The western border, the first line of Mount Everest, the snow-capped mountain pass——

"Whew-"

The cold wind blew, rolling up countless snowflakes and sweeping over the snowy mountains, like a knife edge.

Above the snowy mountain, in the ice and snow, faintly, there are indeed a few figures slowly moving forward, hidden under the snow, and it is impossible to see clearly.

"D004 area is safe, please reply if you receive it, please reply when you receive it. ”

A person took the intercom and whispered to the other side, his cheeks were already red from the cold wind, and his mouth was already chapped, but he didn't dare to lick it, because it would hurt.

"Received, hard work, half an hour. "There was a voice from the intercom, accompanied by the electronic sound that came with the instrument.

"Yes. ”

The man replied, put away the intercom, tightened his clothes, and lowered himself again, hiding in the snowdrift even in the bitter cold. All around, they are all their companions, all of whom look no better than themselves, but they all have firm eyes and serious expressions, and they have no intention of retreating!

Here, the western border of our country, a few days ago, the Nanyang Association and the Shenying Society Alliance, this has become a dangerous place, patrol personnel and secret posts, more than double than before, in order to prevent the enemy from infiltrating!

There are situations in the east and south one after another, and there can be no more accidents in the west!

Duan Qingtian knew this, Nie Ze and Lin Dingkun knew, and every soldier of the Shadow Army knew it!

At this time, they had been buried in the snowdrifts for three and a half hours, and their bodies were already numb, but the blood in their chests was still hot, and they could not slack off, because as long as they were a little slack, it was possible for the enemy to take advantage of the loopholes.

And their mission is to stop the enemy!

Although there are many shadow soldiers, but the three realms are on guard at the same time, there are still some people who are understaffed, almost everywhere, there is a mixture of the strong and the weak, when facing ordinary people, it is naturally more than enough, but when facing the masters, it is a little stretched......

Just a few dozen meters away from them, in the white ground of the snow-capped mountain pass, a few inconspicuous small snowdrifts were moving slowly......

Those snowdrifts are not high, that is, a little more convex than other places, under the action of the wind, snowdrifts are very common, this situation abounds, where can they still attract their attention? and under the snowdrifts, there is a group of seven people in robes!

The seven men were divided from each other, each of them crawling forward, very slowly, like a turtle, and only when the wind became stronger, did they pick up a little pace.

No one knows when they came here, or how long they've been here. But one thing is certain: those who try to cross the border in this way are not good!

After another twenty minutes, the seven small snowdrifts moved more than 20 meters again, an average of one meter in one minute, and at this time, they stopped.

"Attention, everyone, it's almost time for the Shadow Army to change the guard, and we can't afford to act rashly lest they find out. One of them said, in their language.

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Several people around answered in turn, and the scene fell into silence, only the sound of wind and snow, and after a while, one of them asked, "Bishop, are they really going to change the guard at this time?"

"Of course!" said the man who spoke first. "I've been watching them for a long time, they move secretly, almost everyone can stay motionless in the snow for four hours, and only show a little movement when the guard changes...... It's terrifying, Shadow Army, it's terrifying!"

"Is this their sentry then?"

"I don't know, I've been observing them for so many days, and their positions are different every time, obviously to avoid being discovered, and I don't know where they are now, maybe a few hundred meters away, maybe ...... Right in front of you!"

The man known as the bishop said, his eyes fixed on his surroundings for fear of missing a single detail.

But one thing he really said is right, today's dark post and secret post are really, right in front of their eyes......

At a distance of about twenty meters, two groups of people hid under the snow at the same time, waiting quietly.

"This Mount Everest is so big, they shouldn't be able to monitor it all, our luck is not so bad. One of the seven said innocently.

"Who can say for sure, you can rush over and try it, I don't care if you live or die!" the bishop said angrily, glancing at him.

"Hey...... That's what I said, they shouldn't have thought that we would cross the border like this, the affairs of the eastern border are enough for them to be busy, if they want to martial law at the same time, the troops will definitely be scattered, and it may be very weak here, we might as well go all out and take advantage of the weakness, they may not be able to find out?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Wait! No one is allowed to move without my orders!"

"Yes. ”

The man saw that his chief was really angry this time, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he immediately shut up obediently and quieted down.

After another twenty minutes, there was still no change in the surroundings, except for the wind and snow, which passed by frequently in the mountains like idle tourists, and the rest of the people did not move at all.

The bishop looked at the surroundings and said in a deep voice: "Seeing that our luck this time is indeed good, we really didn't go to their secret post, everyone pay attention! Soon we will cross the border, check the time, and check the equipment!"

"Yes!"

The six of them agreed, and several snowdrifts shook slightly, their movements were slight, and it was difficult to distinguish, but they had already completed all the preparations in this slight movement.

"All set, go!"

The bishop gave the order, and the seven of them immediately took action! All of them had solemn expressions, even the one who had been laughing before.

The Chinese border, these five words have a huge deterrent effect!

Behind this line, there are the strongest cultivators, the largest army of cultivators, and countless non-governmental cultivation organizations! If you come with a friendly heart, this is heaven, and if you enter with a hostile heart, this is hell!

"After entering, if you encounter resistance, unless your own strength can crush the other party, don't fight! If necessary, disperse and retreat, break off according to the previously set number, and then ...... What?!"

The bishop walked in front and said to the other six, and suddenly his heart fluttered, and when he looked up, a golden light blasted down like a meteorite!

"Flash!"

The bishop only had time to shout this sentence, and the next moment, the golden light had arrived, and it was blatantly bombarded among the seven!

Boom ——!

The huge force hit the snow, and the true qi was a layer of white snow mist, the bishop was strong and responsive, and he took the lead in turning over and dodging the attack, and the rest of the people also reacted after hearing the bishop's shout, but one who was unlucky was hit head-on and died on the spot!

"No!

The bishop said with a pale face, he never thought that he would be discovered so quickly.

In the distance, a figure quickly came and landed in the crowd, with a big face and round tiger eyes, the deputy commander of the Shadow Army, the person in charge of the Western Territory - Lin Dingkun!

Lin Dingkun...... This guy is here!"

The bishop looked at Lin Dingkun, and his face was already a little bad.

Although Lin Dingkun is far from being as difficult to fight as Duan Qingtian, after all, he is the number two person in the Shadow Army and the direct supreme commander of the Western Realm, and it is by no means a happy thing to meet him when he first comes!

"Withdraw!" the bishop shouted, turning around and wanting to leave, but when he turned around, he found that behind him, he was already surrounded by the warriors of the Shadow Army!

"This ......"

The six people were all stunned, especially a few who were not so strong, and they looked at each other, all seeing the despair in each other's eyes.

Lin Dingkun pulled out his knife, pointed at the enemy from afar, and said in a cold voice: "The little disciple of the Shenying Society, you have entered my urn!"

Behind him, more Shadow Army soldiers came, and among them, there was the person who had just reported the situation with an intercom, who was also grim at this time, staring at the enemy.

Prior to this, Lin Dingkun had already discovered their existence, but he did not alarm the people who were nearby, but quietly mobilized others to come, in order to be not far away, and at the same time, he did not let the people who should change the guard come to avoid startling the snakes.

And the success of this operation is all due to the awesome quality of the soldiers - whether the time has come or not, as long as there is no order from the commander and no shift change comes, his own post is to continue to stand!

All the personnel of the dark post, unmoving, like a lifeless stone in the snow, perfectly deceived the bishop's eyes, and let them walk into the encirclement by themselves!

"How can our national border be so easy to break through?

Lin Dingkun shouted, stepped on the ground, shook up countless snowflakes, and the whole person also flew up and slashed over!

Seeing that the bishop and a few others still couldn't escape, they simply fought first, and immediately used their magical powers to start resisting!

Six people and six kinds of mana converged in front of him, forming a huge protective shield, which forcibly resisted Lin Dingkun's knife, and the next moment, only a crisp sound of "click" was heard, as if the egg shell had been broken, and the protective shield suddenly broke!

Click——!

As if shattering glass, the six-colored mana was withdrawn like a tide and returned to their respective bodies. However, it was not completely inactive, Lin Dingkun's knife was blocked in the end, the power had been consumed, and it slashed directly on the ground, without hurting them.

Several people hurriedly cast spells, and one of them rolled up countless snowflakes with his arms for a while, like small blades, and flew towards his opponent with the wave of his arm. However, when he got close to Lin Dingkun, he was turned into invisible water vapor by an invisible Haoran qi and scattered in the air.

The other person's palm slammed to the ground, and on the ground, a magic circle appeared at that time, and under Lin Dingkun's feet, countless black hands like withered trees instantly rushed out, grabbing the people above.

Lin Dingkun snorted coldly, got up on the ground in an instant, dodged those black hands, and slashed them away with one sword, the golden light flashed, and all the black hands turned into nothingness!

Like Duan Qingtian, Lin Dingkun's spell is also the method of Zhigang, but unlike Duan Qingtian's one-force reduction of ten meetings, his spell is based on the Shaolin method, and the demon-breaking attribute is higher.

Lin Dingkun flew in the air, and with the power of this knife, he instantly arrived in front of the person who was in the formation, and he slashed down with another knife!

The man had just gotten up, and before he could react, he stabbed him in the top of the head, and in an instant, his skull burst!

A person next to him threw a weapon and wanted to sneak attack, but he didn't expect Lin Dingkun to react very quickly, dodge his attack, and stab him backhand!

Click!

"Ah——!h

With a terrible scream, the man covered his right shoulder with his left hand and fell to the ground in pain, and under his right shoulder, there was nothing left, and his entire right arm had fallen to the ground.

After doing all this, Lin Dingkun wanted to make up for it again, but suddenly he heard the sound of the blade breaking through the air behind him, sharp and wild, and quickly turned around, raised his knife to resist, and the bell ——!

The crisp and deafening sound of metal echoed, and the surrounding snowflakes retreated and flew into the distance.

Lin Dingkun raised his head, and the person in front of him who was holding a knife and slashing at him was the bishop, dressed in red, fluttering in the wind......