Qiongshan.

It's night, and the moon is like water.

Nearly a thousand marching tents spread like bulging dirt bags, and the moonlight sprinkled down, leisurely and quiet.

Groups of soldiers armed with torches and spears shuttled back and forth. On the periphery, there are bright and dark whistles all over.

This kind of defense shows that Song Anmin has put some effort into it, and basically ruled out the possibility of being attacked by the enemy army at night.

Song Anmin was in the tent, pacing back and forth uneasily.

More than three months have passed, and he has not dared to order a strong attack, and what he is afraid of is not the steep mountain of Qiongshan.

Although the mountain is dangerous, but the opponent is short of manpower, he has nearly 5,000 elite soldiers under his command, if he ignores the casualties and strong attack, he can take Qiongshan in one day.

The person who was jealous was his son Song Yunyang, who pretended to be a condolence group and went up the mountain three months ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Song Yunyang is Song Anmin's favorite son, and he has high hopes for him, and he wanted to use this crackdown on bandits to earn him some military merits, find him an official and a half-position in the military department, and then rely on his deep connections to pave a golden avenue for him.

Considers......

For more than three months, Song Anmin has sent more than a dozen martial arts masters to the mountain to secretly inquire about Song Yunyang's whereabouts, but they have all gone and never returned.

He also sent envoys to the mountain, but those hateful bandits, who did not understand the iron law of the two armies not killing the envoys, actually beheaded all the envoys.

Nowadays, the situation in the court is changeable, the saints are incompetent, and the eunuchs are in power......

Half a month ago, the ninth son of the prince was beheaded in Eshui Town, and the prince was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

In the past half a month, how many martial arts masters and ruffians have been implicated and died?

The town of Eshui has been purged from the inside out, like a flood after the ground, only the ground is full of silt.

Song Anmin knew that the rivers and lakes were chaotic and as deep as the sea, and the ninth young master Wang Yuanba didn't know who he had offended, and his head was cut off, and the murderer could not be found.

The anger of the prince is just to pull some funeral for the ninth young master.

It is not true, but there are rumors that the prince Wang Lianying left the Jinluan Palace, left the capital ten days ago, and came to Eshui Town to investigate the murder of Wang Yuanba.

For Song Anmin, this is an opportunity, but also a bottomless abyss, properly operated, climb the high branches and step into the sky, if the operation is not good, the nine clans are in danger.

After all, Wang Yuanba died in Yongzhou, and Yongzhou is his Song Anmin's territory.

But at this time, he was held back by a group of stupid thieves, and he had missed the best opportunity to contact the prince, if he let him know that his army of 5,000 had besieged more than 100 bandits for more than three months without making the slightest progress......

Every time he thought of this, Song Anmin was in a cold sweat.

"General Li, pass on my order, tomorrow, regardless of the cost, attack the mountain. Song Anmin finally gave the order after thinking hard.

Li Yongshuo frowned and said, "But general, in this way, five thousand soldiers ......."

Song Anmin's thug interrupted: "I can't take care of it." I have come here to climb the big tree of the prince, but I can't ruin my good future because of this. ”

Li Yongshuo said: "But the general, the young master is still going up the mountain." ”

Song Anmin's eyebrows flashed with pain, obviously very entangled in his heart, and finally said, "General Li, carry out the order." ”

Li Yongshuo frowned, knowing that it was extremely inappropriate to attack at this time. But he is a soldier, and it is his duty to obey orders, so he clenched his fists fiercely and said: "Yes, general." ”

At the same time.

At the foot of Qiongshan Mountain, the entrance of a cave blocked by a boulder.

The location of this cave is very clever, and there is a huge stone erected in front of the cave entrance, which just blocks the entrance of the cave, and it is impossible to find it if you don't look closer.

Outside the entrance of the cave, stood an unkempt old man with a big beard, dressed in black and tattered, almost a strip of cloth.

A pair of small eyes were round, but only gray and lifeless. Standing upright, like a stake, lifeless, without the slightest breath of life.

If Han Sanbao saw it, he would be surprised and delighted.

This old man is none other than Xuanzu.

Somehow, his hair, beard, and beard, which had been snow-white before his death, had turned jet-black again, but they were still in disarray.

Ding! Ding!

In the depths of the cave, a crisp bell sound came from the darkness, which was extremely strange.

Xuan Zu heard the sound of the bell, his gray-white eyes suddenly turned blood-red, he opened his mouth and let out a breath of cold air, and a dull sound came out from the depths of his throat.

"Heh......"

The sound of the bell stopped, and an old voice came from inside the cave, "Immortal corpse, kill all the creatures you see in front of you." ”

"Heh......"

A dull and strange sound came out of Xuan's throat again, and then it bounced straight up like a stick.

His body was stiff, his joints could not bend, but when he bounced, he was extremely fast and incredibly high.

Like water and moonlight, he jumped like a zombie and quickly approached the barracks.

"Who?!"

Soon, the sentinels on the outskirts of the barracks spotted him and shouted in a deep voice.

Xuan still didn't seem to hear it, and a few bounces approached, and his hands were inserted into the sentry's chest like bamboo poles, and he pulled both sides hard, and the sentry was split in two.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

Woo!

The dull sound of the horn pierced the night sky, piercing like water and moonlight.

Bloodline.

The battle between the Xuan Demon and the Blood Demon is coming to an end, and the Blood Demon is about to lose.

Han Sanbao glanced at it a few times, and had seen the result, so he no longer looked at it, but looked at Wang Guyan.

Wang Guyan saw him close his eyes, and then ignored the image of a lady, and ripped open his shirt to check the wound.

The sides of the thighs and buttocks were bloody wounds as if they had been scratched by a cat, and the purple gauze skirt was stuck to the wound, gently torn apart, and the pain was so painful that he inhaled again and again, and cold sweat broke out.

Han Sanbao suddenly opened his eyes in an instant, turned his head and looked over, as if he had calculated the time and deliberately looked at her ugly.

Wang Guyan hurriedly packed up his clothes, ashamed and angry, and said embarrassedly: "Aren't you going to breathe, why did you open your eyes again?"

"I'm not pranayama, I'm going to bargain. ”

Han Sanbao took out a medicine bottle from his arms and threw it over, saying, "At that time, the situation was critical, so I couldn't take care of it too much, so I had to pull you out and leave as soon as possible." Na, this is the Mixed Yuan Dragon and Tiger Pill of Taihua Mountain, it has a miraculous effect on external injuries, you take one pill, and the wound will heal faster. ”

This bottle of Mixed Yuan Dragon and Tiger Pill is the bottle that Wan Hao gave to Wang Yuanba and retrieved, Xiao Bawang's eyes lit up at that time, and after learning his identity, Wan Hao generously gave it to him.

"Bargaining?"

Wang Guyan said suspiciously while taking the medicine bottle.

Han Sanbao patted his ass and stood up, and said with a straight face: "Let you see the power of being a teacher." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky and shouted, "Go!"

A flash of light flashed from his left arm, and a flying sword flew into the sky with a whoosh.

This sword is decent, the overall bone color, faintly glowing with a trace of blood, just like the color of the bone that has just been stripped of flesh.

It is like a sparrow out of its cage, happily flying and hovering in the air, with a flame of light on its tail, flying around and jumping away at will, just like the person of the little overlord.

But after all, it's a flying sword, and it faintly reveals a bit of majesty, but it's just ...... Why do you feel like you want to beat it up?

Wang Guyan was dumbfounded.

And no matter how the sword slammed in the air, when did the little bandit have such ability?

Han Sanbao's face sank like water.

The sword was the arm bone of his left forearm, and its arrogant and domineering aura was quite desirable, but it was just ...... Why only one sword?

The 206 bones in his body are all sword bones, and all of them have been upgraded to intermediate sword bones after consuming a hundred years of lifespan, and there should be two hundred and six flying swords flying into the sky at the same time.

Why only one bite?

Han Sanbao beckoned, and the sword slowly flew back, turning into a ray of light and submerging into his left forearm, as if he was extremely reluctant.

Han Sanbao stood stunned, and roared in his consciousness: "Sword Spirit, why is there only one flying sword?!"

In his consciousness, the voice of the Tsing Yi Sword Spirit, which was obviously weak, said, "It's a mouthful." ”

"Not two hundred and six?"

"Who told you it was two hundred and six?"

"You said that I would upgrade my sword bone to an intermediate sword bone. ”

"Did I say that?"

"You want to play tricks!!"

"Big brother, it's just a hundred years of vitality, and I can upgrade a sword bone to an intermediate sword bone, my aunt and grandmother have already lost our blood, what else do you want?"

"You profiteer!"

"Cheap and good, haven't you heard of it? You want a mid-level sword bone...... It's okay, exchange 5,000 years of life force. ”

"You profiteer, I want to return it!"

"Sorry, once sold, it will not be returned or exchanged. ”

“......”

Han Sanbao's heart was dripping blood.

Qiu Yixuan has been practicing hard for ten years and getting an intermediate middle finger sword, if you look at it as a deal, it is ten years for an intermediate sword bone.

At the beginning, the sword spirit said that three hundred years of vitality would raise his sword bones to intermediate sword bones, and Xiao Bawang took it for granted that the 206 sword bones in his body were raised together, who knows......

Buy an intermediate sword bone with a hundred years of life, and lose it to grandma's house?!!