As long as there is a steel cable, Ye Ke will naturally be able to pass. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, even if there was no iron cable, it would not be very difficult for Ye Ke to cross this hundred-zhang cliff and reach the opposite valley.

The sacrificial cliff of Mount Emei is as high as a hundred zhang, he is not dozens of trips up and down a day, the primeval forest under the cliff is inaccessible, the rocks and ravines are staggered, he is still jumping in it, going back and forth like the wind?

The Qinling Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the mountains are huge, but when it comes to danger, how can it be compared with Mount Emei?

So he was like a bird, stepping on a tightrope and sweeping over a cliff.

He smiled as he stood across the cliff.

All around was empty, and almost nothing could be seen, like a sea of clouds on a cliff.

This is completely difficult for him, because of this environment, he has ten years of experience, and he can come up with hundreds of ways to hide his body in an instant.

But as the number one master in the world, he has always been on a rampage, and he doesn't need to hide his body at all.

So he shook his shirt and walked forward.

At this moment, suddenly, a dragon groan of "choking" sounded.

Only when the sword is unsheathed will there be this clear dragon-like sound.

At this same moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the clouds and mist, and a cold light broke through the air and pierced Ye Ke.

"Ding"

There was a crisp sound, and the electric light disappeared in an instant.

And a long sword was lattice on the crescent moon of Ye Ke's halberd.

A man in black was holding a long sword, his sword had been locked by Ye Ke, his body was also fixed to the ground, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

But Ye Ke was also shocked by him.

Although he had seen this plot countless times, when a faceless person really appeared in front of Ye Ke, it still made his heart skip a beat.

It's not scared, it's shocked.

He has no facial outline at all, and his face has been flattened with a knife!

A sharp sword, a faceless swordsman.

Ye Ke already knew who this person was.

Of course, it's the "soul messenger" Shi He.

However, Ye Ke quickly regained his composure, no matter how terrifying his face is, if he looks at it for a long time, he will also give birth to immunity.

He smiled and said, "Is Ghost Hill so welcoming?" ”

Shi He drew his sword vigorously, but the sword did not move.

His eyes were even more horrified.

Of course he knew that this person must be Emei Su Shaoying, who was chasing and killing Lu Xiaofeng!

He was confident that he had a sharp swordsmanship that was invincible in the world, and he had heard that the person in front of him had once locked the supreme sword of Ximen Blowing Snow.

But he still confidently attacked Ye Ke, he was confident that his sword would definitely be faster than Simon blowing snow!

But he failed, and his sword was lattice on the crescent moon of Ye Ke's halberd. What made him even more shocked was that he couldn't pull it out!

A swordsman, with only one move, was locked by the opponent with a sharp sword, so what qualifications does this swordsman have to use a sword!

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are not welcome here. ”

Ye Ke sneered and said, "Do you have the power to be unwelcome?" ”

Shi He's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, cloudy and uncertain, but he couldn't speak.

After a pause, he said, "Do you think you are really the best in the world?" ”

Ye Ke said disapprerovingly: "It seems that you like the title of the world's number one very much." ”

Shi He snorted and did not speak.

Ye Ke smiled: "If you like it, you can take it!" ”

Shi He's eyes shot a trace of anger, and he suddenly let go, and suddenly retreated, and he would disappear into the thick fog.

Ye Ke sneered, and with a flick of his hand, the sharp sword that was lattice to the halberd suddenly flew up, and it flew away in the direction where the stone crane disappeared.

"Ahh There was a low snort, followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Ye Ke nodded, very satisfied with his kung fu of throwing objects with his hand. He withdrew the halberd from the cyst on his back and strode forward, quickly passing by Shi He's side.

Shi He's throat was stuck with a sharp sword, and his eyes were almost popping out, obviously he didn't believe until he died that his sharp sword would actually pierce his throat.

Perhaps what he didn't expect was that as soon as Ye Ke entered the Ghost Mountain Villa, he didn't care at all, and killed him with a shot!

Ye Ke took it for granted, since Shi He had the courage to attack him, he should have the courage to suffer the consequences!

"Murder pays for life!" This is an eternal truth that has been true for thousands of years!

He didn't know where he would go next, but he wasn't worried.

Lu Xiaofeng just arrived at the Ghost Mountain Villa today, so he will definitely be invited to the hall for dinner by the Mountain Villa.

Then there must be a lot of people who know how to get to the hall.

He took a few steps and arrows, swept through the grass, ravines and stones, and suddenly saw a person.

This is a little dwarf with a round face and a big head.

The appearance is so obvious, it must be the most black-hearted "big-headed ghost king" among the ghosts in the West Pole.

Ye Ke came to him with one step.

Sikong Dou was taken aback.

He jumped up suddenly, stretched his fingers, and grabbed Ye Ke like electricity.

Ye Ke suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, making him dare not be careless, at this time one hand had become snow-white, and the other hand had turned pitch black.

He had used all his twenty years of skill, and as long as he touched it with his fingertips, even a stone man would have ten more holes.

Ye Ke just waved his sleeves!

I only heard the sound of "grid", followed by another scream.

Sikong Dou's hands were drenched in blood, and his ten fingers had been broken by Ye Ke, while he himself was caught in Ye Ke's hands, his hands drooping and unable to move.

As soon as he made a move, he wasted twenty years of skill of the big-headed ghost king.

Ye Ke asked slowly, "Now that dusk has come, tell me where to eat dinner?" ”

Ruthless people are generally more afraid of death.

So Ye Ke quickly found the hall.

A meat contest is being held in the hall.

On both sides of the game, one is Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, and the other is a tall and mighty old man.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng was holding a spoon in his hand and was gobbling up the meat inside.

Ye Ke smiled coldly, suddenly flew past everyone, appeared behind Lu Xiaofeng, dodged the spoon with his hand, and then grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's neck and threw it on the stage.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't even have time to dodge, so he flew over the iron pot, the tall and mighty old man, and the high platform.

With a "bang", he fell to the other side of the platform, fell heavily to the ground, and remained motionless.

Everyone was stunned. The tall and mighty old man was also stunned.

No matter who it was, they never expected that suddenly a person would appear out of thin air, restrain Lu Xiaofeng as soon as he made a move, and threw him away.

It's simply incredible.

You know, the general is competing with him. At this moment, no one will make a move, including the hook, the cousin, and the housekeeper's mother-in-law.

Even if they make a move, it is impossible to capture Lu Xiaofeng with one move!

The old knife handle is naturally okay, but he absolutely respects the general.

He also respects Lu Xiaofeng.

So, who is this guy who appeared out of thin air and captured Lu Xiaofeng with one move?

Could it be that the person who chased and killed Lu Xiaofeng, he entered the Ghost Mountain Villa silently?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes changed! In addition to surprise, there is also appallation and fear.

Ye Ke took the spoon and pointed at the tall and mighty old man opposite with a look of hating iron but not steel, and reprimanded: "Do you know? The people of the west are eating grass, the people of the east are painting, only 3,000 powerful people can afford to drink tea, and you still have the face to eat meat! ”