Windy Valley.

This is the road from Haori City to the Water Mirror Sect after all, and this place is some distance away from the bamboo forest where the Water Mirror Sect is temporarily resting.

When I went to Haori City a few days ago, Nezha and a few people hurriedly passed by this place and didn't see much.

This valley is not big, but there are many strange rocks, and the wind howls from here all the year round, because it is called the valley of the small wind.

It's just that today's Little Wind Valley is particularly lively.

In the center of the Little Wind Valley, there were more than fifty cultivators, all of whom were besieging a young man dressed in white, either with swords or swords.

In the man's hand, however, was a long silver spear, with a little blood on it, and every time he shot, there was a lot of light and shadow, and the surrounding true qi was full of might, blocking a piece of sword light.

Nezha fought with the other party in this pile of rubble, fighting fiercely, and from time to time there was blood and flesh sprinkled mixed with screams.

In the face of the siege of more than 50 people, Nezha's figure seemed to be a little embarrassed, but his eyes were bright, and every move was as lightning as lightning, and the swords and swords around his body could not get close.

Even from time to time, a spear shadow broke through and the sword light fell on one of them.

But these guys cooperated with a few tacit understandings, although they were all in the early stage of the great warrior and even the peak of the martial artist's cultivation, but for a while, Nezha could not achieve a complete counterattack.

Even so, Nezha's body did not leak, and the shadow of the gun formed a mixed element to firmly guard the surroundings.

The two sides are in a state of stalemate.

"This can't go on like this, let's go up and kill this kid ourselves!" In the distance, where it was blocked by several huge trees, two old men with white hair looked at the situation in the field, and one of the old men said with a cold snort.

"Let's go up after consuming this person's true qi first, this guy's cultivation is not weaker than the two of us, don't capsize in the gutter!"

"Okay!" The old man before could only nod his head in agreement, but he also regretted it with a cold light in his eyes.

The guy from the Murong family next to him is sitting and watching the disciples of his Sun Mansion get injured and die in battle, but at this time, it is already difficult to ride a tiger, and if he does not kill this person, if he lets those people from the Water Mirror Sect know what is happening here, it will be a catastrophe for the Sun family.

"I just don't know what's going on with the head of the house......" sighed deeply, and the old man's expression was a little dazed.

"Ahh

Nezha just wanted to make up for it with one shot, but the other person was already silently blocking the front, and attacks from other directions also came.

Nezha could only give up.

This situation has occurred many times, but although there has been no death, those who are besieging Nezha around have already seen nearly ten disciples with injuries of varying severity.

Especially as the disciple was injured, the pressure Nezha felt gradually decreased, and the shadow of the gun became sharper.

It is no longer feasible for these guys around to use crowd tactics to kill Nezha, and everyone didn't expect Nezha's true qi to be so strong, and he dragged more than 50 people by himself.

With a "poof", another shot directly shattered a person's sword, and then penetrated the person's shoulder blades, and then closed the gun to protect his body at a very fast speed.

At this time, Nezha no longer pursued and killed those who were wounded, with the purpose of reducing the fighters of these guys around him.

In this way, Nezha's purpose is more clear.

These people can only protect the key parts in the face of Nezha's counterattacks from time to time, expecting others to force Nezha to defend.

"We can't go on like this, it's time for us to do it!" said the old man who had spoken before.

Those who participated in the siege were all the hidden strength of the Sun family, and each of these people lost a point of family strength, if it continued, it would simply make the Sun family continue to bleed!

It's the last thing that was planned, and I'm afraid that my Sun family is only an empty shell, and the Murong family can still live in harmony with the Sun family as agreed before?

It's just a dream, or the old man who dreamed didn't believe in the people of the Murong family!

"Okay, let's do it!" The old man next to him also knew that he couldn't be persecuted too much, and glanced at the disciples of the Sun family, who had already gone to more than ten people, and even several of them were seriously injured and abolished, knowing that it was almost time now.

"Rush up!" The two old men's breath suddenly bloomed, and suddenly they rushed towards Nezha without concealing their murderous aura.

And those who besieged Nezha were suddenly shocked, roared, and everyone attacked with all their might, just to drag Nezha so that the two old men could take the opportunity to kill Nezha.

"Two martial artists who have cultivated at the beginning level?" Nezha felt the murderous aura of the two rapidly approaching, "This is too petty!"

Nezha seems to have forgotten that more than fifty disciples who cooperate tacitly are ordinary martial artists in the middle stage, and with the addition of two martial master-level powerhouses, it is simply a sure win.

But Nezha had exceeded these people's expectations at this time, but fortunately, Nezha was dragged by everyone and couldn't escape.

"The guy who hides his head and tail is finally willing to come out?haha, just sharpen my marksmanship!" Nezha laughed, the marksmanship in his hand suddenly changed, and the sea of blood in his chest roared, and the dantian true qi resonated with it, like a tiger going down the mountain to kill those disciples around!

"Looking for death!" The killing intent in the eyes of the two old men was like substance, and the sword in their hands was even more cold, and they were about to pierce into Nezha's body.

"Wait a long time!" A powerful True Qi burst out, and the Sky Splitting Spear in his hand let out a roar like a dragon's roar, and an invisible wave rose into the sky, and the reflection of the besieging sword light was like a picture in a mirror, shattering with a bang.

"Not good!" the eyes of the two old men shrank, and the fatal sense of crisis made the two old men want to turn around and leave.

It's just that the rich combat experience makes the two know that if they withdraw at this time, they won't even have the ability to resist, so they can only restrain their fear and kill head-on.

The shadow of the gun in his hand turned into a tentacle of death, and all those who tried to intercept it in vain were shattered and pushed away, and the Yin God controlled the operation of the body's true qi, constantly maintaining a strong and powerful attack power.

"Boom!"

"Dang!"

With two explosions in a row, the two old men only felt that an irresistible powerful true qi was like a galactic burst, and the heavenly river poured into the true qi that the two of them were proud of, and then the impact on the two of them was layered on the body.

The sword light in his hand shattered, and he was even more shocked by the true qi in his frightened gaze, and then he was slammed to the ground like a dead dog.

When the surrounding warriors who were repelled by Nezha reacted, the two old men were already paralyzed on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Run!" I don't know if it was the water shouted, and the scene was silent, and then, like a boiling flame, the people flew away in all directions.

The cold light of the gun flashed, Nezha's figure disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, dozens of people died silently in this valley, and the rest of Nezha, who had slipped through the net, had no interest in continuing to chase.

It's just that none of the samurai who were injured before ran away.

"Tell me, who are you?" Nezha stood in front of a man who was slumped on the ground, his face pale, and the smell of blood around him irritated him to almost vomit on the spot.

"Hmph!" the man stiffened, snorting coldly and closing his lips tightly.

"Interesting. Nezha smiled, and with a flash of his hand, a blood hole appeared in the person's thigh, and he could faintly see the blood-stained bones inside.

"Uh!" the man snorted in pain.

"Who?!" Nezha asked again.

However, this time there was still silence, Nezha looked at this person with some admiration, nodded, and then said: "Do you know, in fact, if you don't say it, I know, you are all from the Sun Mansion, right......? By the way, do you think the two old men will tell me everything they know?"

Nezha shook his head, a shot flashed, and the man died.

Then he turned around and came to the "corpses" of the two old men.

"Anyway, he used to be a strong martial artist, why are you so afraid of death, and you want to pretend to be dead?" Nezha sneered, then stabbed one of them to death with one shot, and looked at the other again, "Why, if you don't make a sound, you're just like the one next to you......"

"You ......" The old man trembled and slowly opened a pair of terrified eyes.