The snow is falling, the heaven and the earth are combined, and there is nothing but a white and vast snowscape.

Dozens of monks with burdens trekked through the snow with difficulty, and from time to time some people cursed in a low voice, but they could only mechanically follow their predecessors slowly.

"Junior brothers, cheer up! We are about to rush to the agreed Xiping County!" Seeing that the team was moving slower and slower, a middle-aged monk in the team raised his breath and shouted, shaking the snow of several big trees next to him.

"Yes!"

After a few weak answers, someone complained in a low voice: "Have we traveled all the way for 7,000 miles or 8,000 miles?

"Senior brother speak carefully!" a thin monk next to him said in a low voice, "The Mahayana ancestral court has been humiliated, and we are all members of the Mahayana Buddhist sect, so how can we stay out of the matter? We only need to hurry, and they have to work hard to find ways to link up with the brothers and sisters of Fuxian Temple and Fuhu Temple to formulate strategies, which is a hundred times harder than us. ”

"Having said that...... the younger monk hesitated for a moment, but still whispered in defense, "I grew up in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, how can I ever see such a thousand miles of ice?

Another warrior monk smiled and said, "What did the junior brother say? We have been practicing martial arts for many years, but we are also in the realm of Huaqi, the cold and heat do not invade, and the cold is severe, how can we be helped?"

Another monk also nodded and said: "The senior brothers of Mount Emei and Wutai Mountain are the same as us, but don't weaken the name of our Luojia Temple in Putuo Mountain." ”

A few people at the end of the team were whispering, and suddenly they heard someone in front of the team shouting, "Who is it?"

It was just a warning, and all the monks suddenly perked up, and they scattered the formation with their brushes, put on a posture to face the battle, and looked up one by one, only to see a young kendo bearer sitting in the middle of the official road, his head and body were covered with thin ice and snow, revealing a plain white Taoist robe.

At this time, the road was covered with heavy snow, and apart from the scattered bare trees on the side of the road, it was impossible to distinguish between the official road and the wilderness. Although this man was in the middle of the way, the monks could have bypassed. But in this wilderness, this person suddenly appeared to block the way, obviously because the comers were not good, and the good ones did not come.

The first monk strode forward and shouted, "Who are you?

The young Taoist priest just closed his eyes and recuperated, but he did not answer. The monk asked twice, his chest was already full of anger, and he didn't answer, and with a wave of his right hand, a stick with eyebrows had already hit his head with a "woo".

I only heard a loud sound of the bell, and the eyebrow stick flew straight into the air, flying straight up to more than ten zhang high, and many people couldn't help but look up.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Be careful!"

The monks suddenly woke up, hurriedly looked down, but saw that a white shadow had rushed into the crowd like lightning, a long sound like a dragon's groan, the long sword as cold as autumn water had been unsheathed, flying out of a cold light, three blood arrows sprayed out, but the three monks standing in front covered their throats with their hands, turned over and fell, and died of exhaustion.

"What a cunning thief!" the monks were shocked and angry, and they all waved their weapons and shouted to grab them, these warrior monks were all well-trained, even in a hurry, they quickly formed a formation, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and immediately surrounded the person.

I only heard a long laugh from the man, his feet did not stop, and in an instant he had flashed out of the encirclement of the monks, and the monks shouted loudly and rushed away, but unexpectedly, the formation was chaotic, and the two monks who rushed to the front hesitated slightly, and were hesitating whether to wait for the senior brothers behind them, but unexpectedly the young man turned around again, and the two monks only felt a flower in front of them, and then a pain in their chests, and they had both been killed by swords.

In an instant, five people have died, the monks are grief, and angry, immediately desperate to fit the body pounced, in an instant there are five people jumping up, volleying down, and four more people to the left to grab out, four people to the right to grab out, and six good at light martial arts monks jumped far away, cut off its back road, the rest of the people shouted and rushed up, joined hands to attack head-on.

The young man was under siege, but he was not afraid, he chuckled, his right hand was reversed, the long sword was suddenly inserted into the snow, and a huge sword qi fell from the sky, and suddenly the snowflakes swirled, and there were two qi of yin and yang generated out of thin air, and there were thousands of sword qi, and the power of the end was boundless.

I only heard the young man's face solemn, and shouted: "Jun, Cang, Min, Xuan, You, Xiao, Zhu, Yan, Yang!" His right hand suddenly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and a mist of light suddenly bloomed from the center of his upper dantian eyebrows, flowing through his whole body from top to bottom, and a smoky aura expanded rapidly.

Where the aura expanded, whether it was the two qi of yin and yang, or the free sword light, it instantly collapsed and shattered, turning into countless awe-inspiring sword qi, which suddenly exploded.

"Be careful-" The heart-rending shout sounded, no need to be reminded, these warrior monks were already horrified in their hearts, and in a hurry, they each drummed up their whole body internal strength to protect themselves, but they were twisted into a mess by the exploding sword qi, the true qi was disordered, the snow burst out, and it was a mess, and no one could see the situation in the field clearly.

I only heard a few hurried screams, but when the monks were blind, the young Taoist let out a long roar, and his long sword was like a dragon, killing three people in a row in an instant.

Just when the monks were being killed in a mess, suddenly a loud shout sounded in the distance: "Don't be rampant!" A yellow shadow has already arrived like the wind, and the Zen staff in his hand dances a black light, and the sound of "bell" blocks the young man's long sword.

The young man smiled and said, "Finally, there is one who can fight!" His body turned around, and the long sword in his right hand shook, and dozens of points of sword light shook out in an instant.

The yellow shadow froze his body, with white eyebrows and long beards, and a thin body, but he was holding a six-foot-long Ugin Zen staff, and when he saw that the other party was fierce, he immediately said in a loud voice: "Amitabha!

He proclaimed the Buddha's name, but his hand was not slow at all, the Zen staff danced through the wind and rain, a sword and a staff hit six times in a row, shocking the young man's right hand numb, he jumped a few steps back, the sword handed over to his left hand, shook his right arm, and smiled: "What a lot of strength!"

The monks gradually eased up, and when they saw the old monk, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they all shouted: "Uncle Guyin!"

Zen Master Guyin's face sank like water, and he glanced at the scene of corpses all over the ground and rivers of blood, and shouted: "I can't tolerate you today!"

"Really?" the young man smiled, then turned and fled. Gu Yin Zen Master shouted, raised his breath and chased after him, the two of them chased and fled, and their bodies were as fast as lightning, and the monks were stunned.

The young man seemed to be deliberately intimidating the monks, but he didn't go far, but just circled around the monks in a hurry, running around twice in a row, seeing that Zen Master Guyin was about to catch up with him, he suddenly smiled and said, "Be careful!"

As soon as his right foot stepped out, and when his left foot was about to stagger past, he suddenly exerted force, and his right heel brought a corpse up, and smashed it into the chest of the Zen master with a "whew".

It was precisely because the Zen master was caught off guard that he could throw the corpse aside at will, but this corpse was his own master and nephew, so how could he easily desecrate the corpse?

It's just that after this delay, the young man actually rushed into the crowd reflexively, and with a sword light, he stabbed a warrior monk who was caught off guard in the chest, and suddenly a bloody arrow flew out.

There was a loud shout, but there was another yellow shadow that shot out, and when they saw the comer, all the monks were happy.