Outside the town of Meichuan is a series of low mountains, continuous and slow, there are many dense forests and tall trees in the mountains, and there are many dark shadows in the dark night, indescribably deep and heavy!

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Zhang Wei and the three of them are running on the mountain road, the mountain road is crooked, small and difficult to walk, there is no fixed direction, between the chase, the three of them go up and down, leap from time to time, the mountains and trees pass by, the night wind is whistling, the speed is so fast, indescribable floating and shocking.

The three of them are all masters of the masters, they can be regarded as the leaders of the younger generation in the Qimen, and it is difficult for them to have such a speed in the rivers and lakes, a distance of six or seven miles, and before they have time to warm up, the three of them have already reached their destination.

In a short time, they were already in a low mountain, this mountain is about 300 meters high, and there are such small hills all around, there are many trees in the mountain, tall and small, vines are entangled, there are countless thorns, and there are many strange stones in the mountain, which are rugged and difficult to walk.

At this time, Zhang Wei and the three of them were in a jungle, and in addition to many big trees and small trees, there were vines and thorns, which were densely packed, just for hiding.

Under Murong's ruthless signal, before they arrived here, the three of them had already tried their best to light their feet and hide their figures, and at this time, when they arrived here, the three of them held their breath, and their breathing lingered, for a long time, it can be said that people and people are in harmony, only the chirping of the mountain insects can be heard, and it is extremely quiet.

"Those people are stupid, do they really come to this col in the middle of the night to gather? Isn't this a clear way to feed mosquitoes? After staying for a while, but there was no one in sight, Nangong Hao couldn't help but murmur softly.

Being in the mountains, surrounded by darkness, only the chirping of mosquitoes, such an atmosphere made him a little unbearable.

"Don't talk nonsense, pay more attention!" On the other hand, Murong ruthlessly warned coldly. He had no choice but to shut up.

At their feet, there is a natural col, which is not very large, but has a flat grassland of nearly 30 square meters in the middle, surrounded by few large trees. According to what Murong ruthlessly said, the group of people who were going to deal with Zhang Wei would gather on that flat grass tonight.

The place where they stood was condescending, about thirty meters away from the flat meadow, thirty meters was far away for ordinary people, almost impossible to cross, but it was very close to them, just a step by step, and it happened to be suddenly attacked.

"Hey. I said, boy, there are so many people on the other side, there must be a lot of people with weapons in hand, I said don't you prepare something? Do you think your fists can be sharper than a knife now? Nangong Hao, who closed his mouth, began to be idle, but his hand began to be idle, and he saw his hand shaking slightly, and he didn't know when he had reached a dagger like a loach. Facing Zhang Wei, he asked softly with a cheap smile.

"Weapons? I really don't have that. Shi Yi saw the loach-like dagger in Nangong Hao's hand. Zhang Wei's pupils immediately shrank, and there was a thick blood on it, and at first glance, he didn't know how much blood he had seen and how many people he had killed.

The loach-like dagger was thin and long, like a willow leaf, with only one blade. The tail of the loach is enough to shake hands, the head is sharp like a loach head, the knife body is seven or eight centimeters long, and it is slightly hooked. A single hook will surely deepen the friction with flesh and blood, and make the person who has been scratched more seriously injured.

There was a trace of black light flashing between the shaking, in addition to the blood, Zhang Wei also felt an incomparably sharp aura, and at a glance, he knew that the Dao was the kind of sharp weapon that sharpened iron like mud, if it fell into the ordinary rivers and lakes, it would definitely be regarded as an artifact, making many people in the rivers and lakes beat their heads and blood.

"Shall I lend you one?" Looking at Zhang Wei's squinting eyes, he only felt that when he talked about Zhang Wei's difficulty, Nangong Hao's thief eyes immediately lit up, and with a turn of his hand, he added a dagger like a loach, and laughed.

"Thank you, that's not necessary, I'll figure it out myself." Looking at Nangong Hao's cheap appearance, how could Zhang Wei know that this kid was deliberately teasing himself, but what he reminded was that there were many people fighting, and it was better to have a good weapon in hand.

But what to do? After thinking about it, he really didn't bring any weapons, as for the Heavenly Master Treasure Seal, Zhang Wei hadn't even thought about it, and besides, this was not a weapon, but a powerful magic weapon, and he couldn't activate it at will, under this kind of melee, he couldn't take a big seal and smash it around!

This was a little embarrassed, turning his eyes around, Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw him walk to a small tree the size of a teenager's arm, feel the woodiness of the small tree, and when he felt good, his hand shook it from under the root of the tree.

"Don't make too much noise, the other party will come over at any time so as not to be discovered." A gossamer, ethereal voice reached Zhang Wei's ears, this voice was Murong ruthless, obviously knowing what Zhang Wei wanted to do, afraid that Zhang Wei would make too much movement.

"It's okay!" Looking at Murong ruthlessly, although he saw that it was cold, but in order to reassure him, Zhang Wei still cast a reassuring smile.

It seems that Zhang Wei will not mess around, Murong ruthlessly and completely calmed down, and from beginning to end, he did not look back, and kept observing everything in the col motionlessly.

"Ha Lu Ha! I said you were not planning to murder this tree, and then use a stick as a weapon and fight with others. On the side, Nangong Hao laughed very cheaply, although he tried his best to control how small and small his laughter was, and it would not leak out at all, but he looked as much as he hated it.

"Isn't it that you won't know the Tao in a while?" Zhang Wei said softly, they were all condensed between their words, so they were not afraid that the voice would fall into other people's ears and be discovered.

Knowing that Nangong Hao had absolutely no good thoughts when he spoke, he didn't pay much attention to Nangong Hao, as soon as his hand was forced, the little tree he was holding had been silently lifted away from the place by him, and after a closer look, it turned out that the small tree had been crushed by him from the place where he was holding, and there was a small piece of powder left on the ground. Then, I saw him measure it again, and pinched it at the top of the branch of the little tree, and the branch on the top of the little tree was silently crushed by him, leaving only a main pole eighty centimeters long.

"Ha Lu Ha! You kid really plans to fight with people with such a stick, labor and management are really convinced of you! Seeing this scene, Nangong Hao was completely hilarious, in his opinion, Zhang Wei was clearly sick and rushed to the doctor, and when he said a word, he messed around without a head.

"Just look at it, be careful to laugh at tracheitis! Lend me your knife. "Those people who want to deal with themselves may appear at any time, Zhang Weicai didn't have time to talk nonsense with Nangong Hao, and he didn't explain, in Nangong Hao's nameless expression, he snatched the dagger in his hand and sharpened the wooden stick in his hand.

I have to say that Zhang Wei's previous induction was not wrong at all, Nangong Hao's loach-like dagger was so sharp that it was cut on a wooden stick like cutting in water, there was almost no resistance, and after a while, the wooden stick was gone, and it became a wooden sword with blades on both sides of the seven or five centimeters long.

The wooden sword is well done, and under Zhang Wei's careful cutting, it is no different from the real sword, but the wood is yellow-white, and at first glance, it looks a little nondescript.

"Wow haha!" When Zhang Wei returned the loach dagger to Nangong Hao, this guy was very immoral, looked at Zhang Wei strangely, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

"Heaven and earth have spirits, all things have veins, if you don't open the light, you will be wood, and if you open the light, you will be a sword, open it for me! Wooden sword strikes! On the other side, Zhang Wei didn't pay attention to his nervous twitching at all, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and holding the sword fingers with his right hand.

Scold!

At the moment when Zhang Wei's fingers crossed the sword body, the sword was unsheathed, and a sonorous sound sounded, and then, Nangong Hao, who was laughing on the side, suddenly widened his eyes, and all the laughter was empty, as if the throat of a male duck was choked at once.

"This! How did you do that?! Nangong Hao was dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Wei in shock, he really couldn't believe it.

After being swiped by Zhang Wei's fingers, this wooden sword actually exuded a sharp edge, and the sharp qi forced him, instinctive intuition, he only felt that this wooden sword was different all of a sudden, facing it at this moment is like facing a real sword, if you let it cut yourself, you can definitely chop yourself with a sword!

"It's just a small technique, it's not worth mentioning." After waving his hand in the air continuously, and dispersing the sound in the air in a mysterious way so as not to be heard, Zhang Wei turned his head, blinked his eyes, and enjoyed glancing at Nangong Hao's exaggerated expression, and then whispered very directly and speechlessly.

"Your mother!" At this moment, Nangong Hao was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and only a pair of cross-eyed eyes were left white.

"It's a good way to open the blade with a wooden sword, I'm afraid it's not much better than the Maoshan Sect people on the other side of Maoshan!" On the one hand, even Murong Ruthless couldn't help but be moved, although he didn't look back, he also praised it lightly.

"You two pay attention, someone has already arrived in the col below, don't make any more noise." However, his next sentence made Zhang Wei and Nangong Hao completely vigilant, and they no longer dared to have a trace of arbitrariness. (To be continued......)