The yin wind roared, the ice was cold, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

In the heavy snow, there were thirteen fast horses, galloping into the Qianfeng Mountain of Yunzhou, the galloping horses' hooves, trampling on the solid ice condensed on the ground, ice crystals splashed, and the smoke and dust raised were like wolf smoke.

Thirteen knights on thirteen horses, thirteen knights dressed in black and masked with black veils, thirteen shiny steel knives stuck at their waists, and thirteen black bows of inky black iron hung behind their backs.

On their chests, they all have a logo embroidered.

A knife,

A bloodied knife.

A martial artist who was familiar with Yunzhou twenty years ago would definitely tremble when he saw this sword, and the symbol of the Evil Moon Sect that dominated the storm twenty years ago was enough to make anyone tremble.

These thirteen knights are none other than the knights of the Evil Moon Sect.

Where do they come from?

-- Nobody knows.

Where are they going?

――To the Thousand Peaks.

Why did they go?

-- To kill someone.

The thirteen knights were silent, and the only memories echoed in the air were the sound of horses' hooves.

Such a sound of horses' hooves is reminiscent of the Thirteen Taibao twenty years ago, the Thirteen Taibao of the Evil Moon Sect.

Legend has it that when the Thirteen Taibao appear, blood rain will fall from the sky.

This is just a baseless legend, because the people who have seen the Thirteen Taibao are all dead, but this is a trace, because the sky of Yunzhou has indeed rained blood.

Qianfeng Mountain, Baizhen Gate.

A sect that does not enter the stream.

If the sect does not enter the stream, it is not as good as an ordinary family, so Qianfeng Mountain is not a famous mountain with a strong vitality of heaven and earth, but a slightly higher peak near Yunzhou, like this mountain wind, there are many near Yunzhou, some mountains have sects, and some do not.

The Hundred Array Gate is on Qianfeng Mountain, and it is the only sect in Qianfeng Mountain.

Everyone in Baizhen Sect uses guns, and Mu Baizhen, the master of the sect, is a variety of good players, and his strength is also at the peak of Huayuan, and he is not a person in the sect.

Such a person personally took action today, led one hundred and eight disciples in front of the mountain gate, and set up one hundred and eight formations of heaven and earth, just to block the strong enemy.

Mu Baizhen was surrounded by one hundred and eight disciples in the center, his dark face had a grim expression, and he knew what he was about to face.

"Look, master!" a disciple suddenly shouted.

Mu Baizhen raised his eyes and saw white smoke rising in the distance, sweeping towards the mountain gate.

It's them!

Except for them, no one can have such an momentum, like a whale swallowing the sun and the moon, just looking at it from a distance, it makes people feel irresistible.

Mu Baizhen's body was shocked, his face changed immediately, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the sky, above the sky, a round of black sun was dim, as if it was about to fall to the roof.

"Door Master-" The disciple saw that Mu Baizhen was a little distracted, so he reminded in a low voice.

Mu Baizhen came back to his senses and glanced at him, this was just a half-grown boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was immature, and his eyes were still flashing with an innocent vision for the future.

This innocent look touched the softest corner of Mu Baizhen's heart, and he couldn't help but ask softly: "Xuhan, how long have you been starting this year." ”

The young man named Xuhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied: "Back to the door, I am seven years old like a door, and it has been ten years now. ”

It's been 10 years!

Mu Baizhen sighed, staring at Xuhan with complicated eyes.

How many decades are there in life? Perhaps only in the first decade will you not care about the passage of time, and the further you go, the more afraid you will be, afraid of the arrival of the next decade.

Mu Baizhen felt that he should be happy, because after today, he might not be afraid.

――Without the next decade, what are you afraid of?

Xu Han noticed that Mu Baizhen's expression was different, and he couldn't help but ask, "Door Master, who is here?"

When the gilded black post was handed to Mu Baizhen, he was beside Mu Baizhen, looking at this big man who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

At that time, Xu Han didn't dare to ask, he didn't dare to ask not because he was afraid that Mu Baizhen would be angry, but because he was afraid of knowing the truth.

If even Mu Baizhen felt something fearful, then he must also feel fear, and Xuhan didn't want to experience the feeling of fear, so he didn't ask.

If you don't ask, you don't know, if you don't know, you will be fearless, and if you are fearless, you can hold the steel gun in your hand.

Although the weather was cold and the gun was in hand, I felt hot, so hot that even the blood in my heart was boiling.

Mu Baizhen looked at Xuhan, who looked eager to try, and said softly: "Xuhan, if you know that you are invincible, you still have to fight, what is it?"

Xuhan was stunned, he didn't know why Mu Baizhen suddenly asked this question, but he still answered truthfully: "It's unwise, the wise should seek good fortune and avoid evil." ”

Mu Baizhen nodded with a smile, and asked again: "Then if the sect still seeks good fortune and avoids evil when it encounters a crisis, then what is it?"

Xuhan's eyes turned around twice in his sockets, he seemed to chew out some of the flavor in Mu Baizhen's words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's for being unkind, unrighteous and brave." ”

Mu Baizhen nodded again and said, "If it were you, in the face of the danger of the sect, would you be willing to be a wise man, or would you be willing to be a reckless brave." ”

Xuhan's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "What the door master said is the situation here!"

Mu Baizhen's face changed, and a struggling and hesitant expression appeared on his face, but in the end, he nodded after all.

"That's right. ”

"Then I'd rather be a reckless brave man. Void Han's eyes stared at Mu Baizhen, shining.

There is no one who does not cherish their lives, but for the children of the sect, there is something far more important than their lives - the sect.

The sect is their root, and the children of the sect who have lost the sect are like duckweed without roots, they can only go with the flow, and no one knows where they will die in the end.

"Good!"

Mu Baizhen suddenly shouted, and the one hundred and eight disciples in the field all looked at the Dao, and the one hundred and eight firm eyes condensed on Mu Baizhen's body, making him feel unprecedented warmth.

"Disciples, today's matter is a mortal situation, if someone wants to leave now, there is a secret passage in the back mountain, I Mu Baizhen will never force it to stay!" his eyes widened, and his gaze swept over everyone's faces.

The huge mountain gate suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Silent.

The real crows are silent.

Although the disciples of these sects are firm, they have not yet reached the point of forgetting their lives and death, they are afraid, they are afraid, they are afraid of things that even the sect master feels terrifying.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "I am Xuhan, I started at the age of seven, and I have been in the sect for ten years, if there is no Baizhenmen, I am afraid that I am just an ordinary farmer under the mountain, the sect is a great favor to me!

This deafening voice chiseled into everyone's ears, and those who spared their lives could not help but hang their heads in shame, and then suddenly raised their heads and shouted:

"Vow to live and die with the sect!"

With the first person taking the lead, there is a second, a third, and the last roaring voice, connected together, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Vow to live and die with the sect!"

"Vow to live and die with the sect!"

......

Mu Baizhen's eyes were full of tears, he could never have imagined that at this time of life and death, all the disciples would stand with him.

With such a disciple, what about destroying the door!

The sound of horses' hooves reminded Mu Baizhen of the place he was about to face, and when he raised his eyes, thirteen black-clothed knights were coming on horseback, Mu Baizhen was shocked, standing on the high platform, staring at the comer.

With a long neigh, the thirteen fast horses stopped at the same time, moving in unison, as if one person had done it. The leader rode on the horse, staring coldly at Mu Baizhen on the high platform, his eyes were sarcastic and cold.

"Mu Baizhen, have you figured it out, whether to merge into my Evil Moon Sect or die!"

"Hahaha!" Mu Baizhen laughed, his spear was sharp, and he pointed at the black-clothed man in the lead and shouted: "Thirteen Taibao, don't say more, I, Mu Baizhen, will die and will not be in the same stream as your Evil Moon Sect!"

What would happen to joining the Evil Moon Sect, he knew.

These disciples in the field, if they join the Evil Moon Sect, will eventually be transformed into killing machines, in that sect, most of them are killing machines, they are ruthless, cruel, unscrupulous, and they can't even be called human - Mu Baizhen doesn't want his disciples to be like that.

A person, even if he dies, should not become like that.

The black-clothed man in the lead laughed, looked at Mu Baizhen's eyes, and became more and more cold: "Mu Baizhen, do you mean to choose to die?"

His voice was hoarse, like a whistling from hell.

Mu Baizhen laughed, and after a while, his smile suddenly closed, and he said coldly: "It's not certain who will die, just let me Baizhenmen come to see what is so powerful about the thirteen Taibao of this generation! Disciple, give me Baizhen!"

"Kill!"

One hundred and eight warriors, one hundred and eight guns, one hundred and eight firm eyes, and one hundred and eight hearts that do not regret nine deaths, condensed into a "kill" word, making this "kill" word incredible.

In an instant, the murderous aura was pervasive.

"Boom!" The man in black sneered and said leisurely: "Mu Baizhen, are you too naïve, do you think that you can save the defeat by relying on these people?"

"I never thought about redeeming the defeat, if I was destined to die, I would rather die vigorously!" Mu Baizhen's face was full of perseverance.

The man in black sneered, and suddenly said gloomily: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you," raised his right hand high, waved it vigorously, and said: "All people, kill me - no one will be left!"

Picking up arrows, pulling arrows, and taking arrows is like rehearsing hundreds or thousands of movements, and the key is speed.

Thirteen arrows pointed at the crowd, and an astonishing ball of blood was condensed on the arrows.

"Reincarnation in the Underworld, Blood Arrow Sacrifice, Dark Lotus, give it to me-"

The words of this last word were still lingering in the sky, and thirteen blood-colored arrows were shot out together, forming a huge lotus flower in the air, beautiful, moving, yet incomparably dark, like a fatal attraction from the underworld.

"Heaven and earth, white lotus descended-"

Mu Baizhen roared on the high platform, his voice was hoarse, almost using all the strength of his body, and one hundred and eight warriors with guns followed him and roared:

"Heaven and earth, white lotus descended-"

Uniform movements, uniform gun shadows, and uniform firm spirits, all this seemed to shake the space, and above the heads of one hundred and eight people, a huge white lotus was condensed.

All sects have their own strongest means, and this combination of one hundred and eight spear warriors, the Tiangang Earth Evil Formation, is the strongest means of the Baizhen Sect, and it is also the last means.

And "White Lotus Descending" is the most powerful move in this strongest method, this move captures the power of heaven and earth, almost reaching the level of a full blow from the peak martial artist of Condensation.

When the sun sets, the sky in the west is covered with a layer of blood, but the sky in the east is white, white as snow, white as a lotus, and white as upright faith.

Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good?

Who knows?

Before we fight, who can be sure that evil will not prevail over good?

Perhaps the Tao is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high, which is the truth that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

Under the sky, two lotus flowers collided together in an instant.

The heavens and the earth shook, the sun and the moon were dull, and the sudden wind seemed to turn the whole world into a hell.

Forget the Valley of Worries.

"It's raining. Nie Qingqing said to herself: "This rain is a little strange. ”

In her incredible gaze, the falling rain turned red like blood, or rather

-- That's blood.