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The scenery is also very monotonous.

If it is compared with the sects in the Central Plains, it really looks a little shabby.

Even......

If it weren't for someone telling them that this was the station of a small sect, others might not even take a look at it.

The frontier is bitter, and this is only not far from the gate of heaven.

Further afield, the environment is said to be even harsher.

However, often only poor mountains and bad waters can breed real ruthless people.

A group of cultivators rushed up the mountain, murderous.

Soon the house of the sect was revealed, and there was a thick wall halfway up the mountain, behind which several buildings could be seen, and a gate was oncoming to them.

At this moment, someone on the mountain already sensed their arrival.

This is not surprising, the cultivator's mind is close to the heaven and the earth, so many cultivators gather together, and they do not deliberately hide the fluctuations of the vitality, as long as the spiritual sense is a little more sensitive, some abilities will inevitably find abnormalities at this moment.

The door suddenly opened, and two men walked out of it.

The two are old and young, the old man has a slightly white hair, and the young one is actually not young anymore, he looks nearly thirty, and his age may be younger than his appearance.

The old man pushed the door and looked down, his face changed suddenly, and he immediately said something to the person next to him, only to see that the man turned around and immediately went back to the door, and the sweeping army did not stop him.

For at this time the people had come to the old man.

"This ...... Isn't it General Jiang Yan?" the old man forcibly calmed down, and when he saw Jiang Yan in the lead, his face suddenly changed again, and he asked.

Jiang Yan stopped slowly, looked at the other party coldly, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

"I was fortunate enough to see the general's true face. ”

Jiang Yan suddenly smiled when he heard this: "Since you know me, you should invite us to come in and sit down." “

The old man didn't move, stood in front of the gate and squinted at everyone, and then said, "The Zongmen Temple is small, I'm afraid the hospitality is not good, I don't know what the general is here for?"

A smile flowed from Jiang Yan's face, which was marked by the northwest wind and frost.

"Guess?"

“......”

Jiang Yan smiled and waved his hand, and a sturdy military cultivator beside him stepped out.

"Originally, General Shentu has always been merciful, and our Northwest Army doesn't bother to take care of some outside the pass, but outside the pass, it doesn't matter how you toss, whether it's killing or looting, but it's best not to stretch your hand into the pass, to the northwest border. What's more, some people are far from the strength to reach out, and you should know how to write the four words "not self-strength". ”

Jiang Yan sneered, then suddenly retracted his smile and said loudly: "Don't think that no one will see the small actions you make in secret!

After speaking, he shouted: "Do it! No one will be left!!"

As soon as the sound came out, the cultivator in the army who had already jumped out suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist and pounced on the old man.

At the same time, the old man also changed his original appearance, but showed the long sword that had been prepared for a long time, and waved his hand to make a fierce sword move!

With one move, the wind swept away, the dust flew all over the mountain, and the bare mountain suddenly flew sand and rocks.

And the cultivators in the army also burst out with powerful vitality fluctuations, but what was surprising was that at the last moment under the collision of this blow, the old man's sword moves suddenly doubled, so the cultivators in the army were caught off guard for a while, and they were actually broken through the sword net by the opponent's sword, and the leather armor on his chest was shattered in an instant, and blood was dripping.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows sharply, a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect the opponent to hide his strength, but in the face of this scene, he just glanced indifferently, then turned his head and walked towards the gate, and at the same time, a cultivator in the army jumped out beside him, and the two surrounded the old man in the middle.

"Let's go!"

Guan Xi let out a low shout, and the rest of the cultivators rushed to the gate with Jiang Yan, who was in the lead, Yuan Lai followed closely, and saw that when Jiang Yan came to the gate first, he actually raised his palm and slapped it towards the gate!

The moment his palm was raised, Yuan Lai saw that the edge of his palm was like a ripple, if he had to describe it, it was like the distorted air that had been burned on the summer fire.

His divine consciousness was not released, but with the cultivator's spiritual perception of heaven and earth, he sensed that when he raised his hand, the space around him was pulled and changed slightly. A cultivator of the Pseudo Three Realms can briefly distort the rules of heaven and earth around him, Yuan Lai can do it, but that distortion is uncontrollable and spread throughout his entire body, but Jiang Yan's move is very different.

This kind of distortion only exists on the edge of Jiang Yan's palm, but the scope of influence is not limited to the body, just this simple action, you can see the strength of his three realms cultivation.

When the palm of his hand lightly slapped on the door, Yuan Lai suddenly felt a slight shock of the ground under his feet, and then in front of his eyes, the gate began to turn into dust, and cracks appeared on the thick wall connected to the gate, and the cracks expanded, and then collapsed!

With just one palm, Jiang Yan blasted a gap in the entire front door and wall!

He didn't stop for a moment, and he stepped in from the center of the broken wall, and the rest of the cultivators also rushed in!

After that, Yuan Lai only felt a majestic divine consciousness suddenly disperse in all directions, and it actually enveloped the entire house, and then he saw a middle-aged cultivator wearing a Taoist robe in the team suddenly threw out a small sword, the small sword was extremely fast, like lightning, and he disappeared into a room in an instant, and then he heard a miserable snort in the room!

The door of the room was shattered by some force, and behind the door was a fierce-looking man, holding a short blade in his hand, as if hiding behind the door, but at this time he did not move, there was a fist-sized bloody hole in his chest, and everyone saw his colorless eyes staring vacantly, his body fell forward, and a long blade pierced out of the flesh from his back!

At this moment, a person suddenly jumped out from another direction, and as soon as he jumped out, he waved his hand and shot three short spears!

The short spear was originally a mortal thing, but when it was thrown, it carried a majestic and vast vitality power, and the three short spears all carried pure white air currents, and instantly pierced into the crowd, one of them pierced the lower abdomen of a second-realm cultivator, and even took the person off the ground to float in the air for a short time and then fell down fiercely!

Another short spear stabbed at Jiang Yan, but he saw Jiang Yan's eyebrows crossed, and he suddenly stretched out his palm, and suddenly there seemed to be a strange fluctuation around his body in a trance, and the tip of the short spear appeared ripples, as if piercing into some kind of field, the speed was several times slower in an instant, but Jiang Yan's hand was not affected in any way, and easily held the short spear.

And the third branch went straight to Liu Zhaonan!