After about an hour, the eight of them came to a long-abandoned mountain temple.

Yan Shan looked at the mountain temple and said with a smile: "Let's clean up here, before the full-scale counterattack, this is our Chinese army's big tent." ”

Li Ruoxian was slightly stunned, and muttered: "Counterattack?

Ma Buyao smiled and said: "In this mountain forest, relying on the geographical advantages, waiting for work, each one is broken, it is absolutely feasible!"

Yan Shan said: "Offense is the best defense. From tomorrow onwards, I will keep them from going deep into the mountains. ”

Beigong Duge smiled lightly: "Then everything will be arranged by Little Brother Yan, and I will obey my orders." ”

Yan Shan smiled indifferently, with a smug look on his face.

Inside the temple, a broken stone statue still stands proudly, and the square table and benches have been covered with a thick layer of dust.

Cleaning the house, setting traps, preparing food, everything is in order.

Night falls, and the day passes.

Yan Shan inspected the injuries of several people, although they did not improve, they did not deteriorate, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If you can let them rest and recuperate for two or three days, they should have the power to protect themselves. After that, Yan Shan saluted Beigong Duge and asked, "I wonder how the seniors will feel?"

Beigong Duge said indifferently: "The residual poison has been completely removed. If you encounter a character at the level of the master of the Remnant Sword Hall, you can take your life within three moves, but you can't fight for a long time. ”

Yan Shan smiled and nodded, much more relieved. Having such a master sitting in the mountain temple ensures that nothing goes wrong. In addition, with the accumulation of murderous qi in the past few days, the Heavenly Evil Heart Method has been continuously refined, and the mysterious true qi that exists due to murderous qi in the body is gradually becoming stronger. However, Yan Shan was not happy. Since the Heavenly Evil Mind Method broke through to the fifth layer, he had killed a total of one hundred and eighty-seven people. However, the Heavenly Evil Mind Method had not yet reached the peak of the fifth layer. In this way, he couldn't imagine how many more people he would have to kill to break through to the sixth layer in order to accumulate enough murderous energy?

The night was hazy, and it was the last darkness before dawn.

Two figures flickered in the mountains and forests, silently. In this counteroffensive, Yanshan and Ma Buyao went out of the mountain to meet the enemy. Li Ruoxian stayed at the mountain temple.

Before you know it, a red glow appears in the eastern sky, and a new day begins.

Yan Shan crouched on a big tree and looked around.

On the mountain road not far away, a group of sixty-two people walked briskly, and the purple-shirted man who escaped yesterday was also among them. In the mountains and forests on both sides, there are flickering figures and shadows, and there are at least hundreds of people. In this way, it should be the manpower of two halls dispatched this time, and it is menacing.

Seeing this, Yan Shan and Ma Buyao split up to annihilate the killers in the mountains and forests on both sides.

In the mountains and forests, the killers are in teams of five to seven people, scattered to search and advance. With such a configuration, the two of them knew it in their hearts.

Yanshan's body flickered, shuttling between the mountains and forests, as fast as a ghost.

A group of six people is slowly moving forward. Suddenly, they felt a flower in front of them, and a black sword shadow crossed by. They looked frightened, their eyes widened, and they slowly fell to the ground, a shallow mark of blood appeared in their throats.

One hit and never stops. Yan Shan walked away, like a hunter, and continued to look for the next prey.

Another black sword shadow slashed, and the rusty long sword slashed through the throats of the seven people. The seven of them slowly fell, and a shallow blood mark appeared in their throats.

A five-man squad is moving forward. Suddenly, a girl in a long green dress came into the eyes of the five people. The girl smiled, delicate as a flower, beautiful and moving. The person who came was Ma Buyao, the third lady of the Tibetan Soldier Villa.

"Am I beautiful?" asked Ma Buyao in a coquettish voice.

The five of them were slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say in unison: "Beautiful!"

Ma Buyao bowed his head slightly and said, "Then you must be willing to die for me?"

Before the words fell, a cold light flashed. With a greedy look on their faces, the five slowly fell, and a shallow blood mark appeared in their throats.

Another squad, a group of seven. A black sword shadow slashed through, killing only five people, two of whom avoided the fatal blow.

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said, "There is a killer powerhouse, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy." Before he could finish speaking, he stabbed out with a sword.

One of them didn't say a word, but swung his knife to meet him, buying time. The other man did not hesitate, his sleeves raised, and a resounding arrow rose into the sky.

The rusty sword slashed through the throat of the wielding man. At the moment when the arrow rang out, the rusty sword slashed through the throat of the other man.

The two slowly fell.

Yan Shan's expression was calm and he left abruptly.

Hearing the sound, twenty of the sixty-two people who were moving forward on the mountain road rushed to the direction where the arrows were issued.

Not long after, the sound of arrows was heard in the mountains and forests on the other side.

On the mountain road, the remaining forty-two people were divided into twenty people, and went in the direction where the arrows were sent.

Suddenly, a delicate and lovely girl in green appeared on the mountain road, slim and elegant. She smiled, delicate as a flower, beautiful and moving. This girl is Ma Buyao, the third lady of the Tibetan Soldier Villa.

The purple-clothed man at the head looked at Ma Buyao and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, why are you blocking our way?"

Ma Buyao said coquettishly: "This girl is the person you are looking for!"

The purple-clothed man's face sank like water, and his heart was not good.

At this moment, a gray figure swept into the crowd, the black sword shadow flashed, and the rusty long sword slashed through the throats of the three people. Ma Buyao also swung his sword and stabbed the man in purple.

Yanshan walked through the crowd along a strange trajectory, as fast as a ghost. The rusty sword was like a hell's scythe, constantly reaping life.

The people in purple know the plan, and they are cowardly before fighting.

Ma Buyao stepped on the wonderful footwork, his body was fluttering, and the sword momentum was fierce, instantly shrouding the purple-clothed man under the shadow of the sword.

The man in purple is not afraid at all, responds calmly, and does not fall behind.

A moment later, all the other twenty-one people, except for the man in purple, died under the rusty sword, and they didn't even have a chance to fire arrows.

Seeing that the general trend had gone, the purple-clothed man shouted, and spared no effort to slash out three knives, breaking the sword shadow. But at the moment when the three knives were slashed, when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, the rusty long sword pierced into the purple-clothed man's vest and came out through his chest.

The black sword shadow flashed. The purple-clothed man slowly fell, but his eyes showed a look of relief. Perhaps this is the fate of the killer, and only by dying can he be freed.

Ma Buyao smiled and said coquettishly: "The sound of the east and the west, the whole is broken into zero, and it is broken one by one, wonderful!"

Yan Shan snapped his fingers and said with a light smile: "If it weren't for the help of you, an iron-fisted killing god, how could it be so smooth!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, with an unspoken tacit understanding.

Pranayama a little, as concocted.

Half an hour later, the remaining two teams were all annihilated, and no one survived. After that, the two rushed back to the mountain temple.

In this battle, the weak defeated the strong, and the less won the more, which was very happy.

Beigong Duge looked at Yan Shan and asked, "Little Brother Yan, Gui Geng?"

Yan Shan said casually: "Eighteen." ”

Beigong Duge nodded again and again, and exclaimed: "What a hero is a young man, and the future is terrifying!"

Yan Shan saluted Beigong Duge and smiled without saying a word.

Beigong Duge continued: "Little Brother Yan might as well tell me, what will happen to them next?"

Yan Shan said: "In the past three days, they have lost four halls of manpower, which can be described as a heavy loss! In my opinion, they are mobilizing manpower, and maybe there will be Dharma protectors coming. However, they will not go deeper into the mountains, but will rest at the foot of the mountain. ”

Beigong Duge nodded slightly, and asked again, "Then what should we do?"

Yan Shan snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be nice to take the opportunity to taste all the game in this mountain and recuperate!"

Beigong Duge nodded slightly, smiling without saying a word.

"Wouldn't it be nice to take the opportunity to taste all the game in the mountains and recuperate!" the others laughed.