quiet

Deathly silence.

After the sound spread, it was like an invisible hurricane blowing, causing the faces of everyone present to change immediately.

What frightened them even more was the death of the old man of the Vajra Gate.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of them in disbelief, their eyes full of shock.

A great grandmaster died in front of their eyes without any resistance.

Many Jianghu forces from Daming are quite calm in their hearts, after all, Daming Wu'anhou's record in the rivers and lakes is fought with one knife at a time.

Even if they are dissatisfied in their hearts, they have to admit that this Wu'an Hou is already a legend in the entire rivers and lakes.

The dignified Shaolin was not also destroyed under the butcher's knife of Jinyiwei.

The battle of fame after the marquis was to lead the Jinyi Guard to destroy Shaolin.

But for the people in the Western Regions, as well as the people in various Mongolian tribes, it set off a storm in their hearts.

A great master was worshiped as a guru in all the tribes of Mongolia, and the great khans of several large tribes saw him and treated each other with courtesy.

It took a long time for someone to come back to their senses from their astonishment, and soon there was a series of inhalations, one after another.

There were even many people who staggered back and sat on the ground in panic, looking frightened.

The scene just now was so terrifying that they felt like a mountain had fallen from the sky.

The Tantric Sect in the far west looked surprised, and a trace of imperceptible horror flashed in the eyes of many people.

Vajra is not a tantric sect, but they have dealt with each other.

Any great grandmaster is not a weakling, and there is no picture of a fierce battle as they imagined, just a finger can bury a great grandmaster.

Even that Vajra Gate Grand Master didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.

It gives them a very unreal feeling.

How strong is this guy?

I heard that this Wu'an Hou is the best at using knives, and he is known as the sword god in the Daming rivers and lakes, but he didn't see him make a move just now.

Is it unworthy?

What the old man said before was more like a joke.

tried his best to provoke the contradictions between the Ming Dynasty and the Western Regions, but in the current situation, who would dare to do it?

The expressions on the faces of the Demon Dao people, who were still angry, were even more like they were frozen, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

As the old man of King Kong Gate said, in this matter, the Demon Dao must not stand with the Ming people, let alone the Ming court.

If this news spreads, it will inevitably be hostile to all forces in the Western Regions.

The words they were about to accuse Luo Baiqiu came to their lips, but they couldn't say it anyway.

For a while, the scene was extremely quiet.

The wind is howling.

Lin Mang lifted the cloak fluttering in the wind, looked down on everyone, and said calmly: "Ben Hou's words ......"

"Did you hear me!?"

The wind is light!

However, when it fell on the ears of the people in the rivers and lakes, it was like a thunderclap on the ground, which shook their hearts wildly.

The faces of the crowd were extremely ugly.

There was a wave of anger suppressed in their hearts.

And the people of Daming Jianghu in the east of the Moon River have an inexplicable sense of pleasure at this moment.

Looking at the angry appearance of these Western Regions forces, there was some schadenfreude.

Now the entire rivers and lakes of Daming are under the surveillance of Jinyiwei, and many people in the rivers and lakes are disgusted with Jinyiwei, which makes them feel very uncomfortable.

But now that I have changed to a person from the Western Regions, I don't know why, I am still a little happy.

The leaders of the Mongolian tribes north of the Moon River were solemn at the moment.

They are the people who are most reluctant to see the Ming Dynasty strong.

The fact that there is such a strong man now is by no means good news for the Mongolian ministries.

A man dressed in Mongolian aristocratic costumes looked into the distance and said in a condensed voice, "Is he Lin Mang?" ”

This man was the fourth son of Altan Khan of the Tumut tribe, and put that history.

This time, the ancient kingdom of Loulan appeared, and all the Tumut tribes closest to the Western Regions naturally received the news.

The news that there is an elixir in the ancient kingdom of Loulan has attracted the attention of the leaders of the Mongolian tribes.

A Mongolian general dressed in armor behind him nodded and said, "That's right, this person was the one who stopped our coalition army heading to Ningxia in the first place. ”

According to the official history, Altan Khan had already died at this time, but today's Altan Khan is still strong and strong.

Retracted his gaze from Nashi and said coldly: "If this person is not removed, it will be difficult for my Tumut Department to go south in the future." ”

The original alliance with Ningxia Bibai was facilitated by him.

"Father Khan is already old, and he has long lost his ambition!"

"My golden family shouldn't stay in the grassland, whether it is Daming or here, it was once the territory of my golden family."

"One day, I'll take them back!"

Said that history very solemnly.

Obviously the fertile soil was in front of him, but his father Khan was afraid of the might of the Han people and was reluctant to go south.

The Mongolian general on the side hesitated for a moment and persuaded: "Fourth prince, this time we should focus on the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan. ”

glanced at Shi Xuan at him, and said, "Don't worry, I know the seriousness of the matter." ”

"But if there is a chance, I will get rid of him!"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, the situation in the field changed again.

Pixiu walked forward slowly, exuding a monstrous fierce momentum.

Purple arcs of electricity spread along the sand in all directions, sending out countless electric lights.

Every time Pixiu took a step forward, the people in the Western Regions in the south couldn't help but take a step back.

The faces of the crowd were gloomy.

Although he felt extremely angry in his heart, no one dared to make a rash move at this time.

Although there were many people present, except for the old man of the Vajra Gate at the beginning, there was no great master.

What's more, just now, the great master of the Vajra Gate died in front of them.

The inner shame made everyone more and more angry.

Many people were full of bruises, staring at Lin Mang angrily, and some people couldn't help but say, "Central Plains people, what do you want to do?" ”

"Everyone is here for the relics of the ancient country of Loulan, we have no grudges, why should you be aggressive."

They really can't stand this oppressive atmosphere, anyway, it's a big deal.

Daring to come to find the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan is also determined to die.

The words of several people were unanimously echoed by everyone.

In front of everyone's eyes, but they were forced to retreat again and again by the people of the Ming Dynasty, and spread it out, wouldn't it make people laugh?

In the final analysis, this is the Western Regions, not the Ming Dynasty after all.

The people who had been retreating also stopped.

Suddenly,

A chuckle rang in everyone's ears.

Lin Mang looked at everyone with a smile, but his tone was extremely indifferent: "It seems that you still haven't understood what Ben Hou said." ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Some people had doubts in their hearts and wondered, "What do you mean? ”

However, when everyone reacted, a terrifying sword intent instantly swept the audience.

The ultimate cold killing intent is like a man's back!

Many people turned pale with shock.

There was a trace of panic and uneasiness in everyone's hearts, as if they smelled the breath of death.

Lin Mang said coldly: "Do you still remember Benhou's words? ”

"But apparently, you didn't get it!"

As soon as the words fell, countless sword qi slashed through the void in an instant.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Blood splattered!

The first to bear the brunt were the remaining Vajra disciples from before, as well as many Zoroastrian disciples.

Hundreds of heads rose to the sky on the spot, their faces full of horror.

The disciples of the surrounding sects were more or less affected.

The mournful wails rang out endlessly.

This sudden scene directly frightened everyone.

Even the rest of the forces were caught off guard and shocked.

With so many people, could it be that he really wants to kill them all?

This is the Western Regions!

If you really do this, won't you want to arouse the hostility of the entire Western Regions?

Many Jianghu forces from Daming looked at each other silently and felt a deep chill.

Unexpectedly, this Wu'an Hou came to the Western Regions, and he was even more domineering.

Many people were terrified and fled into the distance in a panic, but some people were full of anger and roared: "Da Mingren, you are too much!" ”

"Everyone!"

"Kill it!"

"This guy didn't intend to let us go!"

"Kill him!"

"There are so many of us, are we still afraid that they won't make it!"

"Kill him!"

"Fight with him!"

"Fight with them!"

In the crowd, a heart-rending roar rang out.

Several grandmasters even killed directly towards Lin Mang.

But after only a few steps, the corpse was separated, and blood splattered on the spot.

Angry-eyed heads rolled down the sand.

The roar was mixed with wailing, echoing in the ears of the crowd.

The people in the White Camel Villa hiding in the Tantric territory were happy.

The disciples in the village looked at Ouyang Jian, the young master of the village, and the dissatisfaction in his heart was suddenly swept away, full of admiration.

If it weren't for the wisdom of the young owner, it is estimated that they would have become dead souls at this moment.

As everyone knows, Ouyang Jian was also very confused in his heart at this moment.

Looking at the prospect in front of me, I felt a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe in my heart.

Luckily, I was fast enough.

Crowds!

Disciples from various factions in the Western Regions rushed forward one after another, but soon they fell down like waves of wheat in a storm.

Many people who are not determined have fled in fright.

Several Six Realm Grandmasters from each faction stood in the distance, not making a move, but their expressions were unusually gloomy.

Lin Mang stood on top of Pixiu, looking down on everyone with an indifferent expression.

"Get on your knees!"

All the brocade guards shouted in unison, their voices were like thunder, and their bodies exuded a strong evil aura.

"Get on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

The invisible momentum oppressed everyone and put a lot of pressure on everyone.

Anger and horror filled their hearts, making them extremely conflicted.

"Enough!"

Just when everyone in the Western Regions was panicking, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

Immediately after, four figures came quickly.

At first, I could only faintly see the figure of a mold lake, but soon it came to everyone's eyes.

The four of them exuded a cold aura around them, staring at Lin Mang with gloomy expressions.

Inadvertently, it attracted the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

Seeing the four of them, the tense hearts of the grandmasters were relieved.

One of the four was a woman, dressed as a Persian, from Zoroastrianism.

Two of them were dressed in black robes, two old men in their eighties, one of whom was holding a cane.

As for the other person, it was a middle-aged man in a white robe, holding a folding fan, with an elegant appearance.

"Master Hou of the Ming Dynasty, have you gone too far?"

"They're all a group of ordinary disciples, so it's not worth your hands, right?"

An old man in a black robe spoke in a cold tone.

His body exuded a terrifying majesty, and under the shock of the true yuan around him, his robe hunted and hunted.

"Who made them disobedient!"

Lin Mang directly ignored the gloomy gazes of the four of them, and chuckled: "Ben Hou thought that you would not come out. ”

Hearing this, the faces of the four immediately changed.

"You did it on purpose?"

The appearance of the four people was also a last resort.

After the death of the Grand Master of the Vajra Gate, he planned to hide for the time being.

But Lin Mang's next move disrupted their plans.

Among these people are their disciples, and they are all the elite of the sect, if there are too many casualties, the sect will not be able to accept them in the future.

But Lin Mang's words made them feel a little uneasy.

Lin Mang shrugged his shoulders slightly, looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "There are a little few people who come out!" ”

"Since this deceitful ruin hasn't been opened yet, it's better to warm up."

"Compared to them, Ben Hou still thinks it's more interesting to kill you."

"What?"

The faces of the four changed slightly.

"Humph!" The Great Grandmaster from the Zoroastrian Sect, Kassandan snorted coldly and said coldly: "Arrogance! ”

"Central Plains people, just you, don't you still want to fight with the four of us?"

"What's in it for you?"

"If you are willing to apologize, we can not blame the past."

Kassandan may seem angry, but not really arrogant.

There was a faint threat in his words, and he even pulled the three people around him into the water together.

The ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan never appeared, and no one wanted to fight to the death, and in the end they cheapened others for nothing.

Now there will be no shortage of great masters hidden near this Moon River.

They don't know the situation in the Central Plains and the grasslands, but Tantra still knows a little.

Tantra is already powerful in the Western Regions, so how can it really be that only a few grandmasters have come this time.

"Boom!"

In response, there was only a crisp knife sound.

Lin Mang's figure disappeared from Pixiu's back in an instant, so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

In an instant, "Doppelganger Demon Shadow" unfolded, conjuring up hundreds of figures, which were difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

The four of them were shocked at the same time.

"Be careful!"

The black-robed old man let out a cry of surprise, and in an instant, he picked up the fiery palm and slapped it out with one palm.

The three people around him used their own means at the same time and retreated one after another.

The fiery palm shattered several phantoms, and the spilling flames scorched the sand incomparably hot.

At this moment,

The old man suddenly felt a chill welling up behind him.

"Not good!"

This idea had just been born, and an incomparably sharp sword aura crept in.

The cold blade seemed to tear through his clothes, piercing his skin and digging deep into his bone marrow.

At that moment, the old man's body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Kill the gods!

Unbeatable speed!

Amazing knife moves!

The old man roared angrily, and he didn't care about the image anymore, so he rushed forward, intending to dodge the knife.

The sword qi hit the key point in an instant.

"Whew!"

The embroidered spring knife pierced through his throat, and his body remained in a forward posture.

[Energy +3000000]

Pure Yang True Yuan instantly flowed all over his body, burning tendons, veins, and bones.

The other three had just shattered the phantom in front of them when they saw this scene, and their hearts suddenly jumped.

"How so?" Another old man exclaimed.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of them, the old man's body was quickly burned in the flames.

The people watching the battle from a distance were stunned for a while, their minds were in a trance, and they were silent for a long time.

Many of them have only heard of Wu Anhou's achievements and rumors, but they have never seen a shot.

Today's scene gave them a great visual impact.

Watching the legendary Great Grandmaster die one after another, they couldn't tell for a while, was the Great Grandmaster too weak, or this Wu'an Hou was too strong?

Especially many of the Six Realms Grandmasters.

What they are looking for is to become a great master, but when they see today's scene, they can't help but wonder in their hearts, what is the point of their pursuit?

Is there a difference between the Six Realms Grandmaster and the Great Grandmaster?

Lin Mang withdrew his knife, looked at the three of them with a calm expression, and said, "It seems that you think too highly of yourself." ”

"You're not as strong as you think."

When the last word fell, Lin Mang's figure disappeared in place again.

Wind and sand light roll!

The faces of the three of them changed in unison.

The three of them looked at each other, and the Zoroastrian Kassandan shouted: "Shoot together, otherwise all of us will die today!" ”

At the same time, Kassandan roared: "Everyone! ”

"Aren't you going to do it yet?"

"If you don't get rid of this person, which of you can get the things in this Loulangu country?"

A voice of panic spread in all directions.

Kassandan knew very well that there must be people around here.

Only by pulling them into the water together will they have a chance to live.

But she underestimated humanity.

At this moment, who wants to take the lead easily.

In fact, everyone can see that this Wu Anhou is very strong, even terrifying.

That's why they're reluctant to take risks.

They hide in the shadows, and they have no grudge against him, so why meddle.

Their goal is the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan.

Some people have lived for more than a hundred years, and for them, whether it is the sect or the disciples in the sect, it is not as important as becoming a land true immortal.

Unable to get a response, Cassandan's heart sank and his expression was gloomy.

But at the moment, she didn't care to think a lot.

Something slipped out of her sleeve, it was the Holy Flame Order.

The Flame True Yuan radiated from all directions with the Holy Flame Order, gushing out like a raging flame, forming a huge river of fire.

Dozens of figures dissipated under the flames.

The middle-aged man holding a feather fan on the side snorted softly, and the cold ice true yuan spread.

Countless snowflakes appeared in the surrounding world, and the vast snow looked exceptionally beautiful.

It is the mastery of the Snow Mountain School, the Snow Mountain Sword Technique.

In the snowflakes, there is an extremely strong sword aura.

This person was once known as the "gentleman in white" in the Western Regions, and he even learned the unique cold magic skills of the Snow Mountain School.

If a cold True Yuan hits someone, he will die within three hours.

It is rumored that if you practice to perfection, you can freeze for thousands of miles, and there may not be thousands of miles, but there should still be a hundred miles.

The True Yuan gathered the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to form snowflakes in the sky, and a layer of cold mist filled the air.

The dark blue mist is everywhere!

The ground was covered with countless ice crystals, and the snowflakes seemed to freeze everything.

At the same time, the old man holding a cane used the cane as a gun, and stabbed out with a single shot, containing an incomparably majestic true element.

Phantoms shattered in an instant.

"Boom!"

With a violent sound of Jin Ge colliding, the embroidered spring knife slashed on the crutches.

Under the frightened gaze of the old man, the embroidered spring knife directly separated the old man's crutches from the middle, and the knife qi rushed to his face.

The old man hurriedly retreated, his figure was in disarray, and he shouted urgently: "Help me!" ”

"Help me!

”

Hearing this, the two of them didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly stepped forward, intending to stop Lin Mang, and the shot was even more ruthless.

Kassandan waved the Holy Fire Order in his hand and smashed out one after another fiery pythons, and there was a faint shadow of a great shift in his kung fu.

And Shen Tuhai of the Snow Mountain Sect waved a "Xuan Ice Palm", the air froze, and the ice mist attacked Lin Mang.

The purpose of the two is very simple, they want to force Lin Mang back.

At this moment, a violent hurricane swept around Lin Mang.

Aeolus legs!

The wind on the legs was like thunder, whistling, bursting out with endless thunder sounds.

"Be careful!"

Kasandan from Zoroastrianism looked shocked and hurriedly reminded him.

At the same time, the seal in his hand was quickly sealed, urging the true element, and the flame turned into a fire phoenix, flapping its wings out.

Where the fire phoenix passed, the sand and stones on the ground were scorched and crystal clear.

Suddenly, Lin Mang's speed skyrocketed, and only a streamer flashed in the eyes of the two.

In an instant, a sliver of blood bloomed in front of the eyes of the two of them.

Splatters of blood spilled on their faces.

Half of the old man's body with a cane shattered instantly.

With the death of the old man, the remaining Zoroastrian Kasandan and Shen Tuhai of the Snow Mountain Sect were horrified.

The two glanced at each other and quickly retreated with a tacit understanding.

Dust rolling!

Kassandan waved the Holy Fire Order, and the flames gushed out, taking the opportunity to quickly retreat.

Shen Tuhai also performed the light skill of the Snow Mountain School "flying with the wind", and the image of his body disappeared in the wind and snow.

But soon, the two of them were shocked again, and Tong Kong shrank.

The power of heaven and earth around them seemed to be imprisoned, constantly squeezing the two of them.

"Harness the heavens and the earth!"

The two of them were inevitably startled in their hearts, and then they felt an amazing sword aura coming from behind.

In a hurry, Kasandan shouted: "Wu Anhou, wait! ”

"We can work together!"

"Do you want someone else to pick up the bargain?"

"Even if you kill us, your strength will be greatly reduced, and when you enter the ancient country of Loulan, others will not let you go."

"We will work together to capture the treasures for you!"

What Kassandan said is exactly what many people think.

Rather than taking the plunge at the moment, they are still more willing to pick up the ready-made ones at the end.

In the Ming Dynasty, it is natural to be afraid of the imperial court, but this is the Western Regions, and no one really takes the identity of "Marquis Wu'an" in their eyes.

Almost at the same time, the sword qi containing the power of the terrifying heaven and earth slashed head-on.

Break the sky!

With a single sword, the boundless sword qi slashed through the flames spawned by the Zoroastrian Kassandan, and then slashed at the Holy Fire Order with lightning speed.

"Peng!"

The terrifying force of the sword fell, and the blood on Kasandan's arms splattered, and the Holy Fire Order in his hand was also torn apart.

The knife momentum has skyrocketed!

The Zoroastrian Kassandan was separated from top to bottom.

[Energy +5500000]

The strong winds generated were like tornado storms, kicking up sand and dust on the ground within a radius of 30 zhang.

The people around the Moon River retreated in fright, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

Lin Mang drew his knife and smiled coldly.

If there is a real chance, these people will definitely be the first to kill themselves.

really entered the secret realm, and once he was born, he was the one who was controlled.

Seeing the tragic situation of Zoroastrian Kasandan, Shen Tuhai was completely shocked in his heart.

Immediately, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he no longer fled to the south, but to the tantric people in the west.

Woe to the East!

Originally, he didn't want to do it, but at this moment he had no choice.

The north is too far away, and the east is the people of the Ming Dynasty, and no one dares to guarantee what will happen.

Only the west is the territory of Tantra, and since they don't want to come out, then he forces these people to come out.

Seeing Shen Tuhai rushing towards them, the faces of the people in the Western Regions Tantric Sect changed greatly.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go, get out of here!"

The Tantric Sect was still taken aback, and Ouyang Jian did not hesitate to urge everyone to leave and ran directly towards the north.

Seeing this scene, the Tantric Sect also reacted in time and quickly retreated.

One by one, they scolded Shen Tuhai in their hearts for being despicable.

Shen Tuhai sped up his speed, even at the cost of burning his qi and blood.

Lin Mang's face was expressionless, he stepped down with a knife, exerted his Fengshen legs, and quickly chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, he came behind Shen Tuhai and slashed at Shen Tuhai with a knife.

In a hurry, Shen Tuhai stretched out his hand, and a terrifying suction burst out from his palm, sucking a tantric monk with true yuan.

He then lifted it up in front of him.

The people around who watched this scene scolded despicable.

It is shameful that a great grandmaster in the hall has used such despicable means.

Shen Tuhai roared: "Don't think about it if I die!" ”

Almost instantly, the "Cold Pole Divine Skill" was cast, and the cold fog around it was filled, freezing dozens of Tantric disciples into ice cubes.

A cold mist lingered in all directions.

His intention was obvious, that is, to force the strong man of Tantra to show up.

"Amitabha~"

As the Buddha horn fell, a soft sigh sounded in the distance.

An old monk dressed in tantric clothes walked slowly, walking slowly.

"Why should the Lord of Shen trouble them?"

Shen Tu Hai Tong Kong Meng shrank, and before he had time to answer the words of the tantric master, the sword qi was already full of eyes.

"Poof!"

Ling Yan's sword qi first tore through the tantric disciple he held in his hand, and then slashed at his chest.

The pure white robe was stained red with blood.

Shen Tuhai vomited blood and fell backwards.

"Poof!"

Shen Tuhai let out a breath and laughed: "Haha! ”

"Don't think about it if I die!"

Killing the Tantric people openly, this grudge is destined to be settled.

Lin Mang glanced at Shen Tuhai coldly, his figure flickered, and he smashed the ice crystals condensed in front of Shen Tuhai with a knife.

The knife continued unabated, slashing at Shen Tuhai's chest at an extremely fast speed, slashing him upside down and falling to the ground.

[Energy +500000]

With Shen Tuhai's death, the frozen ice shattered.

The Venerable Master from Tantra frowned slightly, and the compassion on his face was gone.

The atmosphere in the field instantly became solemn.

At swords' points!

Just as everyone was immersed in it, a full moon emerged from the dark clouds in the sky.

The moonlight shone on the former site of the Moon River.

Suddenly, the white moonlight reflected a pillar of light on the ground.

Suddenly, countless scenes emerged from it.

A magnificent city wall looms and is full of people.

The streets are densely packed with people.

In the sky of the ancient city, there seem to be countless graceful women from the Western Regions dancing.

"The ancient kingdom of Loulan is here!"

I don't know who roared, and it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes converged on the vision that appeared in the pillar of white light, and their hearts were shocked, and the sound of inhalation came and went.