Caoying Mountain stands majestically, depressed and vast, Zhuge Yun Qingyi dances, standing on a mountain peak in the wind, looking up at Caoying Mountain, he not only does not feel that he is too small, but has a kind of jealousy and hatred, and a pride in drawing a knife to turn into the sea, at this moment, he seems to be no longer an ant-like role, but the god of heaven who walks on behalf of the sky, staring at the sky, and the sword is flat in the sky.

Fengyun footwork, unparalleled in the world, once it is cast, like divine help, Zhuge Yun's body is like a ghost, leaving a series of afterimages in the void, and it is like a bird volleying away, straight to the Grass Eagle Mountain!

"What person?!" There is a medium-sized city on the top of Caoying Mountain, standing on the platform of the top of the mountain, five zhang high and about three hundred zhang wide, the city wall is blue, the vicissitudes of life are majestic, as soon as Zhuge Yun approached, he was discovered by the patrolling mountain bandits on the city tower, and immediately someone shouted loudly.

"Trespassing on my Divine Eagle Hall, be punished! Come on, release the arrows!" A mountain bandit leader who was dressed in a stubborn and sharp face reacted instantly and gave an order, because he saw that Zhuge Yun was not good, they were mountain bandits, and they never lacked decisiveness.

"Whoosh!" Ten thousand arrows came in an instant, no one can describe its magnificence and coldness, Zhuge Yun's pupils contracted, and his heart was cold, now it is different from the past, he holds his own inner family true qi is profound, but he has the intention of underestimating all things in the world, but in fact, it is not, the energy of all things and all spirits is always powerful, and it cannot be easily ignored by anyone.

The arrow broke through the sky, sharp and amazing, Zhuge Yun was not a martial artist, and he was in mid-air, he could not change his shape, and he was finally passive, quite helpless, Zhuge Yun had to pull out Mo Li's knife to block.

"Sonorous ..." sparks shoot everywhere, arrows shattered, what kind of holy thing is Mo Li's knife? Once it is unfolded, how can it be blocked by this mortal weapon, Zhuge Yun's knife momentum is circulating, his heart moves at will, the move is fast and accurate, in a moment's interval, all the close-range two-foot iron arrows were cut off by him, but above, above the Condor Hall, there seem to be thousands of military horses, the long river of sharp arrows has been endless, when the strength of the person is exhausted, the momentum of the swoop is exhausted, and in desperation, Zhuge Yun had to turn over and land.

Feet on the ground, dust suddenly, within ten zhang, the earth cracked, the gravel volley, Zhuge Yun waved a long knife, the wind instantly made a mad feast, this move, he mustered up enough strength, so that those gravel carried the arrow against the air and pointed diagonally, attacking the Xuanqing city wall.

"Boom!" Receiving the full force of the Great Perfection Martial Disciples, the towering city wall suddenly crumbled and filled with dust and smoke, but it was not really blasted open, only a deep pit with a diameter of two zhang and a depth of three feet was exploded on it.

"Huh, there's a mysterious energy guarding the walls. Zhuge Yun muttered to himself, his eyes were full of divine light, and at the moment of attacking, he noticed that a golden light flashed on the wall, and then spread out in a ripple shape.

"It's not good! The person who came is strong, suspected of being a martial artist, immediately hit the Sky Bell, please be in charge of the support!" The mountain bandit leader showed a look of panic.

"Noise! The filth of the world will eventually be removed, all resistance is just a dying struggle, it's useless to say too much, see me break it with all my might!Liuyue~!" Zhuge Yun frowned, because almost all the mountain bandits on the city wall were scolding, shouting some unbearable foul language, he urged the dry knife to break the moon and attack it with the first move.

A round of golden full moon with a diameter of a few feet appeared, and with the convergence of Mo Lidao's streamer rushed to the top of the city tower, the speed was outrageous.

"Boom!" The center of the city tower suddenly exploded, the golden light was shining, and the flow of light was splashing, and more than a dozen mountain bandits, including the leader of the mountain bandits, died suddenly, their limbs and stumps flew wildly, and scarlet blood flowed sideways.

"Ah!" After Zhuge Yun's trick was displayed, the pot suddenly exploded on the city wall, and the cries for help and shouts were endless, and the people who came were fierce, more cruel than they were mountain bandits, which made them confused and tasted fear!

Seeing the mountain bandits in the city tower scattering and fleeing, abandoning their helmets and losing their armor, Zhuge Yun nodded with satisfaction, but immediately after, he frowned again, because he felt that several forces in the city that made him feel deeply threatened were recovering, and the breathless breath was rising to the sky.

"Can't let them gather in one place, otherwise, this trip will be unfavorable!!" Zhuge Yun sounded the alarm bell in his heart, the knife move changed instantly, he was angry, walked the spleen meridian, and passed the right way, half of them gathered on the blade of Mo Li, and instantly sent the city tower.

"Ink Shadow!"

Zhuge Yun shouted, the knife came as he wished, and an arc shadow like ink and charm suddenly appeared, faint as a ghost, like a stroke, and it was like a match and disappeared into the city wall.

This time, there was no delay, only a "boom" was heard, and the city wall was instantly split in half, and its sides exploded one after another like papier-mâché.

"Boom!"

The smoke and dust rushed to the sky, the fog was long, those mountain bandits suddenly suffered a disaster, the miserable howls, angry scolding were intertwined into a piece, noisy and chaotic, Zhuge Yun walked with a knife, the dragon and the tiger walked, the leopard hit the deer, a knife killed a person, and ten steps of blood and water splashed. At this moment, he was very indifferent, as if he had become the embodiment of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of some mountain bandits.

The grass eagle mountain bandits, all evil, have simply become the embodiment of evil demons, for such a scum of the human race, Zhuge Yun naturally will not leave any more leeway, because once the heart is soft, let the tiger return to the mountain, these mountain bandits will definitely recreate and kill, slaughter the people and villagers, and so, Zhuge Yun is willing to bear everything.

Not long after the city was broken, three powerful breaths suddenly rushed to the place where Zhuge Yun was located in the Condor Hall, and Zhuge Yun was no longer too worried, since he dared to kill the Grass Eagle Mountain, he naturally would no longer have all kinds of concerns.

Bright red blood, strong smell, straight as the heart, full of mind, dizzy, tumbling in the abdomen, Zhuge Yun is no exception, he is just a mortal, the first time to make such a bloody scene with his bare hands, naturally it will not be vulgar, if it goes on like this, he will not see the enemy, but he will fall three points of momentum, however, Zhuge Yun has too many scruples, and now he has to send it.

The mind moves slightly, and the spiritual consciousness is triggered. Zhuge Yun suddenly found that the three powerful auras did not converge in one place, but had a tacit understanding that two slightly weaker existences rushed first, and at the same time, there were also majestic thousands of troops and horses!

Zhuge Yun's eyes froze, the battle of life and death, a trace of geography and people may affect success or failure, he didn't dare to be careless, the endless mountain bandits killed, the shouting was shocking, Zhuge Yun also roared, and the footwork of the wind and clouds was fully unfolded, like a ghost into the steel torrent formed by the mountain bandits.

Mo Li's blade is exposed, the blade takes a photo, under the burst of pale golden internal force, the knife is sharp, sharpening iron like clay, every knife goes down, there are more than a dozen people dying at the same time, Zhuge Yun is not in love with war, his eyes are like a torch, capture the thief first capture the king, and pick the head of the mountain bandits to kill, as long as these leaders are killed, the remaining mountain bandits will naturally fall down and scatter, not to be afraid.

Kill, kill, kill!

Poignant blood, crimson heart, Zhuge Yun was shrouded in blood and water, and suddenly rose with pride, his sword was like a dragon, his footwork was mysterious, he wandered between the mountain bandits but was unscathed, and his heart was indescribably happy, compared to the helplessness of the blood slaughter of Wolong Village in the past, compared with the present dynasty, it was a world of difference, I couldn't help but sigh again and again, my mind was in a trance, but I was pulled by several mountain bandits, almost injured, and suddenly my heart was cold, I didn't dare to be careless, and I put away my contempt.

At this moment, a young man in white with a powerful aura appeared ten zhang away, although he was separated by countless crowds, he could not hide the existence of the young man.

But seeing that the young man in white was Shengxue, his eyes were sharp, and he looked like he was about twenty-four or five, and seeing Zhuge Yun killing bandits like chopping vegetables, the young man suddenly breathed a distemper, and the killing machine fluctuated.

"Get out of here!" scolded the young man in white.

These words seemed to be very authoritative, and after the young man spoke, those mountain bandits suddenly retreated silently, leaving a circular clearing about thirty zhang in diameter, making the young man and Zhuge Yun each visible.

Zhuge Yun smiled and said nothing, waiting for the following.

The young man's face sank like water, his eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists slightly and said, "The White Broken Mountain of the Divine Eagle Hall!"

"Zhuge Yun!" Zhuge Yun didn't hold his fists, his tone was arrogant, at this moment, he was already alone, so naturally he didn't need to worry about it, besides, he saw with his own eyes the evil state of those mountain bandits slaughtering the villagers, of course he wouldn't be embarrassed.

"What is the purpose of Your Excellency's coming?" Bai Duanshan said patiently.

"Kill you!" Zhuge Yun was cold, and at the same time he moved!

(End of chapter)

ps：

Maybe you don't believe it.,It's been more than two months in a row.,But since I chose to pick up the flowers.,I don't care if it's scrapped.,I hope you can give me motivation so that I can continue to write!!Thank you!