Chapter One Hundred and Two: A Thousand Heaps of Snow

Qingmei received a reply from the sect and had a general understanding of this matter.

The sect asked her to give corresponding help to the disciples who came to carry out the mission.

But she was not told who was coming.

Soon after, she found the Iron Mountain Sect and did not enter directly.

The silence here made her wary, similar to the feeling of Lingyun Pavilion in Beishan City.

She stood in the distance and stared at the two hills and the rippling lake below.

For half an hour, not half a figure appeared.

"The Iron Mountain Faction mutinied? or was it destroyed?"

The speed of the raid on the Iron Mountain Sect by the three members of the Mixed Knife Sect was very fast, and there was no great damage to the environment, and some traces of battle were handled by them and camouflaged very well.

At least the green plum is hidden in the distance and can't be seen.

Whether it's a mutiny or an annihilation, she won't be surprised.

It is not uncommon for Broken Sea disciples to carry out conscription tasks all year round to maintain the rule of the sect.

All she had to do was slash all the threats under her sword.

At this time, she was a disciple of the Silver Mist Peak of the Inner Sect of the Broken Sea Sect, not the Red Moon Holy Maiden.

In her bones, she always likes to walk in the sun, not in the red moon.

This is also the reason why she likes to be close to Li Chunshui.

She felt that Li Chunshui had a sunny, clean and simple temperament.

That feeling made her yearn for fascination, and she couldn't ask for it.

Her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, the saber appeared in her hand, and the evil in her eyes gradually rose.

She began to quietly approach the main peak, intending to go up and take a look.

Halfway up the mountain, she sensed the aura of a cultivator in the main hall at the peak.

There is congenital consummation, which means that she is also discovered by the other party.

It is impossible for the Iron Mountain Sect to have innate perfection, so she no longer hides, and directly retreats.

A flash of sword light suddenly slashed down from the top of the peak.

The power of the disturbed heaven and earth blows the hair and clothes of the green plum.

"Knives?"

Since it is a sword technique, it must be one of the Broken Sea Sects, who dares to be so bold?

She slashed out with the same sword.

The sharp blue light burst out, meeting the chaotic colored sword light that flew quickly.

In an instant, the blue light was broken, and the remaining chaotic sword light was powerless, and it was easily broken by the green plum.

Her true element is of higher quality, but not as strong as the other party.

Three rays of light flew towards her from the peak, two congenital late, and one congenital consummation.

Her expression froze, and she retreated.

The chaotic-colored sword light continued to slash behind her with a continuous sound of breaking through the air.

She was locked by the stronger divine sense of the congenitally perfect old man surnamed Mo, and she could only swing a knife to fight back.

She was still some way from congenital perfection, and the attacks of the other two were nothing to mention to her, but the sword technique of the old man surnamed Mo made her feel like a quagmire.

Sticking and winding, this is the only advantage of the mixed knife method.

The older he gets, the more he can't go up, so the old man surnamed Mo has an extremely thorough understanding of the sword technique, which makes up for the gap between him and the disciples of the great sect to a certain extent.

Qingmei's sword light is like a hundred refining blades, and the sword light of the three of them is like glue.

The figure flew and dodged, and the green jade sword light and the chaotic color knife light kept colliding or staggering.

The buildings on the two peaks below began to be gradually destroyed by the scattered sword light.

Soon, Qingmei was intercepted and surrounded by three people.

She blocked the attack from behind, then dodged to avoid a slash from the front.

The battle suddenly stopped, and she was locked by the opponent's three-point lock.

For the three old men surnamed Mo, Qingmei's strength is several times stronger than the previous one, but in the end, it will be difficult to escape death.

They don't mind letting each other feel the desperation of having nowhere to escape.

Qingmei said coldly, she rarely used this attitude, indicating that she felt that things were very troublesome and hoped to delay time.

"Who are you, do you know what will happen to the Broken Sea Sect!"

"Who? hahaha......"

The surname Chu is middle-aged and hateful and happy.

"More than 600 people from my Mixed Knife Sect were all exterminated by your Broken Sea Sect, and there are no chickens and dogs left, I'm afraid no one will remember it!

Qingmei remembered that after the thunder penalty order was issued, it was the first Broken Sea Sect to dare to reach out to the junior disciple for the benefit of the Taiyi Sect.

She sighed secretly, I see.

"To enjoy the thousand-year-old protection and resources of my Broken Sea Sect, but to try to do it to the disciples of the Upper Sect, eat inside and climb outside, it is not a pity to die!"

On the issue of dominance, Duan Lingfeng will not be soft at all, and Qingmei will naturally not lower his attitude.

"It's not a pity to die!

The middle-aged surnamed Chu slashed out again with red eyes.

The sword light was like a substantial cloud blade made of clouds and mist, slashing diagonally towards Qingmei.

Qingmei's expression became more and more cold, but she did not hide her style.

The shadow is shining, the knife is like a green rainbow, and the fluctuation of the power of heaven and earth is more intense than before.

She thought, since you're blocking my way, it's up to you whose life you're going to block.

Li Chunshui came to the Chongling Mountain Range.

The sound of the wind and the shadow of the snow have long been blocked before the mountains.

It is not as grand and vast as the Dianxing Mountain Range and the Broken Sea Mountain Range, but the peaks and peaks are more dense.

It seems that it should be very vast, but due to the shrinking area, the mountains are crowded together.

Like the deep folds on the old man's face.

The Iron Mountain Sect is located in the western section of the Chongling Mountain Range, and it goes straight south from the Broken Sea Sect to Beishan City, and that area is a must-pass place.

Li Chunshui didn't take a detour, so naturally he couldn't avoid it.

He vaguely felt the fluctuations of a cultivator fighting in the distance.

He stopped retreating, meditated and pranayama, and restored himself to his peak state.

After checking his disguise again, he continued to walk towards the place of battle with a grim expression.

"Hey, there was a battle just after Chongling, and this part of Beishan City is really chaotic!"

Three quarters of an hour later, the sound of the fight was clear to the ears.

Li Chunshui, who had restrained his breath, was able to see the scene clearly with his divine sense through the power of the chaotic heaven and earth.

"What a shame! Three big men beat a woman...... Sister, uncle, you are looking for death!"

Li Chunshui's mocking smile froze, and an instant chill filled his delicate face.

The sword pill was running, and the cold edge was contained in the body, as if the sword was put into a balloon.

A long sword appeared in his hand, and he quietly fled towards it viciously in his heart.

He thought, is there a kind of congenital perfection, the only person who can bully my senior sister is me, you three will die of deflatedness!

When manpower is poor, Qingmei doesn't want to maintain a stalemate anymore.

In the enclosed space of the triangle, she was getting closer and closer to the middle-aged man surnamed Chu.

She's faster than all three of them, and it's worth the risk.

Zhenyuan roared in the meridians, her body suddenly became faster, and the green belt flew away, like a butterfly flapping its wings twice to avoid the other two chaotic sword lights.

Then he gave up his distraction defense and slashed at the middle-aged man surnamed Chu with a jade knife that was even more violent and sharp than before.

Before taking the Soul Burning Pill, she had cultivated the Qingyu Sword Method to perfection, and she could touch the threshold of voyeurism.

This knife already has a secret charm.

The next moment, the sword light swung by the middle-aged man surnamed Chu was cut in half.

Three to one, he never thought of defending and escaping, and he could only be shocked in the face of this sudden increase in power.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior Brother Chu, be careful!"

The old man surnamed Mo and the middle-aged man surnamed Cheng exclaimed, the attack kept coming, but they didn't have time to block the knife.

The middle-aged man surnamed Chu was split diagonally from his shoulder by the green jade knife light, and the two corpses fell straight down.

The chaotic sword light of the other two was still slashing towards Qingmei.

She turned the true yuan with difficulty, and the green jade rose again, smashing with the chaos sword light half a zhang in front of her.

The aftermath of the knife shook Qingmei's body upside down, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, a more cold and sharp sword light flashed into the battlefield from the side.

The middle-aged surnamed Cheng didn't expect that there was no time to dodge, and he was pierced through his neck by the sword light that contained full of peeps.

Half of the neck was broken, and the body fell downward.

It's so fast!

The thought in their consciousness was not that time was fast, but that the sword was too fast.

This is the Sword Technique of the Star Palace, a thousand piles of snow, the famous swordsmanship of Lu Qianfan of the True Martial Sword Sect back then.

Li Chunshui appeared in the air with a grim expression, and he glanced in the direction of Qingmei first.

It was only a minor injury, but it was okay, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingmei touched his gaze, and her eyes lit up.

She thought about it day and night, and she knew who he was.