Legend has it that Ziyun Mountain is a purple cloud that fell from the sky, so the radius of 100 miles contains a strong aura of heaven and earth, the originator of Ziyun Mountain took this place to enlighten and create Ziyun Mountain, which is the first-class immortal sect in the surrounding countries, since the death of the originator Xian, it has been passed to this generation for more than 100 years.

At this moment, the originally picturesque, beautiful fairy blessed land, a piece of corpses with broken arms, puffs of black smoke, and a mountain of dead people.

"Palace master, I have carefully examined it, and no one has survived...", the short-haired woman with a thin sword at her waist said to a woman in palace clothes.

"But the strange thing is that the buildings of Ziyun Mountain are all intact, and there is no trace of a fight. ", the short-haired woman frowned.

The palace woman stared at the black smoke of Ziyun Mountain, "No matter what, the Ziyun Mountain Mountain Protection Array has been broken, inform the whole palace that you must be careful and act carefully during this time, in addition, quickly send a team of people to find Wan'er, and be sure to ensure that Wan'er returns to the palace safely." ”

A year ago, Wan'er and the disciples of Ziyun Mountain went down the mountain to practice, and a year later, Ziyun Mountain opened the mountain protection array, and now the entire Ziyun Mountain is dead, and the mountain protection array has dissipated, only then was discovered by herself, thinking of this, the face of the palace woman was full of worry.

"Wan'er, you must be safe!"

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The old man landed on the roof of the building unhurriedly, and he already knew in his heart that the young man shouted loudly, presumably there would never be any out-of-the-world masters beyond his control here, but this doll was a little interesting, and he actually let himself look away, not a dumb person.

The whole restaurant was silent under this thunderous shout just now, but then it was noisy again.

"Whose child, why are you shouting and screaming while telling a story?"

"Children are naughty and mischievous. ”

The restaurant soon became lively again, and no one took it seriously, just a prank by some child.

But on the third floor, "Master Wen, look at it, there are some guys who are fame-seeing, pretending to be ghosts, and I'm so annoyed by the noise." The young man surnamed Liu looked up with a cold face.

The young man suddenly lifted the long sword on the table, the body of the sword was clumsy, covered with clouds, and it was unsheathed.

"Get me down!"

The young man swung his sword, and the long sword broke through the air, pierced through the roof, and stabbed at the old man who landed on the roof.

The old man pinched the menacing long sword with two fingers, crying and laughing in his heart, is it really a cycle of cause and effect?

Wiped out the Ziyun Mountain, and it was here that I met this lone seedling who was about to slip through the net, you little doll of Ziyun Mountain, it's good that the old man didn't shoot at you first, how dare you strike a sword against the old man first?

Didn't you see that the few corpse puppets standing here are all from your ancestors of Ziyun Mountain? Also, you can't see this through the roof, okay, the old man will let you take a look.

Thinking of this, the old man stretched out his hand, and the one-legged man next to him raised his leg and stepped on it.

Bang!

A large hole was made in the roof.

The bloodless old man squatted on the roof of the building with a sneer, looked down, and narrowed his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Whose sword?"

Hearing the roar next door, the woman with a charming face sat on the old man in a brown robe, hooked the old man's neck and said coquettishly: "There is a lot of movement next to it." ”

The short man with a giant knife at his waist took a sip of wine and signaled the big man with stubble on his face not to act rashly.

Senior Brother Liu saw that the sword was fruitless, and his heart was even more angry, isn't this a shame in front of Senior Sister Cao!

Standing up, he looked up, and was about to strike again, but the next moment, the young man's eyes widened in disbelief.

In the moonlight, there were three people standing behind the old man, all of whom the young man knew.

Isn't the one-armed and one-legged person his own master? Isn't the one with the thin sword at the end the same Shi Bozu, who is known as the first person in the sword path of Ziyun Mountain? The one with white bones is the master of his own sect!

Tick-tock, sweat flowed on the floor, the young man's whole body couldn't help but tremble, and the man told himself in his heart that this was all fake, fake!

But the three corpses in the sky emitted a looming cloud that made the young man's heart feel like ashes, which was the characteristic of cultivating his Purple Cloud Mountain Secret Method!

The old man looked at the frightened young man, interesting, interesting, playing with the quaint long sword, playing with the taste: "Why did you stand up?

How dare the trembling young man speak, the old man smiled disdainfully, Ziyun Mountain's is really some waste.

The old man grabbed the thin young man who had just shouted loudly and jumped down from the roof.

Since Xu Yu opened this restaurant, he has seen all kinds of immortal masters over the years, but like today, the old man who looks like a ghost and the three people who are not ghosts, Xu Yu is still so frightened that he is paralyzed to the ground.

The old man looked around and said to himself, "The four small fish and shrimp are still calm. With a flick of his sleeves, the wall tiles were shattered, he looked at the old man in the brown robe with a gloomy face and the charming woman sitting on him, glanced at the two men who were on guard and holding the hilt of the knife, the old man pursed his lips, boring, retracted his gaze, carried the sword, and slowly walked towards the frightened Senior Brother Liu.

Walking up to Senior Brother Liu, who was trembling all over, the old man asked Senran, "Is it your sword?"

Senior Brother Liu didn't dare to speak, and the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Senior Brother Liu's figure retreated, and a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings pointed directly at the old man.

The old man looked at the little girl who pulled Senior Brother Liu behind him and pointed his sword directly at him, and said with a smile: "Little girl, put down the sword, for the sake of Linjiang Palace's face, the old man can still let you go." ”

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, the charming woman next door swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Linjiang Palace, for the surrounding countries, it is a behemoth!

Who is this old man who is not afraid of Linjiang Palace?

The old man in the brown robe secretly said that it was not good, and this trip to listen to the book might cause big trouble.

The short man gestured to the brother next to him, his thumb resting on the hilt of the knife.

Next to Senior Brother Liu, a young girl was holding a soft sword, not retreating half a step, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the old man!

"Oh?", the old man said curiously when he saw this: "Little girl, do you know that this lonely man behind you is now a lonely man in Ziyun Mountain, and he is about to go down to reunite with his fellow disciples, why are you like this?

The girl didn't answer silently, Ziyun Mountain and Linjiang Palace have been friends for generations, and the identity of the three corpse puppets behind the old man, of course, the girl recognizes them.

Senior Brother Liu behind her is not her sweetheart, at best she is a friend, but walking the rivers and lakes, not to mention whether she can be chivalrous and righteous, and asking her to abandon her friends in danger, she is determined to be a drunk and a heroine, and she will never be able to do it!

Although the girl was arrogant, the soft sword in her hand trembled, there was no way, in the face of this old man, the girl felt depressed, and the flow of qi was not smooth.

When the old man saw this scene, he was a little distracted, remembering that Ziyun Mountain coveted the treasure he got, sent someone to chase and kill him, and after a bloody battle, he fled to his friend's cave, she hid her scarred self in the secret room of the cave, and faced the pursuers of Ziyun Mountain alone.

The old man looked dazed, and they asked her if she knew where she was, and she said that she knew that "he wants to live well, and I know where he is." She walked out with them, and the pursuers did not find themselves scarred, and of course, they never saw her again.

The old man would rather that he was taken away that day, but he was covered in bruises and could not move.

What a baby?

The old man looked at the young girl who had just screamed loudly, found a chair and sat down, and said to the young man: "You want to remind the people in the town to let them escape?"

The old man laughed and said to everyone on the third floor: "If you kill a hundred people today, you can live, of course, you guys, each of you is equivalent to a hundred heads, if you don't kill, I will kill you!"

The old man stared at Senior Brother Liu, who was trembling all over, "Little bastard of Ziyun Mountain, the old man will also give you a chance, if you kill the Linjiang Palace doll in front of you, the old man will not only write off the grievances with your Ziyun Mountain, but the old man will also give you a transformation!"

"This senior, we have no grievances, can you let us go?" asked the woman with a charming face in a low voice.

The old man's face sank, and the one-armed corpse puppet behind him smashed the interrogating woman into the wall with a punch, and the old man narrowed his eyes.

"I'll only say it once, kill or die!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't listen to his demagoguery!", the young girl shouted.

Everyone on the third floor looked at each other.

The old man sat in a chair, closed his eyes, and said softly.

"Three"

The short man hesitated.

"Two"

The first humanistic national teacher of the southern country of Xinnan looked at everyone.

"One"

"Ahh

The first to strike was the old man in brown, who broke the neck of the charming woman who had just broken free from the wall.

The woman's dead face was full of disbelief.

The old man in brown asked the old man who was about the same age as him, "Senior, can I leave?"

The old man opened his eyes, looked at the old man in brown who acted decisively, and sneered: "She was injured by me just now, only half of it." ”

The old man in brown had a gloomy look in his eyes, and after thinking about it, he suddenly swept his body violently, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed Xu Yu, the proprietress who was paralyzed on the ground.

The next moment, the old man in brown did not advance but retreated.

In front of Xu Yu, a burly man with a stubble on his face, with his bare hands, actually knocked the old man in brown back with one punch!

The stubble man took a sip and scolded: "Grandma, you old man is not a thing anymore, you don't even let go of your own good looks, you are really an old brute!"

The old man in brown stabilized his figure, and the man's punch shook his palms numb.

The old man shook his hand, "Get out, don't stand in the way of the old man's life, otherwise you will be counted in the old man's number!"

The big man rubbed his hands, "Fuck you! I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The short man said to Xu Yu: "The boss lady can still move, if she can move, go downstairs quickly, let the people in this town run quickly, how far and how far to run, we don't know how long we can delay." ”

The short man picked up the giant knife and sighed, grandma's, the money has not been earned, and he may have to put his life into it today.

Glancing at the old man sitting on the chair, the short man scolded in his heart, he was just trying to make money, this old guy was so ruthless, he wanted his life!

But if he said that he could kill those unarmed ordinary people in order to survive, he promised, but the knife in his hand did not agree!

Senior Brother Liu is still standing in place, like wood, but his heart is already in waves, struggling. Is it to survive, kill Senior Sister Cao in Linjiang Palace, or fight to the death?

But what can you do if you fight to the death, even your own ancestor is not an opponent, what can you win? But if you really kill Senior Sister Cao, can you really survive?

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Liu couldn't help but look at the old man sitting in the chair.

Coincidentally, the old man also glanced at him, as if to say, go ahead, what I said is true.

Senior Brother Liu laughed miserably, as if he had made up his mind, turned to the girl who refused to abandon his companion and drew his sword and said bitterly: "Senior Sister Cao, I'm sorry!"

In an instant, Senior Brother Liu was domineering, and he slammed sideways, knocking the unsuspecting girl out of the air.

The girl smashed down to the wall, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she just faced the old man, and the qi in her body was already not flowing smoothly, and now she was hit by Senior Brother Liu's sudden full force, and the girl was already injured in her internal organs.

The girl laughed bitterly, but she couldn't say a word.

The old man leaned back and turned back with a smile on the chair, "Good fight, don't worry, you little guy from Ziyun Mountain, kill her, and the old man will accept you as a disciple." ”

Senior Brother Liu arched his hand at the old man, picked up the cicada-winged soft sword on the ground, and walked towards the girl.

"I want to live, I don't want to die yet", Senior Brother Liu muttered, carrying a soft sword and stabbing at the immobile girl.

Clang!

A sharp blade that flashed white light blocked the soft sword, and the blade like snow was cold.

Wen Qiu, the first person in Nanxinguo, stood in front of the young girl.

Wen Qiu's right arm trembled a little, although the realm was higher than that of this Senior Brother Liu, but Wen Qiu was a casual cultivator, and there was no orthodox way, and Wen Guoshi, who was good at deducing the formation, was not good at catching a single fight.

Senior Brother Liu sneered, "You want to stop me?

Wen Qiu sighed secretly, he, the first person in Nanxin Kingdom, is only a little bit of a catty, there is no door and no faction, and he is cautious and cautious on weekdays not to offend those big factions, lest he get into trouble. This is true, he is really afraid of death, but if the price of living is to kill others, then he will never be able to do it.

"Liu Gongzi, today Wen Mou will come to ask you for two tricks!", Wen Qiu stood up with his knife and said resolutely.

"To die is to die in vain. Senior Brother Liu strode forward, he could block his moves, he still had a hundred moves, a thousand moves, what did you Wenqiu count, dare to pretend to be a bird at this time!

Taking advantage of the mess on the third floor, Dong Nanyan slipped to Xu Yu, who was paralyzed on the ground, helped up the proprietress who was still undecided, and was about to walk downstairs.

The old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Where can you go?"

The skeleton puppet flew away, and was about to stop the young woman.

The short man cut his palm with a knife, and put his feet on the ground,

"Come!"

Bang!

I saw that the short man's figure had skyrocketed, more than three people tall, holding a big knife, his muscles were tensed, green tendons appeared, his whole body was like wax, and the white light was shining, and he actually slashed the corpse puppet to the ground with a knife!

The old man pursed his lips, "It's kind of interesting." ”