"What's wrong with you......?

Scarface said dissatisfied, staring at him impatiently.

Sou!

A sharp blade grazed his ear, breaking through the air and carrying the wind, turning the snow at the ends of his hair into crumbs along with his hair, and floating down from the air.

Scarface's pupils widened in anger, and he turned back in horror, only to see a flash of white light, accompanied by a scream, and everyone looked at the place where the voice came from in disbelief.

In the snow, bright red and dazzling, a loose cultivator stared at the sky with wide eyes, the temperature of his stiff body gradually dropped with the surroundings, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling, I am afraid that he was still immersed in his own fantasies before he died.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! There is an ambush!"

The squint-eyed man looked up to the sky and roared, and hurriedly copied out his male and female double-strand knives and held them tightly in his hands, constantly retreating behind him, while retreating, while looking at the surrounding dark woods.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of the wind is everywhere, there is a metal clang, two intertwined noises, three breaking the air wind, showing a monstrous wave, surging from all directions into a vast ocean current, roaring!

"Ahh

Before everyone could react, the screams came and went like a wind blowing through the hall, and the mountain side reached the other side of the mountain, wailing endlessly.

Bang Bang!

The slanted eyes of Lang's double knives swung suddenly, the sword light was like a sword shadow, as if in a flash, the ground suddenly made a snapping sound, it was the sound of the blade smashing on the ground and sinking into the snow.

"Grandma's!"

Sou!

With a wave of his hand, Scarface's three-pointed two-edged halberd swirled into the wind in front of him, whirring and dragging to form a wall of light, barely resisting the rain of arrows from the sky.

"Help! The Demon Cult is coming! The Demon Cult is coming!"

I don't know who screamed miserably in the night, and then a group of people began to cry wolf, constantly shouting that the demon cult was coming, and some didn't even have the courage to hold the weapon in their hands, the two trembled, their hearts were as fragile as thin ice, and they were shattered by a touch, and they kept scurrying in the night.

"The Demon Cult has infiltrated!"

"The Demon Cult is here!"

"You're from the Demon Cult!

The sound became louder and louder, and the crowd of scattered cultivators became more and more chaotic, and in the dark night, their eyes seemed to be covered with a veil of feathers, and they couldn't see the reality clearly, and just like there were people from the Demon Sect among them, they cut one person at will, shouting a few times, and the scattered cultivators only felt that everyone was in danger, and they didn't dare to be calm, and they became more and more frightened and panicked.

"Silence! Calm down! Everyone lean towards me!"

Squint-eyed Lang took Scarface, righteous words, Scarface glared at him, although he was dissatisfied, but he was helpless, his brain was not bright, he could only listen to Squint-eyed Lang.

However, it is still organized by the squint-eyed lang and the scarface, and most of the scattered cultivators are like headless flies, scattering separately, cutting down every person, and killing when they see the shadow, even if it is only a shadow in front of them, they are all sword moves, and all the true qi is diverged!

"Withdraw, we can still save our lives, they ...... Alas......"

The squinted man swept away the chaotic scene in the dark night, and couldn't help but sigh categorically.

"Kill! a bunch of waste, my demon sect hasn't made a move, but my own people can kill hard, ridiculous! ridiculous! ha......"

"Hahahaha......"

"The young master is right, this righteous person is ridiculous!"

Accompanied by a heroic male voice, and with bursts of rough laughter, the sound passed through the mountains and forests in all directions, like a tiger's roar, and like a dragon's roar, echoing in the ravines in the ridge, which couldn't help but make the scattered cultivators even more surprised, and the fear in their hearts deepened a little.

Along with it, there are figures of blue, red, blue and brown that pour in from all sides, and in the snow, there is a fishy smell, which is the sadness left by blood mixed with fear.

"Let's go!

Sting!

The squint-eyed man slashed with one hand, and the two knives poked behind Scarface, and suddenly red and white connected, and one person fell in response.

Scarface was stunned, his eyes were red, and he was murderous, and he picked up the three-pointed two-edged halberd and swung it in all directions, and several figures fell in a pool of blood.

"Oh yes! Lao Tzu fought for his life today! How many can I kill! Just pull a few backs!"

The squinted-eyed man stretched out his hand and grabbed Scarface, who wanted Scarface to be unappreciative, pushed him away, jumped forward by himself, waved his halberd blade, and slashed angrily with his fingers, and two more human heads fell to the ground.

Poof!

A stream of hot blood ran down the air, staining the snow in mid-air red, and spraying it on Scarface's face, but he was not affected in the slightest, but his fighting spirit was stronger, and the halberd in his hand was wielded more diligently, and his strength was a little greater.

"Haha, I'm not a squint who is afraid of life and death, even if you want to spill blood, what if I accompany you?"

"Good brother!"

The two of them laughed madly, as if they were crazy, one of them rushed forward desperately, the knife moved with the people, the halberd danced with the people, the heads and blood were scattered in the air, and there were not only swords and swords in the snow, but also two sympathetic pride.

"Oh, there are two hard spots over there......

Under a tree above the ridge, a half-naked young man snorted softly, pointing curiously at Scarface and Squint.

"Haha, don't disturb the young master, let me take the heads of the two of them, can you?"

A black-faced man behind him smiled disdainfully, as if in his eyes, the two people in the snow were already corpses in the coffin.

"I don't have the heart to see your corpse, this time the stakes are high, don't waste time, fight quickly!"

The young man glanced at him lightly, and without looking back, he waved his hand away, and there were two others who left with him, and there were only two left at this moment.

The remaining two, one in blue, with a gloomy face and bright eyes, and one in red, with a cruel and vicious face, and no hiding the killing in his eyes, was almost crazy.

"Liu Tu Deer, you still put away that disgusting habit tonight, let's hurry up, don't be mistaken, the young master is exact!"

The man in blue said in a serious voice, and as he spoke, he had already grasped his weapon in his hand, which was a dark green spear with a head like a poisonous dragon's head.

"Hehe, stomach pheasant, don't use the young master to press me, the young master has the Kui wood wolf and the eight of them, and he brought the citu raccoon dog and the female earth bat, leaving me with a willow soil roe, isn't this letting me go?"

The man in red sneered dismissively, and he turned his head to stare at the squinted man and Scarface in the snow, and there was a fierce light in his eyes, like a wild beast hunting in the dark night.

The squint-eyed man raised his knife and cut off the head of a man in red with a single sword, which rolled along the hot blood and rolled down the ridge without the slightest pause.

"Scarface, have you noticed that there are fewer Demon Sect members?"

I always feel that the pressure is much lighter, and the rain of arrows that were originally flying in the air has stopped for a long time, and the squinted eyes are a little relaxed without spitting.

"Hey, when you say that, it's true! It seems that the Demon Sect is scared!"

Scar's face was full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth pulled at the scar on his face, although it was ugly, it was difficult to hide his joy.

"I'm still worried about ......"

"Could it be that the main force of the Demon Cult is not here?"

"Hahaha, the main force is not here, and the main force is still needed to take the first level?

The two of them listened to the sound of this unbridled rage, like the cry of a wild beast in the snow in the dark night.

When the two of them saw clearly, they saw that under the shadow of the forest in front of the ridge, the sound of trampling gradually came, and the figure was longing and clear, one was holding a dark green spear, one was holding a dark green spear, and the other was holding a long knife on his back, and the ground was dragging a glaive long knife.

"How sure are you?"

Scar's face was as pale as earth, gloomy and covered his forehead, looking at the two people who were getting closer and closer, he felt that the momentum was violent, and an invisible pressure came to his face, falling on his shoulders fiercely, and pressing down heavily.

"Ichisei!"

The squinted man couldn't help but smile faintly, and said loudly, looking at the fortitude on his face, Scarface was silent, just looked at the three-pointed two-edged halberd in his hand solemnly, and couldn't help but hold it with more force.

"One for each person!"

The stomach pheasant said straightforwardly, and before the willow roe deer could say a word, the person had already waved the spear away, and the spear tip dragon roared, and the "poisonous dragon thorn" on the body of the spear was dark green and shiny, which was extremely weird.

The squinted man reacted quickly, and when he saw that the other party was fierce, he hurriedly picked up the male and female double-strand knife and stabbed it again.

Boom!

The gun and the knife struck together, the stomach pheasant's playful eyes were indifferent, his arms trembled, and then he turned over and slashed, and the knife took off the entanglement of the gun and went sideways.

The stomach pheasant smiled disdainfully, and suddenly shook his arms, and the poisonous dragon thorn was shining at the tip, accompanied by his legs stretched, fell to the ground, and then the head of the gun was raised, and the body of the gun flicked, and the squinted eyes suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Poof!"

Crackling......!

The squint-eyed man flew upside down, a mouthful of blood splashed in the air, and some of it landed on the poisonous dragon thorn, flowing down the body of the spear, dripping on the snow, and even the mixed snow turned dark green, emitting an unpleasant stench and a corrosive sound.

"Are you alright?" Scarface must have both legs, and stopped the weightless squint Lang from behind, and said with a worried face.

"It's okay!

The squinted man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth slightly, and could find through the gap that the roots of his teeth were full of red blood, only to see him frowning, looking pained, and struggling to lift his numb feet.

"That's it, you can take the pheasants and leave them to me!"

Liu Tu Deer's face was full of disdain, and he smiled contemptuously, as he drew his knife and faced each other, Scarface and Slanted Eyes suddenly felt that there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him, and his gaze was like the ghost pupils of the Nine Ghosts.

"Let's do it together!"

Scarface roared angrily, and all the true qi on his hind feet gathered, and he jumped up, and the three-pointed two-edged halberd fell from the air, with a trace of broken empty sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the squinted man first raised his hand and swung a knife, turned over and kicked it with his foot, and then dodged and slashed away with another knife in one hand.

Bang!

Liu Tu Deer raised his hand like an axe with a horizontal knife, and then gritted his teeth and roared eagerly, "Ah!" and the scarred face and the squinted eyes of Lang Dun's weapon on his half-moon knife shook off dozens of feet away.

Seeing that the two of them were slightly frustrated, Liu Tu Deer hurriedly pursued, waving the half-moon knife, and took off towards the squint-eyed man and Scarface.

"Even if you die, I'm going to pull you on your back!

Scarface's chest shook, blood spit out, shook his drowsy head, his eyes widened angrily, his face did not change color, and with a bang, he broke through the ground under his feet and rushed towards the willow roe deer.

In an instant, the wind and waves in the air were everywhere, cracking everywhere, the mountains and rocks trembled, the sky trembled, the ravines rolled and the stone pillars slipped and filled, and the snow in the air turned red and slowly fell.

Thump!

There was a scarred skull that slammed into the ground, the gold and stone exploded, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind and snow became even stronger.

"If you weren't born in the same year, you would like to share the Yellow Spring with you!"

The two handles of the male and female double-stranded knives shone brightly, and the squint-eyed lang broke through the air, bringing bursts of snow behind him, the vast snow white, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the trees were crying, and the rain and snow were red.

Click!

Sou!

The two broken knives were impressively visible, making a snort, and they were inserted on the side of the broken halberd impartially.

"Let's go" The stomach pheasant glanced lightly and turned his head disdainfully.

The willow deer licked and licked the blood from the blade, and suddenly sighed slightly, and the turbid air spit out was white under the snow.

Behind the two distant figures, there was a trembling, dying man, who dragged his mangled body from under the tree here, leaving a crimson crack in the snow until his hand touched the body next to the skull.

His hand trembled out, and before he could reach a height, he fell down on the corpse with a sigh......

As soon as the wind and snow changed, he walked towards the side of the king's head.

A halberd handle, a knife blade, there is no such person in the West Pole......

In the West Pole Snow Mountain on a snowy night, everything returned to silence, and the original red piece, but with the passage of time, under the evolution of heaven and earth, gradually recovered to its original ......

(100 chapters, I've never written so many words, and I've never insisted on this, I've crossed a threshold, I'll go all the way through thick and thin, write my Xianxia, finish writing my Xianxia!)