Thirteen closed his eyes and felt himself float up, and then merge with heaven and earth, and he saw...

Swish!

After the faint sound of the earth sliding, the half-withered grass squirmed a few times, and a dusty hare emerged from the burrow.

The gray rabbit's long, furry ears kept turning from side to side, and the tender triangular nose with water was also moving rapidly, and the sound it heard in its ears and the smell it smelled in its nose told it a good thing—

There are no enemies nearby!

In a moment, the gray rabbit finally raised its little head and jumped its body.

First jump.

But he could only jump to the edge of the hole. It was still repeating the movements of its ears and nose, carefully probing for other creatures waiting for it somewhere nearby.

Second jump.

The gray rabbit finally jumped out of the hole completely, revealing a large body that was extremely incongruous with the little head, and after jumping out of the hole, it stood up straight, its ears and nose continued to move, and its head, which was much smaller than its bulging belly, also looked around.

It needs to go out and find food now, and it has to be careful to be someone else's food, so every step of the way has to be careful.

Third jump.

Fourth jump.

It didn't jump far with every step, but it quickly shifted its position in the blink of an eye, and then immediately stopped, its natural coat color blending in with the withered grass, making it difficult to see that there was a chubby rabbit over there.

Fifth jump.

Sixth...

In the blink of an eye!

A black shadow several times larger than the fat and round gray rabbit completely covered the location of the gray rabbit.

Another blink.

The shadow left, and the gray rabbit on the ground disappeared with it...

"Whoa!!"

The majestic eagle waved its strong wings and flew into the sky with the wind, and the gray rabbit under its claws was still struggling slightly, and its bloodshot eyes seemed to be dripping tears...

After lurking for a long time and successfully catching the prey, the eagle's round eyes did not change at all, and it was very easy and easy for it to complete this kill.

It began to climb up from a few thatched huts at the foot of the mountain, and its wings, which were one or two times larger than its body, flew easily, quickly, and continuously, over several high and low hills, and into a rolling forest.

Gliding above the woods, the eagle's eyes turned a few times, and looked at the cliff at the end of the woods, where a little creature of its own belonged was howling, waiting for it to bring back the gray rabbit on its paws......

"Gan Lin Liang!! can't you wait for Lin to finish eating?!!!

"Ahh

Boom... Boom... Click...

"Kill, !!"

"Help..."

Suddenly, after a young man's angry scolding, more than a dozen ... Dozens... Hundreds of voices.

Shouting and invective, swaying leaves, breaking branches, and iron objects colliding with each other were all mixed together.

"Quick, hug him, strip his clothes!!Strip me all over his body!!"

“...”

The sound of insults, swaying leaves, broken branches, and iron objects all mingle together, making the quiet mountain forest seem to be the noisiest place on earth.

The sudden thunderous sound made the eagle let go of the gray rabbit on its claws, waved its wings quickly and quickly, leaned up and raised its figure, stared at the falling gray rabbit with yellow and black eyes and turned a few times, turned around without hesitation, flapped its huge wings, and turned into a small black dot in a few blinks, disappearing into the blue sky and white clouds......

......

Murong Kun felt that something was falling above his head, and with a swing of his sword in his left hand, a light blue sword qi like a ruler flew out from his fingertips, attacking the person or thing that sneaked up from above.

The blue light on the ruler-shaped sword qi was already extremely dim, and the sword body was almost transparent, if it weren't for the blue light on the edge, I am afraid it would not be visible, and when the sword qi floated in the air, it was like a soft and light light blue gauze, which was blown by the wind and shook indiscriminately.

However, when the sword qi rotated again and again, cutting the hare that came from the guard plant into pieces, it could be seen that its power was definitely not as random and ordinary as its appearance.

In mid-air, the pieces of minced flesh scattered in all directions, and the light blue ring ruler-shaped sword qi disappeared without a trace, and the pieces of flesh and blood fell straight on Murong Kun's hair, sliding along the roots of the hair and then onto his face.

Murong Kun wiped it casually, and rabbit blood and human blood covered his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly, only between his eyebrows and eyes could he see that this was a young man.

(Gan Linlao (Fujian dirty words)... The freshly roasted rabbit in the forest quilt... I haven't eaten for three days... Hungry... I don't have the strength... I don't want to fight... ）

Murong Kun thought so in his heart, his hands and feet did not relax, he kicked away the corpse that he used to block the hidden weapon, and easily pulled out the green jade cigarette stick inserted in the corpse.

The green jade cigarette stick is thin and straight, about two feet long, but the front of the cigarette stick is curved like a dragon's head, and there is a row of gold plates inlaid under the dragon's head, like the dragon's reverse scales.

At this time, the hanging cigarette holder was bleeding blood from it, like a green dragon spitting water.

Murong Kun stood in place with his back to him, looking at the lower ninth-rate characters who were a few feet away, and cooperated with the trees in the woods to block a human wall to surround him.

There is another circle outside the human wall, another circle outside, and another circle farther away......

Moments after the outbreak of this nameless battle—that is, by now, the boy may have killed twenty or thirty people, right?

Those corpses were now in the middle of Murong Kun and the wall of people with iron-stained, chipped-broken swords, dressed like peasants but with hideous faces.

"Who the pushes ......"

The human wall suddenly began to be chaotic, and a short, snake-headed and rat-eyed man standing at the front didn't know that he had been pushed a few steps forward, and the man immediately opened his mouth to curse, but unfortunately the next words were stopped by the faucet in front of the cigarette stick in Murong Kun's hand, and he never had a chance to say the rest of the words.

And so, the scuffle begins again!

Murong Kun walked easily in the crowded crowd with his feet on the subtle light steps of the non-Taoist sect, and when the green jade cigarette stick in his hand flew in the air, it made people feel as if they really saw a green dragon.

A very fierce dragon, just open its mouth and raise its claws, one or more people will die!

"Whew!"

A dark sound came.

Murong Kun secretly buttoned the mechanism on the cigarette stick, a silk thread so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and wrapped a long sword with the jade ornament under the neck of the green dragon.

"Boom!"

The sword snapped!

The fracture is smooth, as if it has been carefully polished!?

Murong Kun raised the cigarette stick and slammed it towards the half of the sword body that had not yet landed after being cut off, and the half of the sword body suddenly changed direction and flew straight out, rushing straight towards the source of the dark sound.

At the same time, in the same direction, a short silver arrow about the thickness of an index finger, as fast as a meteor, and about a foot long, was flying at high speed!

The momentum of the sword after receiving a strong blow was certainly fierce, but after passing through the bodies of the two people, the force had been greatly reduced, and the short silver arrow with the thickness of the index finger was still fierce even if it had shattered three heads and broken two arms.

"Khooth!"

The two forces collided with each other, and the half-cut sword body disconnected again, and the silver short arrow only changed direction slightly, and rushed towards the target with a sound of breaking through the air.

“！”

When the silver arrow hit Murong Kun, there was a sound like gold and iron shattering.

(Gan Linliang, the Meng family's organs are so fierce!? Even the golden bell jar of Longquan Temple's divine power exerted by Lin by the Seven Realms can be broken?)

Murong Kun turned his head and saw a shining silver luster short arrow on his right shoulder. Fortunately, the Longquan Temple's body guard Gangqi Golden Bell Jar is really strong, and only the arrows of the silver arrows are submerged in the muscles, but the slightly trembling tail feathers seem to be showing off something?

"Hit! Hit!"

"Hurry up, him!"

"Damn, you have the ability to go first!"

“...... You usually let me call you big brother, and all the good things are given to you, shouldn't you take the lead if you have trouble being a big brother now?"

“......”

Murong Kun heard the loud wind behind him, and used his internal force to once again mobilize one of the two major sects on the rivers and lakes, a peerless skill that is not passed on by non-Taoist sects - the Phantom Cloud Sword Technique.

A ruler-shaped sword qi that was lighter and thinner than just now flew out from the back of Murong Kun's neck, and the ruler-shaped sword qi rushed behind him in an instant, raising the tiger's back big sword and about to slash the throat of the big man.

The blood from the big hole in the big man's throat rushed out, spraying towards Murong Kun's back, and a large amount of red instantly covered the black robe on his body, but it immediately all slipped to the ground, revealing the black robe as smooth as new again!?

......

Although the enemy has been reduced, dozens of people can still be seen in the woods.

Murong Kun controlled his muscles and grabbed the silver arrow stuck in his shoulder. In order to avoid accidents, before each attack, he would find a wide tree to lean onto, and then stab the cigarette stick into the enemy's body, and then immediately pull away.

He was very decisive in every stab and harvest, and each time he was able to retrieve an enemy's life in the chaotic crowd.

When Murong Kun was ten years old, he had already memorized all the big acupoints and death points around the human body, and he also remembered clearly which one had what kind of effect, and he could find it with his eyes closed.

It only takes a split second for him to know which key attack to attack, which can kill people on the spot.

The green jade cigarette stick in Murong Kun's hand is also stronger than ordinary iron weapons, but it uses a little more strength, but it passes through the enemy's body every time, and it takes a little more effort to pull out the cigarette stick.

Moreover, the gold plate at the end of the jade cigarette stick will also pull out a large number of colorful internal organs or white bones......

Murong Kun's right hand gradually weakened, so he simply threw up the cigarette stick and caught it with his left hand, turning the moves from pointing, stabbing, and poking to a continuous, chic and elegant swordsmanship.

Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Non-Taoist introductory swordsmanship.

The moves may seem simple, but they can be used for a lifetime.

Although the cigarette stick is slightly shorter than an ordinary long sword, with the mysterious sword technique of the non-Taoist sect, it is still easy to pick up the weapons in the hands of the enemy, and then send the jade smoke stick into their hearts and throats.

The invisible silk thread is also constantly cutting knives, swords, guns, sticks... Hoes, shovels, sickles...

......

"Run, ......"

"What the hell... Demons..."

"Shura... Asura in Red!!"

There were hundreds of people, but now there are only a dozen people left, and they fled in all directions like birds and beasts, and began to shuttle between the trees, trying to use the chaotic trees to block the hellish ghosts behind them.

Some time ago, they tried in vain to be Zhong Kui who caught ghosts.

Seeing that there were not many enemies, Murong Kun turned around, stood still, lifted his internal force, and stabbed forward with his sword again with his right hand-

Two dark blue, solid and thin cicada-like short swords flew out of his fingers and flew towards the enemies scattered in the woods...

The noisy woods finally regained their supposed tranquility, leaving only Murong Kun's laborious panting far away from the leaves...

"Gan... The non-Dao Sect's Illusory Cloud Sword Technique is so laborious?"

"With only two swords, I am panting to death, and the legendary ten thousand swords will not be Amitabha Buddha after being used once?"

The non-Taoist sect on Qingcheng Mountain is the inheritance of the thousand-year-old Taoism, and its sect martial arts are mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.

Murong Kun can practice to such an extent in a year, and he can already be regarded as a talented person of the younger generation in the rivers and lakes.

“... Gan Linliang, didn't you hide someone to sneak attack this time?"

The thunderous pant in Murong Kun's chest disappeared instantly, and the whole person was paralyzed on the pile of corpses, and there were three or five people piled up on every inch of land nearby, and there was no place to settle even ten zhang away.

He was as motionless as the corpses around him, staring at the sky with wide eyes, except that his chest could still rise and fall.

After a moment of free time, he suddenly remembered that there is a long-standing joke in the rivers and lakes - when a young man wanders the rivers and lakes, there are three major elements: rare treasures, peerless beauties and ...... A thousand miles away!

When thinking of this sentence now, Murong Kun couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lin Liang (Southern Fujian dialect), Lin is all three, can he die without regrets?"

He was lucky enough to get three treasures—

The black robe that is invulnerable to fire and water, rest and obey!

A jade cigarette stick as solid as a golden stone, a broken ghost!

Two cheats, all the cheats of all the martial arts of the two major sects in the rivers and lakes, one is a non-Taoist sect and one is Longquan Temple.

......

Murong Kun sat up, pulled out the cigarette stick inserted in the head of the corpse next to him, shook off the red and white in the smoke pot, tore off a piece of cloth and cleaned it carefully, and then took out a small sachet from his arms, which was tattooed with lifelike moon flowers with beautiful silk threads.

This is obviously a woman's thing!?

When the young man saw the sachet last month, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, but he immediately came back to his senses, opened the sachet and took out the tobacco leaves from it and stuffed it into the smoke pot, and played the fire sickle with trembling hands for a long time before lighting the tobacco......

Puffing on the smoke, Murong Kun stared blankly at the sachet in his hand, and the familiar fragrance seemed to linger around him... It became more and more intense, and the smell of blood all over the woods seemed to be diluted by the strong fragrance, and even covered up the past...

"Gan Lin Liang!" Murong Kun scolded angrily, and threw the sachet in his hand into the distance, still in a pool of blood.

......

After the silk threads on the moon flowers are full of blood... It becomes more red and colorful......