

The shaking light buzzed out of the sheath, and in the heavy snow, it fell into Shen Qiu's hands, reflecting a deadly cold light.

Shen Qiu shook the knife in his hand, and said to Xiao Tie behind him without looking back:

"Go on, sweep over this slope, the closer you get to the ridge, the better, listen to my commands, and you will do whatever I tell you to do, understand?"

"Big brother, are you going to..."

Xiao Tie grew up in Liaodong since he was a child, he didn't have the heart to think about it before, but when he saw Shen Qiu stop blocking the enemy, he glanced at the surrounding mountains again, and understood what Shen Qiu was going to do.

But before he could finish his inquiry, he was pushed away by Shen Qiu.

"Go!"

Shen Qiu lowered his voice and said:

"Now is not the time to talk about righteousness, the time to die, whether the two of us can escape depends on your reaction. Xiao Tie, the eldest brother will hand over his life to you. ”

Xiao Tie was provoked by Shen Qiu, and his blood suddenly surged, he beat him hard in the chest, turned around and rushed out.

Although he didn't speak, that brave attitude also made Shen Qiu feel slightly relieved.

Alone with his knife, he stood among the steep slopes of the snow in the midst of the goose feathers and heavy snow.

He wore a black long gauze hat, a black robe, and a seven-star shaking light, and between the operation of the true qi in his body, the snow around him was blown up, and he had a cold and solemn momentum.

After about half a pillar of incense, Dong Lingjun, who was holding the dust, fell ten feet in front of Shen Qiu's eyes in a dashing manner.

He chased all the way from the heavy snow, rampaging for nearly dozens of miles, but there was not a trace of snowflakes on his body.

Falling on the snowy slope, standing extremely steady, as if there was no weight,

There weren't even footprints left on the soft snow.

This Penglai person with immortal wind bones, between the strange jewel and jade decorations on his shoulders, looked at Shen Qiu in front of him, to be precise, at the knife in Shen Qiu's hand.

"It's... Seven stars shake the light? ”

Dong Lingjun's eyes narrowed, and he spoke in a Central Plains dialect with a slight accent, and asked Shen Qiu:

"You are Fan Li's bloodline, a descendant of Da Chu?"

"Not really."

Shen Qiu's calm voice came from under the hat, and when he raised his head, there was already a red ghost face on his face.

Under that strange ghost face, Shen Qiu's eyes looked at the obscure Dao Master in front of him, and he said:

"The Taoist martial arts are all over the sky, why bother to force each other, the folding mountain is dead, we have nothing to do with Penglai, you cultivators always say that God has the virtue of a good life, why don't you let me wait for a horse."

"I didn't come to take your two lives."

Dong Lingjun was not in a hurry, and he did not take the initiative to draw his sword.

The knife-wielding man in front of him is quite imposing.

But it's not worthy of letting him out of the sword, the ancient sword behind him "Guancang Sea", although it is not as psychic as the Ling Xuan Sword, it is also an extraordinary thing.

Looking at the sword like a person, this sword is like the East Lingjun.

Do not carry a gun to bully the weak, do not go against the grain, and do not stain the blood of the weak with a sword in your hand.

He just shook the dust and said calmly to Shen Qiu in front of him:

"It is my senior brother who is moving the mountain, I respect it a lot, I know that my senior brother left a disciple, as well as my Penglai Baobing Juque Sword, and you, the person who holds the immortal fate.

I'm waiting for the two of you to come this time, just to take you to Penglai, put down the shaking light, and go with me. ”

Dong Lingjun's tone was calm, and he said to Shen Qiu:

"Treasure soldiers are good, but they also need to be matched by the blade-wielder.

I don't think your mind is consistent with the shaking light, even if you try your best to imitate it, you still lack a sense of madness and rampant in the world.

You are not the master of the sword, and it is difficult for you to truly be in tune with the treasure soldiers.

Don't ask for trouble. ”

Shen Qiu's heart shook slightly.

This Penglai person is really evil, and he deserves to be a cultivator.

At a glance, he can see through the awkward relationship between him and Shaoguang, just like an enhanced version of the young man, those ethereal eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

"That's what the Taoist said."

A strange wind blew around Shen Qiu.

The moment the six-point sacrifice was activated, there was a tornado-like energy that revolved around Shen Qiu, bringing snow to the ground, and the snow danced wildly for a while, like a storm, wrapped around Shen Qiu's body.

He raised his hand and shook the light, and said to Dong Lingjun in front of him:

"Shen is indeed not the opponent of the Dao Chief.

But my brother and I couldn't stand Penglai's invitation. We and other people of the world, rolling in the red dust, happy and free, this immortal treasure land, is not for a vulgar person like me to go.

If the Taoist chief has to force each other, don't blame Shen for fighting with death. ”

These words are all dragging time and making Xiao Tie go further and higher.

Hearing Shen Qiu's answer, Dong Lingjun frowned.

He has been cultivating all the year round, he is not a person with a sharp tongue, and he is a quiet character who does not like many things, seeing that Shen Qiu is so stubborn, he shook his head, and the dust in his hand waved.

Say to the man who bears the knife in front of him:

"Then come on."

"Dao Chief, please eat my husband!"

Shen Qiu raised his foot and took a step forward, the already boiling true qi in his body was pushed again, and the six points of sacrifice were pushed into nine points, and the true qi poured into the body of the shaking sword.

Between the humming and roaring of the blade, Shen Qiu was immersed in that wisp of understanding of the sword intent, as if he had returned to the bloody battlefield in the land of Qilu again.

A fierce and ferocious aura erupted from Shen Qiu's body.

The peerless ferocity of the Seven Stars Shaking Light also erupted, and in the midst of the tiger's roar, the ten-foot sword qi broke out.

With a wave of Shen Qiu's hand, the vast fierce sword qi was like a tiger opening the gates, and pounced on the East Spirit Monarch in front of him.

This is the strongest knife that Shen Qiu can cut out at the moment.

The existence of this knife makes him not afraid of contact with a demon girl like Shen Lan, what about the people in the list?

Shen Qiu's husband killed him, even if he was a person in the list, he didn't dare to take it hard!

The sword qi broke through the air, tearing through the falling snow in the air, tearing apart the cold wind, the sword qi had not yet been cut down, and the snow within three feet of Dong Lingjun's body was like being split by an invisible palm, rolling and rolling in all directions.

In the roar of the tiger, Dong Lingjun's long hair and wide sleeves were blown to the sound of hunting.

But this Penglai man didn't know the slightest, and still didn't take a sword, but took a step towards the fierceness in front of him, and poured the dust and true qi in his hand, so that the soft long whiskers were rolled together, like a white steel whip.

In Dong Lingjun's sword-swinging movements, this delicate dust whisk faced Shen Qiu's supreme sword.

"Smack"

The sound of glass breaking vibrated on the snowy slope in the next moment.

The ferocious sword qi was shattered head-on, just like the shock wave brought by the collision of two qi forces, splashing in all directions in a circular way.

The scattered sharp knife gas pierced the snow like a series of small explosions.

Dong Lingjun was unharmed, and several long whiskers were cut off from the dust in the Dao Chief's hand, mixed in the snow that rolled up like a storm, and swirled around the two of them and rolled farther away.

"Not bad, not bad."

Dong Lingjun glanced at the damaged dust, and then looked at Shen Qiu, who was gasping for breath with a knife in front of him, and a flash of approval flashed in his ethereal eyes.

He said:

"At your age, you can cut this knife, which is no match for my disciple back then. It's just that the essence of the knife has not yet been fully understood, and this knife has lost some taste, and the heat is not enough.

You're done with your sword, so take my move. ”

This Eastern Lingjun is ten zhang away, and he still hasn't taken out his sword.

Lightly slapped at Shen Qiu, who was flying backwards, and with a strong shot, it brought up a wind, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were also swept by this energy.

Like a giant dragon with its head and tail swinging, it howled and rushed towards Shen Qiu.

Penglai people are good at using swords, but they don't just know how to use swords.

Penglai Sword Book is very wonderful, and there are also predecessors who have realized the art of fist palm from the sword codex, and the palm used by Dong Lingjun is the technique of immeasurable fist palm, called Guan Qianqiu.

Well, immortal cultivators.

It's always nice to come up with a name.

Shen Qiu swept back quickly, but the momentum of the falling snow in front of him rushed faster, like the true qi of the sea of fury rushing towards Shen Qiu with snowflakes.

This is completely Dong Lingjun bullying people with his true anger.

Relying on his true qi to be much higher than Shen Qiu, he casually wanted him to catch it.

Those masters of the rivers and lakes like to bully the offspring who lack true qi like this.

But there was no resentment or helplessness in Shen Qiu's eyes, on the contrary, before the palm composed of majestic true qi smashed, he used three points to sacrifice himself, allowing his figure to rise a few feet high.

"Bang"

Qi Jin hit Shen Qiu's body, knocking him into the ground, but the main body of Qi Qi smashed the snow slope around Shen Qiu.

"Bang"

When Shen Qiu landed, he heard a loud noise, and when he saw Dong Lingjun flying over, he shouted loudly:

"Little Iron! Do it! ”

This sound was mixed with true qi, like a spring thunder exploding.

Having reached the edge of the snow slope, Xiao Tie Yi Ling, who was standing higher, grabbed the giant heavy sword on his back and swung up the dragon and tiger battle qi in his body.

As the chains reverberate, he exhaled, and the muscles in his body tensed to the extreme.

"Bang"

Juque flew out with a bang, making it the fierce sword of the Canghai Sword Technique.

The heavy sword flew two feet and smashed the boulder on the snowy slope.

The boulder shattered like an explosion, causing violent vibrations, making the heavy snow that had already been impacted by Shen Qiu's True Qi during the battle with Dong Lingjun no longer be able to maintain internal stability.

This vast snowy slope, under the heavy snow.

As a result of two violent vibrations, some subtle changes were stimulated.

The force that exists above all things, every second, is pulling the heavy snow downward, but there is also power in the snow, hoping to keep yourself in place.

Like a tug-of-war, this is a rather delicate balance in the nature of all things.

Like a scale, you only need to press it lightly on one end and the balance will tilt.

Now, the balance of the two forces has been upset.

"Bang"

The loud sound that shook the mountains exploded on this steep slope, and Dong Lingjun, who had just swept in front of Shen Qiu, raised his head suddenly.

I saw that it was as if the mountain god suddenly launched an internal force to shake off the white robe on his body, and it was like a white snow dragon soaring through the clouds and mist, roaring down the mountain.

The fluffy snowflakes were shattered into a form of smoke by a tremendous force. TVmobile/

And those seemingly solid snow, under the power of nature, turned into a fluid like a great river and sea.

It began to accelerate from the first avalanche.

In just the blink of an eye, the speed at which the avalanche rolled downwards reached its extreme.

That scene was both beautiful and dangerous, which reminded Dong Lingjun, who saw the avalanche for the first time, of the sea tide he had seen, and it was the same.

Majestic and terrifying, engulfing all things.

"The Taoist is from the East China Sea, and I haven't seen the northern wind, so today Shen asked the Taoist to enjoy this strange scene in Liaodong."

Shen Qiu slammed the light in his hand into the ground under the snow, just like a rock climber grasping the rock.

He looked back at Dong Lingjun who was about to get up, and between the avalanche framed laughter, he threw out a thin chain and tried to entangle Dong Lingjun.

But the latter, with a flick of the dust, knocked the chains back.

It's just that...

In the face of this large avalanche with a speed of nearly 100 meters per second and a mixed force of nearly dozens of tons, Dong Lingjun just got up and raised his body by five feet, and was swept up by the tumbling avalanche.

The all-encompassing ice and snow frenzy pushed it to the bottom of the mountain below.

Avalanche, you can't kill the heavenly list!

There is no doubt about this, but it is absolutely impossible for Dong Lingjun to rush out of the rolling avalanche in an instant!

In this world, there may have been immortals thousands of years ago.

But now, a thousand years later, there is absolutely no warrior who can face the avalanche.

"Bang"

At the same time that Dong Lingjun was swept into an avalanche, Shen Qiu was also engulfed head-on by the oncoming cold storm.

He clutched the shaking light in his hand, this supreme weapon did not disappoint him, it stood so firmly in the crazy avalanche, providing a support point for Shen Qiu.

The Xue Ji Mental Technique in his body worked wildly, allowing Shen Qiu to survive the continuous blows.

But...

Cold!

Very cold.

The terrifying low temperature swept through Shen Qiu's body in an instant, and he didn't know how long it was, Shen Qiu felt as if he had been frozen permanently.

In his remaining consciousness, he vaguely felt that someone was calling his name, digging him out of the snow and ice cave.

It should be Xiao Tie, right?

Shen Qiu's eyes darkened, he was unconscious, and in the next moment, his spirit woke up in the sword jade dream.

It's safe for now.

Facing a master of the heavenly list, he took advantage of the terrain to escape the pursuit of the other party, and also gave Donglingjun a hand.

Although it is very undignified to win, the bully people at sea have never seen an avalanche.

But...

If you win, you win!