The barbarian monks on the valley had already rushed down, and all that echoed in their ears were desperate wails, and the scarlet blood gathered at the lowest part of the valley, gradually gathering into a fountain of blood.

The burly man held a scimitar and walked towards Ye Hongfeng unhurriedly.

"You have good qualifications, if you are willing to belong to my people, I can spare your life. The burly man said expressionlessly.

Ye Hongfeng put the long sword in front of him, looked directly at him, and said, "I'm afraid that your barbarian temple is small and can't afford to support the big Buddha." ”

The burly man's footsteps paused slightly, and his face sank like water: "Since you are not lifting, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Hum ......" The moment his words fell, the scimitar broke away from his hand and struck at Ye Hongfeng's side. Ye Hongfeng only had time to block the scimitar's momentum with his long sword, so his hands were numb and he retreated to the other side.

The burly man instantly stepped forward and threw a punch at him.

Su Shili held the sword horizontally in front of him, blocking between the two, and took the punch stiffly, and his body flew backwards.

"You should have been a warrior under the protection of your ancestors, but now you are going to die in the wilderness. The burly man's figure changed slightly, and he came to Ye Hongfeng again in a few steps, and said with some regret.

"Fuck your sister's bullshit Zhan Zu, Lao Tzu is not rare!" Ye Hongfeng rotated the Nine Heavens in front of him, and a mirror woven by sword light gathered, the mirror slowly turned cyan, and the sword qi clinged to it, condensing but not dispersing.

The burly man sighed, and the danqi was born from the dantian and condensed on his fists.

Hearing only a crisp sound, the sword light mirror shattered in response, and the Dan Qi covered his fist and slammed into Ye Hongfeng's chest. His chest instantly sank under the power of the punch, and he opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down and hit the ground.

Qin Yanluo trotted in front of him and fed him a pill, which barely stopped the injury. Then he stood in front of him, and with a flip of his hand, he held a string of purple and gold bells and shook them gently.

The burly man swayed at the sound of the bells, his hands constantly beating his head, his face distorted, obviously in extreme pain.

Barbarian monks practice the physical body and preach the Tao with strength, so they are extremely weak in their divine sense, especially those who have not attained enlightenment. And the purple gold bell is soul-stirring, specializing in people with weak divine sense, and it is perfect to use this thing to deal with burly men.

"Poof!"

Like the sound of a sharp object piercing into the soft flesh, Qiu Di stabbed the knife on the strong man's body in a black robe. He was originally aimed at the heart of the strong man, but the black robe's ability to restrain his breath was only aimed at the monks below the realm of Jiedan, so the strong man forcibly twisted his body at the moment of stabbing with the knife, which saved his life.

The knife is not ordinary, it must be Qiu Di who has been carrying it with him since Qiu Pingguo, and it is a rare magic weapon. When the knife pierced the burly man's body, no blood flowed out of the wound, but was covered with frost, and bursts of cold air bubbled outward.

The burly man turned around, the physical pain had already made him immune to the mental sting, he grabbed Qiu Di's neck hard, threw him on the dirt slope where he came, and ignored it. Qiu Di struggled to stand up, but he just couldn't stop coughing up blood, and he didn't have half the strength in his body.

Ye Hongfeng stood up with his sword, and Su Shili also stood behind him. He knew that now was the best time to kill the burly man, and there were already barbarian monks not far away who saw that the situation was not right and rushed here.

"Just go and kill him, and give me behind your back. Su Shili said softly, turning to meet the barbarian monks who had arrived. Qin Yanluo stood between the two, responding with a purple gold bell at any time.

"Do you know that at the beginning of the establishment of the Xuanyuan Divine Kingdom, the first Divine Emperor once said a word. Ye Hongfeng closed his eyes and sensed the sea of qi, and the scene between heaven and earth manifested in the sea of his consciousness, and every tumbling of the sea of qi was accompanied by an inexplicable rhythm, as if the breath of heaven and earth.

The burly man clasped his hands tightly in front of him, his face was already covered with a faint hoarfrost, and his gums trembled and trembled.

"The Divine Emperor once said that you barbarians should honestly stay in the Northern Plains to graze, if you covet the fertile soil of the Divine Kingdom, then he will definitely see and kill once!" Ye Hongfeng couldn't fight back before, let alone accumulate sword intent, but now that the green dragon has appeared, the natural god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha!

"Sword Vaporization Green Dragon!" he said softly.

Perhaps because of the connection with the sea of qi, the sword qi green dragon is even larger than before, and it faintly has a bit of the power of the ancestor when he evolved. The green dragon passed through the burly man's body, and the sword qi mixed with the cold qi took his life in an instant.

Ye Hongfeng took a sharp breath, turned around and raised his sword to kill the rest of the barbarian monks.

Except for the burly and strong man, there are no more foundation-building barbarian monks in the valleys. The strength of the monk who fled before was not weak, but he was frightened by the sudden bloody scene, and when he joined forces with Ye Hongfeng, he quickly killed the barbarian.

After this battle, most of the monks in the valley died, and the few who remained were bathed in blood and silent.

The soldiers at the border came after a stick of incense, their eyes swept over the corpses everywhere, no one spoke, just looked at these immature faces with expressionless faces, and a sense of respect sprouted in their hearts.

They were not monks, but they could really feel the cruelty of the people in the valleys, and although they were silent, they were like soldiers to wash the dust for them.

From now on, we will be robes, robes clothed in the blood of barbarians.

......

Ye Hongfeng and the others were brought back to the border and placed in the best barracks, not because of their status as monks, but out of respect.

The three of them sat in a tent, Qiu Di was covered in bandages, lying unconscious on the floor. He was too seriously injured before, and his physical body was far less powerful than Ye and Su, so his recovery would naturally be a little slower.

"Tomorrow we will be dispersed. Ye Hongfeng lowered his head and said.

The army had already made arrangements that their group of monks would be scattered in various border fortresses as an elite resistance to the Northern Barbarians. Su Shili and Qin Yanluo were separated together, in the adjacent Huangyang Pass, while he and Qiu Di stayed in this Hanyuan Pass.

Su Shili suddenly burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Aren't you scared, junior brother? In a few days, when I have gained prestige among the barbarians, you only need to report the name of the eldest brother, and then you can retire the younger generation, is that good?"

Ye Hongfeng glanced at him angrily, and said in a low voice, "Take care." ”

Qin Yanluo sat beside him, took out several jade bottles from the storage bag and handed them to him, and said, "Little junior brother, this is the finished elixir that the eldest brother asked for from the second senior brother, you can take it away, you may be able to save your life at a critical moment." ”

He nodded, his eyes moistening.

The long night is still young, and the moonlight is sprinkled in Guanzhong, giving the last beauty and kindness to this land.