"Whew!"

A black figure jumped down from the fifty-meter-high peak, as fast as a sharp arrow, and then landed firmly on the ground, without a single dust raised.

"Whew, it's been three years, and I can finally go down the mountain."

The black figure is a teenager, the boy is wearing a black power suit, carrying a black iron rod, if it weren't for the immature face revealing his age, just looking at the back makes people feel that he is not a character to mess with.

It turned out that the boy was Cui Ning. After cultivating in the valley for three years and reaching the ninth layer of qi refining, although he was concerned about his father's situation, Cui Ning also knew that he was a few catties and a few taels, so he did not go down the mountain immediately, but sent a message to send some of the "martial arts secrets" of the palace to the mountain.

Cultivating immortals has made Cui Ning's meridians suitable for learning any outer martial arts, and now is the time for Cui Ning to cultivate and go down the mountain.

"This dragon body method can increase its speed by more than three percent, and it is really chased by the rivers and lakes."

Cui Ning looked down at the shoes that were not a little dust on the ground and said happily.

In order to be able to help his father more effectively, Cui Ning chose the "Dragon Body Method", "Demon Ape Fist" and "Demon Ape Eighteen Sticks" from the "Martial Arts Cheats" collected in the palace for many years, supplementing his lack of immortal cultivation in terms of speed and strength.

"It's been three years since I left the palace, so I have to go back and have a look." Cui Ning's heart couldn't wait to fly back to the palace immediately, and immediately used the dragon body technique to continue galloping in the direction of the palace.

At the foot of the Yuexi Mountains.

On a wide mountain trail.

"Kill!"

"Sonorous!"

"Let's go!"

"Ah, it's a fight"

On one side is a young man dressed in uniform yellow cloth, holding a long sword and a short knife, and embroidered with the word "dart" on his back.

The other side was all dressed in black and trousers, and there was a lot of mixed weapons, such as swords, knives, axes, spears, and double sticks and darts.

The situation on the field was that the man in black was completely pressed against the yellow cloth, and most of the people who fell on the ground were on the side of the yellow cloth. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer of his own people, the middle-aged leader who was guarding a few boxes on the carriage couldn't help but have blood-red eyes.

And not far behind the man in black, a sturdy man with only an inch of hair, wearing a sleeveless black short suit, sat on a horse, holding a golden long knife and watched the two gangs fight with relish.

"Master of Ma Village, I have no enmity between the Tianxing Dart Bureau and Guizhai in the past, and there is no resentment in the near future, why not only do you want to grab darts but also kill us." At this time, the yellow-clothed man yelled at the sturdy man.

Ma Aijun, the owner of the Golden Knife Village, a congenital master, forty-six years old, was sold to the cottage because of famine when he was a teenager, and finally sat in the position of the number one after decades of licking blood from the knife edge, and a golden knife made that was called a beautiful.

The Golden Knife Village of Heilong Mountain has tens of thousands of bandits, and it is "notorious" in the nearby mountain roads, villages and towns, and the owner of the Golden Knife Horse Village is also known by the rivers and lakes because of its innate strength. It is said that the lord of the city promised to accept it with a lot of money, and it seems that he broke up unhappily in the end.

"It's really nothing, but it seems that what you are betting on is sent to the people of the Western Desert Shadi......" The strong man in black had not finished speaking.

Huang Buyi's face was immediately like ashes, and he pointed to the horse creditor from afar:

"You, how do you know". The tone was also full of sadness, and then he showed a ruthless face, and said to everyone: "Fight with them."

Hearing this, the few remaining people on the dart side immediately rushed forward, ready to make a last stand. Unexpectedly, at this time, the yellow-clothed man turned over and ran away!

"Huh."

The owner of the golden knife village sneered, looking at the horses that were getting farther and farther away, the owner of the horse village picked up his golden knife and threw it directly forward.

"Ah......h

The strong man who had not yet run out of sight fell down in response, and after a while, he lost his breath.

The creditor of the golden knife saw that his subordinates were counting the "loot" and took the golden knife sent by the younger brother.

"Although what I did in Jindaozhai was to rob the rich and help the poor, I betrayed the country and fornicated with the people of the Western Desert."

The owner of the Golden Knife Village took his little brother and the intercepted "loot", and a group of people walked towards the direction of the Golden Knife Village in Heilong Mountain.

Just after everyone in the Golden Sword Village left, a figure quietly landed on the place of the big battle just now.

It was Cui Ning, who was about to go down the mountain, who originally used the "Dragon Body Method" all the way, but he heard the sound of shouting and killing on the mountain road in the distance, so he jumped to the tree, and saw the scene of everyone fighting in the last dart game.

Cui Ning was thoughtful, thinking about flying back to the palace, and suddenly had a new idea.

"If I subdue this group of mountain bandits and let my father's generals practice, I'm afraid it will be able to play a strange role."

"Follow them first to see where their nest is" After speaking, he ran the "Swimming Dragon Body Method" and followed behind the Jindaozhai army from a distance.

Black Dragon Mountain, Golden Knife Village.

In a square, only the sound of "whirring" is heard, which is the master of the Golden Knife Village, who is practicing his golden knife.

This golden big knife weighs forty-eight pounds and eight taels, and if ordinary people don't practice martial arts, it will be difficult for them to even lift this golden knife to dance with both hands.

But this golden knife was wielded by Ma Aijun vigorously, and every time he swung it, there was a whirring sound of breaking the wind, which was terrifying.

His knife technique is actually very simple.

It's just a low-level martial art "Golden Sword Twenty-four Style" that is not very clever on the rivers and lakes.

In order to be able to match this exercise, he also specially found someone to create this big golden knife weighing more than 40 catties.

At the same time, he also relied on this sword technique to achieve innateness, and slowly became the big boss of the Golden Knife Village from a small horse bandit, and was supported by tens of thousands of mountain bandits.

The so-called knife is sharpened and brighter, the body is more and more strong, the master of the horse village borrows the knife, and the body is also exceptionally strong and handsome, and he also has two concubines, all of whom were impressed by his charm when he went down the mountain to practice.

Ma Aijun was already sweating, the muscles on his body were full of explosive power, and the beads of sweat were rolling like oil beads, spilling on the ground. The whole person was immersed in knife practice, and he didn't feel that a pair of eyes were staring at him in the distance.

Cui Ning has arrived at this Golden Knife Village for the second day, and this Golden Knife Village is also strange, intercepting so many things that he did not celebrate and carnival overnight, but added all kinds of secret whistles.

But how could these secret whistles hide from Cui Ning, who was already an immortal cultivator, with the addition of the dragon body method, Cui Ning hid near a rockery in the cottage, ready to wait for an opportunity to attack.

After practicing for about an hour, the master of the horse village collected his knife and returned to the meeting hall.

In the spacious meeting hall of Jindaozhai, the owner of the horse village sat on a large pear wood chair covered with tiger skin, leisurely drinking tea on the table.

At this time, Cui Ning had already sneaked near the hall, thinking about how to quietly restrain the owner of the horse village, when a majestic voice came out.

"Friend, I don't know what advice I have when I come here, I will definitely give my full support."

The sudden voice startled Cui Ning, but since he was called, Cui Ning didn't twist and walked out of the shadows.

"So young?"

Watching Cui Ning slowly walk in, the right hand of the master of the horse village who was holding the golden knife almost let go.

"Who is this little brother?" The owner of the horse village was visibly relaxed.

Cui Ning didn't talk nonsense at this time, and said directly: "I have a crush on your people and your people, and I hope you can work for me."

"Hehe, boy, are you kidding, don't we have a ...... in Golden Knife Village"

Before he finished speaking, the horse village master's body stiffened, and he saw that there was suddenly a cluster of purple flames in front of him, although it was a flame, but he felt a breath of destruction.

"Little brother is...... Is it an immortal cultivator?" Seeing Cui Ning's expressionless face, the owner of the horse village panicked even more.

Although Ma Aijun had never seen immortal cultivators, he had heard of their unpredictable methods.

Cui Ning didn't talk nonsense, controlled the flames and flew to the table next to the master of the horse village, only to see that this exquisite table made of pear blossoms was instantly burned clean by the flames.

Cold sweat continued to flow down from the head of the owner of the horse village, maybe he was frightened by Cui Ning's trick, or maybe it was the life of licking blood with a knife all the year round, the owner of the horse village actually spoke:

"I'm fine working for you, but I still have a bunch of brothers, and I need to know what to do, or I'll take my own life. I think Immortal Master, you take a fancy to our Golden Dao Village because I am such a congenital level. After saying that, he sat down in his chair.

"No problem, now I can talk to you, and hopefully we won't be disappointed in each other." Cui Ning smiled.