Before you know it, it's late autumn again.

The Tarim Mountain is full of red trees, and the fallen leaves are fluttering one after another, like a drizzle.

Deep in the mountains and forests, a factory, several courtyards, more than 1,000 people are divided into two sides, gathered inside and outside the main courtyard, the front and back, the saber rattling, the atmosphere is particularly heavy. This used to be the old nest of the Western Xinjiang Guest, and now it is the last place for the old ghost and Zhu Da and others.

Standing at the door was Xu Qingyun, with a joking face, as if he had a bamboo in his chest. Standing in front of the hall were the old ghost and Zhu Da, their faces were pale, like trapped beasts in a cage. Years passed, and they finally met face to face again.

Of course, Xu Qingyun can summon far more than these hundreds of people now, but this time he has entered the mountain, these manpower is enough. Acting in China, they are still reluctant to make too much of a move. More brothers are all lurking around the Tarim Mountains, just like they did before when the old ghosts and their people surrounded the Western Desert.

"Master Xu, you are really still you......" the old ghost sighed deeply.

A few hours ago, the overall situation of the Qingyun Club had been decided, and the handicap across the country had turned against each other, and the old ghost and Zhu Da had to shrink their forces continuously. In the end, it was the only few hundred "loyal ministers" left under the two of them who infiltrated Tarim Mountain, and the rest either resisted to death or obeyed to live.

Xu Qingyun naturally wouldn't give them another chance to breathe, and led people into the mountain in order to make a final break.

"Is it too late to understand this?" Xu Qingyun raised his nose, looked at the other party with his nostrils and asked, "You are all going to die today, this is the price I must pay to challenge me." ”

Zhu Da swallowed his saliva unconsciously, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, obviously distracted. The old ghost still had the same grimace, not in a hurry, not humble or impatient, and said in a hoarse voice but with a steady breath: "Master Xu, we did lose this game, but after all, we have known each other for many years, so there is no need to kill them all, right?" With me and Lao Zhu here, if you have to fight, you won't know if you lose both, if you delay too long and the Flying Eagles rush back, won't everything you carefully plan will come to naught? ”

Xu Qingyun smiled coldly and asked, "Then you mean, I should let you go?" ”

"It's good for all of us." The old ghost solemnly poked his crutches, "I promise, from now on, our business will only operate abroad, and we will not take half a step back to China." ”

Xu Qingyun listened, seemed to nod with interest, and thought "seriously" while touching his chin. Seeing this, Zhu Da felt that there seemed to be a play, and his eyes were about to glow.

Of course, he knew in his heart that if he had to fight, the chances of winning would be slim.

After a while, Xu Qingyun seemed to have made up his mind, and snorted lightly, but what he said was a sentence that disappointed the old ghost and the others.

"I'm sorry, but what about business abroad...... I also want to be the one who has the final say. ”

The light in Juda's eyes disappeared all at once.

The brothers around him also subconsciously tightened their grips on the knife, rubbing the soles of their feet against the ground, and their hearts became more and more restless.

The old ghost shook his head again and again, sighed and said, "You are too arrogant, although the Qingyun Society is strong, it is not enough to control the entire treasure thief world, and without us, it is even more impossible." ”

"Oh? Is it? But it turns out that I'm at least more qualified than you are. ”

The old ghost's eyelids jumped: "That is what you have to fight?" ”

Xu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "You shouldn't have illusions. ”

There was a moment of silence between the two sides, and a gust of wind blew all around, and fiery red leaves flew all over the courtyard.

The old ghost suddenly waved his cane and hissed, "Kill them!" ”

The subordinates received the order, and hundreds of shining knives were erected at the same time, pressing towards the opposite side.

Xu Qingyun also waved his hand and said sharply: "Go!" ”

……

A second of silence.

A second of temptation.

"Kill!" The shouts of killing broke out suddenly, everyone brandished knives and sticks, and the two sides were instantly strangled together. With a knife, a man was slashed to the ground, and before the man could make up for it, he was knocked unconscious by a shovel. A row of people fell, killed or wounded, and the people behind pounced again, "clanging", "crackling", the sound of weapons clashing spread throughout the mountains and forests, swords and swords, sparks and sparks. The space was so narrow that many people didn't even have room to dodge, so they could only swing their weapons desperately, gritting their teeth and rushing forward. From time to time, I don't know where to fly from the severed hands and fingers, smashed people can't open their eyes, blood is sandwiched in the flying red leaves, splashing everywhere, and falling to the ground together, like a splashed ink landscape, amazing. Xu Qingyun, the old ghost, and Zhu Da stood on both sides of the painting, looking at each other from a distance, their eyes passing through the crowd, through the sword, through the flesh and fallen leaves, like sharp arrows, staring at each other's bodies.

Xu Qingyun's face was frivolous, as if he had seen that he was about to win a big victory.

The old ghost and Zhu Da's eyes were gloomy, but seeing that the two sides were inseparable, they glanced at each other, and suddenly pounced into the crowd.

"Hey!" The old ghost shouted violently, like a martial artist in Peking Opera, wearing an extremely strange face, and hit the other party's Tianling Gai with a cane. With a "click", the man's skull shattered, yellow-white brains flowed out of the scalp, and the man fell to the ground with a "bang".

Several people around looked at each other, and pounced on the old ghost together, although the old ghost was broken, but these people still couldn't be put in his eyes, a crutch swept, the force was ridiculously great, and the weapons of those people were all blown out, at this time Zhu Da came over and flew up two feet, and kicked the two people in the jaw, directly kicked the two people's cervical vertebrae, and passed out.

The rest of the people immediately took this opportunity to get close to Zhu Da's body, one left and one right and one front and one back hugged Zhu Da, Zhu Da couldn't move for a while, and those people pulled out a hand and smashed their fists on Zhu Da's head like raindrops. Zhu Da was hit more than a dozen times, his eyes became more and more gloomy and terrifying, and suddenly he let out a strange scream, and his whole body was weak, and he actually slipped out of the control of several strong men.

People who saw this scene couldn't help but be stunned, could this be the legendary long-lost tomb exploration stunt that only Zhu Da would do? !

"Is it really that silky?" Xu Qingyun blurted out.

The old ghost rushed over at this time, knocked over those people in a few clicks, and the two glanced at Xu Qingyun one after another, and then rushed to the other side, killing and wounding dozens of people one after another. The situation seems to be a little out of control, it seems that the old ghost said that there are two of them, and it is unknown if the fish is dead and the net is broken, and it is really not groundless.