The snow waves rolled, and the horses neighed.

Chen Zhuo soothed the horses under his seat, the knife eye crossed, and he glanced around with interest, and grinned as he stroked the mane on the horse's neck; As a hot breath overflowed from his mouthpiece, the words that came out made the bandits' faces gloomy.

"I haven't killed a big coward in years, if it weren't for your good reputation, I might be able to kill it all today."

A group of bandits blew up.

"How daring!"

"Arrogance!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

……

The man at the head came out again, but he was a cold-faced, expressionless man in black, tall and thin, with high cheekbones, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of copper skin, and his eyes were gloomy like two pools of stagnant water.

"Based on your words, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out alive today!"

Hearing these somewhat familiar cruel words, Chen Zhuo smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly, and asked curiously like a tiger probe: "I heard that there are nine masters in 'Lianyun Village', how many are here?" ”

"Lianyun Village" was originally a small village at the border, and at the beginning, only eight village owners occupied the mountain as the king in the "Chilian Peak"; These eight people are very capable, all of them have unique learning methods, and they are also famous in the rivers and lakes, and their reputation is chasing Nanzhai, but they don't want to come to the village a few years ago.

This person is the "big boss" Qi Shaoshang.

Qi Shaoshang entered the village alone, the first thing he did was to tie his right hand, and defeated eight village owners with one hand, and one person changed several kinds of weapons, all of which were as clever as arm, and fought for internal strength, all of which were not opponents, and were elected as the master of the village by the eight people who were convinced, and then gathered more than 700 people, helped the weak and the poor, resisted foreign enemies, and fought the name.

This Qi Shaoshang is also a genius, extremely talented, whenever he fights with people, he can always understand the trick of cracking from the opponent's moves, piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy, painting, and the art of war.

The man in black looked indifferent, "I can clean it up alone." ”

It's really undisguised.

If I remember correctly, this person should be the "Erzhai Master" Lao Xueguang, nicknamed "Tiger Roaring Eagle Flying Spirit Snake Sword".

Seeing that the other party had made up his mind to block his way, Chen Zhuo knew that Chu Xiangyu should have arrived at "Lianyun Village".

"Trouble, Qi Shaoshang didn't pick the eight of you, I can pick the nine of you."

Hearing this, Lao Xueguang's eyes shone brightly, and he looked directly at Chen Zhuo.

"Crazy enough!"

Chen Zhuo smiled dumbly, his half-drooping and half-closed eyes suddenly lifted his eyelids, and the Shenhua in his eye sockets suddenly soared, and the light went out, and the center of his eyebrows seemed to light up.

The four eyes met, Lao Xueguang snorted, his face was immediately as pale as gold paper, his shoulders shook, and he almost fell off the horse.

"I don't have the time to work hard with you, let's talk about it when I keep up!"

Without waiting for those little minions to react and exclaim, the murderous aura that had been precipitated and condensed in Chen Zhuo's body over the years had already torn a gap in the riding formation that had formed in a circle as his gaze swept by.

The horses were thrown into disarray, and the tide receded to both sides.

Chen Zhuo's mouth was fiercely lifted, the reins were lifted, and his legs were wrapped around the horse's belly at the same time, and the horse immediately neighed for a long time, and struggled to reach the hooves, and jumped left and right in the riding formation, jumping out of the battle circle.

When Lao Xueguang shook his head and came back to his senses, he could only see Chen Zhuo's back, and his indifferent face suddenly turned red with shame, "Chase!" ”

Chen Zhuo crouched on the horseback, looking back at the Lao Xueguang who was getting farther and farther away, and was amazed in his heart, the cooperation of these hundreds of horsemen actually had a bit of the shadow of the battlefield battle array, and the people on horseback were also brave and fierce, if the equipment was more sophisticated, and the mount was a little better, maybe it was really a little bit interesting.

It's just that before he had time to breathe, a high-pitched and loud wolf howl suddenly sounded in the snow forest in the distance, piercing through the clouds and echoing on the snowy field.

"Whew!"

Immediately after that, wolf howls came and went, as if they were responding.

The fishy wind blew in, and in the forests along the way, ghostly gray shadows had already pasted over and surrounded them like arrows from the string.

It's a pack of wolves.

Looking at the dense and urgent shadows, I am afraid that there are almost thousands, and the number is unimaginable.

The most amazing thing is that these snow wolves seem to be instructed by someone, their green eyes are full of bloodthirsty fierce light, baring their teeth and grinning, and the corners of their mouths are dripping, and they are fierce.

"Interesting, wolf repellent?"

Looking at the surrounding wolves, Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up, it seems that this "Lianyun Village" can gather one side and gain a firm foothold in this treacherous border pass, and it is really a little capable.

He suddenly lowered his eyelids, listened intently, and reached out for his bow and arrows, and his ears were already filled with the sound of the wind between heaven and earth, the howl of the wolf, and the movement in the snowy forest.

There was a sound, but it was a rapid and strange sound.

"Click......

The sound of wooden fish.

The master of the five villages, "Thousand Wolf Demon Monk".

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person's martial arts are not high, but he knows a wolf driving thaumaturgy, which is terrifying.

The bow body was horizontal, Chen Zhuoxian took an iron arrow, closed his eyes, his right arm was thick, and he had already fired an arrow without dragging the mud and water; The string vibrated silently, but the iron arrow had "swished" into the snow forest from the string, and the arrow body swirled sharply, like a phantom across the sky, through the forest and broken trees, straight and straight.

One after the other, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.

Looking at the wolves around him, Chen Zhuo took a deep breath, his throat was thick, his chest and abdomen were propped up, he turned his neck to look back, his eyebrows were raised, the ink hair behind his back was flying like flames, and an innate ferocious aura emanated, like a fierce wolf looking back, looking at each other.

Then an earth-shattering howl erupted.

"Stop!"

The sound was like a wolf's howl, and it scattered in all directions.

It is also strange to say that under the roar, the wolves actually slowed down one after another, hesitated, and whimpered again and again.

At this time, a tall black wolf in the snow forest slowly walked out, holding its head high, its black fur bathed in the sun, and in an instant it seemed to be covered with a layer of light gold paint.

The black wolf's eyes were like jade, standing in the wind, like a leaping black fire, and he glanced at Chen Zhuo.

"Head wolf!"

He just turned around and retreated, and with a wolf howl, he led the wolves back to the snow forest.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing this scene, Chen Zhuo let out a long laugh, but he was surprised by the Lao Xueguang who was chasing after him.

These snow wolves are cunning and cruel by nature, and on weekdays, the "six village masters" who have been fed for many years are full of spirits, and now they will be dismissed by the living, which is like a ghost.

But he did not dare to stay, but flew like an eagle and swept into the snow forest where the sound of wooden fish sounded.

Not far away, I saw a monk sitting under a vigorous dead wood, holding a wooden fish in his hand and a wooden hammer in the other, vomiting blood and struggling, trying to stand up.

Then I saw the wooden hammer, the wooden fish, and its right shoulder, and a cold iron arrow ran through it, nailing it to the tree pole behind it, and the arrow cluster was so deep that it was difficult to get up.

Lao Xueguang asked hurriedly: "Old Five, are you okay?" ”

The monk shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the two more pairs of wooden fish with hole-piercing eyes, his eyes were a little incredulous, and he smiled bitterly: "I can't die...... This person should have left his hand, aiming at the wooden fish, which scared me to death, and suddenly an iron arrow flew out, and there was no movement at all. ”

Lao Xueguang didn't talk nonsense with him, with a single sword in his hand, the green light flew by, and the iron arrow had been split in two.

He turned around and left, and said in a cold voice: "This person's strength is really rare, I am afraid of the unprecedented strong enemy of the cottage, and quickly return to the aid of the master of the village." ”

……

The vast snowfield finally sees the end, and a steep peak is getting closer and closer from the end of the field of vision.

Chen Zhuo rode his horse without stopping, and rode alone, stirring up a wave of snow behind him, and the hustle and bustle was agitated.

When he saw that it was near, he pulled the reins, and suddenly an arrow fell from the sky in front of him, and slanted into the earth, and the tail of the arrow still trembled.

"You can go back."

On the road ahead, I suddenly saw hundreds of figures, all armed with swords, with bows and crossbows, and arrows pointed straight at them, with fierce momentum.

And surrounded by a group of people, a young man walked out with a bow.

This person looked young, wearing a washed and faded green shirt with patches on it, and he didn't look like a big man who gathered together, but more like a scholar who was famous and destitute.

But the outrageous clothes can hardly hide this person's heroic appearance.

When this man saw Chen Zhuo on horseback, he was stunned, just because both of them were wearing white and green shirts, and they were both young, and they were even more heroic.

The difference is that Chen Zhuo's body is wonderful, full of wind and dust, and the air of the rivers and lakes that comes to his face is not as delicate as the former, but rough and bold, like a jar of hot liquor that enters the throat and burns the heart and lungs, directly impacting the hearts and minds of others.

And then there is the extraordinary atmosphere, which seems to be restrained, but there is an indescribable arrogance, reining in the reins, and already squinting at everyone.

Frost and snow rolled over.

"It seems that there is really no ordinary person from the Shenhou Mansion!"

The young man's eyes raised, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he suddenly smiled: "Brother is so handsome, he rode alone and broke through the second brother's riding formation and the fifth brother's wolf formation unscathed...... also killed the Eight Wastes and the Shi brothers. ”

He bowed slightly, and actually gave a salute, "In Xia Qi Shaoshang, dare to ask how to call it?" ”

(End of chapter)