Bian Qing's judgment was very accurate, and during their conversation, there was already a brigade of bloody slaughter troops, divided into several routes, and rushed here to kill. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAfter all, Yuanwu Junjing is a rare human resource for the bloody army, and more than ten people have been killed by Bian Qing and the three of them, and this feud is not small.

"I am in Nirvana City, there is a general's mansion, and there is only one Yuan Beast in the mansion now, usually there should be the eldest lady of the Luo family, Luo Hongmian is taking care of me. These Yuan Stones are handed over to you, one is for you to use for cultivation, and the other is for the daily care of the General's Mansion. I will hand over to you the national decree of the General's Mansion, and with this will, it is only right to take care of my General's Mansion. In the storage bag, there are also my two gramophone stones, when you get to the general's mansion, you can show them to that stupid bear, if you meet Sister Luo, give her the gramophone stone, she should understand what I mean!"

Bian Qing continued to arrange and handed the storage bag to Wu Heng.

After speaking, Bian Qing claimed to go to the assembly place, find a few fellow disciples, and go to find the location of the Blood Ridge. Let the two of them also hurry away and go to Nirvana City to wait for him, this mission is completed, he will definitely go to the General's Mansion and meet the two there.

Of course, Wu Heng and Dong Fang did not dare to disobey Bian Qing's order, the two looked at the giant trees and bones all over the ground, although they were a little reluctant, they still flew up the cliff and galloped towards Nirvana City.

Halfway through, Wu Heng secretly sensed the storage bag that Bian Qing gave him, his heart trembled, and he almost fell from the air in surprise.

The storage bag in his hand was neatly filled with 100,000 high-grade yuan stones, such a huge number of yuan stones, Wu Heng and Dong Fang probably didn't even think about it in their lives, but now they are really in their hands.

Bian Qing trusted the two so much, and the two became more and more respectful of Bian Qing, and the two knew in their hearts that if they didn't take care of the general's mansion, they would really live up to the general's trust.

After Bian Qing and the others Wu Heng and Dong Fang went away, they flew up from the rocky beach, hiding their bodies and walking towards the location of their mounts.

The wind-chasing purple-blooded beast had already run out of the valley and waited quietly at the mouth of the valley, until Bian Qing flew and landed on its back, the big guy was aware of it, and just wanted to run away, but he heard Bian Qing's voice, so he quieted down leisurely, and according to Bian Qing's instructions, he galloped away in the direction of the severed finger peak agreed by the seven people.

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Broken Finger Ridge, located in the middle of the robber wilderness, is a stone mound standing in the Gobi Wasteland, on the hill, there were originally three hundred-zhang boulders shaped like fingers.

I don't know in what year and month, these three finger-like boulders are broken in the center, the boulder fracture is like being cut by a sword, no one knows which strong person did it, the boulder is tens of millions of catties huge, even if it is a strong person in the realm of Yuanwu Emperor, it is difficult to do it.

There are not many Yuanwu Saints and Yuanwu Zun realms in the Tianyuan Continent, and they don't have the leisure to show their strength in such a remote place.

Although the Broken Finger Ridge has been formed for thousands of years, the coercion of the strong here still remains, and after a thousand years, the residual coercive power has gradually blurred, but it has also made this place for many years without grass and life, and it has not been restored.

Hundreds of years ago, it was once a holy place for countless warriors to worship, and in the past hundred years, with the disappearance of the strong breath at the Severed Finger Ridge, it has become increasingly desolate, especially with the rise of the bandit army, it has gradually become an inaccessible Jedi.

Bian Qing didn't dare to release the phoenix whistle arrow in his arms, and killed more than ten Yuanwu Jun Realm of the bandit legion, if it attracted the robber legion's general-level bandit leader to retaliate, the seven people of the Fengming Academy were probably put in danger.

Bian Qing's plan is very simple, find a hidden place in Broken Finger Ridge, and wait for everyone to arrive, anyway, he has learned from Wuhengkou that there is no lair of the Red Tassel team in this area at all, and Hong Tong and the others must have found nothing, and finally chose to come here to meet.

The Broken Finger Ridge is nearly a hundred miles away from the valley of the Nine Bends and Eighteen Bends, and the footsteps of the Purple Blood Beast chasing the wind are also in the blink of an eye.

Coming to the foot of the Broken Finger Ridge, Bian Qing's heart was full of yearning, who broke the three mountain-like boulders in front of him, and this thousand-year-old mystery case became more and more confusing as the coercion of the strong disappeared, and I don't know who could reveal the answer.

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At the same time that Bian Qing came to the foot of the Severed Finger Ridge, the large group of bloody killing troops finally rushed into the river valley, and under the leadership of the two Yuanwu Junjing who had escaped, they came to the rocky beach.

A figure wrapped in black mist slowly walked out of the crowd, standing in front of the corpse that fell in blood, the black shadow let out a terrible howl: "This is Bian Qing, the mountain boy who was born in the Moon God Army and was sent to Fengming Academy, he is not dead, he is still alive-"

The black shadow was wearing a pitch-black cloak, his head hiding in the shadows, and he shot out a blood-red look, if Bian Qing saw this person, he would definitely be able to recognize him, this person was actually ambushed in the black pine forest that day, and almost robbed the corpse of the bloody general of the Luo family's caravan.

The corpse has no name and no surname, since he wandered in the bandit wilderness, he has been called by this name, in the blood killing army, only the blood killing marshal knows his true face, and no one else knows where he comes from, let alone why he hates the six major families in Nirvana City so much.

On the day the corpse robbed and killed the Luo family's caravan, its cultivation was already at the peak of the Yuanwu Monarch Realm, but now it was the Void Martial King Realm. His plan to devour the bloodline of the Luo family was born by Bian Qing's crossing, and it completely came to naught, but it also made him lose the last chance to advance to the Yuanwu King Realm, and in desperation, he chose to become the Void Martial King Realm, the Void Martial King Realm, which was the end of his martial arts.

Because of this, the corpse hated Bian Qing very much, even more than the six major families, especially the Luo family. The Yuanwu King Realm has advanced to the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, and the warrior has one more chance to exchange blood and cut the marrow, and the previously mutilated body can also be resurrected, which is the dream goal of the remnants. But because of Bian Qing, this goal was completely shattered, and this kind of bitter hatred, where could this bloody general calm down.

"Pass the order, find me! Even if I sacrifice my entire brigade, I must also find Bian Qing, since he has come to our bandit wilderness, I can't let him go back alive!"

The corpse gave the order, and his brigade was reduced to pieces, and all the horses, regardless of their strength, hurriedly buried the dozen or so companions, and immediately scattered in all directions, searching this wild place.

The corpse didn't leave, he stood on this rocky beach, quietly sensing Bian Qing's breath, but except for the feather arrows that shot into his subordinates' bodies, there was still Bian Qing's breath, and there was no trace left in this valley at all. It's like Bian Qing appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air.

"The art of concealment! It must be the art of concealment. It seems that if you want to find this cunning little bastard, you will have to beg that money-grub!"

The corpse sneered grimly, turned into a cloud of black mist, and flew away in the direction it came.

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Bian Qing had a premonition that the Blood Killing Army would take revenge, but he would never have thought that the leader of the thieves was a corpse that hated him to the bone.

At this moment, Bian Qing had already settled the mount and swallowed a few herbs for the big guy to strengthen his bones, so that he was also very obedient and quiet, willing to stay still.

After settling his mount, Bian Qingcai finally pulled out and explored all over this Severed Finger Ridge. finally had the opportunity to witness the martial arts power of the strong man, and Bian Qing certainly didn't want to miss it.

Broken Finger Ridge is located in the wasteland, made of layers of maroon rocks, the hill is about 100 zhang high, the highest terrain is still gentle, the three finger-shaped boulders, standing on the platform of the highest place, although the boulder is connected with this hill, it is a cyan basalt, the texture is far harder than the rock of the hill several times.

The three boulders are broken in the center, and the fracture is flat and smooth, and this fracture is even smoother than a mirror thousands of years ago, but because of the power of the strong, even the strong of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm can't get close.

In the past hundred years, after the observation and perception of countless warriors here, this powerful coercive power has gradually disappeared, only the smooth fracture center, and a faint coercion exists, but it is already very small, and even the Yuanwu Monarch Realm cannot be suppressed.

Flying up and jumping onto this smooth section, Bian Qing was more and more amazed, what a powerful existence this strong man is! Each section is nearly a thousand zhang in circumference, and three boulders were cut off at the same time, so neatly and so simply, it is simply a miraculous workmanship, and the power of heaven and earth.

Walking slowly along the outer edge of the fracture towards the center, Bian Qing could strongly feel a sword intent condensing under his feet, this feeling was almost born from his heart, and there was no warning at all.

"It's sword intent, it's definitely sword intent!"

Although the coercion under his feet was extremely weak, Bian Qing could clearly feel a vigorous sword intent, which had gradually dissipated under the erosion of the years, but from the moment Bian Qing stepped on the section, he had a unique resonance with Bian Qing.

The faint coercion scattered everywhere was condensed by this resonance, constantly rotating and compressing, and came straight to Bian Qing.

Bian Qing could clearly feel that in the center of this section, there was a faint sword shadow, and in this sword shadow, there was an extremely familiar breath, which made his heart boil.

"This is the longbow sword technique! It is a wisp of sword intent coercion left by the longbow sword technique!"

Bian Qing suddenly realized, and finally understood why he was so familiar, and even more faintly understood why this faint sword intent would resonate because of his stop. Because he is the heir of the longbow and swordsmanship. (To be continued.) )