Dashun Dynasty, Jizhou, the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Three men and a woman retreated from the mountain in terror.

"Hurry up, the brute is coming!"

The woman's arms were dripping with blood, and her clothes were stained with blood.

It can be seen that these wounds are not wounded by weapons, but the paw prints of demon beasts.

Whew.

A black tiger with wings roared in the sky and chased after him.

A short and stout man's left arm was still torn, leaving only his bloody shoulders and the sleek knot of bones as smooth as a wheel, but he held a steel knife in his hand and ran towards the tiger.

"Senior brother, senior brother Cheng!"

The woman screamed and ran two steps after the man, but stopped.

A tall and thin man behind her blocked the acupoint behind her and carried him down the mountain.

"Senior sister, live well!"

The short and fat man roared angrily and slashed at the tiger!

"Eighteen slashes in the autumn wind!

I saw the sword shadow of the whole body roaring, like drifting snow, and the black tiger was stunned all over, and suddenly sent out a palm.

Click.

The bones of the man's right arm were shattered, and the long knife fell to the ground.

"Run, Huzi!"

The short and fat man looked up to the sky and roared, his feet were on the soles of his feet, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, rushing towards the tiger.

The black tiger also has a lot of wounds all over his body, but they are all skin injuries.

The man's rush was full of strength, and he was caught off guard, and the tiger rolled over and rolled down to the grass on the side.

The tall and thin man carried the injured woman, tears streaming down his face, but he didn't stop at half a step.

"Brother Long!"

The man's hoarse voice was like a ghost crying.

The tiger took the crash, paused for a while, and the three of them ran forward hundreds of feet away.

"Brother Tiger, you and Senior Sister go first, I'll stop this beast!"

A black-faced man next to him dragged a long black stick in his hand, looked at Brother Tiger expressionlessly, and walked behind him.

Over there, the black tiger was like a bolt of lightning, and it was already less than thirty feet away.

"Sun Li, if you can't stop it, I'll come. ”

The tall and thin man put down the injured woman, grabbed Sun Li with a serious face, and rushed forward.

"Take care of your sister and live well!"

The moment the tall and thin man rushed out, the black tiger had already rushed in front of him.

"Autumn wind and falling leaves, chop!"

In the man's hand, a long black knife slashed towards the black tiger like a fierce tiger.

The tiger squatted on the ground, and suddenly took a leap, and slapped his claws on the man's shoulders.

The long knife slammed into Tiger Claw Mountain, and there was a resonance of gold and iron.

Third-order demonic beasts are no longer something they can deal with, this time there are eight junior brothers, and now only Sun Li and the little junior sister are left.

Not even the one who reported the news!

The man's long knife swirled, like a gust of wind, and slashed towards the tiger's jaw.

Poof.

There was a clear sound.

The tall and thin man only felt a chill all over his body, and a blue curtain of light enveloped his vision.

The next moment, the tiger smashed down like a mountain and fainted directly.

Fresh tiger blood flowed, covering the whole body of the thin and tall man!

The black-faced man with a long stick ran forward for hundreds of feet, and when he looked back, he saw that the tiger was still crawling on the ground, not moving.

A six-year-old child with a dark blue scimitar in his hand jumped out, looked at the black-winged tiger of a thousand pounds, and shook his head.

I went to feel Brother Long's pulse, but it was Kong Wu powerful, probably suppressed by the tiger, and fainted to death.

The child looked at it, took a knife and began to disassemble the tiger, moving it piece by piece, and slowly dragged the man out.

In the distance, the black-faced man carried the woman and ran ahead quickly.

"I don't want you to care, I don't want you to care, you're all dead, let me live, what's the point of me living!"

On the shoulders of the black-faced man, the woman slammed her fists, and it was obvious that the acupuncture points behind her were still loose.

As he ran, he vaguely saw a blue knife flash in his head, and Tiger and Brother Long were lying motionless on the ground.

"Could it be?"

He shook his head, even if Brother Long broke through the sixfold martial arts, he was just a martial artist, a martial artist without internal strength, let alone a third-order demonic beast, he couldn't even save his life.

If you want to blame them, you can only blame them for being too greedy, and when they saw an injured third-order black-winged tiger, they actually wanted to surround and kill them together.

Sun Li looked into the distance, and ran towards Wudang Mountain with his little junior sister on his back without hesitation.

Their only purpose is to desperately keep the little junior sister and save a line of bloodline for the Spirit Sword Sect!

Sun Li seemed to be a long-distance runner participating in a marathon, carrying his little sister and running wildly towards Wudang Mountain.

"It's here, it's here, it's here after holding on for a while. ”

Sun Li lay on the stairs step by step, climbing step by step.

He was almost entirely on the ground, crawling like a snake, his eyes were white, and his whole body was stiff.

"Wudang Mountain ......"

"Isn't that Senior Brother Sun Li? Quick, let's go take a look. ”

"Ah, Senior Sister, it turned out to be Senior Sister Ruxin, go and report to the master, and we will carry them back. ”

After a while, more than a dozen young people with long swords surrounded Sun Li and helped his senior sister up.

"I did it, I did it, Brother Long!"

With a smile on the corner of Sun Li's mouth, he suddenly screamed, vomited blood again and again, and passed out.

In the middle of nowhere, the three white-haired old men caught the weeping woman and the man who had passed out in the crowd, and hurried back to the Spirit Sword Gate.

"Get me a doctor, quick, find a doctor. ”

The red-faced elder roared angrily, and his trembling hands grasped Sun Li's arm, and a stream of true qi slowly flowed into it.

He is the second elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, Sun Wuji, and Sun Li's father.

Someone who was busy ran out, and the elder of the Spirit Sword Gate stretched out his hand to unlock Ruxin's acupoint.

Ruxin's eyes were dull, crying non-stop, where could she ask half a sentence.

Elder Zuo of the Spirit Sword Sect was anxious, his daughter was delirious, she must have panicked excessively, looking at Sun Li unconscious, but she was also quite flustered for a while.

"What's going on, what's going on?, can anyone know, can you tell me what's going on?!"

Sun Li slowly opened his eyes, his lips moved, and he looked at his father.

Sun Wuji leaned down and listened.

"Senior sister is okay. ”

Sun Wuji let out a long sigh. This stupid boy is dying for himself, and he still cares about the life and death of others!

Sun Li stared, looked straight at his father, and saw that his father was full of anger, and he turned his head, but he couldn't move for half a minute. His eyes moved back and forth, but he couldn't see anything clearly, and the tears rolled down like a flood that burst the embankment!

If the senior sister dies, the names of these seven people will be wasted, and if she is alive, how can she be worthy of a stick brother!

With this knot, my lifelong practice will be cut off.

Sun Wuji let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Evil obstacles, evil obstacles. Xinru is fine, the head has already taken her back. ”

A trace of surprise flowed in Sun Li's eyes at this time, and with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he fell asleep again!

Senior sister is fine, it's okay......

After half an hour, Zuo Changkong basically understood the situation.

Zuo Changkong, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, and Huang Wan, the deputy head of the Spirit Sword Sect, led hundreds of disciples down the mountain to find the chief disciple Wu Long, kill the black-winged tiger, and avenge the disciples of this sect!

Zuo Ruxin's spirit returned to normal at this time, but she was also obviously depressed and sad, and Elder Zuo had to take it with her, as a guide, and she could protect her at any time.

At this time, the sky was already dark, Zhao Qin rescued Wu Long, picked up a lot of firewood from all around, and lit a pair of bonfires.

When Wu Long woke up, he smelled a strong smell of meat, shrugged the tip of his nose, and saw a six-year-old child!

Yes, a six-year-old with a dark blue scimitar.

A six-year-old child holding a skewer of golden roast meat in his hand, his mouth covered in black oil.

"Brother, are you awake, are you hungry?"

Wu Long looked at Zhao Qin, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then there was another layer of suspicion.

Did he save me?

"My master has already gone away, so leave me to take care of you. Now that you're awake, it's time for me to go. ”

After Zhao Qin finished speaking, he cut off a piece of tiger meat with a knife, ate it by himself, and disappeared into the night sky.

"Wait, I haven't had time to ask the master's name, my Spirit Sword Sect Wulong will be rewarded in the future!"

Zhao Qin paused, turned around and smiled.

"Loulan Zhao Qin!"

Then it disappeared into the night.

"Loulan Zhao Qin, Loulan Zhao Qin?"

Wu Long shook his head, grabbed the tiger meat and began to devour it.

"It's so fragrant, it's delicious. ”

Less than half a moment after Zhao Qin left, hundreds of people from the Spirit Sword Sect found Wu Long, who was eating barbecue.

Zhao Qin hung behind the crowd, listening to Wulong tell everyone how he was saved, the name of his benefactor, and so on.

Everyone found Wulong at this time, and heard that a group of disciples were killed by the black-winged tiger in order to escort the little junior sister, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and weird.

How could there be third-order demon beasts around Wudang Mountain?