"Is it still snowing in Qianxue Mountain?" The man in a cloth coat, the head of the peasant line, turned to ask the group behind him. One of them, a thirty-year-old honest man, spread his hands and said, "It has been snowing here all year round, I heard that it is the means of the ancestor of Qianxue Mountain, and the immortals have a long lifespan, I don't know how many generations of characters are behind us." ”

Another old man with a goatee said, "Village Chief, let's not stay any longer, I'm afraid Qianxue Mountain won't be able to stay." Yesterday, I listened to your instructions to see the situation in Qianxue Mountain, but the Ansan clan stopped us tightly, and when he heard that we were farmers at the foot of Qianxue Mountain, he drove the people to drive us down, and I went to a mountain near Qianxue Mountain, and looked at it from a distance.

The old man said that he was colorful, and he also made all kinds of exaggerated actions, but he still couldn't imagine what kind of bloody purgatory it was.

The village chief sighed secretly, but they were helpless, they were just a village farmer under Qianxue Mountain, they received the care of the Taoist people on Qianxue Mountain, and helped Qianxue Mountain take care of the medicine fields, they were immortals in the sky, and they would not be treated badly by their identities, and the harvest of this year was more than that of going out to hunt, and there was no danger, and life was also happy.

It's just that I don't know what kind of madness the Ansan clan has been going on recently, first a few big people in the clan secretly attacked and killed the Jade Hearing Zhenren of Qianxue Mountain, and now they have begun to attack the mountain gate of Qianxue Mountain. Fortunately, these peasants were not taken seriously, otherwise they would have become a member of the sea of corpses and blood.

However, after thinking about it carefully, the Ansan clan and Qianxue Mountain are both two second-grade forces in the territory of the Zichou family, and their strength is not far apart, but this time in the attack on Qianxue Mountain, the Ansan clan has the absolute upper hand, except for the lack of cutting-edge combat power, I am afraid that it is not far from the first-grade forces.

It is precisely because of this that some of the surrounding second-grade forces that are eyeing each other suddenly put out the fire and dare not participate anymore, even if it is the Zichou family, it is also a haha.

"Alas, forget it, this immortal fights, and we mortals can't get involved. Let's go down the mountain, let's find another way to make a living. The village chief sighed secretly, and then led the group of people to disappear into the mountain.

Qianxue Mountain is still snowing, red snow, and no one cares.

Ansan North City, and then go north is Qianxue Mountain. The snow drifts in the Thousand Snow Mountains for many months, but the boundary of the Ansan clan is always high in the sun. Two such wonders have attracted many rich and noble children to come to play in the past, but now no one has come, but it is said that such a strange scene is all a strange formation arranged by the master of Qianxue Mountain's 'Thousand Strings'.

Its formation is very wonderful, there is a tendency to be ingenious, some old people privately said, "If this thousand strings are still there, I am afraid that if I cough, the Anshan clan will come and wait for me with fear." "This is enough to see that the ancestor of Qianxue Mountain is profound, but Qianxue Mountain is still gradually declining.

The Ansan Tavern in the north city of Ansan is a resting place for the soldiers of the Ansan clan. In one room, two people were drinking each other. A big man slapped the table and said angrily: "Ansan and that old guy have not been the patriarch of the Ansan clan for a long time, and they have done a lot of evil things. He wants to exterminate all the people in Qianxue Mountain, and he is not afraid of the retribution of thunder. "The big man is nearly six feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is drunk and hazy, and they cultivators are not drunk, but they are not drunk.

Beside him, sat a young man in yellow, twenty-three or four-four years old, with thin lips and a face like a knife, and at first glance he was an unimaginable figure. He was still sipping wine, and when he heard the words of the big man, he hurriedly made a silent gesture and said, "Brother Hu, who is this angry with, you know, in the realm of these families, the head has never been his own, and what should be said and done is not actually from here." As he spoke, he tapped his chest with his hand, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Actually, these angry words can't stop it from having a little effect, but if you let someone listen to it, do you and my brother want the head on their heads or not?"

"I'm also avenging the two of us, in a while, we will lead the team to attack the mountain gate of Qianxue Mountain, those bull-nosed veterans are not simple characters, even if they are at the end of the crossbow, but it is more than enough to kill you and me. The man called Brother Tiger had a slightly bitter face.

"Yes, I heard that Yulan and Yujing are still alive in Qianxue Mountain. But they are all strong people in the wind realm. I'm afraid that if we flick our fingers, we will be wiped out. It's just that people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. ”

"Hmph! Then Anshan wants to take our lives to fill the lives of the Taoists on Qianxue Mountain, and none of those shit young masters and young ladies of the Ansan clan have come forward. Those who are desperately working are those of us who are poor and poor, and who are guards and begging for a living. Let's put it nicely, we are the team leader, let's ...... if it is ugly" The big man wanted to say, but the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Who should I be, in this call, it turned out to be Li Hu and Feng Wen, the two team leaders. It was a young man who spoke, dressed in black, with a delicate face, but his words were quite sharp. The young man looked around and said with a light smile, "Leisure, this is about to attack the mountain, and I am still drinking." ”

As if he had thought of something, the boy walked to the table, poured himself a glass, and lifted it into the air while shaking the glass, and said in a weird manner, "Yes, wine is a good thing, wine can relieve sorrow and pain, two, come, drink another glass, so that the head will not hurt so much." ”

He was about to speak, but suddenly there was a loud shout from outside the building, "Prepare to attack the mountain!" The three people in the room were stunned, and the young man reacted and laughed loudly.

Li Hu and Feng Wen ignored him, Li Hu picked up the saber, got up and said to Feng Wen, "Let's go." He walked towards the door, and when he missed the boy's side, a wave of energy swept out, rolling up layers of ripples, and rushed to the boy, and before the boy could react, he was shaken out, crushing the door, and the smoke was everywhere.

The young man lay on the ground with a dirty face, covered with dust, and after reacting, he immediately sat up, pointed at Li Hu, pinched his throat and shouted, "Li Hu, you are bold, I, I am the third young master's person, can you find death?"

Li Hu, don't overdo it, make an angry gesture, and shouted, "I don't know if Lao Tzu can come back this time, and I'm not afraid of death, not to mention that An San asked this Bala." What kind of young master, a sissy style. You call me again, and I'll chop you up before I leave. ”

The boy was suddenly so frightened that he stopped talking and lowered his head. Li Hu snorted coldly and swaggered out of the restaurant.

However, Feng Wen's eyes flashed, and he said secretly, "This Li Hu is a character, and he actually stepped into the realm of Yunxu." The realm of Yunxu can cultivate qi and release it to hurt the enemy, while the realm of internal strength is only greater than ordinary people.

Yunxu and these martial artists at the level of internal strength are simply one heaven and one earth. Feng Wen thought in his heart that if he was with this Li Hu, the chances of survival would definitely be greater. Thinking of this, he quickly followed.

"Brother Tiger, wait for me. Feng Wen followed quickly, looked at Li Hu a few times, and said with a smile, "Brother Hu, you are so powerful, Yunxu Realm, I have dreamed of reaching it, but the talent is too low, from the beginning of cultivation to the present more than ten years, but the realm has been spinning in internal strength." ”

Li Hu grinned, "Even if it is Yunxu, it is just more powerful to sell your life to others, and it is also a knife in the hands of others, so why do you need to divide the advantages and disadvantages." ”

Feng Wen scribbled a few more words of flattery, and then brought the topic to the method of breaking through the realm of Yunyu. The two chatted while walking, and soon arrived at the camp camp of Ansan North City to attack the mountain, the soldiers in the camp were in full swing, and when they saw Li Hu and Feng Wen coming, after saying hello to them, they packed up and put on armor, because the leader came, and the attack on the mountain was about to begin.

When a member of the Ansan clan saw Li Hu, he didn't come forward to say hello, but quickly ran inside, climbed a platform made of mahogany more than eight feet in wood, reached out and pulled out his underwear, took out a blood-colored horn, took a deep breath, and blew down.

Suddenly, there was a low "woo-woo" sound from the horns, and they fell together, as if someone was crying. When the soldiers heard the sound of the trumpet, they shouted "Fight!" and everyone rushed out like crazy, heading towards the gate of Qianxue Mountain.

At this moment, on Qianxue Mountain, an old man with white eyebrows and a gray robe was walking back and forth, "It's bad, it's bad, it's bad, Xiaokong and Xiaoshan are in the back mountain." How can this be good?" the old man suddenly looked to the right, and there was an old woman standing there, the old woman was old, and she was anxious at the moment.

Suddenly, I heard Lao Dao speak, "Senior sister, you go and rush out with Xiaokong and Xiaoshan from the path, I will fight for my life today to protect the three of you." And Ansan and that thing, I'm going to tear him alive. ”

"No, Yulan, let's rush out together. ”

Lao Dao made an angry face, "Senior sister, this is not child's play, if I don't stop the people of the Anshan clan, we will all die." ”

"Then let's die together!"

"What should I do with Kong'er and Shan'er? Yu heard that Senior Brother has passed away, Xiaokong Xiaoshan is his apprentice, if something happens to them, what kind of face will I have behind me to see Senior Brother? This matter is not negotiable. ”

"But......" Before the old woman finished speaking, the old man suddenly shouted, "It's not good, quick, quick, senior sister, go quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a magnetic middle-aged man's voice sounded, "Oh, I don't know where Yujing Zhenren is going, it's good to tell me, I'm curious." ”

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, with a white face, wearing the Ansan clan's uniform, but his clothes were much more brilliant and gorgeous than the clothes of ordinary Ansan clansmen. He stood in the wind, and carried a strange-looking erhu on his back, which was engraved with ghosts and ghosts. It's eerie.

Lao Dao looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes were full of anger, he waved his sleeves, pointed at the middle-aged man and shouted, "Anshanji, damn ghost, murdering my senior brother, today I will call you to come back without a life." After speaking, he rose into the air, held a three-foot silver sword, and stabbed at Ansan and Mianmen. The sword light flashed, and the sword shadow was heavy, rushing towards An Shanji.

An Shanhe's reaction was also extremely fast, quickly pulled out the bow of the strange erhu, fought a fight, and stabbed at the sword shadow, only to hear a strange sound, like a baby's cry, and the sword shadow broke in response. Yulan Lao Dao and An Shanji were both shocked out, and they each turned over and stabilized their bodies.

Anshanhe quickly took down the erhu, sat on the ground, and said loudly, "Yulan, your temperament is still like this, so irritable, I will send you a song to lower the fire." After speaking, he began to pull the erhu bow, flipped his fingertips, and began to play.

The sound of the erhu gradually rose, the voice was poignant and powerful, and there was nothing special about it, but Lao Dao followed the music, stabbing to the left with a sword and stabbing to the right. Turning over and leaping, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the sword aura is overflowing.

Suddenly, the erhu's voice suddenly changed and became gentle and tactful, and Yulan stopped dancing the sword, and stood still in a daze, his expression scattered, as if he had wandered outside the immortals. An San and his hands danced more and more slowly, the erhu sound became softer and softer, and Guan Yulan was old, his ears and nose were already overflowing with blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Suddenly, Lao Dao shouted, his eyes finally regained his clarity, his body was overflowing, and he rushed around, An Shanhe was swept out by the qi waves, and he slid the ground for a long distance before stopping, wiping a bright red from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and laughed wildly, "It is worthy of being the bearer of the disciples of the jade character generation of Qianxue Mountain, and I also admire this kind of strength." ”

Yulan covered her chest, regardless of the blood on her face, and responded, "The crooked and evil way actually attacked with a demon with a heart, but you still didn't kill Lao Dao, others don't know about you Anshan, I don't know yet, I'm afraid this song is already your strongest means." If so, then I'm afraid you won't be able to keep me today. ”

"Yulan Zhenren, what's the hurry? But I'm really sorry for you, your skills are so strong, your old head of the family actually passed the position of head to Yuting, it's a pity, it's a pity. However, now it's okay, Yuting was killed by me with the "Ghost Sutra Song" just now, so you deserve to be the head again.

Yulan Lao Dao's knuckles were already angry, his knots were white, his whole body trembled, his eyes were red, he didn't say anything, he flashed out, to Ansan and in front of him, raised his sword and stabbed, a sword flashed quickly, like a comet, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at Ansan and in front of him, Ansan and patted the ground, blocked it with Erhu, was shocked and flew out, and shouted "Elder Water and Fire" before he landed

As soon as the words fell, two old men wearing Ansan clan uniforms rushed out of a forest on the side.