The Valley of the Blood Dove is located on the southernmost side of the South Island, full of thorns and strange rocks.

It is thirty miles away from the land of the Zhong family, adjacent to the barbarian tribe under the command of the Qingjiao King, and is rarely visited.

"It's a good place to kill people!"

Zhong Shenxiu drank coldly in his heart, but his feet did not stop, like a ghost, walking through the dense forest.

The light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace and the rich experience of a hundred battles made Zhong Shenxiu in the dense forest, leaving no trace.

"Captain, it's dawn, this kid is nowhere to be seen, and I don't think he's coming. I'll just say, how can he have the courage to go to the meeting alone with his waste snacks?"

Suddenly, a piercing duck voice came from a hidden col ahead.

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes froze: The show is here!

However, Zhong Shenxiu did not rush forward, but quietly left, bypassed a large circle, and slowly sneaked in from behind.

Because although this col is hidden, it is facing the direction of the Zhong family's land, but it is unobstructed and has a vacant land.

If Zhong Shenxiu stepped forward from the front, his whereabouts would inevitably be impossible to hide.

On the contrary, in the rear, because this col is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, the thieves will not pay too much attention.

In a short time, Zhong Shenxiu bypassed this col and appeared under the cliff behind.

With a long sword, Zhong Shenxiu no longer hesitated, lest it be too late to change.

True Qi Rotation, according to the route of "Gecko Swimming Dragon Gong", on his limbs, four True Qi suction cups are formed.

The straight cliff that is as bright as a mirror does not cause the slightest obstacle to Zhong Shenxiu.

Quietly, Zhong Shenxiu crossed this cliff and looked down below through the shade of the rocks.

I saw that the col below was narrow in front and wide in the back, about 300 steps deep, and the strange rocks were craggy.

A group of black-clad swordsmen are gathering at the mouth of the valley.

This line of black-clothed swordsmen, at a cursory glance, there are sixteen or seventeen people.

Seeing them sit all night, still holding the sword with a calm hand and a high bulging temple, at least they are also good at condensing their true qi!

As the first young swordsman with a cold temperament and a fierce momentum, Zhong Shenxiu estimated that Xiu Wei would definitely not be under him.

And Bi'er, who he was worried about all the way, was in the deepest part of the valley bottom, tied up by five flowers, hanging on a strange rock, facing the valley mouth.

The little girl looked haggard and looked like she had suffered a lot, but she was already unconscious.

What comforted Zhong Shenxiu a little was that Bi'er's clothes were not messy, and there were no obvious scars on her body.

But even so, Zhong Shenxiu didn't plan to let go of this group of black-clothed swordsmen.

simply looking at the position of the group of black-clothed swordsmen, it is estimated that they are planning to ambush themselves at the valley mouth.

Coupled with the night of waiting, the vigilance of this group of black-clothed swordsmen has dropped to the lowest point, and they are attacking in the rear, and the other party is absolutely defenseless.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Shenxiu was like a ghost, and under the cover of strange rocks, he slid step by step to the valley.

"Captain, if you want me to say, I cut that girl off with a sword, let's go back and rest, we've been waiting all night, and that kid is coming early!"

The duck chattered endlessly!

"It's now!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the strongest cold young man was distracted and talking to the duck, Zhong Shenxiu had a sword in his hand, and his figure exploded.

Just as the two were talking, a snow-white sword light suddenly rose from the strange stones behind them, which was amazing.

The target is the chattering duck voice.

The reason why Zhong Shenxiu chose this person as the first target was because he hated this person, and secondly, because this person was the strongest except for the cold youth.

The reason why he didn't directly take the cold young man was because the cold young man was the strongest, and Zhong Shenxiu was worried that it would be difficult to kill him with one blow.

Although the duck's voice was noisy, his reaction speed was extremely fast.

In an instant, he swung his long sword, and a fierce sword shadow attacked.

"Poof!" The sword light broke through the green sword shadow without hindrance, breaking through the chest of the duck male voice, and revealing behind him.

The piercing shout turned into a muffled snort, and blood gushed out like a spring, splashing everywhere.

"Hmph, how daring!"

The cold young man shouted angrily, and the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath had just sounded.

The cold young man had already carried the momentum of wind and thunder, swinging his sword and slashing at Zhong Shenxiu, who had succeeded in one blow.

The rest of the black-clothed swordsmen also reacted at this time, and they all unsheathed their swords, gathered and dispersed, and came towards Zhong Shenxiu.

However, how could Zhong Shenxiu, who won a blow, stay where he was?

As soon as his figure turned, he swooped towards the crowd of black-clothed swordsmen like a ghost.

A rolling dodge the blow of the cold young man's sword and wind and thunder, Zhong Shenxiu changed his form and appeared in front of the three black-clothed swordsmen who came together.

The long sword stabbed out, and suddenly the sword light was great, and dozens of sword shadows flickered.

In an instant, the three swordsmen suddenly felt their eyes tingle, and their eyes were full of sword light.

The three of them were frightened, and before they could turn from attack to defense, they heard three muffled snorts at the same time.

The sword shadow flashed away, and when it dissipated, the three black-clothed swordsmen fell out at the same time, the sword marks on their chests rolled up, and blood splattered.

"You!" Seeing this, the cold young man's eyes cracked, and in the midst of shouting, the rest of the black-clothed swordsmen no longer dared to act without permission.

Gathered around the cold young man, lined up in a strict sword formation, and divided and attacked.

With the cold young man as the front, the rest of the black-clothed swordsmen echoed each other and rushed straight to Zhong Shenxiu.

Zhong Shenxiu sneered, did not retreat, but advanced, wrapped in sword light, and shot out.

On one side is the rolling sword tide of silver light, and on the other side is a mountain of sword forests with more than a dozen long swords striking together,-for-tat, without avoidance!

The two sides hedged, and the moment they staggered, Zhong Shenxiu's figure suddenly turned into a shadow that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and he plunged straight into the gap like Lin Jian's shadow.

Hearing only the sound of "Zheng", the sharp sword light flashed away, tearing open the dense sword net formed by everyone's joint attacks.

In the sound of the sword, Zhong Shenxiu came and went, turning back and forth.

Suddenly, Zhong Shenxiu threw himself and disappeared from everyone's sight, and the sword light as fierce as snow flashed away.

After a few more dull cries of pain, several black-clothed swordsmen had a line of blood on their eyebrows and fell to the ground.

Zhong Shenxiu's figure fell behind everyone, his breathing was a little short, and his face was a little pale, but his body was stable.

In just a few breaths, Zhong Shenxiu burst into a surprise attack, and suddenly like lightning, in the midst of everyone's combined attack, he once again killed five black-clothed swordsmen.

Between the lightning and flint, the two sides have been battling each other for dozens of rounds.

The black-clothed swordsman who tried to ambush Zhong Shenxiu had already stopped five out of ten.

Including the cold young man led by him, there were only seven black-clothed swordsmen who survived.

Life and death are in a hurry, and the thrilling and terrifying fight unfolds in an instant.

What seems like a few rounds of confrontation is not simple at all.

In this instant, Zhong Shenxiu has brought his experience, bravery, strategy and timing to the extreme.

If you are not careful, you will be splattered with blood on the spot, and the corpse will end up in the wilderness.

Zhong Shenxiu's heart palpitated, and the black-clothed swordsmen were even more shocked.

In the fight of Fang Cai, Zhong Shenxiu's cultivation was not much higher than them.

Among the sixteen black-clothed swordsmen who participated in the ambush of Zhong Shenxiu, the lowest was also a cultivator who cultivated his qi.

The cold young man and the duck male voice led by him are even more masters of cultivating qi, and their swordsmanship and cultivation are all the best choices.

And Zhong Shenxiu's cultivation is just a great achievement of cultivating qi.

The swordsmanship used is the basic thirteen swords of the Zhong family's entry-level.

Almost everyone present was familiar with this swordsmanship.

This prosaic basic swordsmanship, in Zhong Shenxiu's hands, turned decay into magic, blooming with an incomparably stunning brilliance.

With his ghostly body, he flickered like lightning in the crowd, vertical and horizontal.

Born under the noses of everyone, the sword slashed nearly ten black-clothed swordsmen, including the master of Ya Gong's voice, which was terrifying!

The two sides were relatively silent, and in an instant, the sword light and sword shadow rose again, and the dripping blood splashed everywhere.

Nearly ten sudden figures like lightning are constantly staggering, circling, and exchanging blows......

The sword roared through the air, the wind and thunder spread all over the audience, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng" sword weapons was endless.

The tragic fight to the death is constantly going on in this square inch, like a Shura killing field, fierce, poignant......