The snow is falling, and at the foot of the mountain, a large number of villages have blown out the oil lamps and begun to rest.

Zhang Qingshan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, a winding path slowly went up.

The Bishan Sword Sect is located on the top of the mountain. It is also called the Golden Dome, with extraordinary momentum, leading the respect of the northern martial arts.

If it was in the past, Zhang Qingshan would never have any idea when he came here.

But at this time, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, the terrifying murderous machine filled his body.

Then the internal force suddenly operated, shooting up the surrounding white snow. His body, like a phantom, disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

The golden dome is brightly lit at this time.

Xu Qiankun's face was pale, he strode into the main hall, ripped off the cloak on his shoulders, and sat heavily on the chair, he was quite impatient, lowered his head, frowned, and said nothing.

In the main hall, several elders looked at each other, wondering what the head wanted to do, but they didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, Xu Qiankun raised his head suddenly and said in a low voice: "Go and inform everyone, get ready, and prevent someone from sneaking up." ”

"Yes!" an elder frowned, but finally immediately received the order.

Xu Qiankun pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "By the way, is Han Feng back?"

"Nope!"

"Is there any news of him?"

"The spies who stayed in Shangyang Mansion, there is no news for the time being!"

Xu Qiankun squinted his eyes, Han Feng's strength was only stronger than him, not weaker, and it shouldn't be a problem for him to kill some local chickens and dogs. Moreover, he still has the handle in my hands, and I dare not come back!

"Send a message to the spies in Shangyang Mansion and ask Han Feng to rush back immediately! I'm in a hurry to find him!" Xu Qiankun thought for a moment and ordered.

"Yes!"

"Alright, stand down!"

Only then did the elders bend down and retreat, this time, the Bishan Sword Sect suffered heavy damage, first Feng Rushi disappeared, and then the seven sons of Bishan also died in Shangyang Mansion. More than half of the elites brought by the head were killed or wounded. Han Feng has not returned for a long time.

Such a change made everyone feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

"Wait, let the disciples strengthen their patrols, and if there is any movement, report it immediately! In addition, send the people of the Zhang Mansion to the Sword Shrine!"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone retreated, and Xu Qiankun sat on the chair, his face was blue and red under the light of the firelight.

He didn't know if it was right or wrong.

Zhang Qingshan's strength is in Shangyang Mansion, and he has fought against him, so he knows that this person is extremely difficult.

If it was usual, he would definitely not make such a policy that violated the morality of the rivers and lakes and damaged the prestige of the Bishan Sword Sect.

But the news he received today was too shocking, but it made him have to do this trick to fight for the so-called great opportunity.

Xu Qiankun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as long as he got that thing, even if it violated the morality of the rivers and lakes, what about it?

He opened his eyes suddenly, his heart pounding, he was quite nervous at the moment, but more expectant.

Looking forward to Zhang Qingshan's arrival.

......

The night was hazy and snowy.

The whole mountain, covered in silver, became a sea of white.

The cold wind roared like a ghost crying wolf.

The disciples patrolling the golden summit of Bishan couldn't help but shrink their necks and shake off the thick snow on their coats behind them, and then someone complained in a low voice: "On such a cold day, how can anyone go up the mountain, and if you have to let us patrol, didn't you deliberately let me wait to find guilt?"

"Yes, I don't know what the boss thinks, it's snowing heavily, and there's not even a ghost shadow!"

"Be quiet, let's walk for a while, and then find a place to rest secretly, as long as no one finds out!"

"Makes sense!"

......

Zhang Qingshan hid in a big tree, looking at the Bishan Sword Sect from afar.

Not long ago, he watched his father and others being sent to a cave in front of him.

At that time, he almost had to shoot directly.

But he knew very well that the Bishan Sword Sect had a profound heritage, and in addition to Xu Qiankun, there might be masters in Bao. Hurry up, in case of an accident, your own death will also make your father and them fall into death.

So, he held his breath and stayed still, waiting for his moment.

At this moment, when he heard the words of the disciples of Bishan, he immediately knew that sure enough, Xu Qiankun had made arrangements.

He looked up and looked at the sky. It was almost late at night, and he planned to wait until the dead of night to rescue his father and the others first.

Then find the Bishan Sword Sect to calculate this account!

The whole mountain, at this time, only the sound of heavy snow falling.

It's as quiet as a dead place.

Zhang Qingshan closed his eyes on the tree to recuperate, his body was already covered with thick snow, and he became a snowman, and the icy cold eroded him all the time, but he was not moved at all.

I don't know how long.

He suddenly moved.

The snow on his body fell with a bang.

Then, he put his foot on the branch, and his body suddenly jumped up, and in the night, he saw a figure flashing by.

He came to the outside of the sword shrine.

This is a cave, on the top of the cave, the word sword mound, iron painting silver hook, like a sharp sword, suspended on the top of people's heads, breathtaking.

Zhang Qingshan forcibly removed his eyes from the two words, he had seen his father and others with his own eyes before, and they were sent to it.

However, he stood in front of the cave, but he hesitated.

Removing the word sword mound, a pure and fierce sword intent continued to pour out from the cave.

Countless sharp swords were coming towards him, coupled with the word sword mound on the top of the cave, almost making his internal force out of control.

"Here, I'm afraid it's a knife mountain oil pot!"

Zhang Qingshan narrowed his eyes, his internal force was slowly running, resisting the sword intent that came, he took a deep breath, even if it was a Daoshan oil pot, he had to step on this place!

The next moment, he slammed in.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he stepped into the cave, the air immediately erupted.

There are thousands of sharp swords, roaring in shock.

Zhang Qingshan immediately used his internal strength to run his whole body, and slammed on the ground with one foot, the mountain and rock cracked, and the whole person brought a gust of wind and rushed directly in.

"Death to those who trespass on the sword shrine!"

The deep sound suddenly exploded in the cave, like a flood bell and a big Lu, shocking people's hearts.

Zhang Qingshan immediately knew that it was bad, and this time, he was afraid that the entire Bishan Sword Sect would be alarmed. However, when it came to this, there was no way to retreat, he immediately did not dare to ignore it, stepped on the shadowless footwork, his body was like a swimming dragon, and the figure flickered, and he went deep into the sword mound.

This is a wide cave, extending in all directions, the ground is filled with countless sharp swords, and in the middle is a huge furnace, burning with raging fire, and large pieces of carbon stone are burned red, and a heat wave is rolling in the face.

And by the fire, an old man with a disheveled head, with his eyes closed, sat cross-legged.

In front of him, a sharp sword, laid red from the fire, was placed in the furnace.

On the other side, Zhang Qingshan immediately found that his father, uncle, Xiaoru and others had collapsed on the ground.

Even Zhending Qu Dawei and a few people were unconscious.

Zhang Qingshan was immediately anxious and wanted to step forward.

However, he had only taken a step, and immediately a sword qi stabbed at him out of thin air.

Zhang Qingshan immediately rose from the ground, did a somersault, and dodged the sword qi.

"A dignified and decent family, but he has done the dirty deed of kidnapping people's relatives! Now he is even making a sneak attack, hum...... Spread it out, and don't be afraid of jokes in the martial arts!" Zhang Qingshan fell back to the ground, raised his head, and yelled at the old man.

"Zhang Qingshan, don't talk nonsense!"

Xu Qiankun's voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

I saw that he was carrying a long sword on his back, followed by dozens of disciples and elders of the mountain, and hurriedly stepped into the sword shrine.

He came to the old man's side, hugged his fists and said, "Xu Qiankun, meet Elder Feng!"

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly, but he didn't even open his eyes, "Quickly solve the matter, don't disturb my purity!"

"Yes!"

Xu Qiankun responded, and immediately turned his head, stared at Zhang Qingshan, and said coldly: "Zhang Qingshan, you trespass on the forbidden land of my Bishan Sword Sect, it is already a capital crime, and you dare to slander my Bishan Sword Sect, it is even more of a crime, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"

"The disciples of Bishan listen to the order, the sword formation of Bishan, kill this person!" Xu Qiankun roared, and dozens of disciples behind him immediately moved quickly.

Everyone held long swords and surrounded Zhang Qingshan, and then began to revolve around him.

As all the disciples began to urge, suddenly, in the sword mound, countless sharp swords inserted into the ground began to tremble.

Wisps of sword intent began to rise from the sword body.

Inside the entire sword shrine, a violent wind suddenly rose.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The invisible sword qi began to make a rapid sound of breaking the air.

Zhang Qingshan immediately felt that in the sword mound, countless sword qi were aimed at him.

The hairs on his body were upside down at the first time.

"Tear up!"

A sword qi swept abruptly, and before he even had time to react, his chest was suddenly cut.

Then, countless sword qi began to move wildly.

"Golden bell jar!"

Zhang Qingshan's internal force was running, and around his body, a golden light mask immediately appeared.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

His golden bell jar is now on the third floor. The defense is amazing, and it also has this powerful anti-shock power.

The sword qi slammed into the golden bell jar, and it immediately made a crisp sound.

The golden light curtain, as if hit by countless rains, gave birth to dense ripples.

However, Zhang Qingshan clearly perceived it.

The bell jar won't last long.

There is too much sword qi coming from the attack, and if it goes on like this, the golden bell jar will be broken, and it will immediately fall into a dangerous situation!

Gotta fight back!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the Xuantian Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and immediately, he instigated his internal force to directly remove the golden bell jar, and with a swing of the sword, the sword qi suddenly rolled out.

"Break the red dust!"

With a low roar, terrifying sword intent began to spread out from his body.

And the old man, who was originally as immobile as a mountain, at this moment, sensed Zhang Qingshan's sword intent, but he suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of incredulity, as if he had seen an evil ghost.