Zhan Xiaopeng is an ordinary disciple of the Hengshan Sword Sect, and this time he followed the head of the sect, who is now the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Mo Xiaobei, to come out to practice. There is a trace of disdain in his heart for a little girl to be the leader of the alliance, but even so, he has to admit that Mo Xiaobei's qualifications are so good that they are off the charts. Almost all of the elders thought her future was great, so what could he do if he wasn't angry?

This time, Mo Xiaobei went on the road alone, and they came to Xianyang with the senior brother of the Huashan Sword Sect. Looking at the mocking eyes of the senior brother of the Huashan faction, I couldn't help but feel depressed, who let them have a head who doesn't do his job and only cares about playing.

When she arrived in the small mountain village, everyone tried their best to let her return to the sect's residence. On this day, the leader took some good hands to investigate the ancestral tombs of the Xiang and Ma families, and Mo Xiaobei also wanted to go, but who knew that Ling Xiao would not allow it, and he didn't know what he told her to persuade her. It's just that Mo Xiaobei is still restless, and before her ass is hot, she jumps up and down to find that beautiful little girl.

"Brother Zhan, what are you thinking?" A gentle voice sounded, and Zhan Xiaopeng smiled and said, "It's Xiaomei, I didn't think about anything, will I have time for a while?" Let's go out for a walk. ”

In front of him was a beautiful little jasper, her name was Xiang Xiaomei, and she was the landlord of the Hengshan faction. She takes care of everyone meticulously, and all the brothers like her very much, and I always think in my heart that if I can marry such a virtuous wife, it is really a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes!

Zhan Xiaopeng is naturally one of them, and now the beauty naturally has to work hard to see it in person.

Xiang Xiaomei's cheeks turned red, she lowered her head slightly, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Okay!" ”

Zhan Xiaopeng's heart was full of joy. "Good. Let's go. As he spoke, he took Xiang Xiaomei's hand. Seeing that his cheeks were redder, but he didn't resist, he couldn't help but feel proud.

The excited Zhan Xiaopeng walked out first with his head held high, but before he could show off in front of his brothers and sisters, his body suddenly froze, and he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest. His head trembled and he lowered his head, and a claw came out of his chest!

No, it's not drilled, it's penetrated directly from the back to the front chest!

The claws were withered and iron-blue. His blood was still dripping from his sharp nails. The claws, which don't have a bit of flesh and are almost skinny, are not owned by humans, no matter how you look at them.

Zhan Xiaopeng struggled and turned his head to look, and a monster more than two meters tall was standing behind him. The monster looked like a demon, with iron-blue skin, and was wearing a long white coat, and smiled wickedly at him. And Xiang Xiaomei, who was as gentle as water before, looked at him with a smile full of enjoyment.

"Xiaomei, you ......" Zhan Xiaopeng's words were not finished, and the monster's hand was withdrawn.

The same thing is happening almost everywhere in the mountain village, and simple civilians who seem harmless to humans and animals become demons that devour people in a single turn!

"Brother Wu Di. Can you hand me the bucket behind your back? Ma Liu asked Wu Di next to him, and raised a bucket in his hand as he spoke. said that he couldn't pull out.

Wu Di smiled and nodded, just turned around but saw Ma Liu's smile suddenly cold, his mouth was silent and there were words, and a huge red-skinned demon with a height of two feet quietly appeared behind him. smiled cruelly at Wu Di's bare back, raised his knotted arm and inserted it.

The gold and iron resonated, and the strong arm was blocked by a folding fan, and he couldn't get an inch! But Wu Di turned around lightly and shook his head at Ma Liu and sighed.

"You, you're not ......" Ma Liu screamed and retreated, but the red-skinned demon flickered in front of Ma Liu.

Hua Manlou shook his head, "I'm injured, but I didn't say it couldn't be cured." ”

Ma Liu obviously didn't mean to chat with Hua Manlou, and shouted: "Just ghost, kill him!" ”

The red-skinned demon in front of him roared angrily and pounced on Hua Manlou, and when he first heard the ghost roar, Hua Manlou's brows furrowed, and let the ghost claw slap it in its lower abdomen. The ghost roared in pain but still attacked with his claws again, Hua Manlou nodded clearly, "The body is very hard, but there is no energy reaction." No worries. As he spoke, he jumped lightly to the same height as the ghost.

Burst! Burst!

Roar! Just the ghost covered his eyes and roared in pain, and Hua Manlou shook off the blood stains on the folding fan. "My eyes are also fragile, and I don't have a lot of agility. If it weren't for the hard enough muscles, it would be useless at all, and it could barely be regarded as an innate powerhouse. ”

Ma Liuyi was shocked that his subordinates kept changing their hands, but the pain was unbearable, no matter what he did, he couldn't get a response.

Uh, Ma Liu slowly fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and his back heart was pierced by a sword, completely dead! As soon as Ma Liuyi died, the ghost screamed, turned into puffs of smoke and dust, and disappeared invisible.

Mo Xiaobei shook off the blood stains on the sword, pouted, and said, "The master is a weakness." ”

I saw everyone walking out of the room one after another, looking at the dead Ma Liu, Zhao Yuelu said a little unnaturally: "Actually, that gang ghost is not useless, at least his appearance is quite scary." ”

Everyone rolled their eyes and ignored her, and Wu Di nodded, "Well, it's quite scary." ”

"This should be the Shikishen that Fuso Onmyoji said, I've heard of it for a long time, but it's the first time I've seen it." Wu Xingyun said with some novelty.

Hua Manlou sighed with some pity: "It's a pity that I can't fight with this strong man." ”

Lin Xian'er didn't care about everyone's emotion, took out a firecracker tube from her arms, pulled it behind, and the red signal flare rose into the sky. Red represents danger, and it is mostly used by people in the martial arts to ask for help.

The red signal flare suddenly ascended to the sky, and the martial arts people in the village suddenly raised their vigilance, and at this moment alone, countless warriors escaped the sudden attack of the people around them. However, more warriors were stunned by the scene in the sky.

I saw that the signal flare rose less than 100 meters into the air, and it collapsed as if it had suddenly hit some shelter. In mid-air, a strange phenomenon also appeared due to the impact of signal flares.

The red mist gradually spread along with the eerie ghost crying god, and when the fog completely obscured the sky, everyone realized that it was actually a transparent cover, and the cover extended far away and directly trapped everyone in the small mountain village.

Some warriors did not believe in evil and happened to be on the edge of the village, so they threw a punch at the red gas shield.

Roar! This punch was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and countless blood-red ghosts poured out of the air cover, and suddenly pounced on the martial artist and devoured it in the blink of an eye!

The death of this martial artist was like a fuse, and the red gas mask collapsed in the next moment, and the scattered fragments turned into hideous ghosts and pounced on many martial artists.

"What is this?"

"Where did the demons come from?"

"Why are you hurting me!"

One by one, the people in the martial arts are in danger, not only have to endure the annoying ghost screams, but also have to guard against the attacks of the villagers and evil spirits one after another.

Hua Manlou swept away an evil ghost with a wave of his sleeve, but the evil ghost reunited in less than three breaths. Lin Xian'er frowned slightly, holding a sword to slash away a demon that pounced on her.

"Huh? How can you use a sword? Zhao Yuelu shouted with a hellish expression.

Lin Xian'er glanced at her absently and said, "Since you can't practice the martial arts on the Nine Yin True Scripture, you can only practice the sword." What's more, my senior brother doesn't have a sword spectrum! ”

"Your senior brother?"

Lin Xian'er moved her delicate little chin, Zhao Yuelu followed her line of sight, and saw that Wu Di was a little embarrassed, but the blade of the sword could always split the ghosts just right.

"He has a sword book? It can't be the Flying Immortal! Can that thing be practiced? Zhao Yuelu said in disbelief.

Lin Xian'er chuckled: "Of course you can practice." As he spoke, he danced a sword flower in the air and twisted away a demon that pounced.

Zhao Yuelu looked at Lin Xian'er, who was as gorgeous and charming as a dance, and looked at Wu Di, who staggered and swung his sword like a blind gesture, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "He is a good person, very considerate and sincere, but this martial arts qualification is really a headache." ”

When Lin Xian'er heard this, she looked at Wu Di's embarrassed appearance, and her face showed disdain, and a sense of superiority arose.

"Hey! Little girl, didn't Ling Xiao let you call the shots? Come up with an idea. "Wu Xingyun is actually a little unaccustomed to Lin Xian'er, although she is extremely qualified and captivating the country, if she had done it before, she would definitely recruit her to the Loose Sect. But since she experienced the change of her teacher, she hated seeing this kind of beautiful and scheming person. What's more, this girl's vision is not ordinary, don't look at your qualifications, but compared to some people, it is far worse. With a cold snort, she looked deeply at Wu Di, who was struggling left and right, and at this moment she really admired Ling Xiao's eyes.

Others thought that Wu Di's embarrassed appearance was extremely embarrassing, but in the eyes of grandmasters such as Hua Manlou and Wu Xingyun, it was simply amazing and jaw-dropping! This is sword training, it is simply refining sword intent! Moreover, this sword intent is not to learn from others, but to evolve one's own sword intent according to other people's sword intent. Once this blind sword move is truly formed, there will be one more kendo master in the world!

Lin Xian'er didn't notice the complicated changes in Wu Xingyun's heart, and continued: "First of all, gather all the martial artists, and then go to the entrance of the village." ”

"And after that? The entrance of the village must be guarded by the enemy, and now these people are scattered, but they can't form combat effectiveness. Mo Xiaobei shouted while swinging his sword.

"Then use the method of local influence on the overall situation, first control the people of your Wuyue Sword Sect, and then integrate other sects step by step. Anyway, get to the entrance of the village as soon as possible, and then just wait. Lin Xian'er said.

"What are you waiting for?" Everyone was puzzled.

"I don't know, Ling Xiao just told me to wait." Lin Xian'er shook her head helplessly.

Mo Xiaobei obviously also understood Ling Xiao's style, nodded and shouted, "Come with me!" ”

After leaving the residence first, he saw a disciple of the Songshan Sword Sect not far away who was resisting the attack of the villagers while avoiding the powerful ghosts, and the danger made Mo Xiaobei stunned for a while.

"These disciples are really hardworking, in other words, this kind of martial arts has also come out to practice, what do those old immortals on Songshan think!" Mo Xiaobei snorted dissatisfiedly, but he still stepped forward a few steps to pick up the villagers and relieve the disciple. (