"Why, why, why......" King Jinlun muttered incessantly, as if questioning others, as if asking himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thousands of miles away, in the Mongolian steppe, in the midst of a towering snow-capped mountain.

Huge snowflakes fell from the dim sky. The entire mountain, as well as the surrounding grasslands and tribes, were all shrouded in a white snow.

But in a temple on the mountainside, it is as warm as spring.

A monk in a black robe stood in front of the temple, passing by the temple in the wind and snow, and his face could not be seen clearly. At this time, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a snowflake happened to fall on his palm, and he whispered: "People can get nothing without sacrifice, and in order to get something, they need to pay the same price." Why don't these mortals understand......"

Zhongnan Mountain, in front of the Yuxu Cave.

The Golden Wheel looked up at the sky, his cloudy eyes full of despair.

Wang Chan took a look, turned around and walked to the cave, and pressed his right hand on the boulder.

"Open!"

The boulder shattered in response.

The real scene in the cave appeared in front of everyone, only to see that the cobwebs inside were dense, and the purple cobwebs were crawling with spiders.

These spiders look very weird, with red and green stripes all over their bodies, which are extremely bright, which makes people feel thrilling at first sight. The brighter the color of any poison, the more poisonous it is, and you can imagine how powerful these spiders are.

This spider is called "Colored Snow Spider" and comes from the snow-capped mountains of the Mongolian steppe. As soon as the colored snow spider encounters the flesh and blood, it will immediately pounce and bite, and it will never let go unless it is full of blood, and it is violently toxic and incurable. Even the Golden Wheel Dharma King who brought the Colored Snow Spider here has no antidote.

Hiss~

Smelling the breath of the living, these terrifying spiders turned their heads and looked at Wang Chan, an uninvited guest. Almost at the same time as the boulder shattered, several black shadows shot towards Wang Chan.

Wang Chan glanced at it coldly, flicked his fingers continuously, and several sword qi broke out of the air, shooting those black shadows down in an instant, and it was a colorful snow spider. And these spiders seemed to be in a trance, and when they saw that they couldn't get close, they actually sprayed venom at Wang Chan from afar.

"A little poison dares to do it. Wang Chan sneered and waved his right hand.

A hurricane composed of sword qi engulfed it in an instant.

Moments later, the entire cave was in shambles.

The dense cobwebs completely dissipated, and the ground was full of poisonous spider corpses.

"What is this?!"

Lu Wushuang, who came later, walked into the cave and saw the hairy corpses of colorful snow spiders all over the ground, red and green, and he still couldn't help but feel furious in his heart. Raising his eyes and looking into the cave, he saw that it was dark, and because he was worried about Cheng Ying, he couldn't help but be anxious and shouted, "Brother Wang." ”

Wang Chan nodded, raised his legs and walked in.

Hearing the strange sound at the entrance of the cave, several people in the cave were shocked. Qiu Chuji and others protected Zhou Botong and Cheng Ying, who were lying still and did not know their life and death, in the center, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

Listening to the footsteps in their ears getting louder and louder, Qiu Chuji became more and more nervous in their hearts, holding the sword in their hands tightly, they had been mixed with the rivers and lakes for half their lives, and they were already a sect master in the eyes of outsiders, and their foreheads and palms were full of cold sweat at this time.

The figure is getting closer.

The sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.

"Don't do it!" Zhou Botong didn't know when he came to his senses, and shouted at Qiu Chuji and the others.

"Senior, don't come unharmed. Wang Chan turned in from the entrance of the cave, looked at Zhou Botong, and laughed softly.

"Little brother, are you really you, old urchin, my eyes don't flower. ”

The old naughty boy stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, his eyes were immediately full of tears, and he looked at Wang Chan and cried loudly: "Little brother, you have come back from the fairy world, I thought I would never see you in this life." You must take me to the fairy world once before I die. ”

Seeing the appearance of the old urchin living treasure, Wang Chan smiled and said, "If you still have the strength to speak, it means that the seniors are fine." ”

"Brother Wang, look at my cousin, he's dying. Lu Wushuang ran to Cheng Ying's side and helped him up, his face full of anxiety.

"You go and save this little girl first, I won't be able to die for a while. The old naughty boy patted his chest and signaled that he was fine, looking like a righteous cloud.

For the old naughty boy's living treasure, Wang Chan has long been accustomed to it and directly ignores it.

He walked quickly to Cheng Ying, reached out to hold her little hand, and a pure and soft internal force slowly injected into her body.

With Wang Chan's current cultivation, it can be said that in the Condor plane, as long as he is not a person who is killed immediately, no matter how many injuries he suffers, as soon as his internal strength arrives, he will definitely get better. Wang Chan stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, the tentacles were cold, as if he had touched a piece of cold ice,

"What kind of poison is this, it is so domineering. Wang Chan's brows furrowed slightly, the Condor Plane would have such a powerful poison, which was really beyond his expectations.

He couldn't help but increase the delivery of true qi, and after a while, Cheng Ying finally reacted. I saw its "wow" and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

After that, Wang Chan concocted the same method, and forced out the toxins on the old naughty boy. If it was him before the injury, all this would naturally be very easy, but at this time, he was already with a very serious injury, so after helping the two of them to force poison, his face was also a little pale.

"It's okay, Brother Wang. Lu Wushuang carefully supported Cheng Ying, saw Wang Chan's face, and asked with concern.

Wang Chan waved his hand lightly, signaling that he was fine.

At this time, he had already put away his contempt in his heart, and the current Condor Plane was definitely not as easy as he had originally thought. For the sake of today, the most important thing is to take care of your injuries.

......

Half a month later.

A person walked down from Zhongnan Mountain alone, it was Wang Chan.

Through half a month of recuperation, most of his injuries have been healed, and at the same time, he has also heard Li Mochou's whereabouts. Thinking of the apricot yellow shadow, Wang Chan sighed lightly.

The gentleman's sword in his hand had long been broken, and he didn't know if the lady's sword on Li Mochou's body was still there. Of course, he is not a gentleman, and Li Mochou is not a lady.

He walked north alone and silently, and everywhere he saw was the tragic situation in the world.

The people hid from the Mongol army, and the villages and towns along the way were empty, not to mention ten rooms and nine empty, and there was no one left. The further north you go, the more this happens, and in the end you can't find even one of the empty houses in good condition.

At this moment, Wang Chan suddenly stood still, he raised his eyes to look into the distance, and found that he had actually met an acquaintance.

I saw that on the mountain road in the distance, a man and a woman, an old man and a young man, were rushing in his direction.

The man was a long-bearded old man in a green robe. This old man is extremely short, no more than four feet, five mountains facing the sky, the appearance is strange, the most strange is a bush of beard hanging straight to the ground, wearing a dark green cloth robe, green grass rope around the waist, the appearance is extremely strange, it can be said that it is extremely ugly.

And the girl was extremely beautiful, I saw that she was about twenty years old, tall, extremely white-skinned, delicate and abnormal, with clear eyes, and a small black mole on the side of her mouth.

Both of them had a look of exhaustion on their faces, and it was obvious that they had been on the road for a long time.

These two people are none other than Fan Yiweng and Gongsun Lucao of the Valley of Despair.

While Wang Chan looked at them, Gongsun Lucao and they also saw Wang Chan.

Seeing this familiar face again, Gongsun Lucao's heart was very complicated, but there was no time for her to sigh.

Suddenly, the whole earth was buzzing and trembling.

Gongsun Lucalyx's expression was grim, he looked back into the distance, and exclaimed, "Mongolian Iron Horse?"

Fan Yiweng's face also changed greatly, I saw that he immediately fell to the ground entirely, pressing his right ear tightly to the ground, and after a while, he raised his head suddenly, and his face was dead.

"At least two thousand riders!"

You must know that this radius of more than ten miles can be said to be a smooth road, and there is no place to hide, which is the best place for the Mongolian iron cavalry to charge. The majesty of the Mongol Iron Cavalry was established in the confrontation with the enemy army again and again, and at this time it can be said that it became the strongest army in the world.

If two thousand horsemen launch an attack at the same time, even if it is a top five, it can only temporarily avoid the edge, and if you accidentally fall into it, I am afraid that you will only end up with hatred on the spot. It's no wonder that Gongsun Lucao and Fan Yiweng have such a reaction.

"Miss, let's find a place to hide first. ”

Fan Yiweng looked at Gongsun Lucao beside him, and said anxiously: "Maybe their target is not us, we have few people, and they may not be able to notice." ”

Gongsun Lucao didn't reply, just looked at the familiar figure in front of him in a daze.

The figure drew closer and closer, until it passed them.

"Long time no see. ”

Wang Chan crossed the Gongsun Green Calyx and walked alone into the distance, his steps steady.

With his strength, even if the Mongol cavalry was twice as numerous, it could not be his opponent.

"Brother Wang!"

Gongsun Lucao turned around and shouted at Wang Chan.

The breeze blew the ends of her forehead, and her big bright eyes seemed to speak.

Wang Chan didn't look back, just waved his hand slightly.

His pace seemed to be very slow, but in an instant, he was already a hundred feet away, like an immortal.

Wang Chan soon saw the group of Mongol cavalry.

Looking up, I saw thousands of Mongolian cavalry coming from a distance, many of the horses were followed by corpses tied with ropes, and as the cavalry advanced, these corpses collided with the low-lying mounds on the ground from time to time, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the picture looked miserable.

If you really want to talk about the common ground, these corpses are all wearing green clothes, just like Gongsun Lucao and Fan Yiweng. And from time to time there was a burst of arrogant laughter from the mouths of those Mongolian cavalrymen, the so-called clamour, but that's it.

The Mongol officer at the beginning was stunned when he saw someone walking towards them, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, which in his eyes were no different from livestock. With a wave of his right hand, thirty horsemen immediately broke away from the formation and rushed towards Wang Chan, with murderous faces on their faces!

Sure enough, it is worthy of the world-famous Mongolian iron horse.

Only the sound of horses' hooves was heard like thunder, shaking the earth, and the thirty Mongolian cavalry rushed out like a whirlwind, and the official road immediately raised billowing smoke and dust.

"Kill!"

A shout of killing rang out.

At the same time, the thirty horsemen lit up the scimitar in their hands and slashed at Wang Chan's body.

These scimitars of the Mongol cavalry were modified from the Arab scimitars. The blade is small and light, with a good curvature, which is more in line with the theory of mechanics. The scimitar slides along the curved surface of the blade when it touches the enemy's body, so it will not slash into the body and cannot be pulled out, and the armor will not be easily shocked when it hits the armor, so it can be slashed continuously. This is also an important reason why the Mongolian iron cavalry was able to conquer the world at that time.

"Today I will let you know that the power of one person can also end this troubled world. ”

Wang Chan smiled and took a step forward gently, and the whole person turned into an afterimage in place.

It is in the east, and it is in the west.

The Mongolian cavalry that came galloping only felt that Wang Chan's eyes were full of Wang Chan's figure.

The first Mongolian cavalry suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and there was already a person standing in front of him.

"Kid looking for death!"

The Mongol cavalry didn't think much about it, as the world's number one iron cavalry, all they had to do was kill everyone who stood in their way.

I saw him laugh evilly, and slashed at Wang Chan's neck.

"Brother Wang, be careful!"

"Miss, Miss, let's go back quickly!"

At this time, Gongsun Lucalyx, who turned back the same way, happened to see this scene, and Gongsun Lucalyx couldn't help but be frightened.

Wang Chan didn't look at it, his fingers stretched out, and the void was clamped.

Bang!

Without waiting for the scimitar in the hand of the Mongolian cavalry to get close, the improved Mongolian scimitar immediately shattered at a distance of several feet.

What are you kidding, Wang Chan is a genuine powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man at this time, that is, what people in the world call immortals. How could these ordinary soldiers be his opponents.

Originally, in the secondary plane of the Divine Condor, with his current strength, unless he wanted to die, it was impossible for anyone to kill him, even if he gathered the power of the entire world. But now there are two extremely big variables, one is that the injuries on his body have not healed, and there is always a trace of distance from the real heaven and human realm. The second is the figure hidden in the current Condor plane, and all the clues point to the temple on the snow-capped mountain in the Mongolian steppe.

And Wang Chan, sooner or later, he will have to go to that temple.

Of course, now is not the time to say this, the thirty Mongolian cavalry will be defeated in an instant.

Then in the stunned eyes of the Mongolian officer, Wang Chan was alone and slowly walked into their military formation.

The terrible screams continued to sound, and the crimson blood bloomed.

And Wang Chan was in the crowd, as if he was strolling leisurely, and the place he passed by was instantly turned over by people.

One person against two thousand, but it was a completely one-sided situation.

All that was left for Gongsun Lucao was Wang Chan's back and the incomparably shocking impact.

If someone asks her at this time, "How much force is needed to end this troubled world and make things together", Gongsun Lucao will answer that this is what is in front of her. (To be continued.) )