Fengyun Mountain, a barren hill east of Anbei Town.

This place is located in the middle of nowhere, not far from Yunwu Sect, but because of the bad reputation of its sect, few people come, and even some passers-by, they are all avoided, and they take a long detour, for fear of encountering the thieves of Yunwu Sect and being robbed by it.

It's just that today, there are a lot of warriors around Fengyun Mountain.

On the blue sky, stratus clouds floated, and there was a faint strong aura in the surrounding sky, not to mention dozens of people, large and small, most of these people were martial artists who came to seek the sword faction, but today happened to be lively, just in time to take a look, it can be regarded as a relief from boredom.

If it is a big deal, it is nothing, but around the Wanren Mountain Range, it has been talked about a lot in the past few days.

It is rumored that two warriors came from nowhere, one is dressed in black and the other is dressed in white robes, the black-clothed warrior is addicted to alcohol, and it seems that he secretly drank the wine brewed by the elder of Yunwu Sect in the mountains, which made him furious and arrested the black-clothed warrior.

It doesn't matter if you grasp it, but who knows that the white-clothed warrior is not good at stubble, and he came to the door one after another to provoke and call for battle, asking the people of Yunwu Sect to release their companions.

But what do you think, what did Yunwu Sect come from to make a fortune?

Liukou, that's a group of people who eat people and don't spit out bones, and they don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin, unless the other party is too strong, how can they be threatened?

A flea in the early stage of the martial arts, for Yun Wuzong, it was not in his eyes at all.

Now, not to mention that Yunwu Sect has taken the big Buddha of the Sword Sect, ordinary forces do not dare to provoke in front of it, who knows how deep the relationship between the two sides is?

This is a mayfly shaking a tree, and it is beyond its strength.

But who knows, it is this flea ant-like stunned green that the tortured Yunwu Sect has been helpless recently.

The early days of martial arts, right?

Hey, then don't fight, the white-clothed warriors can't beat the strong, can't they kill the weak?

Yun Wuzong was angry and sent a strong man to chase and kill, but who would have thought that this white-clothed warrior was like a loach, good at hiding and escaping, and he couldn't catch it at all, and even escaped from the hands of a strong man in the early realm of the Martial King once.

This move immediately aroused the curiosity of the martial artists around the Wanren Mountain Range, and this is why there is such a scene, not that they admire, but that they are very interested in the secrets of this martial artist.

Yunwu Sect released a word to kill the black-clothed warrior in public in this Fengyun Mountain.

This can be regarded as a clear declaration, to lure the white-clothed martial artist out, after all, no one wants a martial artist in the early stage of martial arts to keep provoking and slapping his face, and even make the entire sect a laughing stock in the heavenly domain.

"Snort..."

The sun was three poles, the sun was soaring, and just when the surrounding warriors were waiting a little impatiently, there was a burst of sound of breaking the sky, which made everyone's eyes light up and look up.

Everyone's eyes gathered, and they were surprised to see that there was a huge phantom shrouded in the sky, and it was actually a monster beast and a giant bird spreading its wings, carrying more than a dozen human figures, descending on the top of Fengyun Mountain.

"Hmmm..."

The giant bird hissed, stirring the sky, and the coercion of the peak realm of the martial arts was pushed horizontally, showing ferocity and ruthlessness.

The figures on his back stepped into the air, and they were all strong men in the martial arts realm, and in the middle of everyone, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face was holding a rope in his hand, dragging a black-clothed warrior with a purple face and a sluggish breath.

The middle-aged man's eyes were grim, and the chill was pervasive all over his body, and he sometimes used his strength to lead the black-clothed warrior to stagger, as if he was grasping a beast for fun.

"It's finally here, and it's really the style of the Yunwu Sect. ”

"Hmph, Yunwu Sect Leader Zhong Huaqing, he is really a ruthless person, he has no bottom line in doing things, I don't know how many villages and towns have been looted, and how many young children have been slaughtered, it is simply hateful. ”

"If the white-clothed warrior makes a move this time, he can't say that he wants to help. ”

The surrounding martial artists whispered, looking at the middle-aged man's face full of disdain, and there were even martial artists with murderous intent in their eyes, and they did not hide their killing intent towards Zhong Huaqing in their mouths.

"Humph!"

Zhong Huaqing stood on the top of the mountain, grabbed it hard in his hand, and the rope was tight, but it pulled the black-clothed warrior to the ground, and at the same time, the majestic coercion gushed out, making him unable to kneel.

"Zheng..."

Jin Ge raised his voice, only to see Zhong Huaqing raise his hand and grab it, the chill was pervasive, but he took out a big knife from the storage bag and put it on the neck of the black-clothed warrior.

Zhong Huaqing sneered, raised his eyes and glanced around, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Don't hide, come out, I know you're here, if you're a man, if you're a kind, get out." ”

"Otherwise, you'll just have to watch his head cut off by me. ”

Zhong Huaqing's cold voice was soft, mixed with the majesty of the peak realm of martial arts to push sideways in all directions, condensing waves and ripples: "You who value love and righteousness, you must not be so ruthless, right?"

The surrounding warriors were speechless, and they were used to this scene, it was nothing more than killing.

In the forest in the distance of Fengyun Mountain, on the huge and dense treetops, there is a figure sitting on it, looking indifferently at the top of Fengyun Mountain, and around it, there are three figures standing in the treetops.

These four people are Jun Yi, Mo Yiqian, drunken madness and flame poison fire spirit, after they got the news, they came here early, just to confirm the words in the mouth of the warrior.

"Old Mo, can you see it?"

Jun Yi looked Zhong Huaqing up and down, and there was no trace of joy and anger in his words.

"Yes, it's indeed Yunwu Sect. ”

Mo Yiqian's face was expressionless, the air around him was distorted, and the scorching waves even made the surrounding branches and leaves wither: "That day, the rags were stained with blood, and although the lines on it were broken, I could confirm it at a glance, and it would never be wrong." ”

"Xue'er, brother has found the enemy who killed you. ”

Mo Yiqian muttered in his mouth, and around his cold eyes, there were bursts of red light, and there was even a little crystal light flickering in it.

"It's..."

The corners of Jun Yi's mouth curved upward, revealing a cold smile, but before the words came out, he saw a figure stepping forward, and couldn't help whispering: "It's a bit of a coincidence." ”

On his side, he grabbed the wine gourd in a drunken frenzy, and poured a sip of strong wine, so that the aura in his body fluctuated slightly, and when he saw the figure step out, his eyes were flushed with ice blue.

However, the flame poison fire spirit behind the three of them was bored, and when he heard the cold voice in Jun Yi's mouth, his eyes couldn't help but light up, he straightened up, and looked at the top of Fengyun Mountain with big eyes and curiosity, and there was a sudden wave of fanaticism. 510 Literature

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On Fengyun Mountain, it was calm, only the occasional breeze blew up a little sound tide.

At the top of the mountain, Zhong Huaqing was silent, just waiting quietly, but the big knife in his hand was slightly forced, leaving a bloody mark on the neck of the black-clothed warrior, and the crimson overflowed.

"Looks like I'm looking down on you. ”

Zhong Hua sneered coldly, the big knife in his hand moved slightly, and the cold blade flickered and pressed down, and he was about to cut off his head: "Since this is the case, let's end it!"

"Tapp..."

Suddenly, a steady sound of footsteps resounded in the air, making Zhong Huaqing's big knife in his hand pause slightly, and he raised his eyes and concentrated.

The eyes of the warriors around Fengyun Mountain converged, and they all looked in the direction where the footsteps came from, only to see a man dressed in a white robe and covered in blood stepping out, standing proudly in the sky.

"I'm coming!"

"Hey, this son is so daring!"

There are warriors around who sigh lightly, looking at the white-clothed figure, it seems that he is tall at this moment, knowing that life and death are in trouble, and he can fight hard for his friends, which is worthy of admiration.

This kind of person is already rare in the Heavenly Domain.

On Fengyun Mountain, the black-clothed warrior's breath was sluggish, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and he opened them with great effort, and his blood-stained figure was reflected in his cloudy eyes, and his nose was sour.

"Get out!"

The corners of the black-clothed warrior's mouth twitched, sobbing flowed, he opened his mouth, and scolded with all his might: "Dog, Lao Tzu broke off with you, get out!"

"Oh, don't waste your efforts. ”

Zhong Huaqing sneered in his mouth, grabbed the big knife in his hand, raised the cold blade and gently slapped it on his face, and sneered: "With such clumsy acting skills, who do you think you can fool?"

"Besides, he's already here, do you think you can leave when you get here?"

"Snort..."

Zhong Huaqing's voice fell, and the sound of the sky breaking through the sky exploded, and several figures in the stratus cloud stepped out of the air, their eyes sneered, and the cold light hunting on the weapon in their hands surrounded the white-clothed warrior in the middle.

The surrounding martial artists stared at this, but most of them showed a slight disdainful sneer, it was really ridiculous to deal with a martial artist in the early stage of martial arts.

"Heh, drunkard old man, there is no need to say such far-fetched words between you and me, right?"

The white-clothed warrior had black hair and hunting robes, and he didn't even glance at the warriors around him, but just stared at the black-clothed warrior with straight eyes, and a warm smile appeared on his face: "Do you remember what you said when you left that day?"

The black-clothed warrior's body trembled, a helpless smile appeared on his face, and the eyes in his eyes were sincere: "We are in the same boat through thick and thin." ”

"Life and death go together. ”

The corners of the white-clothed warrior's face lifted, and his smile was bright, without the slightest feeling of facing the danger in front of him.

"Good!"

Zhong Huaqing's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he actually stretched out his hand and patted it gently, and said in a cold voice: "It's really a touching friendship, such a scene has not appeared for many years." ”

"Don't worry, I will bury you well today, chop you into a pulp, knead them together, and live forever and never be separated again. ”

"Are you satisfied?"

"That's a good idea. ”

The smile on the white-clothed warrior's face remained unchanged, but he looked at Zhong Huaqing's gaze and narrowed slightly: "However, I do have a better suggestion." ”

"Why don't we bury you?"

"Look for death!"

Zhong Huaqing shouted angrily in his mouth, and the terrifying killing machine rolled away with a violent wave, the big knife in his hand was raised, and he raised his hand to slash horizontally, condensing the blood-colored knife and slashing the heavens and the earth.

It's just that the sword came, and the white-clothed martial artist faced the strong man of the peak realm of martial arts, but he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Hey..."

The white-clothed warrior's laughter rang out, and then the blade fell, and his body split in half.

"Wow..."

"This, this is an afterimage?"

"How is that possible? If he makes a move, we won't find out!"

A knife fell, but there was an uproar in the audience, Zhou Kong's martial artist's eyes shrank suddenly, and shock flashed in his eyes, who could believe it, who would have thought that the white-clothed martial artist was actually an afterimage.

Zhong Huaqing's heart jumped, and a subtle chill was born out of thin air, which made him creepy, and his eyes trembled instantly, and a touch of cold light shot out of the afterglow, reflecting his heart.

"Not good!"

Zhong Huaqing's body trembled, and subconsciously the spiritual power around his body exploded, and he raised his hand and slashed with a horizontal knife.

"It's late!"

The white-clothed figure seemed to appear out of thin air, and the cold voice in his mouth was like a bloody post, and the cold shrouded the sky, and at the same time, the cold light manifested in his hand and shot straight into Zhong Huaqing's chest.

Zhong Huaqing gritted his teeth, his face was ugly, but he shrank back and retreated, completely dodging the killing machine that was approaching him.

"Huh..."

The sound of breaking the air sounded, like a maggot on the tarsal bones, but the figure in white approached, but it no longer attacked, grabbed the black-clothed warrior, dodged and retreated, wanting to escape from this place.