The sky was overcast, the clouds were like lead, the black pressure made people breathless, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, the snowflakes were falling one by one, and the whole world was white.

The wind is howling, even breathing feels tingling, no one comes out to do business in such weather, and there are very few pedestrians on the road.

But at this time, there were two horses galloping on the snowy road, and the horses' hooves stepped on the snow-covered road, and the ice and snow flew as they ran, leaving long horseshoe prints on the snow.

The first rider wore a bright red robe, burning like a flame in the wind, and the jujube red horse under his crotch was contrasted like a red cloud floating over the snowfield.

The horse that followed was a young man in a white robe, with black hair dancing wildly, and a black horse galloping wildly in the snow, like an arrow from the string, and disappeared in an instant.

Not long after, the sound of horses galloping suddenly came from outside the Broken Gut Valley.

"Hahaha, don't you want to see me?"

"I'm already here, why don't you show up soon?!"

But with a clear and high-pitched long whistle, a cold woman's voice resounded through the wind and snow, echoing in the valley.

"It's coming!"

Hearing this voice, all the Quanzhen Sect disciples were shocked in their hearts and looked at Taniguchi at the same time.

With the neighing of two tall horses, I saw the horse's hooves raised high, and before the horse's hooves fell, two figures, one red and one white, rushed down directly from the horse's back.

One of them was a young man, only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he wore a silver crown, a white robe, and long sleeves, like a noble son of a family, it was Lu Nianchou.

And the man in front was dressed in a red brocade robe, and his skin was as white as jade, even better than the crystal snowflakes.

The beautiful face and graceful posture, against the backdrop of the flame-like shaking red robe, became more and more like flowers in the flames, delicate and dazzling, but also contained danger and murder.

"Chilian Fairy, Li Mochou!"

Ma Yu and Hao Datong glanced at each other, and the rest of the forty-nine masters of the Quanzhen Sect stood behind them, looking back at the woman in the red dress who was stepping in the snowstorm.

The momentum was suddenly solemn.

"I didn't expect that it was Danyang Zhenren who invited me here and put on such a big battle."

"What? Are you trying to kill me, the devil? ”

An indifferent and indifferent voice came from afar, Li Mochou was holding a sword in his left hand, his red robe was flying, his black hair was dancing wildly, and there was an indescribable enchantment and demonic nature.

"Let me negotiate with Li Mochou first, don't do it lightly!"

Ma Yu explained again.

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Quanzhen Sect should have said in unison, only Zhao Zhijing's brows furrowed slightly, and he followed behind Hao Datong without saying a word.

"Miss Li is too worried, Lao Dao just has something to ask!" Ma Yu shouted with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, Li Mochou had already crossed a distance of dozens of zhang in a few ups and downs, and arrived in front of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Huh?"

"The Red Lian Fairy really lives up to its reputation!"

Ma Yu's eyelids jumped, in his opinion, Li Mochou's momentum and the wind and snow vaguely resonated, and a strong edge locked him firmly.

It is much stronger than imagined, and it has faintly transcended the realm of Zhou Tian, as if it is ......

"Innate!!"

Such a thought flashed through Ma Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but secretly feel a sense of foreboding for this action.

Li Mochou's jade girl's true qi is pure and vast, just waiting for one day to create her own internal strength and mental method, break the shackles of her predecessors, and make her own spiritual will and martial arts heritage go further, which is not inferior to the existence of the Five Uniques.

"Li Mochou, let me ask you! On the seventh day of the lunar month, where are you? Senior Sister Sun and Senior Brother Liu were seriously injured, are they your poisonous hands! ”

Hao Datong met Li Mochousen's cold gaze, took a step forward, and asked loudly.

The murderous intent in his heart was boiling to the extreme, and in his opinion, the injury of Sun Buer and Liu Chuxuan was absolutely inseparable from this female devil.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to question me?" Li Mochou didn't look at him at all, but said in a light tone: "I couldn't kill you last time, but you can't escape this time." ”

"Bold!"

"Look for death!"

"What a bullshit red practice fairy! Die! ”

The noise resounded throughout the valley, and many Quanzhen disciples roared angrily.

Zhao Zhijing even pulled out his sword directly from the sheath, stepped out of the crowd, and wanted to do it if he didn't agree with him.

Boom!

Seeing this, the other Quanzhen disciples also drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the situation was about to erupt!

"Why bother hurting the peace?"

Ma Yu smiled slightly, pressed his palm on Hao Datong's shoulder, and stepped forward, while his left sleeve flicked back.

Bang!

The immeasurable innate true qi surged out, and the group of Quanzhen disciples who surrounded them only felt a strong pressure coming from them, and they couldn't help but fall back to the same place.

"No one can make a mistake!"

Ma Yu's unhappy voice came faintly.

"Commandment!"

Yin Zhiping took the lead in holding his sword and speaking, while Zhao Zhijing was like being struck by lightning, his face was a little pale, and Nuo Nuo retreated.

Li Mochou, who was dressed in a gorgeous red brocade robe, had slightly bright eyes, and a smile was drawn on his flawless face.

"Danyang real people are really good kung fu, I can look at the real person's face and answer one or two."

Li Mochou stretched lazily, leaking infinitely beautiful curves, and said lightly.

"On the seventh day of the lunar month, I was in retreat in the ancient tomb to practice the supreme mastery of my ancient tomb sect, and I never left at all, let alone saw Sun Buer and Liu Chuxuan."

"Then I don't know, in the world, apart from your Red Cultivation Fairy Li Mochou, who else has the Ice Spirit Silver Needle."

Ma Yu smiled bitterly, glanced at Hao Datong, whose face was pale purple, his true anger was agitated, and he was about to explode, and asked out loud.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the Ice Spirit Silver Needle is a red refining fairy, Li Mochou's unique secret weapon.

Even Li Mochou's disciple Hong Lingbo can also ice the silver needle, Ke Ma Yu doesn't believe that she can hurt Sun Buer and Liu Chuxuan.

"Although the Ice Spirit Silver Needle is my unique secret weapon, it is impossible for others to learn it, but the Ice Spirit Silver Needle left outside, others can naturally have it."

Li Mochou said in a light tone, sitting in the palm of his hand, a silver needle with a faint blue luster flowing from the tip of the needle was clamped on the fingertip as white as jade, like a wasp tail needle, containing a deadly killing intent, which was terrifying.

"You mean"

Ma Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Someone got the Ice Spirit Silver Needle that you lost and deliberately wanted to blame you?" ”

"Not bad." Li Mochou's eyes revealed a cold light, "This kind of method has been used in Shanxi before, framing me for killing Sun Buer's disciple." ”

"Why should I hide it?"

"If you kill it, you will kill it, what can you do to me?"

As she spoke, she blocked Lu Nianchou behind her.

With her arrogant character, she originally disdained to explain so much, but the enemy behind her family went to join the Quanzhen Sect for herself, and she had a friendship with Ma Yu, an old Taoist.

In order not to embarrass him, he opened his mouth to explain.

"It's nonsense, even if others can pick up the Ice Spirit Silver Needle, can the toxin on the needle still be faked?"

Hao Datong shook off Ma Yu's palm, and a layer of purple qi suddenly rose on his old-fashioned face.

"Quench the poison on the silver needle, if you don't use it, the poison will dissipate in three days at most, you tell me, where does the poison in their bodies come from?"

The anger in his heart couldn't be stopped, the toxins on the hidden weapon couldn't be stored for a long time, and even if others got the silver needles left by Li Mochou, it was impossible for Sun Buer and Liu Chuxuan to be poisoned.

The unique secret weapon technique, the unique silver needle, and the toxin that no one can solve, the three are combined into one, except for the red practice fairy Li Mochou, no one on the rivers and lakes can use it.

This is called a unique stunt, if everyone can imitate, everyone can be blamed, what else is it called?

He asked himself that he was also the top master under the congenital level, and he was only a line away from penetrating the second vein of Ren Du, and his strength with Li Mochou was also between him.

But after Li Mochou appeared, he never looked at him from beginning to end, and this kind of contempt and attitude of no one in his eyes made people even more angry.

"Senior brother, in my opinion, why bother talking nonsense with her, take down this female demon first."

Hao Datong looked up to the sky and roared, and there were wisps of purple qi rising in the surging true qi around his body, which was his original Zixia Gong.

His face suddenly turned purple, and a handful of beard under his chin trembled, and his figure swept over more than a dozen feet, and the long sword in his hand roared out.

"After the last battle with you, I devoted myself to hard cultivation and created the Xiyi Sword Technique, which is designed to restrain your Tomb Sect's swordsmanship."

"I'd like to see how you can stop it!"

A sword shadow flashed out a heavy sword light in the explosion like a clear cloud and mist, stabbing directly at Li Mochou not far away.

If you don't see it, you can't see it, and if you don't hear it, you can't say it.

Hao Datong had seen the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and knew that Li Mochou's martial arts were extremely fast and light, while the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect were magnificent, and when the internal swordsmanship of the two sides was almost the same, it was easy to be restrained by it.

Therefore, during this time, he deliberately created this sword technique that focuses on adventure and combines it with the Xiyi Wonderland in the Taoist Sutra, hoping to defeat Li Mochou.

"Be careful!"

However, after Ma Yu saw Hao Datong's movements, his face changed suddenly, he exclaimed, his arms stretched, and the whole person was like a big bird hanging in the air, rushing straight to Li Mochou.

Boom!

Hao Datong's eyes were indifferent, and the light technique of chasing the wind and geese under his feet was unfolded, even if Ma Yu couldn't catch up for a while.

One couldn't breathe, and it had already swept through the sky, and the sword that swallowed it tore through the wind and snow in the sky, stabbing Li Mochou directly.

"I can't help myself!"

Li Mochou smiled indifferently, and there was not the slightest expression on his jade-like flawless face, but he just slapped it out casually.

Rumble!

Hao Datong's heart jumped suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw Li Mochou's palm, which was as warm as jade, fluttering lightly, but it bloomed with a scorching red light like a red glow.

Knort!!

With the sound of the blade breaking, a figure burst out and smashed to the ground.

It's Hao Datong!

Hao Datong, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 20 years and has been looked up to by countless people in the rivers and lakes, was defeated by Li Mochou on the spot in an instant.

"Senior Brother Hao!"

Ma Yu turned over and fell to Hao Datong's side, checked it, and found that his organs were injured, and he was poisoned by the palm, and his injuries were serious, but some of them protected his body with Zixia Gong, and he had no worries about his life for the time being.

He sighed, angry in his heart, his dark blue robe trembled, and he looked at Li Mochou with a faint face.

"Miss Li is really a good means, Senior Brother Hao can be regarded as a famous master in the rivers and lakes, but he doesn't even have the strength to fight back in front of you."

"If I'm not mistaken, you've already penetrated the second vein of Rendu, right?"

Li Mochou's clothes fluttered, his expression did not change in the slightest, and his pretty face was as white as jade with indescribable confidence and high-spiritedness, "Yes, I have indeed opened up the second pulse of Ren Du and practiced innate true qi." ”

"Ma Yu, I hope you can surprise me a little, don't be as useless as Hao Datong!"

Ma Yu sighed lightly, and slipped out of his sleeve robe with a whisk, "I have long heard that Miss Li also makes good use of whisks, but it's a pity that I can't see it today." ”

Even though Li Mochou's momentum was as cold and piercing as wind and snow, he still regarded it as a breeze and was not moved at all.

"Excellent! Danyang real people's means, I have been looking forward to it for a long time! ”

Li Mochou's eyes lit up, and the silver needles stained with a faint light disappeared at his fingertips, but they made people palpitate even more.

"Nature won't let you down!"

Ma Yu put his left palm into his sleeve robe, whisked the dust in his right hand, and said indifferently.

Li Mochou's strength is still above his imagination, to this point, without a fight, it is difficult to give up no matter what.

His expression was neither happy nor sad, and the dust in his hand waved, and he naturally had a bearing of stopping at the depths of the mountains.

"I didn't expect that as soon as I got out of the customs, I would be able to meet a master like Danyang Zhenren, which is really exciting!"

Li Mochou looked at Ma Yu, and there was a flush of excitement on his cheeks, which was born from killing and excitement.

"Li Mochou, a third-generation disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, please teach Danyang Zhenren."

Ma Yu smiled faintly, the dust in his hand swept the wind and snow, and with a violent tearing sound, with the pervasive charm of the breeze and bright moon, swept Li Mochou.

Li Mochou's white jade-like palm suddenly poked out, and he pulled out his sword with a sonorous sound, and the sword light was like a dragon, making a clear humming sound, breaking through the strength of the heavy wind, and facing Ma Yu's dust head-on.

Rumble!

The violent wind rolled and scattered, and even the wind and snow were difficult to fall, and swept wildly in all directions, rippling ripples.

Li Mochou touched the ground on tiptoe slightly, avoiding the frost-breaking ice-breaking fist that suddenly came out of the dust, the whole person was like a red cloud, and like a flame falling from the sky, peerless.

As soon as her body retreated, the long sword rose again, and she killed with the purest jade girl swordsmanship.

"Danyang Zhenren really lives up to his reputation, I want to see, how many moves can you block me?"

……

Seeing that Hao Datong was seriously injured, Ma Yu and Li Mochou fought together, and the other disciples also began to move.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing's eyes flashed with imperceptible surprise, and he roared angrily: "The head of the sect has already started, and we must not let Li Mochou go." ”

"All the disciples listen to the order, set up the Beidou Great Array, block the entrance for me, and never let the enemy escape."

At the time of this kind of fighting, many people were nervous, and after hearing the order, they subconsciously drew their swords out of their sheaths and let out a shout of killing.

"Do it!"

"Kill Li Mochou!"

Yin Zhiping thought of Ma Yu's repeated advice, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, but Zhao Zhijing gave an order, and the crowd was surging, if he spoke out against it at this time, I am afraid that it would be an internal strife immediately.

He could only grit his teeth and rush over together.

"Kill Li Mochou!"

"Kill!"

Boom!

Countless long swords sounded out of their sheaths, and Sen Han's blades rolled like a tidal wave.

……

Just when the fighting broke out in the entire valley, Hou Qian, the deputy owner of the Golden Knife Village in the valley, stood up suddenly, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he said directly: "The valley has been completely killed. ”

"Then there will be no further delay, on the orders of Prince Kublai Khan, we will ambush and kill the array, and when the Quanzhen Sect and Li Mochou fight to the point that both are defeated, we will strike together and kill all the people in the valley."

Speaking of this, the eyelids of the people present moved slightly.

Hou Qian's eyes swept straight over everyone, his palms were lowered, and he said coldly: "This matter cannot be ambiguous at all, Li Mochou, the female devil, is rebellious and crazy, and even the Mongolian prince dares to kill." ”

"What's more, most of the people present have a blood feud with this female devil, the death of Prince Huodu, Quanzhenjiao and Li Mochou are involved, Emperor Meng personally ordered, Prince Kublai Khan presides over the overall situation."

"And it's related to Master Zicong's layout, don't be careless, Master Zicong said that you want the lion eagle to fight the rabbit with all your strength - did you hear that?"

The crowd fell silent, but whispered, "Yes!" ”

Seeing this, Hou Qian no longer hesitated, beckoned to the back, and said: "In addition to us, there will also be a large army to cooperate, bow and crossbow ambush, to prevent accidents." ”

"In addition, there are also masters who personally take action to deal with Ma Yu, we only need to deal with other people."

"Let's go!"

As they spoke, the crowd rushed towards the entrance of the valley, which was the only entrance.

A fight, on the verge of breaking out!

(End of chapter)