When they heard this, they looked up, but they saw a figure standing on the top of the hill, and the rays of the sun were shining from behind him, so that they could not open their eyes and could not see his true face.

At the moment when everyone squinted, that person made a move!

The man jumped down from a height of more than ten feet, formed a claw with his right hand, and attacked everyone. Although Jiang Cheng had been prepared, he jumped up and fought with the man for a few moves, but he was in the backlit position, and one move was inaccurate, and he was clawed by the other party and flew back.

The man didn't give people a chance to breathe, took advantage of the situation to attack, his right hand became a claw and carried the black qi directly to Jiang Cheng's chest and abdomen, but Duanmuhong protected Jiang Cheng in front of him, and his left palm gave birth to a sticky force, which deflected the man's claws, and his right palm poked out, pressed on the man's chest, and spit out vigorously, which was the ninth style of the Paiyun palm - "Xieyun is uncertain".

The strength was like a thunderbolt, and the strength was enough to destroy the heart, the man tossed for a while, and spit out a mouthful of blood with "wow", and his body was bombarded on the mountain wall ten zhang away, and the mountain wall collapsed under the residual force of the palm, and the rubble buried the man's body in it.

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

……

There was a wailing all around, and the roads in front and behind were blocked by a large group of bandits, looking at the formation, there were as many as forty or fifty people coming!

When some of the bandits saw that their leader was buried deep in the rocks, apparently with no way out, they shouted:

"Kill them! Avenge the boss! ”

"Human! Suffer death! ”

These words immediately fell like a boulder into the well water, causing an uproar and igniting the anger of all the bandits.

Seeing the thief's expression was hideous and terrifying, as if he was going to divide himself and others into corpses, although everyone was brave and bold, they couldn't help but feel apprehensive in their hearts, Twilight Lan glared at Duanmu Hong, and was about to say something to blame, when he suddenly saw a cold glint in his eyes, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the words that came to his mouth were like ice, and he couldn't spit it out no matter what.

Those who felt the same way were those half-demon thieves who were originally furious, although their killing intent was very great, but they were far inferior to Duanmu Hong, who had killed tens of thousands of Qihu troops with his own hands, Duanmu Hong just glanced at it casually, which was enough to make them feel physically and mentally cold.

Duanmuhong sneered: "You also want to kill me? Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Xie Cangxing's heart sank: "What a strong killing intent!" How many people has this kid killed? ”

The thieves were silent, their brains had already gone blank under Duanmuhong's glance, and they had completely lost the ability to think.

"Hugh hurt my brother!"

At this time, a voice came from the pile of rocks, and everyone looked at it, but saw that the pile of rocks exploded, revealing the figure of the leader of the bandits.

Duanmuhong retracted the killing intent in his eyes, and the thieves finally regained their senses, stepped forward and said to the leader with concern: "Boss, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

The bandit struggled to his feet, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

Only then did everyone see the face of the person who came, this young man had a resolute expression, the corners of his eyes were distinct, his red hair was extremely messy, his handsome face looked a little embarrassed, his complexion was unnaturally blue-white, and the most eye-catching was his right arm, which was covered with strange and inexplicable red lines, and his palm was so dark green that it was almost black.

Obviously, he is not human.

The bandit leader stared coldly at Duanmuhong for a long time before he seemed to gather the strength of his whole body and said, "Human beings are ......, and they are only ...... Recruit, you should ...... Should...... Can...... Kill me? ”

Duanmu Hongling smiled: "Not bad! ”

The bandit leader snorted coldly and said, "Human...... I can't wait to ...... We're half ...... The devil is dead, why do you ......? ”

Duanmu Hong said: "If you kill people like other bandits, I will kill you!" Since you are only asking for goods to feed yourselves, I don't need to kill them all......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Xiahou Jinxuan's voice behind him: "Brother Jiang! How are you? ”

Duanmuhong turned around and looked back, but frowned, but saw Jiang Cheng leaning over, panting, and his body was filled with a dark red inexplicable aura, and the fierce aura in it was exactly the same as the aura engraved by Chi You.

"Is it the demonic energy in that claw that resonates with Chiyou's bloodline?"

Duanmu Hong's heart couldn't help sinking, he walked behind Jiang Cheng, carried the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" mental method, pressed his palm on his big vertebral acupoint, and sent the true qi into his body.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall! The devil is born from the heart, and the devil is destroyed from the heart! ”

Jiang Cheng heard this sound like a morning bell and a dusk drum at first glance, but there was a coolness in the Jueling platform, which immediately dispelled all kinds of depression and depression, and the terrifying inexplicable power in his body also fell silent and subsided a lot.

This inexplicable power had awakened as early as when he was ten years old. At that time, Jiang Cheng could control it by just exercising his qi and regulating it, and he didn't care. But as he gets older, this power is also rising, and in recent years, it has become more faintly out of control, Jiang Cheng also gradually knew that this was not an ordinary madness, and realized that he was different from his brothers and sisters, so he had always buried this matter in his heart for many years, even if he was facing his dearest master, he did not dare to reveal the matter.

"This breath ......" The bandit leader also saw the inexplicable aura emanating from Jiang Cheng's body, and said puzzledly: "You are clearly our kindred, why do you give your life to humans?" ”

Jiang Cheng gasped and said, "I, Jiang Cheng, am a disciple of the Folding Sword Villa, how can I be the same as you bandits?" ”

"This man ......"

The bandit leader was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Jiang Cheng, I wrote down your name...... If one day you have nowhere to go, you can come here to find Li Yan! Remove! ”

After all the thieves left, Xiahou Jinxuan asked, "Brother Jiang, do you feel better?" ”

At this time, the inexplicable aura on Jiang Cheng's body had faded, and his inner breath and mind had returned to normal, and he replied, "It's okay." As he spoke, he turned back to Duanmu Hong with a grateful look and said, "Thank you, Brother Duanmu, for helping me calm down!" ”

Duanmuhong smiled slightly and said, "Brother Jiang doesn't need to be polite. In his heart, he secretly said: "Look at Jiang Cheng's cultivation is only the seventh level of the grandmaster, but this demonic qi can be on par with the Xuanbing evil qi of the Jade Rabbit Fairy, and the Chiyou bloodline is really unreasonable!" ”

When he calmed Jiang Cheng's mind, he secretly used the "Nahai Sacred Heart Mantra" to absorb part of the demonic qi in Jiang Cheng's body, but he felt that the spiritual platform had suffered a violent impact, and immediately sealed the demonic qi in a trick hole, and studied it again in his spare time.

Xie Cangxing glanced at Jiang Cheng thoughtfully, and said, "The true qi in Brother Jiang's body seems to be a little uncontrollable. ”

Twilight Lan also said: "This incident also happens from time to time in the rivers and lakes, and most of them are caused by the greed for practicing and the foundation is not solid. Seeing that Brother Jiang is young, he has a deep kung fu in his family...... I also hope that Brother Jiang can suspend his cultivation, first regulate the breath in his body smoothly, and then study after he is completely controlled. ”

Jiang Cheng knew that they had misunderstood, but this misunderstanding was also what he hoped for, so he said, "Thank you Miss Dusk for reminding you." ”

"Speaking of which," Xie Cangxing suddenly looked at Duanmu Hong and said with a smile: "Brother Duanmu's kung fu is really amazing, and he smashed the mountain wall with one palm!" ”

Duanmuhong shrugged his shoulders and said, "His move seems to be ruthless, but his move is still unfinished, and it is obviously not his real lore." I'm just taking advantage of it! ”

Twilight interrupted their conversation and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we must get out of here as soon as possible, in case they go and come back, we'll be in trouble!" ”

Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "A few days further north from here, it will be the boundary of the Folding Sword Villa, and we will be able to rest assured at that time." ”

After three more days, the six of them finally came to the Folding Sword Villa safely.

Although Yunzhong is located in the northern border, but according to the geographical point of view, it is only a position of 40 degrees north latitude, but the strange thing is that the area of Zhejian Villa is like the Arctic land with snow all year round, and the snow stone road is the only official road leading to the Central Plains of the mountain villa.

Everyone walked to the vicinity of the villa, and everywhere they saw was covered in silver, and on the road, there was an endless stream of people from the rivers and lakes, thinking that they were all participating in the sword tasting conference.

A flawed little face was red from the cold, and exclaimed, "There are so many people! This place is so lively! ”

Twilight Lan said: "In my opinion, they are all here to participate in the sword tasting conference!" ”

Bleed said strangely: "Isn't it just a conference where everyone appreciates weapons?" How could so many people come? ”

Instead, everyone looked at her strangely, as if they were puzzled by her ignorance, and in the end, it was Xiahou Jinxuan who gave an explanation.

It turns out that the swordsmiths of the Folding Sword Villa are quite skilled, and the blades cast by this village are not only small and light, but also sharpen iron like mud, and the warriors of the rivers and lakes are all eager to rush to it, a few years ago, those who come here to seek the weapons of the gods are almost endless.

In order to prevent the divine soldiers from falling into the hands of the gangsters, Ouyang Ying decided to hold a "Sword Tasting Conference", in terms of morality and martial arts, those who are good in virtue and art can not only obtain a sword, but also use it to become famous.

Therefore, although there are still a few days before the opening of the Sword Competition, there are already crowds of people near the villa, and more people are players who know each other in advance, so as to know each other and know themselves, and they will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

After listening to Xiahou Jinxuan, Dusk Lan nodded and said, "Not bad!" Most of the people here are here for the gods, and winning a blade in the ring is enough to make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes. If you sell it, you can make a lot of money! ”

"Oh! That's right......"

Fang nodded, looked at Xiahou Jinxuan, who was a little thin, and teased: "Then you have a body and bones, and this time you have to go to the stage to learn martial arts?" ”

Xiahou Jinxuan was looked down upon by a girl like this, and her face turned red, but in this cold weather, everyone was only freezing. He paused before sneering: "Jia Yan, as the owner of the Righteous Qi Villa, was invited by Ouyang Shibo to attend. When I was younger, I came with my father a few times, just for fun. Later, I found out that it was such a sword and sword conference, so I never came again. I can't ...... this time."

Hearing this, everyone looked at him strangely. It turned out that among the six people, except for Xiahou Jinxuan, who did not practice martial arts, the remaining five were all swordsmen, and listening to Xiahou Jinxuan's words about swords was so contemptuous, it immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the five people.

Xiahou Jinxuan suddenly felt that the atmosphere changed, but seeing that everyone was looking at him with some inexplicable meaning, he knew that he was speechless, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to belittle the Sword Competition......

Jiang Cheng sighed and said, "Apologize and be exempt." There are more martial arts people attending this year's meeting than in previous years, and as the young owner of Zhengqi Villa, it is better for you to be cautious and behave. ”

"Hmm!"

Xiahou Jinxuan nodded, and suddenly a cold wind hit, making him shiver, and said, "It's still as cold here as ever!" ”

Seeing that he looked weak, Twilight Lan teased: "Young Master Xiahou, I also said what would you say about the silver-covered and picturesque scenery, and then chant a few lines of poetry and hang the bookbag!" ”

Bleed covered his mouth and chuckled, "Sister Dusk, you have found out his temperament in just a few days!" ”

"Don't make fun of me anymore, two girls." Xiahou Jinxuan looked embarrassed, looked back at the white snow around him, and said: "The beautiful scenery here is indeed pleasant, but the weather is ......."

Xie Cangxing stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Little master, cheer up, the little girl didn't shout cold!" ”

"Uh......" The flawed face flashed a hint of gloom, but quickly covered it up, and said, "I...... I don't feel cold much. ”

Duanmuhong glanced at her imperceptibly and said, "Brother Xiahou, since you feel cold, let's enter the village quickly!" ”

Xiahou Jinxuan nodded and led everyone to the gate of the villa, but saw that there were already a few people at the gate of the villa who had arrived before the six, and they were all dressed in white clothes, and the leader was a young man with a heroic appearance and luxurious clothes.

"Brother Huangfu!" Xiahou Jinxuan saw the man's face clearly, called out, and greeted him.