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"It's time for the Great Snow Mountain?!"

Wang Dong reined in the reins of the horse, far ahead, the martial arts heroes had chased out of the Xichuan border at this time, stepped into the Tibetan area, the terrain gradually rose, the ice and snow covered, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the horses were difficult to walk.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sudden sound of killing in front of him shook the sky, and the sound of shouting and fighting came from a distance, Wang Dong slapped his horse and rushed up, and saw that hundreds of meters away, the Central Plains martial arts heroes had been scattered by a group of masters of the Western Regions, and they were divided into many venues in the ice and snow, and a jī fight was launched.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Dong was not surprised, but he had long expected that it would be such an ending, the Blood Knife Gate sat in the Western Regions, which can be called the top sect in the Western Regions, once he stepped into the Tibetan area, he immediately entered the range of his lair, although the number of martial arts heroes in the Central Plains was large, there were many masters in the Western Regions, and the two collided, which one was stronger and which was weaker, and they had to fight again.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

On the snow, there were sounds of killing and fighting everywhere, and suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, like a lonely bird leading the air, extremely unpleasant, and I saw that in the middle of the snowy mountain, a red-robed Tibetan monk quacked and laughed, and swept towards him with a very fast body.

"The Blood Knife Ancestor has arrived!"

"Hahaha, the ancestor has arrived, these Central Plains people are dead, kill!"

The faces of the masters of the Western Regions were overjoyed, and they were all obviously very confident in the Blood Knife Ancestor, but at this moment, as if in response to the Blood Knife Ancestor, the four clear whistles swept the sky, and the four people of Nan Siqi "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" swept up the snow mountain against the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Blood Knife Ancestor!"

Wang Dong glanced at the snowy mountainside, the Blood Knife Ancestor was obviously one line higher than Nan Siqi, the Blood Knife Knife Technique was very different from the Central Plains martial arts, the knife was weird, but it was extremely lethal, but even so, in the face of Nan Siqi, there was no certainty of victory by force alone.

But in the original book, the Blood Knife Ancestor relied on scheming and strain, killing three people in a row, if he hadn't bumped into Di Yun who had the halo of the protagonist, he would have won a big victory by resisting Nan Siqi with the strength of one person, in this regard, Wang Dong would not think that the Blood Knife Ancestor was insidious and cunning, but admired the wisdom revealed in his battle.

In terms of victory or defeat, life and death, strength is only one of the conditions, and the strain in the battle, the wisdom of killing and fighting is also the top priority.

In the original book, the Blood Knife Ancestor was in a hurry, and only one person met the enemy, but now that he has stepped into the territory of the Western Regions, it is obviously impossible for him to be a master alone.

Wang Dong raised his eyes and saw that these three masters of the Western Regions were inferior to Nan Siqi, but the two of them could already win slightly against one of the enemy, and the three of them could barely fight two of the Nansi Qi, and then the blood knife ancestor stopped the two of the Nansi Qi, and suddenly, this belonged to the Central Plains, and the eight masters of the Western Regions were on the snowy mountainside, swords, swords, and weapons, and started a life-and-death battle.

"Die!"

The wind behind him burst out, and a master of the Western Regions, holding a hammer weighing fifty or sixty catties, swept lightly from the snow, quietly approached Wang Dong's side, suddenly jumped up, and slammed down with a hammer.

In the midst of his rattling laughter, Wang Dong waved his backhand, and the latter came first, and at the moment before the hammer fell in the air, a palm was imprinted on the latter's chest, and a cracking sound sounded, and the man's chest instantly sunken, his face was distorted and deformed, and the whole person shot out backwards like a cannonball.

"Drive!"

Wang Dong took out the poisonous dragon whip, raised the whip and slapped the horse, instantly rushed out hundreds of meters away, the long whip swept out continuously when the mount sprinted, the poisonous dragon whip method is extremely powerful, the martial arts are slightly weaker and injured, the middle is dead, there is no suspense, Wang Dong swept with a whip, destroying the withered and decaying, and all the masters of the Western Regions died under the whip.

"Who is this young man? Martial arts are so high! ”

There were exclamations among the martial arts people in the Central Plains, and they were very shocked by Wang Dong's martial arts.

"Wang Dong!" Someone exclaimed.

"What, he's Wang Dong?"

The faces of the Central Plains martial arts people changed greatly, and their expressions were different, and a roar suddenly sounded among the masters of the Western Regions: "Central Plains people, don't be rampant, grandpa will kill you!" ”

Dada......

The sound of horses' hooves sounded suddenly, and three fierce Tibetan monks rode horses, the two Tibetan monks on the left and right were holding a blood-colored scimitar in their hands, and the Tibetan monk in the middle held the knife in his mouth, his face was full of meat, and his face was very vicious, with a vicious wind, and swept over like a whirlwind.

The sound of the wind, the sword flashed, and the two Tibetan monks on the left and right rode by, waving their scimitars, and easily harvested several Central Plains martial arts people who could not dodge.

"It's the three ** divisions of Shengdi, good and brave, and fearless!"

A cheer erupted among the people of the Western Regions.

Shengdi, good and brave, and fearless are all disciples of the Blood Knife Ancestor, all of whom have obtained the true inheritance of the Blood Knife, and their martial arts are strong, they can be called first-class masters, and they are famous and famous in the Western Regions! These three people killed, and suddenly once again the fighting spirit of the Western Regions martial arts.

Wang Dong's face was fearless, looking at the victory, bravery, and fearlessness The three Tibetan monks galloped over, and when the two sides were only twenty meters apart, they patted the horse's back, whoosh! The mounts rushed out like the wind, and twenty meters swept past each other under the gallop of the two sides, colliding in the middle, when! There was a loud bang, and then, Dangdang had seven or eight crisp noises in a row, and before everyone had time to react, the two sides had already passed by.

The trio of victorious, brave and fearless horses galloped dozens of meters away, and suddenly spurted blood on their bodies, and at the same time fell down the horses.

It's dead!

The scene was silent.

Both the people in the Central Plains Martial Arts and the masters of the Western Regions were shocked, revealing expressions of disbelief, the three Blood Sword Sect masters whose martial arts were already among the top in the rivers and lakes were actually killed in just one breath, which obviously made everyone unexpected.

Even if any of the four wonders of the South are faced with the victory truth, good bravery, and fearlessness, I am afraid that they will not be able to win in a short time, and even if they win, they will be injured, and they may not be able to kill all three.

Everyone at the scene was shocked, and their eyes turned to Wang Dong, revealing a look of horror.

Only Wang Dong knows it in his own heart, this is by no means to say that his own martial arts are far superior to Nan Siqi, but several stunts he cultivates, all of which are good at fighting and killing, and the number of murderous paths, between one move, he can divide the victory and defeat, and judge life and death, not to mention the victory, good and brave, and fearless These three Tibetan monks who are inferior to him are cultivated to be equal to him, and even cultivated to be stronger than him The blood knife ancestor is right, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, it may not be the end of the second kill.

To put it bluntly, Wang Dong's martial arts are better than the word "absolute"!

Of course, the Blood Sword Sect's martial arts actually follow this kind of path, which is so weird that it won't take too much time to kill or be killed.

In the shock of the heroes, Wang Dong slapped his horse back, galloped to the side of the corpses of the three monks, drilled down with a long whip, and cracked the chests of the three Tibetan monks, but there was no "Blood Knife Sutra." Wang Dong thought about it for a while, he remembered that it was said in the original book that the "Blood Knife Sutra" was hidden in one of the disciples of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and he didn't know what was going on now? If it can't be obtained by the disciple, then it will have to be paid attention to by the Blood Knife Ancestor.

The master of the Western Regions thought that Wang Dong would not give up if he had won, and he would destroy the bodies of several people in Shengdi, and suddenly a few people roared and killed him, and Wang Dong drew his long whip again and again, and several people were drawn out of the air, and each of them spurted blood and died.

However, although this martial art shocked the masters of the Western Regions, it did not frighten them.

"Don't be afraid, he's just a person! There are so many of us, heaps are also piled to death, on! ”

"Kill!"

A more violent impact was launched, and one by one the masters of the Western Regions came forward to kill, but the group of Central Plains martial arts people didn't know what kind of psychology they had, their eyes flashed, and their weapons were in their hands, but they hesitated and did not intercept them, but only guarded against each other.

Wang Dong glanced at it, and his heart was shocked, he already knew that these people wanted to take advantage of the fishermen.

Bang bang bang!

The poisonous dragon whip turned into a Tengjiao dance in his hand, and after seven or eight people were killed, Wang Dong saw that the masters of the Western Regions who came up were simply endless, one whip and one roll, and rolled up one of the two Tibetan knives that the three monks fell, and the poisonous dragon whip returned to his waist, and the two Tibetan knives had fallen on his hands one left and one right, and with two sneering, the bodies of the two sneak attack masters of the Western Regions were cracked, and the corpses fell.

The poisonous dragon whip is fierce, the attack range is wide and far, and the whip method is fierce, a whip is pulled out, with the power of cracking gold and gravel, but it is not suitable for group battles, once caught in group battles, the whip method is difficult to deploy.

Wielding a double knife, Wang Dong opened the way with a "word green eyebrow knife", the knife went sideways, killing everywhere, within a few breaths, there were more than a dozen people or throats, or chest torn apart, and collapsed, Wang Dong rushed out of the encirclement, galloping out of the horse.

There are so many masters in the Western Regions, even a wheel battle can exhaust him to death, so he can only get out and escape.

Moreover, he himself came here to win the "Blood Knife Sutra". "It's not for what to slay demons and kill the masters of the Western Regions!

Instantly out of the encirclement, suddenly several figures in the Central Plains martial arts people rushed out, surrounded from front to back, left and right.

"Wang Dong, hand over the Liancheng Jue!"

The cold light flashed suddenly, pressing down, and wisps of cold air dispersed.

"It's really asking for money, it's all crazy." Wang Dong sneered, the world in the "Liancheng Jue" is only the most cruel in Jin Yong's world, except for Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua in this martial arts, there is almost no light, and the entire martial arts is like a crow, generally pitch black.

It can really be said that all the martial arts in the world can be killed!

"Looking at the world, is there anyone who can't be killed?" In the sneer, Wang Dong pressed the horse's back, his body flew into the sky, swept to a height of five or six meters, and the seven or eight people who rushed up all fell into the air, only attacking Wang Dong's feet.

Sou!

Wang moved his body upside down and struck in the air.

The double knife in the hand, like a flying feather, in an instant colorful scattered, and there was a sound like a goose chirping, turning into a chirping green goose, sneering, under the "wild goose feather double knife", seven or eight people violently cracked countless openings, screaming and flying out.

Wang Dong fluttered back on his horse, his gaze swept away.

The heroes trembled and were shocked, and they all lowered their heads.

(To be continued)

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