Lou Yi looked up, an astonishing breath emanated from the void, and then he saw a figure, embarrassed from the sky, at this time the light and shadow in the stone hall flashed, a burly figure, steadily caught the monk who was shot down from the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lou Yi fixed his eyes and saw that the person who fell from the sky was the Jiedan monk who was fighting with the black-backed mountain carving at the beginning, but now that he looked at it, the other party was already unconscious.

Lou Yi felt a smack of his tongue, his speculation was confirmed at this moment, he could easily stun a monk in the middle and late stages of the Yudan, and his cultivation would definitely surpass the Yudan, he secretly looked up.

As a result, he only found that the huge black-backed mountain eagle was suspended in mid-air, but its head kept rubbing its back, Lou Yi looked at it, and finally found that the mountain eagle was carrying a person on its back, a thin old man who looked wrinkled.

This old man looks very peculiar, and his eyes are extremely large, which is very similar to the black-backed mountain carvings around him.

Above the bare head, there are sky-high white hair on both sides, two broom eyebrows are obliquely inserted into the sky, and the huge hooked nose is very eye-catching.

His lips are very thin, grinning and full of yellow teeth, looking very hideous, this dignity really makes Lou Yi feel that he is a black-backed mountain carving transformed into a human form.

But there is no doubt that he does have the breath of a human on his body, and this person is extremely strong, Lou Yi can sense the terrifying power like a volcanic eruption from his small body.

Corresponding to this is the person who has been staying in the stone hall, the person who is called the prisoner five by the other party, this person is nine feet tall, under the bronze skin, there is an unimaginable terrifying power, and behind him is a giant sword of more than two meters, and unlike those heavy swords on the back of the disciples of the Northern Martial Sect, this sword is bronze, and there is no blade on the whole sword.

At the upper end of the sword body, you can vaguely see two big characters [no edge], and sure enough, the sword is as its name suggests, and the heavy sword has no edge......

Although this sword has no edge, but Lou Yi sensed the indestructible power from the sword body, and the bladeless heavy sword was engraved with countless strange patterns, which shone with a faint black light from time to time, and the amazing power burst out from these inconspicuous patterns.

Lou Yi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, the aura of the two Yuan Infant Monks was too strong, and he had the feeling of being in the whirlpool of a storm, he was like a leaf in a raging storm, feeling that he would be strangled by the wind and rain at any time.

But fortunately, the two did not immediately clash here, and the people who had fought before stopped and returned to their respective camps, and there were only about twenty people in total around the black-backed mountain eagle, but each of them had a breath fluctuation that was no less than that of a monk in the foundation building period.

It is conceivable that these people must be the leaders of the best in this mountain, and at this moment they are willing to stand behind the thin old man, obviously promoting him to be the leading brother.

"Third master, why don't you let me go and meet him for a while?"

"It's a bit of a game just now...... Xu Mingyuan grinned.

The third master in his mouth is naturally Zhang Leshan, but he doesn't know why, he never allows others to call him by this name, the nearby mountains, anyone who has contact with him and has a connection, will call him Cui Sanye, as for why, only the eight most trusted people under his hands know.

Zhang Leshan glanced at him, and said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "You can be careful, this Northern Prisoner is a great person......

Zhang Leshan has three treasures, eyes, legs and heels, his eyes are different from ordinary people, without using any magic can see more than ten miles away from a grass and a tree, even in the dark night does not affect, which makes him no matter what he sees, he can always find the most essential thing, especially in terms of looking at people, especially accurate, no one can hide his identity in front of his eyes.

The second is the legs and feet, if the eyes are used to distinguish between right and wrong, then the legs and feet are purely used to escape, when he was still weak, he relied on a set of lost steps, repeatedly escaped from the pursuit, no one could track him down, and it became a magical story.

Finally, there is his marksmanship, it is said that the people who saw him shoot are already dead, of course, this is just a legend, to prove that his marksmanship is superb.

However, Lou Yi didn't know this, he only knew that the dry old man above was definitely not an easy master to deal with, at least a hundred of himself, and he was not his opponent.

As for the big man below with a bladeless heavy sword, it was even more incredible, Lou Yi clearly saw that every time the big man breathed, the air around him would vibrate inexplicably.

He is a Wind Spirit Vein cultivator, and his perception of breath is extremely sensitive, he senses the air within five meters of this person, and it shakes with his breathing, ordinary people may not even be able to get close to him, which is enough to prove the strength of this guy.

Xu Mingyuan shouted violently, and roared with the powerful stick of Zhongzhi, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, directly taking the five heads of the northern prisoners.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the latter didn't move, and a black light protruded, and then Xu Mingyuan flew out far away after a loud bang.

The speed was several times faster than when he fell, and even more when Lou Yi saw his weapon, it was strangely bent.

"Hahaha......"

A group of mountain bandits let out wanton laughter, Lou Yi felt shuddered, their own companions were uncertain, they could still laugh so happily, at this time Liu Heiqi also stepped forward, the mourning stick in his hand was shining with black light, and he looked eager to try.

"Forget it, you're not his opponent......" Zhang Leshan said.

"Yes, Third Master!" Liu Heiqi slowly stepped back to the side.

At this time, a figure in the distance quickly rushed back, it was Xu Mingyuan, who had just been knocked out, I saw that he was very miserable at this time, his hands and arms were a little twisted, and the weapon in his hand was also bent into a crutch, as soon as he returned to the crowd, he grinned and said, "Heh! This is frustrating, almost ......upside down."

"Hahaha......"

Bang!

"Laugh at your grandma's legs!" The crowd laughed wantonly again, and one person standing next to Xu Mingyuan was directly kicked out, and he was almost killed by the other party without even touching the corners of his clothes in the world.

Zhang Leshan waved his hand, everyone stopped laughing, and stepped back in a familiar way, Zhang Leshan touched the head of the black-backed mountain carving, and said to the five northern prisoners below, "It's been twenty years since the last battle, right?"

"This time, the elder brother broke through, and he had a little experience, the elder brother won't be unappreciative, right?"

The fifth prisoner of the north snorted coldly, and the figure suddenly disappeared, and then an indifferent voice came from high in the sky, "Come up and die!"

Zhang Leshan smiled, his eyes shone with a bright light, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and then there was an earth-shattering collision sound high in the sky.

This was the first time Lou Yi had seen the duel between Yuan Infant Monks, and he couldn't help but put his divine sense to the maximum, he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity.

Above the sky, Bei Prisoner Wu stood in the air, his hands were empty, and he didn't seem to take Zhang Leshan on the other side in his eyes.

Zhang Leshan moved in the air, his speed was unusually fast, Lou Yi only then realized that he was also a strange wind spirit vein, and his use of wind was simply to the point of being superb, his figure divided dozens of cyan phantoms in the air, and each breath sent out hundreds of kicks.

The fifth prisoner of the north didn't seem to move, but there was a sound in the air when the two of them were fighting, and the violent fluctuations of the spirit yuan made Lou Yi's heart surge, and the shock of the air formed a hurricane, tearing the space around the two.

It's just that no matter how strong the wind is, the two of them are not affected in the slightest, and the five prisoners of Bei looked at each other indifferently and said, "This is what you call your experience?"

Zhang Leshan smiled and said, "You have to warm up first......

Bei Prisoner Wu snorted coldly, stretched his hand behind his back, and heard a muffled thunderous sound from the sky, the black light was released, and the air was swept by a hurricane, and these people below were almost unsteady.

"Mother, what a monster!" Xu Mingyuan said with a grin.

"Or do you think that all these years, why are our brothers hiding in Tibet? Liu Heiqi said without yin or yang.

As soon as the heavy sword Wufeng came out, Zhang Leshan's smiling face instantly became solemn, he had fought with the Northern Prisoner for half his life, and he had never begged for a bargain in the hands of his opponent, the main reason was this Wufeng heavy sword, if this thing fell into the hands of others, he would not be so jealous.

It's just that this thing is in the hands of the North Prisoner, this guy seems to have eyes, no matter how he dodges, he can't escape the attack of this bladeless heavy sword, this time he cultivates to make another breakthrough, so he wants to try again, and if he succeeds, he will naturally be happy, if he doesn't succeed, it's a big deal to run away, anyway, he can't beat the ability to escape, he thinks no one can compare to him.

Suddenly, Lou Yi felt a flower in front of him, and Zhang Leshan's figure disappeared strangely, and then he saw a blue light wrapped in a black lightning, which stabbed directly at the opposite North Prisoner Five, at this time, the North Prisoner Five's body trembled slightly, and he saw a black light, roaring towards this black lightning.

The cyan wind, mixed with orange light, exploded in the sky, and these mountain bandits in mid-air suddenly fled backwards in unison, and Lou Yi saw countless huge stones falling from the sky and falling towards them.

At this time, the few monks of the Northern Martial Sect formed a protection together, blocking these boulders and the wind, Lou Yi was dazzled, and his eyes were full of phantoms of the two of them, even if he used his spirit to the extreme, he only saw a phantom rapidly teleporting in the sky.

Lou Yi retracted his gaze with some disappointment, because he knew very well that with his current cultivation alone, he couldn't understand the battle at this level at all, but he could still feel more or less that the strength of the Northern Prisoner Five was significantly higher than Zhang Leshan.

But he also saw that although the fifth prisoner of the north was strong, he seemed to be helpless against Zhang Leshan, mainly because his speed was too fast, if the fifth prisoner of the north was as immobile as a mountain, then Zhang Leshan was too empty, and the world's martial arts were only fast and unbreakable, which made Lou Yi more confident in himself.