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Meng Yunfei looked at the empty pass, his eyes were full of resentment: "Hmph, the head is too partial." Let a few of us guard this broken place where birds don't, but let Xin Yan thieves guard the east gate, isn't this clearly to make Xin Yan, a thief, make meritorious contributions?"

Mao Liang also echoed casually: "That's it! In this ghost place where there is not even a single figure, just find a few disciples to take care of it." Actually let our five new Jindan disciples come here to guard, isn't this overkill?"

He Zidu said: "Hmph, I heard that Ma Xiong and his subordinate bandits are also here." Ma Xiong and Sun Jiu are good brothers, and Xin Yan's thief killed Sun Jiu, so he and Ma Xiong formed a life and death grudge......"

When He Sheng heard this, a ray of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said: "It is said that Ma Xiong's cultivation has reached the middle and late stages of Jindan, but he is a good hand among the bandits, there are as many as six or seven Jindan masters under him, and there are even seventy or eighty condensing vein cultivators, which is enough for Xin Yan thieves to drink a pot." ”

Mao Liang clapped his hands and said, "Haha! I want to see how the Xin Yan thief ends up this time?"

Meng Yunfei smiled and said, "It's better to let the stinky food die at the hands of Ma Xiong, and it will save us effort!"

Mao Sen held the flying sword in his hand and stood quietly at the pass, he did not join the discussion of Meng Yunfei and the others, and kept closing his eyes to recuperate.

......

Yu Heng stood aside, quietly watching the development of the situation, and when he saw Xin Yan calm and calm in the face of a large group of cultivators who were pressed by the black, he couldn't help but be moved.

He was greatly shocked by the fighting spirit and discipline displayed by the outpost war department in the face of a strong enemy. Only then did he understand why Qian Dingkun attached so much importance to the Lingxiao Sect. Many sects have formed war departments, but compared to the Lingxiao faction, the level of other sects' war departments is higher or higher, but they cannot be compared with the war department in front of them in terms of fighting will.

After Xin Yan appeared, his momentum of ignoring everything shocked him even more.

Yu Heng is also responsible for collecting intelligence. Xin Yan, as a famous figure, is the object of his attention. Xin Yan came from a humble background, but in a few years, he was among the core disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, how could he be an idle person?

Not to mention anything else, just being able to come out of this Spirit Mist Secret Realm alive shows that this person's strength is extraordinary.

"This guy is a freak!"

When Qian Dingkun read Xin Yan's information, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Qiandingkun crisscrossed the north of the world, read countless people, but he had never seen a cultivator like Xin Yan. He was born in the Lingxiao Sect, which respected the sword, but he majored in the Fu Array, and the way of the sword was not his most powerful method. In addition to his combat skills, he is also proficient in almost all production techniques.

"Absolutely be careful when you meet this guy. Of course, if possible, you'd better not make enemies of him. ”

When Qian Dingkun left the sect in Yuheng, he specially instructed.

Yu Heng understands the meaning of Qian Dingkun, Xin Yan's wisdom is changeable, and all kinds of means are endless, and anyone who encounters such an opponent will have a big headache.

The most terrifying thing is that Xin Yan is still a natural fighter, even if he encounters a strong opponent, he dares to fight.

"Well, it looks like these guys are going to be out of luck. ”

Yu Heng looked at the arrogant Ma Xiong and the thieves, and sighed secretly.

He had a hunch that there would be a lot of blood here today.

The Lingxiao faction sent Xin Yan out at this time, because he had the intention to kill people.

"Damn, let's go together, I want to see what the Lingxiao Sect can do to us!"

With Ma Xiong's roar, the peace in front of the pass was quickly broken, and Ma Xiong and his subordinate bandits took the lead in attacking, followed by a group of black and oppressive cultivators, among whom there were many small forces and family forces who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob.

However, Xin Yan and Mo Zheng's war departments were like wood carvings, no one moved, no one shouted, as if they didn't see the black pressure in front of them at all.

Soon Ma Xiong crossed the non-existent red line, and he laughed and said: "Your sister, Lao Tzu just crossed the line, what can you do with Lao Tzu?"

"yes, we've crossed the line, what can you do!"

Ma Xiong's bandits also shouted together. Some small forces and family forces held the intention of fishing in troubled waters, hesitated for a moment, and also followed the red line that did not actually exist.

The lazy look on Xin Yan's face was gone, replaced by a ruthless killing intent, and he snorted softly, his tone extremely cold.

"Kill!"

The puppet that had been silent as a mountain suddenly moved, and the Moon Breaker crossbow in its hand suddenly lifted and aimed at Ma Xiong and the bandits.

"It's not good, it's dangerous!" Ma Xiong suddenly felt a strong sense of danger enveloping his heart, and years of experience in fighting told him that this puppet was not simple. He didn't have time to think about it, and he jumped to the side.

Sure enough, the divine crossbow in the puppet's hand shook slightly, and three Flame Yuan Flame Arrows shot out like beads, shooting towards the crowd like streamers.

The distance between everyone and Xin Yan was too close, and the speed of the three Flame Yuan Yan Arrows was faster than the streamer, and when everyone reacted, the Flame Yuan Yan Arrow had already shot in front of them.

"Ahh

Everyone was eager to dodge, but where could they have time, and in a panic, they could only use the magic weapon in their hands to block hard.

However, they underestimated the power of the Flame Yuan Yan Arrow, each Flame Yuan Yan Arrow was made of the five-grade demon beast beast bones as the arrow body, mixed with various rare five-grade materials, and refined with the fire of the divine soul, and the grade could reach the top of the fifth grade.

If Leng Yue and the others knew about it, Xin Yan actually used such high-grade materials to refine a one-time self-detonating magic weapon such as the Flame Yuan Yan Arrow, and he would definitely jump up and scold him for destroying the heavens!

As the name suggests, a one-time self-detonation magic weapon is a magic weapon that can only be used once to kill and injure the enemy with self-explosion.

Since this magic weapon can only be used once, cultivators generally do not use too precious materials when making this magic weapon. Like Xin Yan, there is no one like Xin Yan who uses such a precious five-grade material to refine a one-time self-detonation magic weapon.

However, the power of the Flame Yuan Flame Arrow, which was refined with the top-grade materials of the five grades, was quite amazing. According to Xin Yan's prediction, even if he is caught off guard, it will be difficult to catch it.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the three Flame Yuan Flame Arrows had exploded into three violently burning fireballs, and everywhere the fireballs went, seventeen or eighteen bandits had turned into burning men. They struggled in pain in the flames, letting out heart-rending screams......

"Ah...... It's horrible!"

"It's miserable......"

"It's madness to use such a murderous magic weapon to kill people!"

......

Everyone was shocked by the power of the Flame Arrow.

"You're fucking!

Ma Xiong narrowly and narrowly escaped the catastrophe, he pointed at Xin Yan angrily and scolded.

"Idiot!"

Xin Yan sneered, the mottled flying sword in his hand had been swung out, and a sword light was like electricity, directly taking Ma Xiong.

Before Ma Xiong could react, he felt a sword light flash in front of his eyes! A sword intent with a devastating aura suddenly enveloped his head!

Ma Xiong wanted to draw his sword to resist, but he only felt that his whole body's qi was locked by a cold and fierce aura, and he couldn't move at all.

But it was still too late, he only felt a chill on his neck, and then he found himself suddenly flying into the air, and what made him feel strange was that his body stood still and did not move, and blood spurted out from the headless neck......

"What a fast sword!" the last thought flashed through Ma Xiong's mind, and then his mind sank into darkness forever.

Spike!

Ma Xiong is a rogue who has been famous for many years, and his cultivation was as early as the middle and late stages of Jindan, but he was killed by Xin Yan with a sword.

Everyone was stunned.

"Kill!" Xin Yan didn't stop, the spirit night in his hand was raised again, and among the cultivators piled together, several heads immediately flew up, setting off a bloody rain.

"Kill!"

Mo Zheng led the war department to launch an assault from the gap opened by Xin Yan, and in an instant, more than twenty cultivators were killed.

The cultivators present were all shocked and inexplicable, no one thought that Xin Yan and the Lingxiao Sect's war department would be so ruthless.

"What a guts!"

Yu Heng secretly praised in his heart.

Xin Yan and the disciples guarding the pass, but there were only twenty-one people, and when they faced the surge of cultivators, they dared to launch a charge.

"Kill!"

Xin Yan let out a loud cry and once again slashed one of Ma Xiong's Jindan cultivators under the sword, red blood gushing out from his neck, stirring up a blood mist in the sky......

"Kill!"

Mo Zheng and the disciples guarding the gate also launched a charge again, killing the surviving bandits, and for a while, the blood flowed like a river in front of the east gate of the Lingxiao Sect, and the corpses were all over the field, becoming a human purgatory.

Soon there were no more cultivators standing within the red line drawn by Xin Yan.

The cultivators standing outside the red line looked at such a tragic scene, and they were all frightened, and they scrambled to retreat to the rear like a tide, lest they themselves also become Xin Yan's target.

Xin Yan held a flying sword in his hand, looked at the cultivator under the mountain coldly and said, "Those who dare to cross this red line will die!"

His voice was soft, but everyone felt a wave of fear in their hearts. All the cultivators present were taken aback and stepped back one after another.

"So fast, so accurate, what a fierce sword!"

Yu Heng stood in the crowd, dumbfounded. His knowledge is far beyond ordinary people, and he can see every sword of Xin Yan just now. Xin Yan's sword moves are extremely simple, without any superfluous movements, which makes his sword faster, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as fast as a streamer, and his sword is fast and accurate, each sword goes straight to the weakest point of the opponent's defense, and never misses.

What made Yu Heng feel the most terrifying was the killing intent in Xin Yan's eyes, he was like a ruthless butcher, putting one cultivator after another to the ground......

"Bloody Hand Butcher!"

After this battle, Xin Yan had another name. As soon as people mention Xin Yan, they will think of the killing in front of the mountain gate of the Lingxiao Sect, and the terrible red line that Xin Yan drew in front of the mountain gate of the Lingxiao Sect with the blood of hundreds of cultivators.

From then on, without permission, no one dared to approach within thirty zhang of the Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate.

......

Mao Sen and the others were guarding the west gate, and they did not know about the bloody battle that took place at the east gate.

He Sheng looked bored and said, "I don't know how the fight is going at the East Gate now?"

Mao Liang said: "No matter how capable Xin Yan is, he is not the opponent of Ma Xiong and others, maybe the head of the family will let us go over to help in a while!"

"Help?" Meng Yunfei was extremely slashed by Xin Yan at the sword test meeting, and he hated to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh, he gritted his teeth and said: "Lao Tzu didn't go to help that stinky begging for food! If you want to go, you have to wait for Xin Yan to be cut into meat sauce by Ma Xiong and others." ”

He Zidu nodded and said, "Senior Brother Meng, this is a good idea. We'll drag it out for a while. I'd like to see how this thief dies. ”

While several people were discussing, one of the messenger disciples hurriedly came and reported to the others: "Report! From the east gate, there is news that Ma Xiong and more than 100 thieves from his department tried to storm the mountain gate, and were killed by Senior Brother Xin Yan and the disciples guarding the gate. ”

"What?"

When Meng Yunfei and the others heard the news, they all thought that they had heard it wrong.

Mao Sen, who had been silent, also suddenly opened his eyes, and he said to the disciple of the communication: "What you said is the truth?"

The disciple said: "Ma Xiong and more than 100 other thieves were beheaded in front of the battle by Senior Brother Xin Yan and the disciples guarding the gate. If the uncles don't believe it, there is a messenger to prove it. ”

Mao Sen took the talisman and looked at it for a long time, then said: "I didn't expect that in less than a year, Xin Yan's thief would become so powerful!"

Meng Yunfei said: "Senior brother, don't grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige." Like horses, bears, thieves, and the like, they are just a rabble, so why is it difficult to kill them? Hmph, if these thieves crash into our hands, we must kill them all over the field. ”

He Zidu echoed: "Senior Brother Meng is right, what is it to kill a few thieves. If we had a bunch of thieves here, we would be able to kill them faster. ”

"Okay! ”

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded in front of the pass.

Meng Yunfei and the others took a look, only to find that there were three more cultivators in golden silk brocade robes in front of the West Gate Gate. The person in the center is burly, with red hair like fire, and a strong red aura on his body.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with a thin body and sharp beak, wearing a wide brocade robe on his body, empty, and clutching a black bamboo cane in his hand.

The other person was a charred, sickly face, but holding a long, large black flying sword in his hand.

Meng Yunfei and Mao Liang and the others glanced at each other, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes, these three people actually touched the front of the pass unconsciously, and they didn't notice it. This can only mean one thing, these three guys are not easy to mess with.

Meng Yunfei froze, pointed to the three of them and asked, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

The burly, red-haired guy laughed and said, "Of course we're rogues." I heard that a few people wanted to kill the rogues, so we sent them to the door and cut them down. ”

When Meng Yunfei and the others heard this, they were all stunned, judging from the tone of the other party, it was obvious that they did not take them in their eyes. And the most terrifying thing is that they can't see through each other's cultivation at all, let alone know each other's origins.

However, Meng Yunfei, Mao Liang, He Sheng, He Zidu and other children of the family have always been arrogant, they think that no matter how powerful the other party is, there are only three people, and there are five Jindan masters on their side. Moreover, this place is not far from Lingxiao Peak, in case something happens, Mao Lie, Meng Jinsheng and others can also rush to support in an instant.

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Yunfei's waist suddenly stiffened, and he pointed to the three of them: "Hmph, who are you? Why did you break into my Lingxiao Sect Mountain Gate? You had better be honest, otherwise don't blame us for being polite." ”

The red-haired guy laughed and said, "Didn't I tell you? We are rogues, and we came to cut a few of them?" He sighed pretending to be like this: "Alas, it is said that there are many talented people in the new generation of disciples of the Lingxiao Sect, but I didn't expect them to be such stupid and stupid as cattle." ”

"You, looking for death!" How could Meng Yunfei stand such an insult, he shouted angrily, and he had already taken out his flying sword. This is a silver-white flying sword, and the body of the sword is engraved with countless golden runes, which makes the flying sword look like a silver-white Su Lian, embroidered with golden patterns.

The name of this sword is Sujin, and it is the top of the five ranks.

After Meng Yunfei condensed into a golden pill, Meng Jinlong carefully selected this flying sword from the Kunlun treasury and gave it to him as a sword.

The red-haired guy looked at this flying sword, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but soon, his face was full of indifferent smiles, and he said: "The sword is not bad, I don't know if it will be used!" See if it's your sword, or my neck?"

Saying that, he stretched his neck and remained motionless, as if he was waiting for Meng Yunfei to come and cut it.

"Since you are looking for your own death, then you can't blame me!

How could Meng Yunfei not hear the other party's humiliation, he shouted angrily, and the sword momentum was launched, only to see a gold and silver sword light like a match, sweeping towards the red-haired guy like fire.

"Gold and silver slash!"

Meng Yunfei's sword was extremely angry, extremely powerful, and if the red-haired guy was hit by the sword intent, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Hahaha, what kind of bullshit sword trick is this?"

Seeing that the sword intent was about to attack his body, the red-haired guy still didn't care about it. Just as Meng Yunfei's sword was about to slash at his neck, a sudden change occurred, and the red-haired guy suddenly disappeared in place.

Meng Yunfei missed with a sword, and secretly screamed in his heart. He hurriedly withdrew and retreated, wanting to retreat to the pass, forming a formation with Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zi to fight against the three strange people in front of the pass.

"Hahaha, you take me too!"

The red-haired guy was like a ghost, and suddenly appeared behind Meng Yunfei, and in a few moments, there was already a sword like a flame in his hand, and a dazzling sword was like an erupting volcano, blooming in his hand without warning! An extremely terrifying sword slashed from the top of Meng Yunfei's head.

There is no trickery in this knife, and it is even a little simple and crude, but this knife is extremely amazing in terms of speed and power. To make matters worse, the knife slashed right at Meng Yunfei's side, which was exactly where his defense was open. Meng Yunfei wanted to return to the sword to defend, but no matter what, it was too late.

"Thief dares!"

Seeing that Meng Yunfei was in danger, Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zi couldn't take care of it, and they all took out their swords and attacked the red-haired guy.

"Hmph, do you want to rely on more to win?"

The middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks snorted coldly, and the black bamboo cane in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into three sharp and sharp Senhan swords, which appeared in front of Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zidu out of thin air.

"Ahh

Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zi all knew each other very well, and they couldn't care about rescuing Meng Yunfei anymore, so they stopped one after another and returned to their swords to block.

The middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks took out his sword very quickly, and in an instant, he had attacked hundreds of swords, killing Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zi all three of them only had the ability to parry, and they had no power to fight back.

Mao Sen neither joined the battle between Mao Liang, He Sheng, and He Zidu and the middle-aged man with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks, nor did he come out of his sword to aid Meng Yunfei, he held the flying sword tightly in his hand, like a wax statue, and confronted the strange man in front of him with a scorched face and a sickly face.

The sickly-looking stranger, whose face was scorched, did not move, and he stood there sickly, his body looking weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Maussen and the sickly-looking eccentric stood like this, neither of them moving, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.