Xihua Mountain is located in the middle of the Heavenly Sword Continent in the west, although the mountain is not tall and majestic, but it is beautiful, compared with Yuncheng Mountain, it is less cold and extreme, but more peaceful and dazzling. At this time, the disciples of Xihua Taizong were busy preparing for the Sword Contest in mid-April, and each of them had a smile of excitement and joy on their faces, just like the quiet Xihua Mountain, standing there with great confidence although they were not tall. They are smiling, and the grass and trees on Xihua Mountain seem to be smiling in the wind, as if all the pain and sorrow in the world have long been away from them. Just really not?

At this time, the town of Huangsha, which is two hundred miles northwest of Xihua Taizong, is full of smoke, and the cry is shaking the sky. A gang of horse thieves from the desert attacked this small town on the western border of China in the middle of the night. In the middle of the night, they slaughtered all the young men in the town, kidnapped all the young women, and robbed them of their gold, silver, grain, cattle and sheep. All that was left was less than a hundred of the weak, old and young, and the ruins that had been burned by them.

In the billowing smoke, lonely children crawled on the corpses of their relatives and cried loudly, and the old people who had gone through the vicissitudes of life dragged their children's corpses into the dug pit and buried them silently. A new leaf hanging from the elm trees in the town gently curled up in the fire and smoke, as if unwilling to see this tragic scene, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man in the long years, they had already witnessed it many times. At this time, they can only roll up and silently bear the suffering of this cycle of generations together with the people who have lived in the town for generations!

On a trail in the northeast of Huangsha Town, which had been dilapidated for many years, a group of ten people trotted lightly on this dusty path. They were the nine disciples of the Yuncheng Sword Sect who participated in the Xihua Sword Discussion this time, plus Yun Chang, who Yunchen deliberately called.

It stands to reason that after they got out of Yuncheng Mountain, they went straight down the road to the southwest, and they could reach Xihua Mountain in less than seven days, but after the discussion of several leaders of the division, it was unanimously decided to let them go down the mountain in advance to travel and add some experience to the world in the future. What is experience? It is to let them hoe the strong and help the weak all the way, cut and kill three or two small thieves, let the sword see blood, and at the same time leave a good reputation for the Yuncheng Sect in the world. In this way, at the suggestion of Shangguan Yunming, they diverted to the northwest and went south along the edge of the desert.

The wind and sand at the edge of the desert are still fierce, which makes them suffer enough. Under the invasion of the wind and sand covering the sky, their original bright clothes have turned gray, and the wind and sand have turned their faces black with the sweat from the scorching sun.

They occasionally make fun of each other to add a touch of fun to the boring journey. The three women in the team covered their faces with light veils, but they couldn't cover their tiredness, they had to clean up their clothes every other way, and they did not lose their demeanor in the scorching and windy sand, and they showed a mysterious beauty in the light veil, which caused a group of male disciples to frequently turn around and peep, in exchange for Yun Rong's white eyes, they only cursed her "stone girl" in their hearts

Yun Rong also cursed in his heart, but he didn't curse the few "perverts" who peeped at them, for any beautiful woman, it is always a pleasant thing to be appreciated in such a bad situation. She cursed Yunchen, who was riding a horse and walking at the end, "This madman who has suffered a thousand knives can cultivate on a horse, if it weren't for the fear of affecting him, we would have walked through this damn wind and sand land together by speeding up together!"

Secretly distressed, Yun Rong looked back at Yun Xue Yunjing beside her, these two junior sisters with very opposite surnames have not said a word since they walked to the edge of this desert, even Yun Jing, who has always been active, has become listless under the infestation of the scorching wind and sand, she came with her to enjoy the mountains and waters, eat, drink and have fun, but she didn't expect Shangguan Yunming to bring them here, and she drank the wind and ate the sand against the fierce wind, how happy she was.

Yun Xue's handsome and beautiful face, who was still dressed in white, was as cold as ice, and the hot weather could not make her eyes like autumn water blazing, and it still made people feel cold. Seeing the trace of concern that Senior Sister Yun Rong looked over, Yun Xue's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she glanced at the depths of the desert with a nostalgic and sad look, and walked forward by herself.

Yun Chang has been following Yun Chen's side to pull at the end, although he is not in the nine places for qualifying this time, but before going down the mountain, Yun Chen still pulled him here, the reason is that he is very lazy, and he is good to call when he goes out to take someone by his side.

In fact, Yun Chang knows very well in his heart that this is Senior Brother Yunchen is promoting him, as the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, walk more, see more, see more, and see more, it is very beneficial to the improvement of cultivation, and Yunchen went to Fang City, and brought back so many benefits, Yunchen This is to give him the opportunity to make some benefits.

"Huh", Shangguan Yunming, who was walking in front, suddenly reined in his horse, pointed to the black smoke that appeared in the sky in front of him and said, "I'm afraid something is going on ahead," he then glanced at his fellow disciples who looked excited around him, and then glanced at Yunchen who fell at the end, "Everyone hurry up and rush over" After speaking, he galloped away first. Everyone followed one by one, only Yunchen was still riding slowly on the horse, as if everything in the world could no longer affect his aspiring heart. Yun Chang beside him looked at Yun Chen, who had his eyes closed, shook his head helplessly, and chased after everyone in front of him.

Yunchen still let his horse walk slowly and aimlessly, and did not follow the direction of Shangguan Yunming and them. As he reached an elm forest, he was awakened by the sound of a woman's low sobs, and although it was faint, Yunchen could still hear it clearly. He then clamped his legs between the horse's belly, reached out and slapped the horse's buttocks, and the suddenly frightened horse galloped forward, almost throwing Yunchen down. Yunchen clinged to the horse's back, and secretly wondered in his heart, is this the so-called sycophancy? The ancients did not deceive me! This horse was so happy and happy to be patted on the horse's back, let alone people!

In the blink of an eye, he jumped over the woods, but what appeared in front of Yunchen was a group of horse thieves of more than 30 people, who were finally beaten in the desert, all of them had a rough and vicissitudes of life and gloomy and ruthless eyes full of wolf surnames. They were resting at the edge of the woods, and behind them were seven or eight young women, bound hand and foot, snuggled together and sobbing.

Yunchen's sudden appearance, the startled horse thief on the ground immediately stood up, and the knives, guns and weapons on his body were secretly on guard, and after waiting for a while, he was still alone, alone, standing motionless on the edge of the woods. Seeing this, the horse thieves thought that Yunchen was stupid, and couldn't help laughing. Several captured women's eyes quickly lit up when they saw Yunchen suddenly appearing, but then they saw that no one came out with him, and the little hope in their eyes quickly dimmed. Their hearts, after being captured, had long been numb, numb to the belief that the emaciated man in front of them was no different from the lamb waiting to be sold.

Yunchen dismounted, looked at the approaching horse thief and muttered to himself, "Shangguan Yunming, I'm afraid I'm going to be happy if they bump into each other, but I just let myself who doesn't want to do this kind of thing run into me, and killing people is a waste of time!"

Horse thieves, is a specialty of the desert, has always been rampant in the desert to rob business travelers for a living, most of them are only shallow internal qi, will have some superficial kung fu, there are also some deep desert Black Sand City Demon Sect disciples mixed in, do some burning, killing, looting, ** women's deeds.

"Ahem, little brother on the other side, leave your horse for Lao Tzu to get out, uncle, we are not interested in men!" A leading horse thief took a sip of water bladder, and shouted at Yunchen with Mercury in his mouth, causing all the horse thieves behind him to laugh.

Didn't they see that Yunchen's hand had already touched the sword at his waist?

"Bang!" Yunchen had already drawn his sword, and when he stood up from his horse and stood beside the leading horse thief, the horse thief glared into the back garden and fell with the blood splattered from his side neck.

"It's a monk!" The horse thief, who was laughing unscrupulously just now, immediately turned into an exclamation of shock, because at this moment they didn't see how Yun Chen took out the sword at all, and when his companion fell backwards, they only saw Yun Chen gently flick away the blood stain on the long sword. In their eyes, the thin teenager in front of them seemed to be pursuing art.

The name of a monk was not enough to scare them off, and many ants bit the elephant to death, thirty to one, and it would cost him to die, and a certain horse thief shouted, "Everyone on their shoulders."

The men born in the desert have never flinched from the battle, and they have sprinkled their blood on this boundless desert, which is their best belonging. With this shout, more than 30 horse thieves pulled out their knives and guns in their hands, and rushed towards Yunchen in a swarm.

In his eyes, these horse thieves are a group of ants, but ants also have value that ants can use.

He rushed in front of the horse thieves, and the whole person floated up in the air towards the rear, and the Bai Ze sword in his waist was unsheathed for the second time, and in the sound of the sword of "Bin", the sky was dark.

The sky is still the sky of the scorching sun, and the earth is still the white sand and elm forest, a land where white and green meet, but at this moment, the long sword burst out from his hand more than thirty blazing white sword qi, taking away the brilliance of the heavens and the earth and the night, like stars falling to the ground, accurately falling on the throat or chest of every horse thief, splashing blood flowers, enchanting and magnificent in the scorching wind and sand.

This is not a qi splitting technique, but a sword skill that is overwhelming.

Yunchen has never had the opportunity to practice sword skills in Allure, first, the sword skills are too profound and the consumption of Yuan Li is too great, and second, there is no suitable sparring partner in a hurry, and today, when he saw this group of horse thieves, Yunchen really couldn't think of a reason not to use them to practice swords.

This sword, directly killed more than half of the horse thieves, the rest of the horse thieves were also all injured, when the opponent's strength was higher than they imagined, they still remembered the blood surname of the desert man, and supported each other to flee towards the depths of the desert.

The women who had lost hope, after Yunchen cleanly killed the first horse thief, their hearts that had already accepted their fate lit up with a trace of hope, but when he defeated more than 30 horse thieves with one sword, their faces that had just been so grateful turned into horror, everything in front of them was the Shura Hell that they could not imagine in their lives, the corpses all over the ground were placed there in a messy and tangible shape that they could not imagine, and the faces of the horse thieves who were not blind still maintained the ruthlessness of the last moment of their lives, only the slightly constricted pupils showed the fear and despair of the moment before death。

The heavy smell of blood that accompanied the wind and sand that hit them together made them almost want to vomit and faint, but what kind of person was the young man who was covered in the wind and sand and punished more than ten people without the slightest trace of blood, standing among the corpses! In an instant, the women finally couldn't bear the churning stomach in their hearts, and fell to the ground one by one and vomited.

Yunchen still maintained the posture when he landed, and he was still thinking about that sword technique in his mind, if there was any difference between the upper part of Allure and the Qi Splitting Technique, it was that the sword qi that Allure cast in Allure always had only one direction, that is, directly in front of him, and the Qi Splitting Technique could be used from different angles and directions in all directions at will.

However, the sword technique consumes more yuan power, and it requires stronger control over the sword qi that is cast, if it weren't for this, it would be impossible to get out of the line just now. In the final analysis, the sword technique Allure is a bit of a chicken killing knife for the current Yunchen, which is not at all something that he can perform as a monk who has just stepped into the realm of a sword master, but Yun Chen was stunned to use it with his super control of Yuan Li, but the effect made him not very satisfied, if it was only the current power, it would not be as neat as he used two four-layer qi separation techniques.

Sword skills are not something you comprehend and succeed when you show them, this needs to be repeatedly verified in the battle, combined with your own characteristics, really become handy, and achieve an expectation in your heart in order to be considered successful.

Yunchen knew that on the way to Allure, he had just taken a small step, not to mention anything else, it was the more than thirty sword qi that shot out, which consumed two drops of his Yuan Force, which was almost the limit of what his meridians could withstand the impact of Yuan Force.

Yunchen forgot where he was at this time and what kind of condition his body was in, just like he was on the stone mill of the Red Stone Flat of Xuyue Peak, he sank into his mind and did not move for a long time.