It is said that the reason why this place is called Gangneung, that is because there is an extremely wide river passing here, and the ancestors of this tribe built a market by the river, because it is located by the river, backed by Junjian Mountain, people rely on water to eat the mountain, in this eastern wilderness Junjian Mountain col is also extraordinarily comfortable, over time it is called Gangneung Pass, which means a village between the mountain and the water.

But the reason why this village is famous in the wilderness realm is because of the strong background of this village.

On the surface, Gangneung Pass is just an ordinary medium-sized tribe, but in fact it is the hinterland of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and every family has children who live in the Gangneung Pass and have children who practice in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in the Junjian Mountain behind the Gangneung Pass, so Gangneung Pass can be said to be the base camp of the Xuanyuan Sect.

That night, a black shadow swept over the col like a mountain eagle and flew to a hillside north of the village.

The man was dressed in a red robe, and his whole body, including his face, was tightly wrapped, and not an inch of his body was exposed except for his eyes.

The body is extremely burly, about eight feet tall, both arms and arms are quite strong, standing in the night faintly gives people the illusion of standing like an abyss.

In his right hand, he held a blood-red long sword, the body of which was carved with dragon patterns, and even in the dim moonlight, it still glowed with a trace of blood, which made people feel frightened.

After glancing at the tribe below the hillside, the red-robed man shook his head numbly, then turned around and jumped out of thin air, his body floating like a cloud of fire into the Jijun Mountain on the back.

About a few miles or so of the flying rock walking wall, after passing the three streams and twelve streams, there is a rather grand hall under the mountain beam in front of you, by the moonlight a little look, there are about more than ten buildings, several large and small houses, hidden between the verdant pines, under the moonlight it seems extraordinarily quiet.

Since it was already night, the lights in the hall had already been completely extinguished, and there was a bit of silence between the scattered houses.

The red-robed man floated lightly in front of the hall, and after standing still, he glanced at the torii at the entrance.

The four big characters of "Xuanyuan Sword Sect" came into view.

When he saw these four words, the red-robed man's body trembled for no reason, and his burly shoulders shrugged, looking a little excited.

Especially in his eyes, there was a wisp of nostalgia, as if the situation in front of him touched his silent heart.

After stopping in front of the archway for a while, the red-robed man finally gritted his steel teeth, quickly jumped over the wall outside the hall, and flew down to the empty practice ground behind the door.

As soon as the figure landed, there was a crisp sound of "bell" in my ears, and then I heard a burst of scattered footsteps at the end of the corridor.

"Where is the thief, why did you break into my Xuanyuan Sword Sect at night!"

A loud voice sounded from the hall in front of the training ground, and then several lanterns were lit out of thin air, and the entire practice ground was illuminated as bright as day.

Looking around the red-robed man again, he had already been surrounded by a group of young men with long swords.

In the hall ahead, a gray-haired old man walked out briskly with the support of everyone.

The man looked to be about seventy years of age, and his figure was also extremely large, and although his hair was gray and the wrinkles on his face were a little furrowed, his eyes were extremely bright, and could even be described as shining.

It is not difficult to tell from his slender eyebrows and the bridge of his nose that he must have been a very handsome man in his youth.

"Who are you, why did you break into my Xuanyuan Sword Sect late at night, and what do you want?"

The old man stood still, and then asked again in his sonorous voice.

The red-robed man raised his eyes and glanced at the old man in front of him, but he didn't answer immediately, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was sad or happy.

Seeing that the red-robed man in front of him did not speak, the old man frowned and asked again, "Could it be that you are dumb?"

Silence, deathly silence.

The red-robed man still didn't speak, but judging from his slightly trembling body, he seemed to be quite excited, and I don't know what reason caused him not to speak.

The other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect on the field stood beside him one by one, staring at the red-robed man with bated breath to prevent him from making any abnormal moves.

The white-haired old man did not know whether the other party was friend or foe, and it was inconvenient to make a move against the red-robed man, out of good cultivation, he could only stand calmly in front of the antique hall, waiting for the red-robed man's next move.

After about half a quarter of an hour of silence, the red-robed man suddenly shook his head and said slowly, "I'm Bai Dusk, and I came to visit your sect tonight, just to borrow your sect master's head. ”

Wow!

After all the disciples on the field heard what the red-robed man said, they immediately made an uproar as if they had exploded.

"So this person is the young Twilight?"

"It was this dog thief who killed our Xuanyuan Sect Master. ”

"That's right, it's him, we didn't look for him to take revenge, but he came to the door by himself, he didn't go to heaven if there was a way, and hell had no door to break in, this person must be tired of living!"

When the old man first heard the other party's name, he was also quite shocked in his heart.

But then when I heard this person say that he wanted to take the head of the sect master, he felt a little incredible.

According to the rumors of the Barbarian Realms during this time, wasn't the Xuanyuan Sword Immortal, the sect leader of the Xuanyuan Sect, killed by the young Bai Du Yu Dayong Ji a long time ago?

Why did the young Bai Dusk suddenly visit the sect late at night, and threatened to take the head of the sect master?

Isn't that a paradox?

Could it be that there is something strange in it?

As soon as he thought of this, the old man forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked calmly, "You said your name is Bai Dusk?"

"But the murderous demon boy Bai Twilight who was rumored in the Savage Realms some time ago?"

"That's right, it's down there!" replied the red-robed man quietly.

Oh......

The old man groaned slightly, and continued to ask, "Then how old are you this year?"

"Seventeen!"

The red-robed man said this number without hesitation, and at the same time, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The other party asked his age for no reason, and this was obviously not accidental.

The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth raised slightly, and he shook his head and said, "The purpose of your trip is to take the head of our sect master?"

That's right!

Hum.

The white-haired old man smiled coldly, the essence in his eyes skyrocketed, and he shouted angrily on the spot: "You are not a young Bai Du at all, what kind of demon do you mean, why do you want to provoke in the name of others?"