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The light rain in Shengjing stopped inexplicably.

It's just that the sky is hazy, and the black clouds are still pressing down on the city.

The signs of this rainstorm made people panic, but when the breeze caressed, the black clouds faded and the clouds turned blue.

This kind of scene is very strange, but I don't know that it is only caused by the sword in the mind of the gentleman.

In the mountain behind the academy, there was a faint smell of grass in the picturesque scenery drenched by the light rain, and the gentleman's face was pale, and his body sitting on the rattan chair seemed to tremble slightly inadvertently.

Obviously, even if he was the absolute second in the world, even if he was one of the most powerful cultivators in the world, it was still extremely difficult to pierce the body of the Holy See's High Priest from thousands of miles away.

Difficult things have to come at a price if they are to be done.

Mr.'s price was a pot of chicken soup that bottomed out, and after drinking the chicken soup, he wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, looked at Li Yuemei and said, "What did you see?"

Li Yuemei was immersed in hard work, and when she heard this, she raised her head and said with a white and pretty face, "I didn't see anything, I only saw a big sword." ”

Hanshuang'er smiled slightly, and pinched Li Yuemei's little face with satisfaction, with a doting look.

Li Yue's eyebrows rose and he said, "Master, can you not pinch my face, this will delay my meal." ”

"Eat, eat, eat more today. ”

Li Yuemei smirked and continued to eat, but Han Shuang'er glanced at Mr. worriedly and said, "There are people from the Western Regions, and there will naturally be people from the Great Wilderness." ”

Mr. Li Zizhi said softly: "It's okay, it seems that someone has gone." ”

Hanshuang'er frowned and said, "These people in the Tang Dynasty have not moved, who will have a decisive effect?"

"Knife has a wife. ”

"Huh?" said Frost, "I've heard of it." ”

"Not ordinary people. ”

Frost asked, "How unusual is it?"

Li Zizhi smiled and said, "I'll sue you if I'm boiling a pot of chicken soup." ”

Hanshuang'er snorted coldly, grabbed Li Zizhi's ears, and said, "Say it or not." ”

Li Zizhi was in pain: "Put it down first, let it go first." ”

Hanshuang'er put down her hand angrily, and Li Zi knew: "The saintess of this generation of the Northern Divine Gate." ”

As this sentence blurted out on the small square table, the atmosphere became extremely strange. Only the sound of Li Yuemei's chewing remained.

Soon, Frost said in a tall voice, "How is this possible. ”

"Nothing is impossible. ”

"How do you know?"

Li Zizhi was a little embarrassed and said, "I calculated a hexagram." ”

"Accurately?"

"I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time, so I'm naturally a little rusty, but ** is not far from ten. ”

"She's rushing over now?"

"Give it to me. ”

Frost handed her left hand to Mr., who put her hand on his chest and said, "Listen?"

A strange voice rang in Frost's ears, she didn't know what it meant, but she knew that it was terrifying.

This was the sound of the space between heaven and earth tearing, and she was rushing to Dading Mountain from thousands of miles away. ”

Hanshuang'er put down her left hand and said in shock: "I can't understand the world anymore." ”

"The world is controlled. It's okay to be able to understand people. ”

"Who do you want me to understand?"

"Can you read Scar's curls?"

"I don't understand. ”

"Since you can't understand the world and can't understand people, let's go make a pot of chicken soup, this chicken is too tender and not good, go get an older one." ”

Hanshuang'er nodded obediently and said, "Okay, I'll go catch an old hen." ”

Li Yue's eyes were shining and he applauded: "Old hen, old hen, I want to eat old hen." ”

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The top of Dading Mountain is shrouded in haze, and the song is loud.

The disciples of the Sheng Tang Sect next to the crater waited calmly. There was no shock when I learned that the High Priest of the Holy See had come here.

I have to say that this kind of composure is indeed related to the horizon, and the disciples of the sect who have opened their eyes have completed their transformation.

The desolate man has not arrived. Xu Qing arrived first.

Xu Qingdi, who was carrying a horse chopping knife, stood beside the senior brother. He said softly, "Your injuries are not light. ”

The senior brother responded: "It's okay, injuries are something to be divided into how you look at it, generally I have four ways to look at it............"

The elder brother became nagging again, which showed that the desolate man had put far less pressure on him than the high priest. Perhaps this is good news for the major sects of the Tang Dynasty that are sleepy and lacking on the top of the mountain.

Xu Qing glanced at Zhang Xiaodao, who was sitting on the ground without opening his eyes, and then turned around and swept over the elders of the major sects, and sighed.

In the long and narrow winding mountain road. The singing is approaching.

Under the silence of the mountaintop, three desolate people came into people's eyes.

The desolate man standing at the forefront was wearing a tiger skin and carrying a scimitar on his shoulder, which was like a half moon and flickered with cold light.

The second desolate man was dressed in black leather and dragged a broad-bladed long knife, and a straight line appeared on the way out of the rock.

The third man was dressed in a robe, with no knife in his hand, and six short knives at his waist, hidden in a holster.

The three of them sang in an unusually neat voice, and finally stopped at the end of the mountain road, and the scimitar man grinned at the corners of his mouth full of stubble, and did not speak, but laughed.

The two men standing behind him did not smile, but stood silently, as if waiting for the moment when the knife would be drawn.

Zhang Xiaodao opened his eyes at this time, and saw a hateful smile on the desolate man with some kind of totem on his face, he stood up, took a deep breath and said, "One for one person?"

"I'll pick this. The senior brother pointed to the scimitar man.

"Then I'm here for this," General Xu Qing said, pointing to the man with a broad-bladed long knife.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the last absurd man: "It's just you, hurry up, go down the mountain to eat after the fight." ”

The three desolate men all laughed out loud at this time, ignoring the contempt and contempt of Zhang Xiaodao and the others, and walked straight to the top of the mountain.

The half-moon broadsword was lowered on the desolate man's shoulder, and he said softly, "Remember my name, Tuoba Geri." ”

"I'm Nariyoshi. ”

"I'm Domon. ”

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, feeling that he was stupid to report his home.

However, he didn't know that the rule of zài existed among the few desolate swordsmen in the Great Wilderness, so that the enemy knew his identity was respect.

Tobagri raised the half-moon scimitar, his vine-thick arm swinging violently.

The half-moon-shaped majestic vitality was suddenly forced out of the knife body, and the senior brother took the knife, and took a step back with a somewhat surprised expression.

Zhang Xiaodao and Xu Qing showed their long knives. I saw the disdain look of the swordsman who really came from the Great Wilderness, obviously they didn't think that anyone in the Tang Dynasty would play with knives better than them.

In the next moment, six figures were staggered on the top of the mountain, and a fierce battle reappeared!

Without the previous division of labor, the purpose of the Wild Knife Warrior here was to kill people and kill everyone on the top of the mountain.

Therefore, the six figures dispersed with just one touch, and the three desolate swordsmen rushed into the crowd of disciples of the Sheng Tang Sect with lightning speed.

The blood was wanton, and the three Zhang Xiaodao, who were completely unexpected, were shocked and frightened.

None of them stopped the Deserted Knife in the first place. Far more powerful than they expected, they may not know a few secret arts, but their bodies are undoubtedly one of the hardest in the world, their understanding of swords is unique and wonderful, they rush into the crowd, they are to harvest their lives, resolute and ruthless.

Zhang Xiaodao watched Senior Brother and Xu Qing follow closely and whistled.

He knew that he couldn't catch up with any of the three. If you want to resist one of them, you can only rely on the old green cow.

The old green cow came to Zhang Xiaodao almost in the blink of an eye, he quickly stepped on the green cow, and the next moment his eyes were blurred.

When he reappears at the top of the mountain. It was in front of Chen Qingzhu.

A knife that looked extremely small was about to land on Chen Qingzhu's body.

Chen Qingzhu reacted quickly, and pulled out a vitality barrier with both hands, but he didn't move his steps, because under her was her master Zhang Shichuan.

The vitality barrier was quickly cut through by the short knife. Without a trace of hindrance, Chen Qingzhu felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and Zhang Xiaodao's snow-falling long knife arrived at the right time.

Giant snow knives. It is not proportional to the short knife at all in terms of size, but this short knife, which is like a fruit knife, seems to weigh more than a thousand catties, and the falling snow knife does not provoke this knife, but is instantly bounced away after contact, and the only thing Zhang Xiaodao can do is to make this short knife deviate from the originally expected stabbing position.

A hint of strangeness appeared on Domon's cheeks, and as he continued to wield the short knife, he asked, "Have you learned the Wild Knife?"

Zhang Xiaodao didn't answer, every time he came into contact with the short knife, he would feel an irresistible force fill his heart, and the only thing he could do was to block Domeng's seventy-two swords at this moment.

Seventy-two knives have been completed, Domeng stopped, the mysterious black totem on his thick neck exuded a strange light, he looked at the corner of Zhang Xiaodao's mouth overflowing with blood, no longer trying to kill Chen Qingzhu, the figure flashed into the crowd, and the three heads flew up in response.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the old green cow followed closely again, only this time Domeng had already consciously dodged Zhang Xiaodao, and his body turned into an afterimage again.

There was a burst of miserable shouts from the crowd of disciples of the major sects of the Tang Dynasty, one after another.

The top of Dading Mountain ushered in three wild swordsmen who only killed people and did not recognize people.

Zhang Shichuan, who couldn't even get up, looked at this seemingly one-sided bloody massacre, his heart was angry to the extreme, his lips were iron-blue and trembling, Chen Qingzhu was already at a loss.

At this time, the sky, which has always been a little hazy today, ushered in a dawn that pierced the layers of dark clouds.

The dawn falls on the top of Dading Mountain, like a beam of light that is only given to the protagonist actor on a huge stage, and under this beam is the blood surging, which is miserable.

It seems that the beam of light is the young life that came to greet the young disciples of the Sheng Tang Sect.

Around this beam of light were the rescuers of life, Zhang Xiaodao, Senior Brother, and Xu Qing, all of whom were red-eyed at this time, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop the footsteps of the Wild Knife Guest.

The desolate swordsman was like entering a no-man's land, and when the resistance of the three of them strengthened, Tuoba Geri stopped and actually began to pursue the three of them.

The purpose of the pursuit is not to pursue, but to make the other two better killings!(To be continued......)