In this Biluo border pass for decades, Nanshan Twilight saw Wenren Cangyue climb up in the sea of corpse mountains and blood step by step, and he knew very well how much power Wenren Cangyue and the ghost army division had gathered over the years in addition to his own cultivation.

Wenren Cangyue is a real hero.

The Ghost Commander is also a real hero.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of twenty years, it took only twenty years to build a Heavenly Wolf Guard that was strong enough to rival the Dragon Snake Black Flag Army, which was simply beyond the reach of the previous Zhenxi General.

Nanshan Twilight is not the kind of civil official who will only sing to the wine when the catastrophe comes, if he has the opportunity to fight, of course he will fight with Wenren Cangyue, but it is precisely because he knows too much Wenren Cangyue's extremely ruthless methods of doing things and the strength of him and those cultivators under him, knowing that no matter how hard he fights, he decided to do a few things that he wanted to do in his life but had not yet done, and then died peacefully.

Who dares to challenge the majesty of General Wen Daren within the range of more than 2,000 miles of the Biluo Border Army?

In the pavilion in the distance, there is a faint sound of pipa, I don't know who is starting to play a song of the general's line, the low sound of the piano is like the flow of years There are soldiers and horses passing through.

The sound of a blade running through the blood rang out clearly.

The ghost military master narrowed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, covering most of his face with scattered emanation, unable to see his expression in the darkening sky.

He no longer questioned Nanshan Twilight, because he could see that Nanshan Twilight's stunned appearance at the moment was real, that is, this change probably had nothing to do with Nanshan Twilight.

......

In the distance, smoke curls from the cooking, and the faint sound of the pipa enters an ordinary bungalow in the deep alley.

Cheng Xiangyi stood in the mud of this ordinary bungalow.

This cultivator in the army was wearing a star-white robe, his hair was coiled up, and he combed it into a very popular "Wangxian" style among Zhongzhou cultivators.

The scabbard of the four-foot short sword in his left hand was gold and white jade, and the hilt was delicate ivory, which looked gorgeous and delicate, completely like a work of art, not like a tool for killing.

However, in the hands of this elegant swordsman, under the "Inch Mang" sword made of the unique "Tianmang Essence Gold" at the tip of this sword, I don't know how many opponents have fallen.

He was born in Tianhe Academy, which was outside the three major academies of Yunqin and Qin, and he had been in the army for thirteen years, which was the time to sharpen a sword to the sharpest.

Although he could already smell the thick smell of blood, and felt that an enemy seemed to be walking through the deep alley like a giant python, he still stood motionless in the dark bungalow.

Because his mission was only to guard the place, he knew very well that the reason why General Wen was powerful was because he had many cultivators like him under his command... Moreover, the iron order is like a mountain, and any cultivator will unconditionally follow his orders, and will not leave his post without permission.

Yun Qin Chongwu, the military doesn't know how many strong people, how many behind-the-scenes guest groups, most of them have studied why Wenren Cangyue is so strong, and the conclusions they come to are usually the same, they are all very simple....Any dangerous task, people who hear Wenren Cangyue, life, can get glory and rewards, death, can also go to peace of mind, all future affairs, relatives and friends, all can be arranged worry-free.

Although this is a simple method, few people can learn it, and that is because there are few people who can make good use of people like Wenren Cangyue, and can attract so many powerful cultivators to follow, and no one can get so many military exploits and glory like Wenren Cangyue and Ghost Military Division, so that their subordinates can share it.

......

"Smack!"

The mud wall behind Cheng Xiangyi suddenly cracked like a piece of paper.

The sturdy mud bungalow groaned like an old woman, and without the support of a wall, it seemed to be about to collapse, burying the swordsman in the star-white robe.

But the look on his face was as calm as water, unaffected by the crumbling mud and the thick ash pouring from the roof at this moment, and not even the frequency of his breathing was scattered.

His whole person turned around at an unimaginable speed, and the thumb of his left hand instantly gathered all the power of the soul power of his left arm, and slashed upwards and slammed it on the sword calyx, making the sword body of the cold light flickering instantly fly out of the scabbard at an astonishing speed, and his right hand also landed on the hilt of the sword with the momentum of flowing water, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his right hand, making the speed of the beautiful short sword that was only four feet long increase sharply again, and between his turns, there was a violent sound of breaking the air, turning into a snowy heavenly river, and the sword qi brought up instantly blew away the ashes behind him。

This is extremely difficult for Tianhe Academy to master, and it is clumsy to almost a point, but it is also the most powerful Tianhe Fierce Slash.

In Cheng Xiangyi's thirteen years of tempering, this blow has been perfect.

It wasn't until this blow came out that he himself could see that what broke through the wall was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in Tsing Yi with empty hands, wearing a pair of incongruous purple embroidered shoes.

His heart was stunned, his gaze was staggered, but the sword in his hand did not stop at all, like a ray of light shooting towards this girl in Tsing Yi who didn't know what her identity was.

The girl's temples were a little wet and sweaty, and in the face of this merciless sword, she just stretched out her hand towards the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword was condensed between her hands, less than an inch from the palm of her white palm, but it was pressed against the thin air compressed to the extreme, and it couldn't be pierced.

The star-white robe behind Cheng Xiangyi instantly cracked and turned into pieces of flying silk.

The muscles all over his body bulged and squirmed, so his clothes were instantly swelled, but the tip of his sword was still frozen in the air, unable to move an inch.

This is an unspeakable war between practitioners.

In an instant, Cheng Xiangyi, who was the most awe-inspiring and ruthless of the border army, suddenly had a helpless and miserable look on his face.

He was still alive at this moment, but he knew very well in his mind that he was going to die.

The opponent just used the burst of soul power to block his blow with the soul soldier "Inch Mang" that could break through heavy armor, and he was afraid that his cultivation would at least reach the top level of the Great Power Division, and he might even step on the level of the Great Power Division, which was still far away for him.

Such an opponent is simply impossible to give him any chance to change his moves, and the strength he has cannot be withstanding.

"What about the Arrow Camp and the Star Picking Camp?"

At this last moment when he knew that death was coming, the swordsman who walked out of Tianhe was just deeply puzzled, he didn't know what the identity of the other party was, how many enemies came, and he didn't know how the cultivators who were scattered in the nearby high pavilion with arrows, those cultivators who specialized in throwing spears in the army, didn't even shoot a single arrow, not even a spear, so that he didn't have the slightest chance to survive.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the sword body of the inch mang sword was broken.

The girl in Tsing Yi and Cheng Xiangyi staggered by, but in a flash, Cheng Xiangyi's chest sank, and the whole person flew out backwards, knocking down a mud wall.

The mud-walled bungalow collapsed, burying the sword that had been broken in two.

.......

The sound of the lute continued in the distance.

"Ahh

In the deep alley, several exclamations and screams rang out.

The Ghost Commander's brow began to furrow slightly.

Since it was him and General Wen Renda who were doing business today, no matter how many people died in this deep alley, it was just a peaceful chaos in the military headquarters, and no one would take care of it at all, but this was obviously the shocking exclamation and screams of some civilians, which meant that some of the people he placed in the periphery had also died, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for anyone to enter this deep alley.

And all the while, he didn't hear many arrows and spears breaking through the air.

Could it be that some big man sitting behind a curtain intervened in this?

If so, then this time it was so much fun.

A grim smile appeared on the face of the ghost military division, and at this moment, with a creak, the black lacquer door that had been closed by the two heavenly wolf guards was pushed open.

An embroidered shoe crossed the high threshold and entered the courtyard.

There are some blood stains on the embroidered shoes that don't seem to fit well, and the one wearing these embroidered shoes is a young girl who doesn't look very clean, but her face is white, and she has always had a serious expression.

The Ghost Army Master was stunned, and the two Heavenly Wolf Guards, who were extremely fierce and vicious, were also stunned.

"Is that you?" only Nanshan Twilight cried out in disbelief.

He never imagined that the one who pushed open the gate and walked into this courtyard turned out to be the interesting girl cultivator he met when he was fishing in the Lost Forest!

"It's me. Nangong Weiyang wiped the beads of sweat from his temples, nodded seriously, and said to Nanshan Dusk: "Let's go." ”

Nanshan Twilight was completely stunned.

He only thought that Nangong Weiyang was an ordinary cultivation girl who was ignorant of the world, but at this moment, recalling what this girl said, "He won't die", he was as if he had really been struck by thunder, and he was completely blinded.

The ghost military division's eyes narrowed into two slits, quietly looking at this immature girl who was unlikely to step into here, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Nangong Weiyang frowned slightly, and his gaze fell on the ghost military master for the first time: "You want to kill him, then I will kill you." ”

Just as she frowned, the Ghost Military Master suddenly looked up at the sky.

A faint silver sword shadow with an extremely cold aura fell from the sky towards the back of his head.

"Edgeworth... Holy Master Cultivation!"

Looking at this sword shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye, the ghost military division, who had been very quiet, finally changed slightly, and Nanshan Dusk's eyes were instantly filled with indescribable light.

Even if the other party's face is tender, obviously the bones are still tender, the real age will definitely not exceed ten ** years old, this age will reach the cultivation of the holy master, this is unimaginable, and it is simply impossible, on the border line of more than 2,000 miles, only a few people, including Wenren Cangyue, have reached the realm of the holy master, but the other party is not only the realm of the holy master, but also has been able to communicate with the flying sword, the imperial envoy flying sword!

The majestic aura on her body that connects with heaven and earth and flying swords, and the piercing edge that emanates from the sky and the earth in an instant, there can be no fake at all, she is a real sword master!