"Amitabha, female Tanyue, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

The generous sound of mercy covers the wind and rain, and its meaning is merciful, and its voice is soft, as if it can cross all the people in the world.

Monk Tan's fall became more and more sick, the silver moon shovel was cold, and his complexion was also reflected in a pale, and the red sword under him was like a candle in the wind, gradually becoming weaker.

"Ding", in the wind and rain, the two figures were separated at once, and the silver moon shovel slapped away the long knife with a move, and the cold cold air swept down with a tricky internal force, sweeping away the last bit of red mang.

At the end of the strong, he also dared to be arrogant.

With a successful move, Monk Tan couldn't help but look pale, and suddenly felt a light palm, and when he looked at it intently, he saw the long knife falling in mid-air, but no one was there.

Not good!

He was so frightened that he didn't have time to think about it, and the silver moon shovel immediately slammed towards the cliff beside him, wanting to use the power of this blow to change his body, and at the same time he was angry and dantian, and slapped his palm behind him.

This palm he carried twelve percent of the internal force, mighty, but when he heard a "bang", the palm wind hit a hard object, and the scattered debris rubbed his cheeks, like gravel or hardwood, he Huo Ran changed color, and was about to take a closer look, and his chest suddenly cooled.

He lowered his head, and saw a red light peeking through the placket.

The crimson glow was small at first, but soon, a large stream of blood gushing out of his heart enlarged the little red streak and gradually turned into a cloud of crimson blood.

He looked at the blood flower in disbelief, but the silver moon shovel in his hand still hit the cliff wall by inertia, and his body spun uncontrollably half a circle, towards his back.

The sound of hooves was obtained, stepping through the wind and rain in the mountains, a carriage was speeding towards the distance, and the girl on the carriage was wearing a robe, wearing a hat, holding a longbow, and saluting from afar:

"Concession."

The clear sound is like the song of a mountain bird, and it is endless.

This is the last voice that Monk Tan hears in this world.

"Poof", his body fell from a height, and his eyes were wide open and he looked at the distant carriage, his eyes were dilated, and he was no longer alive.

The valley was thunderous, but the carriage went very smoothly, and in a short time it was far beyond the wind and rain.

Somewhere behind the cliff, Yu Wenhong held his breath, holding the thin sword at his waist with one hand, and his eyes surged with horror that could not be concealed.

Nearly annihilated.

Among the good hands he brought, the only ones who are still alive are him and the pair of mandarin duck swords.

What kind of monsters are there in the mysterious mountain villa?

Yu Wenhong's cheek muscles trembled, and his upright facial features were distorted.

Not to mention the scraps of the five tigers in the river, only to talk about the fast sword Pan Sheng and Monk Tan, the martial arts of these two people are not weak, and they have made a little name in the rivers and lakes. But under the hands of this bow woman, the two of them didn't even finish a move, and they were killed.

There are also the mandarin duck double swords Yang Xiong and Qian Xiaocui husband and wife, who have been famous for many years, and a set of Liangyi swordsmanship is superb, even if he is a jade flute scholar in person, he has to converge one or two.

However, this mandarin duck double sword only made one move against the woman, and she was injured and lost. And at this point, Yu Wenhong cherishes the couple with each other.

To be able to become a living master on the rivers and lakes, martial arts will naturally not be too bad, and the more important thing is to know the opportunity.

The Five Tigers of Hejian fall into this category. It's a pity that their lives are not good, and they collided with two demon girls in the villa, and they don't know who they provoked until they died.

Are there so many masters in the villa?

If the feeling of viewing is weird and gloomy, then the feeling of this woman who is good at bowing and arrows is indomitable and invincible.

Yu Wenhong personally passed a trick with her, and witnessed her escorting the mother and daughter of the Cheng family to the Thunder Valley, all the way is to fight fast, to force strong, the spirit of war is strong, Yu Wenhong has traveled to the rivers and lakes for nearly 20 years, and has only seen it in a few top masters.

But this woman is not very old next year, where did she cultivate this rare strongness in the world?

When thinking like this, Yu Wenhong's heart suddenly moved.

Slowly, it is said that there seems to be a "brave" department in the villa, is this girl from which part?

But that still didn't give him relief.

Looking at this woman's dress and appearance, I am afraid that her age is younger than that of Guanguan, but her martial arts are superb, and her skills are beyond imagination......

Is there a secret art in the villa?

After thinking about this for a lifetime, Yu Wenhong's eyes surged with fanaticism.

He also had a lot of adventures in his early years, but due to the limitations of his qualifications, he only learned this set of "Smoke and Rain Sword Technique".

Now, the realm is stuck in the sixth layer, and it will take time to break through, so I only need to fight a few more games with the masters, and maybe I can have an epiphany. But unfortunately, at this critical moment, he encountered a strong opponent that was difficult to match, and he was defeated without a fight, so that the already loose pass was stuck again, and the resistance became more and more great.

Especially Fang Cai, he was actually shocked back twice by the woman who made the bow, and he clearly had a good chance to make a move, but he couldn't even pull out the sword, and the sword heart was already covered with dust.

As a swordsman, he no longer has the meaning of "the sword is straight and unyielding", and at this time, he doesn't need to draw his sword to know that the sword of "Feiyan" is likely to have a crack.

Fortunately, he had already broken off his righteousness, and he only practiced a sword in his life, and he never had any scruples about right and wrong, and his state of mind was still extremely strong, and after this incident, he became more and more aroused to win.

Kou can go, I can also go.

Yu Wenhong's face was flushed, his breathing was short, and his expression became more and more distorted.

If there is a secret technique in that mountain villa, it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and he will also break through.

He looked up at the sky and let the icy rain whipped against his face to calm his restlessness.

When his mind was slightly condensed, and he carefully discerned that there was no other sound around him, he jumped out of his hiding place and flew up to the top of the cliff.

The bloody body of the "Little Canglong Sword" Ding Lei is here.

Yuwen Hong really didn't lie to Monk Tan.

He did go after Ding Lei, and finally found him and killed him in the palm of his hand. And the reason why the body was hidden here was to prevent Monk Tan and others from questioning him afterwards why he didn't fight the woman who made the bow with them.

However, now that Monk Tan and the others are dead, Mandarin Duck Sword must also recuperate in the near future, and Ding Lei's body is no longer useful.

Yu Wenhong cut off Ding Lei's head, threw it far off the cliff, and put his body in the place where the beast was infested, turned back to Benlei Valley, picked up the body of Monk Tan, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a few vertical jumps.

………………

After ten years, Zhending Prefecture Zanhuang County.

The autumn rain that lasted for many days finally took a break on the day of the Bailu solar term.

However, although the rain had stopped, the weather was still not good, with heavy clouds covering the dome, and occasional sunlight spilling, only a few thin wisps, warm and warm, without warmth.

I'm going to the hospital tomorrow, and I have other things to do the day after tomorrow, so I'm going to take a leave of absence. If I can make it, I'll post it the day after tomorrow. Sorry dear, crawl away..................

(End of chapter)