"Woooooooooo

The cold winds of winter are more high-profile than those of other seasons, and they are always accompanied by a whistling appearance.

When it passes through the house and the mountain pass, it always raises its tone and tells the world that it is coming!

It is a small dilapidated temple.

In this snowstorm, the barren mountains and wilderness seem a little sad, but this is also the nearest haven within a radius of dozens of miles.

Next to the small temple is a gorgeous carriage, the decoration of the carriage is extraordinary, all are expensive objects, although the roof of the carriage shed has accumulated thick snow, but it can not hide its luxury! Placed next to the dilapidated bricks, the gap between the old and the new is so strong, the dilapidated transept of the small temple is temporarily used as a stable, and two horses with thick black and shiny coats are lying in it.

Through the dilapidated window, the light of the fire in the small temple was scattered, and two servants dressed as men surrounded half of the fire, and the other half of the fire was four or five meters apart, two women, brocade hats and mink furs, one master and one servant.

The older woman should behave like a maid, and she is only twenty years old.

The woman wearing the white fur should be the owner of the carriage, the white fur on the body is soft and shiny, the value is expensive, listening to its voice is still a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, the wind and snow are cold, only two eyes leak out of the wrapping of themselves, and they can't see the appearance, and a pair of smart big eyes can be seen to be a beauty embryo.

Next to the girl in white Qiu is an old man in black, dressed cleanly, sitting by the fire and squinting, with two empty wine bags pinned to his waist, and a wine gourd in his hand.

"Grandpa Jiu, it's snowing so hard outside, when are we leaving?" Grandma said in her letter that she misses me, and this wind and snow must have worried her old man," the girl said worriedly

The old man, who was called the grandfather of wine by the girl, took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and tasted it, and said, "Set off at dawn"

"Huh?" the old man suddenly looked out the door, frowned slightly and whispered.

The girl noticed his actions and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just a passer-by like us," the old man said lightly, and then took another sip of wine.

"Xiaofu, go and see" The white-furred girl looked out the door and said to the maid on the side.

"Yes, miss," the maid beside her, who was called Xiaofu, got up and walked to the temple gate, looking out through the holes in the dilapidated doors and windows.

"It looks like someone is coming this way, and I can't see the appearance clearly," Xiaofu replied.

The two slaves next to him also stood up and looked out the window.

Outside the door.

An unkempt man in shabby military armor, like a hunched old lady, holding a long knife, slowly moved towards the temple gate, every step seemed to exhaust his strength.

"Plop.." A dozen steps away from the temple gate, the man finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

This person is Zhang Ling, who has just escaped death.

.......

The flames in the temple danced.

Zhang Ling's wounds around his body were rebandaged, wrapped like a dumpling, and he was lying unconscious next to the fire.

"Except for the sword on the chest, everything else is skin trauma" The old man finished bandaging Zhang Ling, clapped his hands, and then took out the wine gourd, and was about to take a sip, but found that the wine gourd was already empty, and he couldn't shed a drop when he looked up.

"Ah, he's really tenacious, he can still get here with so many injuries, can we save him?" said the white-furred girl as she looked at the old man

"Even if this kid has a big life, a sword in his chest is deflected by an inch, otherwise he will die on the spot" The old man said casually, looking at the sheepskin that fell on the side and the bloodstained Hidden Blade tied to his forearm, the old man in black shrank his brows slightly. It hasn't stretched for a long time.

"Look at the sergeant he should be wearing my Da Luan, why did he come here covered in injuries on this snowy day?" the girl said curiously

"Da Luan's northern neighbor - Di, and my Da Luan often have friction, Di Guo is attached to the Moon Witch Sect, and the long escort of prisoners of war to the Moon Witch, the Moon Witch uses these prisoners of war to train the combat experience of his disciples, as I expected, he may have escaped from the hands of the Moon Witch disciples who hunted him"

"Yuewu, I heard my second brother mention that this is a secret faction in Northern Xinjiang" Although the white Qiu girl rarely goes out, she is very interested in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and often pesters his elder brothers to tell some things they have seen and heard, so they have also heard a little about these sects.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of roe deer bugs," said the old man

As they were talking, there was a burst of horses' hooves from far and near.

The sound of horses stopped in front of the temple, and the old man in black couldn't help frowning, and everyone gathered their eyes to the temple gate.

A person outside the temple dismounted and stopped in front of the door.

"Bang!" there was a loud bang, and the temple door was broken.

The old man in black's face changed.

Outside the door, snow was falling.

Six black-clothed men stood in front of the temple on horses, each wearing a black scarf, half-covering their faces, leaking a pair of eyes as cold as ice, and at a glance they knew that they were well-trained dead soldiers.

They followed the Moon Witch's tracking method to the vicinity.

A masked man next to him walked forward with a knife and walked towards the temple gate, suddenly exerting force, a cold light instantly emitted from the blade in his hand, and the snow in the courtyard immediately formed a shallow ravine, straight towards the temple gate.

The knife slammed into the face, the cold blade struck, mixed with the wind and snow, and it was extremely cold.

The old man in black's eyes changed, and his left hand shook it.

The air in the temple was suddenly shaken.

The masked man's sword shot was like hitting an invisible aura and dissipated without a trace.

"Great Realm Master!"

Several masked people suddenly lost their arrogance just now, and a leader stepped forward and said, "The junior was ordered to arrest and kill the Holy Son of my sect, and the senior is a master, please don't stop it."

"There are many Moon Witch Holy Sons, it doesn't matter if they die, I don't want to kill people today, where to go back and forth, otherwise I don't mind moving my muscles and bones," the old man in black still said casually. He didn't want the white-furred girl to see the bloody scene.

The leader suddenly felt troubled, just now he didn't see what kind of means the other party could defeat Dao Gang, the realm was really too much more than them, and the fight at this moment was like an egg hitting a stone.

But the dead Son is extraordinary, that is the prince of Beidi, the grandson of King Beidi.

The Moon Witch has been shaken, so he must catch this person, otherwise the King of Beidi will not be able to explain.

"Please don't stop your seniors"

"Get out!" the old man shouted.

Several masked people trembled and fell from their horses, suffering serious internal injuries.

"What a majestic style"

An old voice came from not far away.

Then a thin old man appeared outside the temple, slowly approaching, and the powerful momentum overwhelmed everyone.

The old man's eyes were extremely cold, and his appearance shocked several of the masked men of the Moon Witch. endured the pain and stepped forward to bow respectfully.

The one who came was a deacon, the Blood Elder, of the Moon Witch. The seniority is very high, the master of the Jade Ding realm, no one dares to underestimate his cultivation, even the Moon Witch Sect Master will give a little face, and the dead Tuoba Hong is his disciple, so he came to track down the killing of the Holy Son.

At this moment, the blood elder glanced at Zhang Ling who was lying on the ground next to the fire, and the tattered military armor on the side made his eyes even more gloomy.

"Kill my Moon Witch Holy Son, you really deserve to die" The voice was hoarse, as if it came from the ground.

The white-furred girl timidly leaned behind the old man.

Seeing the appearance of this treacherous old man, the old man also frowned. With a wave of his hand, he dissipated the feeling of oppression in the small temple, held the wine gourd, slowly stood up, and walked out of the temple gate. road

"Less than a hundred years, you dare to step into the realm of Daluan, it seems that it has been a long time, and you have probably forgotten the pain of the year"

"Hmm, who are you?" The Blood Elder leaked a little solemn at this moment, and stared at the old man with unkind eyes, he knew about the past of the Moon Witch, and the one who could know these secrets must not be an ordinary person.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that with me today, no one can take people away," the old man said word by word

"Hmph, looking for death"

The Blood Elder immediately rose into the air, and a small sword of unknown material appeared in front of him, constantly spinning and hissing. The surrounding cold air was frosty, and the small sword seemed to be ignited, emitting red light. It is obviously an extremely powerful magic weapon flying sword.

"Flying swords?"

Although the old man was old and had a gray beard, at this moment, standing at the gate of the temple, like a god king of the world, looking at the world, a powerful momentum gushed out, which was not weaker than the blood elder, and people did not dare to underestimate it.

The solemn look on Elder Blood's face worsened a little. This inconspicuous small temple actually has a master of the Jade Ding Realm who is not weaker than himself.

"Go!" shouted angrily, and Elder Moon Witch's flying sword spun like a poisonous bee and rushed towards the old man with a roar.

The old man immediately snorted coldly, and the wine gourd in his hand rose out of his hand and rushed towards the flying sword.

"Bell..."There was a loud bang. The flying sword and the gourd collided violently in the air. A wave of light erupted. The cold air of snowflakes in the sky was shocking.

The flying sword groaned, the blade trembled, and the wine gourd was still floating in the air, not pierced, nor shaken for half a minute.

Several masked people were shocked, they knew that the Blood Elder was powerful, even in the Moon Witch, no one dared to provoke it. But the other party blocked the Blood Elder's flying sword.

The blood elder was even more shocked in his heart, he still underestimated the other party's realm, and immediately made a ruthless heart, his hand changed, and the flying sword flew back to his side again.

"Smack.." A crisp sound of water droplets. A drop of essence blood emanated from the fingertips of the Blood Elder. Dripping on the blade of the flying sword.

Rumble...

The flying sword was like turning into a bloodthirsty beast, and a bloody aura gushed out from the flying sword, and suddenly the blood was monstrous, and the entire small temple was filled with the bloody aura emitted by the small sword. And the flying sword continued to grow larger, and in a short time it was already several times larger than it, becoming a giant sword.

"Raising a sword with blood is really a great crime!" The old man frowned, this magic weapon had to be contaminated with the blood of tens of millions of people to be so evil, and today he was going to do the right thing for the heavens.

The old man immediately shouted "change"

The wine gourd rose in the wind, and immediately expanded several times, like a large vat, not afraid of the huge bloody flying sword in the air, and there was a faint hint of eagerness to try in the whining sound.

"Kill!" the Blood Elder shouted. Huge flying swords roared and shot at a rapid pace.

The old man waved his hand, and the huge gourd also flew towards the flying sword.

"Bell...."

The flying sword and the wine gourd collided again, and the air shockwave shook the surrounding air. The flying sword is extremely sharp, and the gourd is still as immovable as a mountain.

"Kill me!" Elder Blood kept urging the flying sword, and the continuous essence blood went towards the flying sword, the momentum of the flying sword gradually became stronger, and the scarlet faintly pressed the yellow light of the wine gourd, and the wine gourd also began to show signs of loosening, gradually moving back.

Elder Blood was overjoyed and shouted:

"Broken!"

The old man immediately snorted coldly.

"Open!"

The cork of the gourd was opened. A sword qi flew out of the gourd and slammed into the scarlet giant sword.

The giant sword suddenly lost its red light, crumbling, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and flew back upside down.

The wine gourd shrank suddenly, and slammed towards the Blood Elder, hitting his dantian.

The place of the Blood Elder Dantian was cracked when a small tripod was established.

"Poof...."

The giant sword was injured, the blood elder spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the natal flying sword was created by that sword qi, and the blood elder, who had already lost his essence and blood, suddenly turned pale, and was smashed by the gourd, and the hundred-year cultivation came to naught.

"Hmph, evil exercises, do a lot of evil, I don't know how many innocents have been injured, today for the heavens, cut you to cultivate, and the suffering from now on should be atonement"

The time after that of the Blood Elder who had not cultivated must have been extremely bleak, even more cruel than killing him.

The old man said to a few masked people, "Don't get out yet!"

When a few masked people encountered amnesty, they immediately did not dare to stay, and quickly left the small temple with the dying Blood Elder.