When Chang Le was wondering what Xia Xun meant...

"What are you cowards waiting for, hurry up!"

The long-lost shout came from the forest after half a day.

"Oooo

The two people under the pavilion hurriedly drew their swords and stood up.

"Rustle..."The bamboo bushes were trembling slightly, and it seemed that several people were moving quickly.

"It's none of your business, sit down," Chang Le drank.

“...”

Judging from their appearance, the two are much older than Chang Le. But he was reprimanded in public, and he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction, just frowned and put away his sword, and sat down.

"Whitch!"

A shrill shout and another scolding.

"Brush"

A bamboo tube with a little flame was thrown out of the forest.

"Brush"

Immediately afterwards, the second bamboo tube was thrown again,

"Brush..."

The third, fourth...

The man in the forest threw out ten bamboo tubes before he stopped. The speed of these bamboo tubes is not fast, but the accuracy is very sufficient, and all of them are smashed towards Changle without exception.

"Hmph!

Chang Le raised his head slightly and smiled contemptuously. If you pick up your sword, you have to pick it up. It's just that the sword is only halfway up...

"Yikes!"

Luo Jue grabbed Chang Le's sword gap. With a roar of rage, the weak purple mangs around him bloomed again. At the same time, picking up the dislocated fist, a tiger descended the mountain, carrying the wind and gravel to Changle.

Xia Xun behind him followed closely with his right arm and danced wildly, and all the copper coins on his arms were shot out into brass dragons.

In a moment's time, Bamboo Tube, Luo Jue, and Xia Xuncheng attacked Changle in a three-way offensive.

The change was too sudden, Chang Le didn't expect it, his right hand holding the sword tightened, and he hurriedly put away the sword.

"Tai Chi Biochemistry"

He let out a loud shout, and the silver light on the sword bloomed, and a silver giant sword phantom with an extremely terrifying killing aura instantly appeared behind him. With a stabbing sword, the phantom of the giant sword rushed with the sword like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, attacking Luo Jue...

Pity...

Chang Le was still a beat slow, and the sword qi was released, and Luo Jue was already in front of him...

"Die!"

Luo Jue's whole body gathered his fists, like a purple meteor, and blasted out with a punch.

"Boom ..." There was a loud bang that shook the whole mountain.

The fist smashed into the giant sword, like cold water under boiling oil, and suddenly exploded. Tens of millions of waves of gas burst out, surging in all directions.

The bamboo tube and copper coin rushed by the air wave instantly turned into powder, and the gravel all over the ground was blasted dozens of zhang high, and the green bamboo with a radius of 800 zhang was flattened to the ground by the air wave.

The energy gathered by the fists and giant swords was too terrifying, and this burst of qi directly caused Luo Jue and Xia Xun to burst like watermelons, bursting out two clouds of blood mist, and blasting them out heavily.

After that, he fell heavily.

"Da Da Da..."

The rubble that was blown into the air also fell one after another.

"Desperately approached, it turned out that it was to grab this flaw and hurt me with a punch. ”

Chang Le said as he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands.

He's embarrassed right now...

The terrifying internal qi exploded, and he and Luo Jue bore the brunt. The whole body of the Taoist robe was shattered, and a tattered white undershirt was left. His hair was disheveled and he was slightly bruised. His chest was the most severely wounded, a blackened purple fist mark.

"It's a pity, you're too weak," he smiled cruelly, looking at Luo Jue lying on the ground.

Luo Jue was paralyzed not far in front of him, and there was no injury to be seen head-on, but the pool of blood on the ground was very seeping, and Xia Xun was directly blown to the side of the pavilion. Both of them passed out to death.

Chang Le turned his eyes to look at Xia Xun, who was cold and faint in the distance: "Do you want to take the plum out of the out-of-body realm?" he smiled disdainfully:

"Joke..."

He slowly picked up the two Hanmei that had been swept down by the air wave.

That's when ...

"Even a kid from the Juyuan Realm can seriously injure him with a punch. You don't even have the courage to make a move, a bunch of wretched!" a sharp cry came from the bamboo forest farther away.

Chang Le looked in the direction the voice came from.

The bamboo leaves in the forest are swaying in the "rustle".

"Look at that kid, the cultivation of the out-of-body realm dares to challenge the heaven-rushing realm. Look at you, and dare to hide in the old woods. You've lost all your grandfather's face," the cry continued.

Suddenly the wind rose on the other side of the bamboo forest...

The "rustling" swaying bamboo leaves, the more intense.

Chang Le frowned, and inserted the Hanmei in his hand into his belt...

"Two of the four Hanmei were destroyed by that kid, and now there are only two Hanmei left. Are you going to wait for him to give him away?"

In the distance, the jungle exuded dozens of irrepressible battle intent. A little bit of air flashed from the shadows of the forest.

More...

"Da-da..."

The two Pure Yang disciples standing on the side quickly ran to Chang Le's side, raising their swords on guard. Chang Le didn't scold again this time, but said softly: "Hurry up and solve it quickly"

"There are only two branches left, and they don't have to wait. If you don't make a move now, when they reach the top with two Hanmei, leaving one person to break, you won't have a chance to ......."

This time, the words of the heart attack are not finished yet. Dozens of fighting intent and murderous aura burst out in vain in the bamboo forest in all directions, and the wind danced wildly...

"Up!", "Capture the plum!" "Battle !..."

Countless figures jumped out of the flat ground and from the bamboo forest. In an instant, the figures in the sky flew with their spirits, like locusts crossing the border and pounced on the platform...

"Stupid!" Chang Le smiled contemptuously.

The three people on the stage raised their swords at the same time, and the phantoms of three silver giant swords full of killing aura appeared behind them. A silver glow burst into the sky.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

The three of them drank at the same time, and jumped out...

The fiercest battle has finally ignited...

Except for Xia Xun, there are no weak people who dare to wait for the opportunity to win the plum blossom in "Plum Blossom Fall". All of them are good players above the Imperial God Realm, and there are not a few masters and powerhouses in the Juyuan and Chongtian Realms. Everyone knows that what that shout said is the truth, and if you don't make a move, someone will definitely reach the top with Mei. So, this is the last battle to find plum blossoms in the snow......

Hundreds of fierce men joined forces to attack Duomei at the same time, and countless sword qi swords bombarded the three of them.

The three of Shoumei also did not spare their hands, and their stunts emerged in an endless stream, and they went straight to the point. When the sword comes out, there will be blood, and where the anger passes, there will be a scream.

That Chang Le is also powerful, a swimming dragon silver sword was danced by him like a wild dragon out of the sea, rushing like lightning among hundreds of people. In the face of the attack of most fierce people, it can still come and go freely, hurting people invisibly.

The platform floor, which had been smashed into rubble, was once again frantically rammed into pieces by millions of emitted gases. During the battle, the constant terrifying exchanges blew up huge waves and rolled up several feet of dust. Endless figures, lights dancing and flying in the dust...

A battlefield with a radius of less than 500 zhang was fought by only 100 people, and the battle was turned into a desert Xiongguan with wolf smoke everywhere and thousands of horses galloping.

The dust is flying, and it is getting thicker and thicker...

It gradually becomes difficult to see.

All you can hear is a loud and earth-shattering sound coming out of the dust. The whole Wentian mountain is constantly trembling, and the snow on the top of the bamboo is constantly falling...

The large and small qi rays and waves that flew out one after another expanded the flat land of 800 zhang outward by hundreds of zhang.

From a distance, Baili Yinsang revealed a bare patch and billowing dust...

"Chang Le is really a genius of cultivation, he has already stepped into the peak of the sky, and it is inevitable to hit the apocalypse in another year or two. The ranking on the emperor list has to be raised. ”

On the snow platform, a middle-aged man dressed as a bookkeeper took a pen to record a few strokes in a book.

"Three against one hundred and two, although tragic. But the odds are still very good...", someone analyzed

"Even if you win, the price you pay will not be too small," retorted the man next to him.

"You say, did that out-of-body friend really destroy Hanmei?" someone asked in the distance, puzzled

"It's also possible that it's hidden, but it's very unlikely. Before the end of the snow and plum hunting, no one will let him continue to go up"

"That little friend, the plan shouldn't be like this," someone said after thinking about it

"I think so, too. Although he used two tricks to exhaust everyone, and lured a pack of wolves to fight the tiger. But in reality, even if you wake up in the end, you don't necessarily have a chance of winning. The gap between out-of-body and skyrocketing is too big. Some people wondered

"He's not really hurt," the old man chimed in.

"Even if they weren't injured, they wouldn't have a chance of winning against the three Heaven Soaring Realm powerhouses in the end, right?" someone asked the old man.

The old man made calculations and pondered for a while before replying: "With his character, he has been planning for so long, it is impossible to stop here... There should be some backhands that we don't know about..."

“......”

On the snow platform, a quiet corner.

Xiahou faintly heard the old man's voice: "Does he really have a back hand?"

Mo Xian said coldly: "Yes"

"What is it?"

Mo Xian rarely smiled coldly and did not answer. Keep looking at the mountainside...

The fierce battle on the mountainside was as expected by everyone on the snow viewing platform.

The fight was fierce, and the three of Shoumei had countless large and small wounds on their bodies, as well as several terrifying lacerations, gushing blood.

However, Chang Le is indeed very powerful, a silver sword dancing mad dragon, one after another within half an hour seriously injured all the Juyuan and sky-high masters, and many of them were still penetrated through the henchmen, forced to withdraw from the mountain, and did not dare to fight again.

The winning ticket is firmly in hand...

The sound of blade clashing in the dust gradually decreased, and one after another people were cut out of the dust, scattering a pool of blood, and fell to the ground. Those who cultivated a little more advanced vomited blood, covered their wounds and escaped from the dust, running for miles in one breath before stopping...

There are fewer and fewer people in the war...

Less and less...

There are only a few people left...

"Die!"

With a curse, the last attacker was broken in the stomach by a sword.

Knocked out of the field, fainted...

The dust gradually fell, revealing the tragic true face of the field.

On the field, there were only three Chang Le standing, their faces pale and haggard, but the silver aura on their bodies was only a few points weaker. It can be seen that there is still the strength to fight.

Outside the platform, dozens of seriously injured and unconscious bodies lay down. Blood continued to gush out of his body, converging into a stream down the stone steps of the mountain, flowing down the mountain. A few miles behind these bodies, dozens of blood-stained figures lay or stand, looking at this side with fear and unwillingness.

"A bunch of rats..."Chang Le said with a smile as if joking.

Then, he glanced around the platform and saw nothing unusual. said to the two behind him: "Pack up and prepare to reach the top"

One of the Pure Yang disciples hesitated for a while, but finally decided to ask, "There are only two plum blossoms, who is on them?"

Chang Le heard this, turned around slowly, and looked at the speaker with a soft smile.

"What do you say?" the voice was soft, but full of murderous intent.

That Pure Yang disciple was coldly looked at at him, and he didn't dare to look directly at Chang Le's gaze, and said tremblingly: "Got it"

"Then why don't you clean it up?" Chang Le said with a smile

"It's... Just go."

The two Pure Yang disciples hurriedly left and walked towards the pavilion.

The gazebo is on the very side, and the gazebo collapsed under a big battle, and there was gravel and dust on the ground...

And Xia Xun was still lying on the side of the pavilion, several huge stone pillars pressed heavily on him, motionless, covered with gravel dust...

There are three dusty burdens under the gazebo on the side.

The two Pure Yang disciples walked to the pavilion without looking at Xia Xun. Diameter picked up the burden and scattered the dust on the bag.

There was a lot of dust, and a thick layer was raised. provoked the two of them to snort again and again.

"Hats"

One of the Pure Yang disciples couldn't help but sneeze.

"Huh?"

The man inadvertently glanced at Xia Xun next to him. The package that was originally tied behind Xia Xun had fallen to the side, and the cracks in the broken cloth revealed a few red petals.

The two looked at each other and were immediately overjoyed. Hurriedly picked up the package and opened it.

Really!

It's two Hanmei bundled into a small roll!

The two of them opened their eyes and were overjoyed. Turned around and raised the Hanmei in his hand, and shouted at Chang Le: "Chang Le!

Chang Le looked at the two of them...

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he shouted in horror: "Little..."

"Poof!"

Chang Le's heart didn't even shout. Two quaint steel swords were instantly plunged into the abdomen of those two people...

The sword was inserted from behind them ...