On the mountain road full of stones, Fang Yan and Ruan Qing hurriedly swept forward.

Although it is the same Qingshan Mountain Range, the terrain is vast, so it is divided into many, for example, the mountain where the Liushui Village is located is called Kanlan Mountain, and the purpose of this trip is Bixia Mountain.

Bixia Mountain is a small gap in the Qingshan Mountains, located between a cliff, generally speaking, few people come and go, but because of this, the marching army or the foreign escort dart master prefers to walk in danger in order to be safe, which also gives several mountain bandit villages to exploit loopholes, the Flower Bone Sect is still in Qingshan, these villages dare not make times, most of them are safe, but with the closure of the mountain, this dangerous place has really become a good place for fighting and looting, and the whole mountain has been filled with the smell of blood for a long time.

Although Ruan Qing is only in the middle of the innate realm, he is good at assassination with escape techniques, and he is also a good hand in the same realm, otherwise he will not become the seventh master of Liushui Village, he has a few short swords pinned to his waist, and the tips of the swords are emerald green, which is obviously quenched with poison.

He turned his head slightly, and saw Fang Yan following behind, although he was slightly panting, he was still not slow, only a few steps away from himself, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Sixth brother, I didn't know that you were so good at light skills!"

Fang Yan smiled "reluctantly", this Ruan Laoqi is known for his speed, he has already secretly used the wind escape technique, and there is still a big gap with him, after all, the cultivation is there.

Fortunately, these terrain boys have walked through the Qingshan in the Blood Barbarian Fantasy Realm, and they are relatively familiar with it, so they can keep up.

Ruan Qing lowered his steps and walked side by side with Fang Yan, the two mountains were not far apart, and the hour of half-burnt incense had arrived.

Xilin Village and Taiyuan Village are located in the southwest and north of the Qingshan Mountains respectively, it stands to reason that there should not be any contacts, but a few years ago, the owner of Taiyuan Village robbed the wife of Xilin Village, which provoked Xilin Village to be angry, and the village came to cut down, Taiyuan Village and Xilin Village are not much different, plus the two village owners have scruples, and there is not much movement, but the two sides are mortal enemies, and now several powerful villages are planning to unify Qingshan Village, naturally there is no concession.

Now that they meet on a narrow road, the enemies are very red when they see each other, and almost everyone is desperate.

Fang Yan and Ruan Qing leaned against a boulder on the top of the mountain, overlooking the situation, only to feel a heavy murderous aura coming to their faces, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Good guy, this is called a real life-and-death fight, although our family is doing this vote, but there is no such a big killing. Ruan Qing swallowed and said.

Fang Yan nodded silently and asked casually, "Old Seven, can you see what they are robbing?"

Ruan Qing was interested, stared wide-eyed and watched hard, but quickly lowered his head, "I can't see it, but it's probably something on the mountain, I saw a few people who are not dressed like those in the village, and their breath is not weak, I'm afraid they are qi practitioners who are coming down the mountain." ”

Fang Yan also noticed that those few breaths, mixed in the two villages, were very well disguised, but in the end, it was just a condensation of qi cultivation, which was full of loopholes in the eyes of the two of them.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to speak, Ruan Laoqi muttered: "If you want to put aside the past, these mountain immortal masters come down the mountain and hold the pass issued by the Flower Bone Sect, none of us will take a detour, and the eldest brother will not dare to block the road too much." Who would have thought that in the thirty years of Hedong and Hexi, as soon as the Flower Bone Sect fell, hey, the other immortal masters who came from Yunyu were not yet conscious of the guarantee of the pass, but they had suffered enough. ”

Fang Yan frowned quietly and asked, "I'm just a little worried, let's do this, those old guys on the mountain who like to protect calves won't come over to collect debts?"

Ruan Qing shrugged, "I really didn't think about this, but the eldest brother said that our family also has backers, as long as we don't do too much, those old men of the sect may not be able to bargain if they really come over." ”

Fang Yan snorted, he had already learned this from Zhai Tianyun, and now he just wanted to verify it.

Who is the backer that the boss is talking about? Golden Sword Sect, or Six Battle Gates?

The two chatted with each other, and the foot of the mountain was gradually coming to an end, and the two sides really ended up in a lose-lose situation, with countless corpses, and those who stood had black eyes, and they couldn't even hold their swords.

"Okay, do it!" Ruan Qing is an expert in picking up dead people's money, seeing that the time is almost up, he took a black face towel to cover his face, tapped his toes, and galloped all the way down, Fang Yan did the same, and jumped down with the same body.

Facing the tragic event in front of him, the young man frowned slightly.

Even if it is two litters of bandits, it is like an infighting, but in the end it is a living person.

In the eyes of the people on the mountain, if you have cultivated the avenue, the physical body is no more than a skin, and you can discard it at any time, and then enter the reincarnation.

But in the eyes of the people of the mountain, life is only this, but it is worth more than anything else.

Dozens of lives have now been lost here.

"Sixth brother, what do you want, hurry up!" Ruan Laoqi solved the standing person in two clicks, and was already lying on the ground to search for treasures, and at the same time urged in a low voice.

Fang Yan came to his senses, confessed in his heart, and pretended to bend down to pick and choose.

He really didn't have any interest in picking up the dead man's money, he just pretended to approach the middle-aged man in front of him who had lost his breath, there was a golden sign on the man's waist, which was the pass order of the sect on the mountain, just like the customs clearance document of the city pass under the mountain, Fang Yan also had a similar piece. He took it in his hand and silently urged his qi and blood, and suddenly the golden light on it overflowed, and a small golden sword was revealed on the smooth card.

Disciple of the Golden Sword Sect?

The young man frowned slightly, seeing that he looked quite big, he was probably an outer disciple, and his cultivation was mediocre, so he thought about going down the mountain to harvest the opportunity, who expected to give his life here.

In addition to the token on the man's waist, there was also an emerald green jade slip, Fang Yan took it off for him, turned it slightly and opened it, there was a unique mark of the Golden Sword Sect inside, and the contents of it could not be seen

The boy still took it seriously.

Fang Yan squatted down and looked at the man, the Golden Sword Sect had something to do with him, he cooperated with outsiders several times to take his own life, and now that he had lost that love of his children, he would definitely not give up.

It's a pity that the dead can't speak, and can't come up with anything.

With a silent sigh in his heart, Fang Yan got up and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, the heart lake stirred up ripples, and there was a great crisis!

A sword suddenly stabbed from under the man's corpse.

The breath is shrouded, isolating the heaven and the earth, and the excellent swordsmanship of building the foundation realm.

It was a young woman with a bloody face, cold eyes, and a golden token hanging from it.

I want to fake my death to survive!

Fang Yan didn't have time to think about it, his right hand pressed the wide-backed long sword on his waist, pushed the sword out of its sheath, and collided with the female swordsman.

Bang.

The boy fell back, his hands bloody.

The female swordsman's body trembled slightly, and she thought silently in her heart, she had just changed into a new breath of true qi, and now she poured the remaining true qi in her body into the sword blade and performed the secret technique of swordsmanship.

A sword came.

The young man slid out a few more steps, and the horizontal sword blocked his chest, forcing back the aftermath of the sword qi, but it still hurt his heart and lungs, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Ruan Qing, who heard the sound, had already pounced with two swords in his hand, but he was better at assassination, and this kind of hard face was still slightly inferior, but in the end they were entangled together.

"Damn!" Ruan Laoqi's eyes were red, he had been entangled for too long, and the reinforcements from the two villages were about to come.

The woman's face was grim, and instead of finding a way to evacuate first, she pulled Ruan Qing around.

The woman found a flaw, decisively took out her sword, and the sword light forced a line and went straight to the boy.

It is necessary to make ruthless means to the same end!

Fang Yan took a deep breath, held the sword in one hand, and the sword intent in the silver and white blood aperture in his body rolled out, urging the sword to be born in the middle.

The same silver-white sword light bloomed with a bang, extremely dazzling.

Both were hit hard.

Ruan Qing was overjoyed, shouted hello, and with the help of the woman's stiff body, her hands kept moving, and they dotted on her various key points one after another, banning her true qi circulation.

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