Bloodstained, the sword in his hand was still dripping with beads of blood, as soon as these disciples came in from outside, everyone watched, and those outer disciples who were still sitting got up one after another.

"A few junior disciples, what happened?" Lu Qiong walked over, and there were many outer disciples behind him, and thousands of people's eyes were on them, and they all tried to get as close to them as possible, but these few outer disciples who looked at their bodies were covered in blood, and they were still panting, raising their heads to look at the big people in the seat, their faces were pale.

The leading outer disciple shouted to the surrounding disciples: "Someone is attacking the mountain and killing many disciples, and Liu Qianxue under the mountain is leading the remaining disciples to retreat to the mountain. ”

"Someone is attacking the mountain?" Lu Qiong frowned, and the outer disciples around him also discussed, attacking the mountain, is someone attacking Qingyun Mountain? What kind of joke?

Qingyun Mountain is located in the vicissitudes of the world for thousands of years, how many dynasties have changed, attacking Qingyun Mountain? Is this a rebellion?

Even if the country is opposed, no one should risk the world's condemnation so much to create this thousand-year-old mountain gate. Even the Demon Sect, which had caused chaos in the entire rivers and lakes back then, did not say that it would make any big moves against Ling Tianmen's status in the rivers and lakes.

Chen Cheng and the one-inch monk led Ji Xiang and the others over, and the hundreds of scholars and teachers behind him also followed him, all holding weapons, Chen Cheng's brows were tightly locked, he waved his hand and called out two scholars, asking them to lead the disciples of the outer gate to Ling Tianfeng, looking for those inner disciples and old monsters who were still on the mountain to go down the mountain.

"Since the ancestors founded the sect, for thousands of years, my Qingyun Mountain martial arts have prospered, the ancestors of the masters, the mighty rivers and lakes, and generations of disciples can crisscross the five lakes. "Chen Cheng stood on a high place, as the head of the outer gate, in charge of thousands of outer disciples, in terms of seniority, he is not as good as an inch on the mountain, but if you talk about the entire mountain gate, the identity of the head of the outer gate, and he is much bigger, Chen Cheng is holding a Qingfeng long sword, and the white clothes on his body flutter with the wind and snow, he shouted loudly: "Today, someone is attacking my Qingyun Thousand Feet High Mountain, and wants to destroy my foundation! Kill my outer disciples! I Ling Tianmen Outer Gate, how should I welcome guests? All the outer disciples obey the order!"

Not only did thousands of outer disciples shout in unison, but even those scholars and teachers also shouted, "Disciple obey orders!"

The shouts of these thousands of outer disciples were all full of anger, and even the cranes by the lake were also shocked, fluttering their wings and flying into the clouds.

Chen Cheng nodded, took a step forward with the sword, and the next one was an inch monk, Yueyun Palace was the one who did not let go, he was Chen Cheng's cronies, and the scholars and sects followed up, and then there were outer disciples who followed down the mountain.

These more than 8,000 outer disciples are not timid, all holding swords and long knives, and can see other peaks, there are notified outer disciples, give up what they are doing, come down the mountain, such a high Qingyun Mountain, but only this mountain road has been built, all the paths to go down the mountain converge to a long road on the mountainside, looking down from the mountain, you can see at a glance that the bluestone steps built on the mountain are all disciples who are going down the mountain, and there is a steady stream behind them, followed by Chen Cheng at the front.

The old sword immortal was still sitting in his position, drinking by himself, and the twenty or so Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples he brought were also infected by Fang Cai's formation, and an older disciple still looked at the old sword immortal and asked, "Great Elder, someone is attacking Qingyun Mountain, what should we do?"

"What do you think is a good thing about such a bustle?" Su Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, snorting coldly and sighing: "This is because some people are not satisfied with the ancient rarity, and they can't bear it, and they really want to do it in front of Qingyun Mountain." ”

"Chaos is coming. ”

A Qingyun Mountain is like a five-fingered mountain pressed on the rivers and lakes, and now the things under the mountain are about to cause chaos, and this high mountain will be toppled.

Su Jue saw in his eyes, this kind of thing obviously would not be easy, but that person had endured it for too long, from a teenager to what he is now, people's patience is limited.

"It's the girl named Nan Huaijin, it's very good. What about you, Senior Brother Xiao, why haven't you seen anyone else for so long? ”

This Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple glanced at the rest of the senior brothers, shook his head and said, "Senior brother doesn't know when he left, and neither do the disciples. ”

The old sword immortal sighed, after all, Xiao Fa is a disciple of Chen Jinglang, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, not only is he a highly regarded person, but he is also a very talented young generation, but he disappears all day long, and even what the big people say, sometimes they don't take it seriously.

The money counter is vast, and there is no end in sight, Chen Cheng's heart is not at ease, he still turned his head to look at the one-inch monk who was with him, the senior brother is still that kind appearance, and there are Ji Xiang, Nan Huaijin, and Li Wei'an behind him, he thought about it and said to the one-inch monk: "Senior brother, the uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and I can't even figure out what happened today." ”

He was afraid that something had changed, and he had already asked people to invite the senior brother, but Lu Weisheng was in retreat, and he didn't know if the senior brother who had always had some Taoist skills in the retreat had calculated anything, and he asked himself that although he was a Taoist priest before going up the mountain, but the Taoist way, after all, the senior brother was more powerful.

The old monk shook his head and said, "The world is impermanent, so there are so many hexagrams that can be calculated?

What the old Taoist priest said was good, what Chen Cheng could do was only to follow the trend, what happened in a while, what Chen Cheng tried his best to do was what he should have done.

"Senior brother," Li Wei'an shuddered his neck, lest the snow in the sky fall into his neck, this Qingyun Mountain is too high, he has to be careful with every step, he is not like those senior brothers who have cultivated their foundation since childhood, even the steps covered by snow can be steady, and he is not afraid of slipping at all, "But you want to kill people in a while?"

Ji Xiang glanced at him, nodded and said lightly: "Maybe there are many enemies, you can hide next to your senior sister Nan for a while." ”

"Senior brother, don't you know me?" Li Wei'an felt that Ji Xiang had underestimated him, and rolled up his sleeves to show his muscles as he walked, but a little wind and snow blew by, he hurriedly put down his hand and said, "The little master's strength is very great!"

The dozen or so outer disciples behind him were gathered in front of Xuejiao, and when they heard Li Wei'an speak at this moment, they all knew that he was an inner disciple, and someone laughed and said: "Senior Brother Li, you are the best among the young disciples of the inner sect, and we are still talking all day long, you and Senior Sister Nan are really talented and beautiful." ”

Senior Sister Nan is also a celestial person, and Senior Brother Li is also handsome, which is a good match. ”

Someone else came over and wanted to say something, but Nan Huaijin turned around and glared at them, which scared him out!

"Dare to say anything, beware of going back and punishing you for eating dozens of rulers!" Ji Xiang also turned his head and said, he knew that Nan Huaijin didn't want others to mention this, so he could only stand up and say, and several disciples hurriedly stopped.

The sound of fighting under the mountain was getting closer and closer, Chen Cheng heard it, frowned, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, his body changed, and the remnants of the Dao Dao swept through the wind and snow, and the people who followed behind saw him disappear in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Even an inch, his face changed slightly, and he said to Ji Xiang: "I will take the first step with your senior uncle, and I am optimistic about your junior brothers and sisters, don't let them have an accident." ”

Before Ji Xiang could reply, only an afterimage was left to drift away, leaving a gust of wind behind, and the snow on the steps flew up.

"Keep up!"

Ji Xiang also shouted, looked back at Nan Huaijin and Li Wei'an, and said, "You follow me, don't go far." ”

The two of them nodded, Nan Huaijin had already pulled out his Chiffon sword and followed Ji Xiang, and there was a steady stream of Qingyun disciples behind him catching up. “”

When Ji Xiang rushed to the bottom of the mountain, the first thing they saw was a figure who had been kneeling on the green cloud stone steps, dead for a long time, it was Liu Gan who was taught, he was pierced into his chest by a sword, his head was hanging, his hair was messy, in addition to the sword that ran through his chest, there were many injuries on his body, Liu Gan just held the sword, and he didn't blink his eyes.

"It's Liu Qianxue to teach!"

"What a lesson!

"Teach!"

......

Many disciples poured up, and Nan Huaijin and the three of them had to retreat to the next step, and these outer disciples surrounded Liu Gan's body, many of them had tears in their eyes, and most of them looked at it in shock.

"Learning is dead. ”

"We want to hate learning and teaching!"

"Snow hate!"

"Revenge, this revenge is not avenged...... Swear not to be a man. ”

“......”

......

Some of the disciples were taught by Liu Gan, and they shouted one after another, and they didn't stop, and they bypassed Ji Xiang and the others at once, and hundreds of people went down the mountain one step ahead of them.

The people were in a complicated mood, looking at Liu Gan's corpse covered with snowflakes, presumably killing many enemies who came up the mountain, being stabbed in the chest, and then going up the mountain alone to the mountainside to wait.

This is not far from the town at the foot of the mountain, and a faint shouting of killing can be heard, Ji Xiang said loudly: "Shakyamuni and the head of the courtyard have already gone down the mountain before me, we can't stay any longer." ”

The rest of the disciples continued to pour down the mountain with them.

I can't tell how many people in red there are, they are all proficient in swordsmanship, and the knife formation formed is also very powerful, this formation is dozens of knife formations, and the ground is full of corpses, some are in red, and there are also disciples of Qingyun Mountain.

The two figures are like swords that break the formation, indestructible, Chen Cheng's swordsmanship is extremely sharp, the man in red can't stop him at all, the cold light flickers in the knife array, Chen Cheng has a sword, shuttling freely in the formation, he is furious at the moment, regardless of the killing, not long after he came down the mountain, he has already killed hundreds of people, the sword is also flashing with cold light, there is a layer of true qi attached to the Qingfeng, indestructible, those knives collide with this sword, there will be a collapse.

Even those red-clothed swordsmen who rode big horses couldn't deal with Chen Cheng, more than a dozen people were wrapped by a person's sword light, and the last two red-clothed swordsmen were cut into human sticks, lying on the ground, their necks were swept by the sword light, and their vitality had long been cut off.

"What a great character! Who the hell is this man?"

A person screamed, and hurriedly summoned the red-clothed swordsmen in the knife array to kill him, and hid behind the knife formation, but how could Chen Cheng let him go, just a figure flashed, and a few shadows stepped out of the air, and the sword in his hand cut off the head of the red-clothed leader, and he waved his hand and killed into the crowd, the screams were endless, some people exclaimed, some people roared, like wolves entering the flock, and the sheep had no ability to resist!

There was a sound of a bow and crossbow in the distance, falling on the corpse, Chen Cheng threw away the dead body in his hand, snorted coldly, and saw the red-clothed man holding the bow and crossbow, the red-clothed man panicked, and the red-clothed swordsmen around him were all frightened, how dare they step forward to block it, Chen Cheng flew in front of the man, grabbed his neck with one hand, and the long sword in his hand cut through his abdomen.