The snow is heavy and the roads are difficult.

A row of deep footprints was left in the snow and ice, spreading from afar.

Gao Xian rode a donkey over the mountain, passing by a dry forest, and suddenly stopped.

Because there was a pile of wood blocking the way, it looked like it was supposed to be used to block the passage of horses or carriages.

But since this thing appeared, it meant that someone had deliberately set up a place to plunder the passing caravans or pedestrians.

Sure enough, five or six people rushed out from both sides of the dense forest and surrounded Gao Xian.

The leader was a strong man with a large sword, and the others had swords, axes and hammers.

This is obviously a gang of habitual bandits, not ordinary outcasts, and swords are also valuable wealth for ordinary people.

In the eyes of this gang of robbers, Gao Xian stood still as if he was frightened, looking at them.

"It's still a donkey-nosed stinky Taoist priest with fine skin and tender meat, but looking at this poor and sour appearance, it is estimated that there is no oil and water. ”

The leading strong man was wearing a coat with some hair loss, walked in and looked at Gao Xian's appearance, and shook his head in disgust.

"Growing like this, with fine skin and tender meat, it's also quite valuable, and those old men in the city are the best to do this. ”

Beside him, a strongman like a dwarf monkey, flatterer, his leader.

"Hahahaha, that's right, this look, you can also sell it for some silver!" the leading strong man laughed.

"The donkey is good, the fat is strong, and it must be delicious to make donkey meat. The man came up and grabbed the donkey of Gao Xian, trying to overthrow him to the ground, but he did not see the donkey looking at him with a strange face.

Gao Xian is also looking at these strongmen, to see if these guys have money in their pockets, whether they are fat sheep or poor ghosts, and the result of their actions is just to eliminate the demon and defend the way or to rob the rich and help the poor.

However, before Gao Xian could make a move, at this time, a person walked out of the mountain road behind him again.

As soon as he appeared, the situation was broken, and the eyes of these strongmen quickly shifted from Gao Xian's body to him.

Because Gao Xian is just a poor little Taoist priest, he has nothing but a donkey, and the other party is tall and big, and he also carries a sword.

It was a gorgeous sword, and from the hilt of the sword, it knew that it was worth a lot.

The swordsman was dressed in green clothes and wore a hat, and he couldn't see his face.

He walked quickly, but he seemed very steady, and there was no sense of hurry. But it gave people a strong pressure head-on, and a strong aura of slaughter emanated from his body, enveloping everyone who stood in front of him.

"Stop!"

"I told you to stop!"

"Do you hear me? ”

The robbers roared angrily, trying to suppress each other through the crowd and momentum, but the pace of the other party's walking did not change.

These people immediately formed a formation and waited for them, and everyone's faces looked a little solemn.

Even if there is only one person on the other side, these six habitual bandits and strongmen already feel a strong crisis.

The swordsman approached, and the first thing he couldn't bear was these strongmen who were blocking the way.

They feel ignored and humiliated and are also ready to strike first.

"Ahh

The leader of the strongman team rushed forward with people, and the accomplices behind him followed one by one with a shout, as if as long as they shouted louder, their combat effectiveness would become stronger.

"Chime~"

The sword is out of its sheath.

Even most people didn't see how the sword was unsheathed, only the sound of it unsheathed, and then the three men who rushed to the front were wiped by a sword and fell to their knees.

Step, swing the sword.

Thorn, a sword piercing the heart.

Wipe, a sword to seal the throat.

The last one turned back to his horse, and the sharp blade pierced the strongman's leader's chest directly from behind, and the snow-white tip of the sword emerged from his chest.

Collect your sword and fall to the ground.

The strong man twitched a few times, and then he lost his breath. He kills people very chic and beautiful.

It doesn't feel like it's killing people at all, it's more like walking in the snow, rolling up and waving. Killing six people, only five swords were used, and all of them used the most direct, simple and imaginative sword moves to take the lives of the other party.

The move is deadly, but the blood shed is not much, and it is full of artistic sense. What's more important is that after he finished killing people, he didn't say a word, wiped his sword and put it away.

Then he straightened his hat and walked past Gao Xian's side, and walked away in style.

Come without saying a word, kill without saying a word, and leave without saying a word.

It's like flicking the dust off a hat on a journey, and killing someone is as easy as breathing.

It's too pretending, and the tall image of a peerless swordsman stands up all at once.

Gao Xian was very envious.

The Yuntian Guan Master himself has practiced martial arts, leaving a method of breathing and breathing and forging the body, there is no such thing as internal force, but the exercise to the extreme, there is also the ability beyond ordinary people, the top martial artists have the ability of a hundred enemies, and it is also the reason for the prosperity of martial arts sects in this world.

However, the previous generation of viewers did not have the feeling that a swordsman had trained his body and swordsmanship to the extreme, and even made people feel that this person's kendo had a bit of a taste of fusion with the momentum of the will, and he had already stepped out of the realm of simple physical exercise and sword practice.

However, what Gao Xian didn't expect was that the swordsman in Tsing Yi left in a hurry, but he came back even more urgently.

As the sun set, Gao Xian walked forward with his back to the sunset sun, watching the Tsing Yi swordsman who had left in a hurry in the distance suddenly galloping back.

Step on a meteor and fly in the snow. And he looked in a hurry, covered in wounds, with one left arm hanging down, and it looked like he had been bitten by something, and he didn't have the image of a master half a minute ago, as if something was chasing him behind him and panting and running for his life.

When the other party saw Gao Xian, he immediately shouted. "Run, there's a wolf demon behind you. ”

"Woo~"

A group of wolves rushed out of the forest in the distance, and the snowflakes rolled in the ice and snow, and there was a situation of thousands of troops.

Although the swordsman in Tsing Yi ran very fast, the wolf that rushed to the front ran faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a lightning bolt, catching up with the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi had no choice but to turn back.

"Kill!"

As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, a lonely and desperate killing intent seeped out from its sword, and ordinary people who encountered this sword were afraid that they could not even move, and could only lead the neck to be killed.

But the wolf was close in length and cunning like a fox, and it was indeed a bit too much.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it can indeed be called a monster, but in Gao Xian's opinion, you can't speak, you can't transform into shape, what kind of monster is it?

Facing the swordsman at this moment, this fierce wolf was extremely fierce and cunning against this sword, exchanging injuries for injuries and opening a bloody mouth to bite the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

But before the swordsman could stab him, the wolf's eyes glowed green, capturing the swordsman's mind.

The swordsman's pupils were instantly sluggish, and when he came back to his senses, the wolf kiss was already attached to his neck, and his heart turned a thousand times in an instant, and he thought that he would die.

He felt a little sorry that he had traveled thousands of miles to the appointment, but he didn't expect to die in the wilderness outside Gongzhou City.

There is no vigor, there is no world famous, there is only a little Taoist priest who witnesses, and he will soon be buried in the wolf's belly with him.

A gust of wind passed by the swordsman in green clothes, picking up pieces of snowflakes, and the wolf body more than two meters long froze in mid-air for a moment.

A demon-like momentum emanated from a donkey, looking at the wolves, the wolves and the swordsman were clearly open, but they couldn't move.

Step~Step~Step~"

The sound of the donkey's hooves across the snow sounded.

Then he lifted the donkey's hooves and stepped down, carrying all the power of the horse, and kicked the ferocious hungry wolf out like a rag.

After kicking the wolf to death and dispersing the momentum, the swordsman and the wolves felt that their consciousness was returning to their place little by little.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi stood in the snow, looking at the wolf corpse in front of him, and the wolves also stopped at the same time, whimpering and retreating one by one, and then ran away.

The mountains fell silent for a moment.

The Taoist priest rode on the back of a donkey, walked past the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and walked up the hill to meet the sunset.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi looked at Gao Xian speechless, his eyes full of shock and surprise.

Even at the moment of passing by, Gao Xian could feel the deep embarrassment in his heart from the body of the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

The Taoist stood at the highest point of the hill, bathed in the setting sun, and a respectful inquiry sounded behind him.

"In the lower Lu Canghai, can the immortal chief tell me his name?"

"Bashan Yuntian View. ”

"Empty dust. ”