Sun Moon Mountain!

Tonight, Zhao Riyue, the mountain lord of Sun Moon Mountain, surprisingly took three personal guards to patrol the territory of the mountain gate, and when he was sure that there was no potential danger, he was ready to return to the mountain gate.

"Mountain Lord, what is the origin of that Ming Sect, not only destroyed Chifeng overnight, but also seems to have some friendship with the Lion Tiger Gate. Walking among the dense meadows, a guard said casually.

Zhao Riyue snorted lightly: "It doesn't matter who he is, how many forces are eradicated every day on this grassland, and how many forces take the opportunity to rise, we can't count them with ten fingers, as long as it doesn't threaten us, that's fine." ”

Another guard said: "It's also to blame Chifeng for being unlucky, Zhao Luan and Zhao Qi's pair of brothers are also a person, but it's a pity." ”

Well?

The four people who were chatting suddenly paused, frowned and looked at the dense grass in front of them, and a vague figure loomed under the dim moonlight, as if it was a ...... Lame person?!

Because the moonlight was too dim at this time, the four of them could still see the crutches on the left hand side of the figure, and judged that the person was lame.

But it was this cripple that made Zhao Riyue and his three guards frown at the same time, because they had been fighting and killing in the prairie for many years, and they obviously felt a very dangerous aura from this person.

Zhao Riyue quietly signaled to the guards beside him, signaling them to be careful: "Hey, are you a disciple of Sun Moon Mountain? ”

"It's true that I'm not a disciple of Sun Moon Mountain, but it's just ......" The cripple slowly took a few steps forward, and a ray of moonlight just sprinkled down, shining on his face, reflecting his face, and even reflecting the oblique smile on the corner of his mouth, with a little weirdness.

It is the iron crutch Li Li Chan!

"It's just what?" Zhao Riyue couldn't wait to ask, and he had a very bad premonition in him.

"It's just that Sun Moon Mountain is going to change its name and surname!" As soon as the words fell, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly slid with a strange afterimage, and the pitch-black crutch in his hand swirled around out of thin air with a misty spiritual power, fluffy murderous and rolling violence, and left his hand!

Sou!

Burst!

The environment was too dark, the distance was too close, and the speed was too fast, Zhao Riyue didn't have time to react, and he didn't have time to use his spiritual power, and the crutches that were shooting angrily from the body had already pierced his throat in the blink of an eye, and he staggered back in a daze.

Bang!

After three steps, he fell to the ground on his back and died violently on the spot!

It wasn't until the sound of a heavy fall to the ground that the three guards reacted, looking at the cripple in front of them, looking at the door master who suddenly fell to the ground on his back, and then looking at the crutch stuck in the door owner's neck, suddenly screaming, jumping high, touching his hand into his back, and snorting out of the sheath of the long sword.

But before they could point their long swords at the cripple, three cold lights flashed in the grass around them, and only the three guards who had just touched the long swords were taken.

An arm-long green dragon glaive knife, swept by flames, as bright as the sun!

A sip of clear saliva with a faint taste of wine!

A handful of soft dirt mixed with a few grasses!

The Qinglong Glaive Knife accurately hooked an arc, and instantly sank into the right chest of a guard who had not yet reacted!

Bang!

The stunned guard stiffened and fell to the ground, no longer alive.

Clear saliva and soft dirt smashed on the faces of the other two, and they quickly reacted to realize that their companion was dead, and did not hesitate to dodge to the side, but ...... It's late!

A drunken man dressed as a scholar was already approaching, his fingers flicked and clamped the long sword in the hand of the guard in front of him, the power surged and hissed, and with a fluttering sound, the long sword suddenly split into two, without the slightest hesitation In the guard's stunned eyes and demeanor, two fingers clamped the half of the sword blade and slashed towards the fragile neck.

The blood stained the blade red, and when it continued to flow and was about to touch the scholar's fingers, the scholar seemed to throw the blade lightly as if unintentionally, and skillfully pierced the forehead of the already dead guard.

On the other side, a strong man with arms thicker than ordinary people's waists suddenly shook out of the grass, patted the head of the other guard simply and rudely, and lasted less than three seconds, only to hear a click, the guard's head burst like a watermelon, and endless red and white things surged out.

Kill decisively!

Cleanly and neatly solved the guards, the scholar, the strong man, and the red-faced man who had just emerged from the grass and picked up the Qinglong Glaive Knife slowly walked to the cripple with a wicked smile on his face: "Cripple, you are too slow this time, Lao Yun and Lao Shen and I have already finished it." ”

Li Chan didn't speak, just coldly glanced at the four cold corpses on the ground, and turned around and left after making sure that she was dead.

"Cripple, why are you still black-faced? We really didn't come here to pretend to be B!" the scholar hurriedly followed, where was he still drunk at the moment.

"Yes, we're not here to show off!" The strong man followed, one with a red face and one with a black face sang in front of Li Chan, and the red face just smiled with a smile and didn't say much.

"Pretend, continue to pretend!Don't think I don't know what the three of you have in mind, I was ahead of you in the assassin list last time, so you are red-eyed, jealous, and anxious!" Li Chan turned around abruptly, glaring at the two of them.

"We're not like that. The scholar grinned and hooked Li Chan's shoulder.

"Yes, we are simply here to help, we don't care about the ranking of the assassins, anyway, we will never be able to enter the top 50, and we will not be able to leave the top 100. ”

"Actually, we just want to just hit the attention of your ninety people!" the scholar rubbed his hands and smiled wickedly.

"Oh?" Li Chan's eyes fluctuated, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a slight smile, since that day when the sect leader handed over the ninety people of Qi Thirteen to his wolf gate, this thing has not been less than shouting for people, how to say it, jealousy!

"Don't, give me ten!"

"Nope!"

"It's okay to give me five people!"

"No!!"

"Three!"

"Nope!"

"Is there no one question and three questions? Cripple, don't put your face on it!"

"It's on your face today!"

"You...... Can we still be good friends with each other?"

“............”

The four of them were 'talking and laughing', full of emotion, and just when they were about to return to Mingjiao, the soul gate had already been reduced to a sea of blood, because they were facing a moody blood-eyed eagle falcon with a knife hidden in their laughter!

Inside and outside the Soul Gate, all the two hundred disciples died, leaving only the door master Odin and five guards, the strange thing is that Odin's five guards actually stood behind Qin Wuxi, all of them were humble, their bodies leaned forward slightly, with undisguised reverence and fear in their expressions!

Odin, the master of the Soul Gate, was trampled under his feet by Qin Wuxi, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair.