The light mist rises sharply, and the killing intent stains the dust.

In the Broken Soul Gorge, there is bloody rain and bloody wind

The "ghosts" on the gorge, the "people" in the gorge, after a short confrontation...... And the fight began.

At this time, although the martial arts heroes had suffered more than 100 casualties, they still had nearly 300 combat strength. And the exiles in the Valley of the Burial Heart are only a hundred or so in total. At first glance...... It seems that the former is more advantageous.

But...... The number of people is not the most important factor in determining the victory or defeat, because this is a "battle between rivers and lakes", not a contest between armies.

If this is a contest between armies, the factors that determine victory or defeat are mostly numbers, formations, quality of soldiers, terrain, and the use of bows and firearms.

But in the rivers and lakes...... These things are not of much reference value.

The heads and disciples of those various sects and sects were not well-trained soldiers, although they were certainly much more powerful than ordinary soldiers in terms of individual combat ability, but they were divided into dozens of forces and fought separately, and they hardly had any ability to coordinate with each other...... Not to mention people from different sects, even between the same sects, there may not be a few people who can cooperate.

To put it simply, it is a person with a trumpet, each blowing its own tune, and the wolf and the dog cannot ......

And the other side...... Although the "imps" under the command of Hades were not very cooperative, they had a great advantage in the terrain; From top to bottom, it is also a situation of encirclement, and it is naturally twice the result with half the effort to fight. Coupled with the fact that their martial arts are among the best, it is logical to gain an advantage.

Soon, dozens of cannon fodder from various major factions were killed in the enemy's encirclement and suppression; And those masters in the Valley of the Burial Heart. Only a handful of people were slightly injured......

However, this situation was ...... after Yuan Qi made a move It changed in an instant.

But see. Yuan Meng's figure rushed out, his wrist flicked, and the sword in his hand immediately rolled out like a living thing.

This sword is a soft sword, to be exact...... It is a "cloth sword".

Cloth is ordinary cloth.

People are extraordinary people.

Before the age of thirty. Yuan Qi doesn't know how to use a sword. In fact, at that time he would not make any blades.

But after the age of thirty, he had the power of Xuangong in his body...... Once you have this near-perfect internal force as the foundation. No matter what blades or moves you practice...... It's all at your fingertips, a thousand miles a day.

Therefore, after the age of thirty, Yuan Qi learned a lot of martial arts one after another, and gradually reached the realm of mastering all eighteen weapons. Some kung fu...... He just watched it once. can make it stronger than people who have practiced for many years.

And after the age of forty. Yuan Mengzhu rarely used the blade anymore, and the only weapon that accompanied him was this cloth sword embedded in his belt......

There is a saying that "the sharp sword is unintentional, and the soft sword is impermanent", under the urging of Yuan Qi's unfathomable internal force...... The soft sword is sometimes as fierce as a dragon, sometimes as treacherous as a snake, sometimes as fierce as a Jiao, and sometimes as powerful as a python.

At your fingertips. Nearly ten people had died by his sword, and each one had been struck in the neck by a single sword...... Lose one's head.

"Hum ......" is at this time. A cold snort came, and brought out a burly figure, "I have heard that the main skill of Yuan League is unparalleled in the world, and when I look at it today, it is really extraordinary." ”

The speaker is a bearded man. His body shape and appearance are like Arhat King Kong, and he is still holding an eight-ring big knife in his hand, listen to his voice...... Undoubtedly, he was the first person to shout through internal force not long ago.

"Desert Sword King...... Dihou. Yuan Qi stared at each other and said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Di Hou smiled, "Can the Yuan League Master recognize me?" I'm so flattered. ”

In fact, Yuan Qi's reason for recognizing Di Hou was very simple...... Because the two of them are of the same age and belong to the same generation in the rivers and lakes, they have had several encounters in some large and small events in the martial arts in the past. But...... At that time, Di Hou was already a famous desert sword king, and Yuan Qi was still a nobody. Thus, the latter remembered the former, and the former did not even know that the latter existed.

"Hah! Hahahaha......" Yuan Qi listened to Di Hou's words and laughed out loud.

Di Hou didn't know what he was laughing at, and the people who saw this scene next to him didn't know what he was laughing at.

Only Yuan Qi himself understands how sarcastic and ridiculous the other party's words are......

"...... Di Dao King" After laughing for a while, Yuan Qi's expression turned cold, "I remember...... Before you fled to the Valley of the Burial Heart, you were the leader of the Eight Swords Society of the Great Desert? ”

"Yes, I am." When Di Hou responded to this question, he was quite puzzled in his heart, he didn't understand why the other party wanted to talk to him about the past at such a moment.

"Do you remember, how many disciples are under your disciples?" Yuan Qi then asked.

"Five or six hundred......," Di Hou replied casually, "what do you ask about?" ”

"Can you name twenty of them?" Yuan Qi asked again.

"Lord Yuan Meng...... What do you mean by that? Dihou had decided not to answer these strange questions again.

"I can't report it." Yuan Qi said coldly, "But...... But you can tell me my name. He gestured around with his eyes, "And the names of all the first-class masters present." ”

Di Hou was silent, he wanted to hear what Yuan Qi had to say.

"Everyone is like this, you never remember those mediocre people, because what you see in your eyes is only fame, martial arts, appearance......" Yuan Qi seemed a little excited when he said this, "Your eyes can only see those, so that you ignore the 'people' themselves." He paused, "That's why I laugh, I laugh at you like a bunch of blind people...... Blinder than a real blind man. ”

"Master Yuan, Shu Di someone can't understand what you're saying." Di Hou said, raising his big knife, "I'm not here to listen to your tricks!" ”

"That'......s right, too" Yuan Qi closed his eyes, "People like you don't understand......" He also raised the cloth sword in his hand, "You're just a person who came to lead the death, if you want to come, come on!" ”

Needless to say, Dihou is also here.

The Desert Sword King is by no means in vain. The eight-ring broadsword in his hand is a unique weapon, which was tailor-made by the world's famous craftsmen for Di Hou.

This knife weighs more than 40 pounds. The back of the knife is embedded with eight rings, and the blade is like a shark's tooth, blowing and breaking hair.

In the past, there were countless famous people who died under this knife. It can be described as a shocking murderer.

And Di Hou is a person...... He is also a genius of the knife gate. He was born with divine power since he was a child, and at the age of twelve he could dance the Daguan knife weighing 80 pounds; The comprehension of the knife technique is also very high.,At a young age, he will integrate the strengths of each family and become his own way.。 At the age of fifteen, Di Hou became the youngest person to hold the knife in the Eight Swords Society of the Desert (similar to the position of "cadre" among delinquent teenagers, and you can make up for the specific class), and at the age of twenty-eight, he became the leader of the eight ministries of the president, and he was in the limelight for a while.

It's just that. After the age of thirty, his sword realm encountered a bottleneck, and he practiced restlessly. Gone mad...... Then he began to kill innocents everywhere and sacrifice the sword with the blood of the master, and soon became a public enemy of martial arts and was forced to escape into this valley of burial.

Nearly two decades have passed, as one of the most senior fugitives in the valley at present. Di Hou has naturally broken through the bottleneck of the year. His current martial arts realm. Compared with the two owners of Wanxia Building and Bafang Building, who are also known as the two heroes of martial arts, it is not far behind.

"Drink—"

It was too late, it was fast, but when Di Hou shouted, his figure had already flashed to Yuan Qi's side, and the eight-ring broadsword also slashed down like thunder.

His knife was heavy, but fast, so fast that it was barely visible to the human eye.

However, Yuan Qi can see it.

It's not just visible...... It is also clear to see.

"Too slow. Too clumsy. This was the evaluation that Yuan Qi gave to the other party, and it was also the last sentence that Di Hou heard.

The next second. Dihou's head left his body.

And his knife ...... and slashed into the air.

Indeed, Di Hou was a first-class master, and among the people present, there were probably no more than ten people who could catch this knife.

But in Yuan Qi's eyes, Di Hou's sword skills were far from being hot enough...... From the perspective of the realm of martial arts, Yuan Qi's cloth sword is on top of the "extreme of moves" and then "the ultimate of change". As long as he is still in the realm of "having a move", even if he trains his internal strength to the same level as him, he can fight with him at most. A person like Di Hou, who is much worse than him in internal and external strength, is not an opponent at all......

"Yuan Meng's master is a miracle!"

"Everyone follow the alliance leader to kill!"

The gang members who were standing nearby saw the scene of Yuan Qi killing Di Hou in seconds, and shouted out by the situation, which can be regarded as a bit of momentum for the martial arts camp.

Yuan Qi did not disappoint his fellow Daoists, and he immediately performed a set of superb light skills, flying out like a swimming dragon, and where he passed...... All that was left behind were the corpses of the people of the valley.

"Where to ......" In the chaotic battle situation, Yuan Qi's heart was like water, and he was killing while thinking, "It is impossible for these people to raise the fog...... There must be a 'special man' among them, who is strong enough to direct the currents, and must be found out of the shadows......"

As he thought about it, he had killed dozens of people, more than the other gangs combined. After the gap in numbers widened, the confrontation between the two sides was reversed.

The martial arts people still have more than 200 people to fight for, and there are only more than 30 of the masters of the Burial Heart Valley left, so no matter how advantageous the terrain is, it is useless.

Encircle...... It evolved into a counter-encirclement. Even if the people in the valley are strong in martial arts, one person is surrounded by five or six people...... The results are also self-explanatory.

After only a cup of tea, there were already corpses everywhere in the Broken Soul Gorge.

Blood fell like rain and dissipated like mist, taking away the souls of the dead......

Seeing that the "ghosts" in the valley were about to be driven out, finally, the person who "raised" the light mist ...... appeared in people's sight.

"I really didn't expect ......" As soon as the man spoke, he attracted everyone's attention, "...... In addition to Hades, there are people in the world who have such superb martial arts. ”

It is also an internal force transmission, and the effect is different according to the speaker's skills.

For example, Di Hou and Feng Er (the second to speak before the fight, and they have already received the lunch box at this moment), when they used internal force to transmit the sound, they spoke in a higher tone, and the voice they used was also larger, so that the "qi" could send the words out and let people in the distance hear them.

However, the intonation and voice of the man who spoke at the moment sounded like an understatement; Among the martial arts people present, only Yuan Qi was the only one who could do this...... The speaker's inner cultivation can be seen.

"Is Ken finally showing up?" Yuan Qi looked up in the direction where the voice came from, which was on a mountain rock a hundred meters away.

At this moment, an old man dressed as a farmer and with an ordinary appearance was standing there with his hands behind his back.

Before long, some people in the crowd recognized him, which led to a panicked voice.

"Magic ...... Demon ......"

"It's him! He's not dead yet? ”

"Former Demon Sect Master...... Du Ying......"

Yuan Qi knew this name, but he had never seen this person.

Twelve years ago, Yuan Qi had indeed seen a Demon Sect Master, but it was not Du Ying in front of him.

That year, Liu Xiangru, the leader of the Demon Sect, thought that he had achieved great achievements and was invincible in the world...... Then he invaded all factions of Wulin.

As we all know, the "righteous people" in the martial arts world have a habit, that is...... In the unfavorable situation, they can always find a reason, and it is justified that there are more people and fewer people, and as for the reasons, everyone knows them......

Of course, it doesn't hurt to repeat this classic line here - to deal with these evil demons, there is no need to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes!

In short, that year...... The Demon Cult has been exterminated. And the biggest contributor to this incident, you guessed it...... It's Yuan Qi.

Liu Xiangru didn't understand until he died, where did this surname Yuan come from...... Although Yuan Qi was already recognized as a first-class master at that time, because he was too unknown in the past, no one knew how high the limit of his martial arts was. Until he single-handedly killed Liu Xiangru...... The various martial arts factions realized that this person seemed to have been seriously underestimated in the past......

And that incident became the key capital for Yuan Qi to become the leader of the martial arts alliance in the future.

However, Du Ying in front of him is compared with Liu Xiangru...... That's another difference.

In terms of generation, Du Ying is Liu Xiangru's uncle, but his grade is a few years younger than Liu Xiangru, and he is only in his early sixties this year.

Liu Xiangru practiced the kung fu that he didn't practice until he was forty-eight years old, and Du Ying had already practiced it when he was thirty years old...... After that, even a few Dharma Protector Elders in the Demon Sect didn't know how high his martial arts were.

Fortunately, although Du Ying is a martial arts wizard, he doesn't like fighting, so in the years when he was the leader of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect has always maintained the style of no one offending me and not offending others.

Until the age of forty-three, Du Ying was tired of the strife within the sect and angrily passed the position of sect leader to the ambitious Liu Xiangru. Then he brushed his sleeves away, and no one has been able to find him since.

I never expected it...... Today, this Du Ying actually appeared in the Valley of the Burial Heart.

"Alliance Leader...... He ......, "Ji Neng recognized this person, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward, wanting to remind Yuan Qi."

But Yuan Qi waved his hand and interrupted Lord Ji's words.

A few seconds later, Yuan Qi raised his head, and replied with the same technique as Du Ying, using the same technique as Du Ying: "Du Ying, I have heard of you, you are still alive...... It's just wonderful. (To be continued......)