In the mountain temple, the wind and rain were shaking, and only a few red embers remained of the bonfire.

Ning Huaiyuan and Yue Pingshan stood under the sculpture of the mountain god, both of them were a little sluggish, only the unkempt little beggar walked over step by step with water droplets dripping all over his body.

Muddy footprints left by bare feet on the blue brick floor of the mountain temple.

He looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, his appearance was thin, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was wet and messy, and his face was dry and wet, obviously he looked like a little beggar, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

At this time, Yue Pingshan reacted, although he was sure to die, he didn't want other innocent people to die on the spot here.

So he shouted to the little beggar, "Run! ”

This little beggar didn't react, but Ning Huaiyuan sneered, among the three people, he dressed up the most similar to this little beggar, looking like just two beggars, one big and one small, but at this time, he sneered, and swung his sword towards the beggar who rushed into the land of life and death.

He has a stoic nature, and even the fellow brothers who get along day and night can be killed, not to mention the poor and sour beggar who meets in front of him?

Just like Yue Pingshan, his true qi is sword qi, which is enough to behead the enemy from three zhang away.

As soon as the sword stood down, a subtle and transparent air fluctuation was generated in front of his sword, smashing the night wind accompanied by rain in front of him, and slashing towards the little beggar.

But this little beggar didn't realize it, and continued to take a step forward, pointing at Ning Huaiyuan and saying, "Who are you scaring with a sword?" I'm not afraid of you, killing people will pay for your life, if you don't stop quickly, I'll sue you, and you will be sentenced to behead for public display. ”

The little beggar's voice was hoarse, and it didn't sound like a seventeen or eighteen year old, but like a mature voice in forty or fifty.

Ning Huaiyuan's sword qi seemed to disappear from his body in an instant, and not even a single hair was cut off.

Yue Pingshan and Ning Huaiyuan were both stunned at the same time, this little beggar just now obviously didn't use any martial arts, why was he able to dissolve Ning Huaiyuan's sword qi? However, Ning Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, his thinking was clear, he was originally just going to kill Yue Pingshan, and he took Yue Pingshan's property and destroyed the corpse, but now he was broken by this little beggar, but it was just a matter of killing one more person, and where would he hesitate.

It's just that Fang Cai's sword is bound to win, but how can it be avoided by the other party?

Ning Huaiyuan is cautious by nature, in this situation, he weighed the pros and cons almost instantly, the top priority at the moment is to kill Yue Pingshan, this little beggar of unknown origin can easily kill it, of course, it is better, but if he can't succeed for a while, then the priority should be to deal with Yue Pingshan, a greater henchman.

So after thinking about it in his heart, Ning Huaiyuan no longer paid attention to this little beggar, and handed it out to Yue Pingshan is trick.

Yue Pingshan and Ning Huaiyuan are brothers in the same sect, and they usually have many dismantling moves, Feng Laiyi is the killing move of the three immortal swords of Huashan, compared to Yue Pingshan's deterrence of the return of the beggars, it is more fast and sharp, if there is a sword in his hand, Yue Pingshan has three ways to dismantle, but now there is no sword in his hand, a pair of fleshy palms have not been practiced to King Kong is not bad, and there is no saying that he has practiced into an invisible sword qi. But with the interruption of the little beggar Fang Cai, he was not without any preparations, he turned his back to the blue brick wall of the mountain temple, and his true qi ran all over his body, although his hands were a pair of fleshy hands, but the injection of true qi was as hard as iron and stone, and he could not be opposed to the sword, but he was like a putrid in the brick wall behind him, and in an instant, he dug out a large piece of masonry in his hand.

This Yang, the crushed green brick crumbs and decay in Young's hands.

This throw, throwing a large piece of green brick dug out of the wall.

The technique is to use the secret weapon technique of welcoming guests taught by Huashan, whether it is crumbs or green bricks, the true qi is injected, this strain, it is really exhaustive of Yue Pingshan's lifelong learning, and the opportunity to respond to the enemy's change.

Ning Huaiyuan picked his wrist, and the green bricks were chopped into several pieces in front of him, and the soft sword in his hand danced like a silver snake, but no matter how high his swordsmanship was, no matter how strong his internal strength was, he couldn't block all the brick and stone debris that had become a curtain, and his body was still stunned.

Yue Pingshan saw this opportunity, originally he was forced by Ning Huaiyuan like a dead end, and there was no place to toss and turn, but at this time, he suddenly saw a glimmer of life, and his body suddenly went out like an arrow towards the door of the mountain temple, as long as he got out of the mountain temple, with his light skills, through this cold rain and wind, at least there was no problem to escape.

He walked briskly, his body was like an arrow, and he rushed out in the blink of an eye, and looked at the little beggar who was still standing there, and felt pity in his heart, knowing that he would definitely die here, so he grabbed the other man's shoulder, and wanted to take him away.

Although he didn't run with him, at least he went out and threw this little beggar out casually, presumably Ning Huaiyuan was in a hurry to chase after him, and he wouldn't stop to kill and make up for the knife, even if he really stopped killing and mending the knife, Yue Pingshan would take this opportunity to run further, in short, he didn't owe anything.

This thought really flashed like lightning, but at the moment when he grabbed the little beggar's shoulder, he only felt that his waist and eyes were numb, his whole body instantly lost his strength and fell softly, his body also lost control, he lost his balance in the air, and the whole person fell to the ground, and then because of inertia, he slid out towards the temple door again, and saw that the road to survival was in front of him, but he couldn't get up anymore.

Yue Pingshan lay on the ground, insisted on raising his head and looking back at Ning Huaiyuan, and at the same time reached out to his waist and eyes, only to touch a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair.

His whole body instantly became cold, and he trembled and said, "Cold Silver Needle? Are you the root of Luoism? ”

"Senior brother laughed." Ning Huaiyuan stood in place and smiled calmly, although he said that he was caught off guard by Yue Pingshan, but in fact, he would also make a plan, watching Yue Pingshan flee at the same time, he sent a needle to the other party's back.

This cold silver needle is as thin as a cow's hair, and when it is released, it is silent, and he is on the run, how can he dodge? And the cold silver needle is numb, and you can only let yourself slaughter it.

However, there was still the little beggar who stood there in a daze, and what had just happened seemed to scare him so much that he no longer said anything funny, and even forgot to turn and run away.

However, Ning Huaiyuan now has the chance to win, he looked at this little beggar who almost ruined his own good deeds, and smiled sideways: "Isn't the big brother's martial arts very powerful?" ”

"Do you want to learn?"

Saying this, he stepped forward and stabbed the little beggar in the chest with Yue Pingshan's Glowing Sword.

Fang Cai's sword qi had no effect on him, so this time he would directly poke a transparent hole.

Ning Huaiyuan thought so.