The wind roared endlessly with the hoarse roar of the night, the snow was even more misty and majestic under the blessing of the bitter wail, and the Xuefei Mountain in the northeast finally returned to silence and dullness, and there was no human voice and footsteps, only a few heavy snow crushed the stem of the branches, and the ground was chiseled with the wind.

On the southeast side, the big priest is at the head, and on both sides of the body are the two masters of Shao Siming and Lu Qiru and Gong Defeat, behind her, first there are three people from the outer gate, and then followed by the five swords of the inner gate, and the rest are the remaining outer disciples of the sword gate.

"It's a little windy......"

Shao Si Ming looked up at the gray sky and muttered stupidly.

"On this day, it will change, but I also underestimated the word West Pole, but it changes back and forth, and I can't get rid of the word snow!"

Da Si Ming sneered, raised his hand, and motioned for the disciples behind him to follow the pace.

Guijianmen walked in an orderly manner, no one made a sound, and no one complained, not only the people who were led by the Great Priest were extremely vigilant, but even the few disciples who walked at the end held their flying swords in their hands, carefully examined the subtleties of the surrounding woods, and walked cautiously.

"Calculate the time, it's already time, Wangxian Mountain and Guijianmen have already left, but I don't know the truth of the straight road in the mountains, but I'm afraid it won't be simple on our side!"

"Da Si Ming has a long-term vision, old and incompetent, but he also understands that the two sides of this Xuefei Mountain are steep and suitable for ambushes, if the guess is right, the scattered cultivators are afraid that they are already more than lucky!"

"What Dwarf Lu Qi said is true, the front is to go to the top of the hill, turn over and go up the mountain, and this is surrounded by dense forests, the truth is not clear, if you lie here, hehe, then ......"

Gong Loser didn't quarrel with Lu Qiru this time, he looked at the surroundings carefully with a calm and deep gaze, and couldn't help but think.

"Where is Zhao Song?"

"The disciple is here!"

Da Si Ming suddenly stopped, raised his hand, and the person behind him raised his hand and made a stop movement.

Zhao Song heard the call of the great priest, and reluctantly withdrew from behind the withering lan, put the bitter cold on his back, and gave up his hand to agree.

"Tell me to go down, spread out and prepare for war, sneak slowly, don't make a trace of wind and grass, there may be an ambush on the mountain!"

Zhao Song answered softly, hurriedly turned around and summoned his two brothers, and the three of them discussed a few words around, then immediately got up and passed on the news from all directions.

Deep in the forest, in a snow-covered weed, I could hear someone whispering.

"I'm freezing to death! What are you talking about, no one has come up!"

"Hell knows! Just do what you are told. ”

"Don't say it, you've been squatting for a few hours, your hands are frozen, and you don't know how to arrange the Dharma Protector!"

"Ah...... Yawn ......"

"I'm grass, Wang Er Mazi, your snot has made me!"

"Stop blowing, it's already frozen into ice, and it's still on you?"

"Two brothers, don't complain, aren't there still demon sects like us, let's not be happy, they ......"

Sou!

Before he could finish speaking, the three of them felt a sharp pain in their backs, and they looked at each other in horror in the dark night, and they shook their hands and touched their abdomen, which was hot blood.

Sou!

Three swords were drawn from the grass, and streams of heat flowed down the snow from below, faintly visible scarlet.

The sound of breathing in the grass gradually disappeared, and the snow that flowed out turned into ice crystals and was buried by the snow in a short time.

Three figures gradually walked out from under the tree, all of them were dressed as disciples of the Sword Sect, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, disdainfully kicked on the ground, and then spat at the foam.

I only heard one person complacently say, "Hehe, two, this credit is there!"

"Don't get carried away, you and I don't know the cunning of the Demon Sect, notify the senior brother that they are, there must be more than this ambush!"

The person beside him was obviously more stable, glanced at the grass, and immediately held the sword in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, you ...... what you say"

Boom!

"Poof!"

Thump!

The wind pierced the sky, and with it a rain of arrows glowing in the dark night.

In an instant, the three of them fell to the grass, their blood mixed with the previous traces, gradually turning into ice crystals, and the corpses gradually became cold until they were covered by the wind and snow.

The same scene unfolded at the same time on the ridge southeast of Xuefei Mountain.

The sword light and sword shadow, the blood splashed five steps, and the snow was dyed red. If anyone looks back at the bleak place, they will see what a tragic scene.

The corpses were all over the ground, the blood flowed like a river, and the roots of the trees under the snow cover were soaked red, and people who fell stiff in the snow could be seen everywhere, some of them returned to the Sword Gate, and some of them belonged to the Demon Sect.

Da Si Ming waved the smoke in his hand, and the sword blade swept through a gust of wind, setting off countless white waves and heavy snow, pieces like leaves, like waves.

The true qi under her feet was shocked, and she suddenly rose into the air, raised her sword and swung it, raised her forehead three feet, lowered her head and roared, "Sister, help me!"

Shao Si Mingjiao shouted, jumped in the air, stood on the side of Da Si Ming, shook his hands to the side, and a soft sword quietly started, this sword is Dusk Mountain Purple!

The two leaned against each other, their eyes locked on one place on the hillside, and at the same time scolded sharply, "Disciple of the Guijian Sect, quickly retreat!"

Then the conversation changed, and they looked at each other, and they were right

"The painting hall flies to the south of Puyun, and the bead curtain rolls up in the western mountain rain at dusk!"

"The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and things change and the stars move a few degrees in autumn!"

"Yingxu * Falling Sky * Fate!"

In an instant, the red light flickered in the hands of the great priest, and the purple light shone in the hands of the young commander, as the two of them combined their swords and touched each other, they took the two of them as the center in the air, and instantly set off a violent wind, turning into a tornado, tearing and shattering the surrounding trees, snow, and ground!

At the double sword, behind the two of them, there was a sudden convergence of two true qis, red and purple, all condensed into thousands of sword shadows, and the sharp blades changed from illusory to substantial, so the snow falling from the sky curtain was touched by this sword ray, broken into crumbs, and melted into a drizzle.

The sword rose and fell, and there were void ripples behind Da Shao Si Ming, standing still behind the two of her like the surface of the water, and with each sword light flying out, the water mirror behind him suddenly surged, surging and terrifying!

Whoosh!

Bang!

As the waves where the sword fell, all the trees and snow that were affected, together with the ground, were cut off by countless sharp blades, making a thunderous roar!

In an instant, the disciples of the Guijian Sect were all shocked, and they looked at the unbelievable scene in front of them in a daze.

On the slopes, the ridges and hills that had been raised were leveled, revealing bare brown stones, which were broken and broken, like beggars with no skin and no clothes, and lay there.

In the distance, there were many tattered fabrics flying from the sky, the cloth was reddish, and it was not clear in the night, but the fishy smell from it made people feel refreshed.

Everyone suddenly realized that in the place that had not yet been turned over, it was like a purgatory on earth, and countless people in the Demon Sect were dismembered here, but when everyone was still emotional, the wind and snow had already buried it, and everything seemed to be back to normal in the dark night.

"Whirring ......"

Da Si Ming folded his cuffs, wiped the sweat from his forehead slightly, and gasped for breath.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Shao Si ordered to calm down the beating pulse, luck turned around, stabilized his breath, shook his head lightly and said, "It's no big deal." ”

"Master, Master, how are you doing?"

As soon as she saw that the big secretary and the young secretary had finished their work, she jumped in one step and ran in front of the two, her eyes full of concern and worry.

Da Si Ming didn't look at her, but she still helped her up, shook her body, and said in a deep and solemn voice, "Tell Zhao Song and let the disciples speed up!"

"Disciple obeys!"

"Papapa! The great priest is extraordinary, and the women really don't let the eyebrows be shaved! The young priest is also sassy and can hold up half the sky!"

Lu Qiru took the revenge of the public defeat, and the two walked over with laughter, applauding and nodding yes as they walked.

"Lu Lao and Master Gong Lose have praised it, this time the Demon Sect can't send some moths and ants, and they can't get on the stage, I'm afraid they have a big plan this time, otherwise they won't let me go up the mountain so easily!"

The Great Si Ming and the Young Si Ming supported each other, and at the same time they greeted each other backwards, and the Guijian Sect disciples behind them began to follow the road again.

"I didn't think that the Demon Sect had no capable person here in this ambush, it's very strange, originally both of us had been cast in the formation, but they were all killed by the combination of your two swords, alas, you don't have to use it!"

The public lost and sighed again and again, with a painful look on his face, and kept beating his chest in disappointment.

"The second elder is modest, although they are all minions this time, there are countless of them, and my two sisters are just killing chickens and monkeys, a trick to deter, otherwise I don't know how many disciples will be lost in this battle!"

Da Si Ming said without thinking, and then glanced at the surrounding woods, there was a faint sound of footsteps moving, and the buzz of the sword being wiped by the wind, she sneered in her heart, disdainful, and said in her heart, but a few fish that slipped through the net really can't be on the table.

"Jade brick!"

The jade brick's cold face turned even paler in the snowy night, like an ice sculpture.

"The disciple is here!"

"Let Wujian go, bring some disciples, even if it is a fish that slips through the net, you can't let one go!"

"Yes!"

The murderous intent flashed in Da Si Ming's eyes, and he glanced around coldly, and then he didn't care about himself, Shao Si Ming and Lu Qiru began to talk about various matters on the mountain.

On the mountain road in the middle of Xuefei Mountain, there are many footprints silently left in the snow, and as each footprint moves forward a certain distance, there will always be blood soaked in the snow, and then buried by the wind and snow.

Huizhi took the lead, like a light swallow, stepping on the snow, everyone followed behind, constantly scanning the surroundings, only when they found a little suspicious movement, needless to say, a sword flew away, stunned that someone's head fell to the ground, blood splashed three feet, no need to look back, and the snow fell for its burial, and the wind wailed for its end.

The group brushed against the tree and the snow, and jumped from under the tree, but in that instant, they reached another tree.

On the slope of Xuefei Mountain, Hui Zhi said to everyone with a cold heart, and after a little thought, "Climb over this mountain, and they will see our sword ......!"

"Hahaha, it's cold, do you drink?"

Li Qi picked up the wine gourd and handed it to everyone, and in response to him, in addition to shaking his head, there was also a howling wind.

"Why don't you keep it and wait for the Demon Slaying Sect to drink again?"

"Also, when the time comes, warm the wine first, and I'll see if I can go away with a sword and drink another glass of warm wine?"

The figures drifted away, leaving only a few shallow footprints on the hillside, which became lighter and lighter with the wind and snow, until only the whirring wind knew that there had been the footprints of a group of monks here......