The Nanyang Sword Sect is located in the north of Jiangnan, only a few dozen miles away from Kaifeng, and the agreed time of the five major sects is at sunset today, and the Nanyang Sword Sect is the closest to the agreed place, so they rushed here first.

The sun gradually set towards the west, and the time passed little by little, dozens of disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect were a little impatient, muttering something while drinking tea, although they were impatient, they had to continue to wait, the Central Plains martial arts people have a rule that they like to make an appointment in advance for everything, and then strive towards the same goal.

The Demon Ten Elder and Guangyun continued to drink tea in the corner, the murderous aura in the eyes of the Demon Ten Elder became stronger and stronger, and Guang and Yun knew in their hearts that if the Demon Ten wanted to kill the person he wanted, he might only have to die, because there seemed to be no one in this world who was his opponent.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Ten, and then he said to Light and Cloud, "Leave the sword, you guys get out of here quickly." ”

Light and Cloud didn't ask much, they had already learned not to ask more questions when they were doing things under the Demon Ten.

After the light and clouds disappeared without a trace, the Demon Ten Elder held the Soul Absolute Sword in his left hand and the Qingyan Sword in his right hand, and said with a smile on his lips, "You should also hit the road!"

The words didn't seem loud, but they resounded through the valley. The disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect and the merchants selling liquor here could hear it clearly, but they didn't know who said this?

Despite this, their nervous eyes and countenances revealed infinite fear, because the best way to convey murderous aura was not a sharp blade but words, words that made people despair.

Several disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect stood up, looked around and shouted, "Who is talking just now, who has the ability to come out and compete with each other, what kind of hero is it to shrink his head and tail?"

"Whoosh" Three sharp sword breaking through the air, the sound was clear and bright, everyone knew that this was the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air, but no one knew what was happening? I saw that the disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect who had just gotten up all fell to the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, but the corners of their mouths were tightly closed, and the fact that they forgot to scream before they died only proved that they died too quickly, and they didn't even feel pain so fast, and the only thing that could prove their death was the red thread around their necks.

Qingyan Sword stood quietly next to the corpses of the three people, the sword body was still trembling, as if the killing had not stopped but had just begun.

The Demon Ten Elder slowly stepped forward and pulled out the Qingyan Sword, looked at Qingfeng in the sunlight and said with a smile: "Good sword! It is indeed a good sword! If someone points this sword at me, I will doubt whether I can defeat my opponent?"

Only then did everyone react, and the person who spoke and killed was this old man with white hair, although they didn't want to believe it, but the truth was in front of them.

The disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect quickly rushed forward to surround the Demon Ten Elders, while those vendors selling alcohol hid aside and secretly watched the fight here. It was not difficult to see fear and fear in their eyes, but at this moment, curiosity and excitement drove them to stay here.

The disciple of the Nanyang Sword Sect asked angrily, "Who are you? We have no grievances with you, why did we kill people?"

The Demon Ten Elder smiled and said, "Why do you have a reason to kill someone? You also have swords in your hands, can you tell me that there is a legitimate reason for their blood?"

The disciple of the Nanyang Sword Sect said: "I am too lazy to talk to people like you, there is only one way to die for those who commit the Central Plains Martial Arts, not to mention that this is really at the foot of Shaomu Mountain?"

After that, dozens of disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect rushed forward in unison, there were many people with great strength, and it was difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, it was true that the Central Plains Martial Arts had succeeded many times in this way, but today they were doomed to failure.

The Demon Ten Elder clenched the sword in his hand and smiled and said, "The most important thing you should do is to run for your life, why do some people always like to be reckless when they should be cowardly?"

With that, the Demon Ten Elder shook his head and waved the sword in his hand helplessly.

The spectators stared intently at the fight, they thought it would be exciting, but the truth had to disappoint them.

There was no wailing, no roaring, and no sound of Jin Ge colliding, between the rise and fall of the yellow sand, but when they opened their eyes again, the disciples of the Nanyang Sword Sect had already fallen in a pool of blood, and the sword in the hand of the Demon Ten Elder was dripping blood to the ground.

No one knew how the sword in the hands of the Demon Ten ended the lives of this group of people, because it was so fast, fast that the eyes could bear it, and maybe even these dead people didn't know how they died?

More than a dozen vendors curled up in a ball, and the thoughts of seeing the excitement had vanished, their eyes were only filled with fear, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, because the Demon Ten Elders were slowly walking towards this side.

The Demon Ten Elder smiled and said, "There are two kinds of people in this world whose lives are difficult for a long time, one is the group of people who are capable of many people, and the other is people like you who like to watch the excitement when they have nothing to do. ”

A slightly bolder shopkeeper knelt down and begged for mercy: "God-man, we have no grievances, we are just ordinary traders, you can spare us!"

The Demon Ten Elder smiled and said, "What did you just see?"

The shopkeeper said, "Dead people, many dead people!"

The Demon Ten Elder smiled and said, "It seems that you really don't have the need to live. ”

The shopkeeper seemed to be about to say something, but he would never be able to speak again, because when the Demon Ten Words were compared, Qingyan's sword blade had already gently kissed his throat.

The group of people behind the shopkeeper got up and fled, and Mo Shi shook his head and said: "In the face of you devil, the only thing you can do when you can't defeat it is to run away, if you still have a trace of illusion about him, then it is equivalent to death!"

With a swing of the sword, the blade spread out and slammed into the backs of the group like a raging wave, and they fell silently to the ground, allowing the blood to flow and spread.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the Demon Ten Elder smiled.

The flying geese that pass by from time to time on the horizon, the insects that come from the valley in the distance, and the sound of animals are always so bleak and sentimental, because it is always in a bleak place, in a bleak place, that people will smell it, so they have to be desolate.

The blood is red, and the taste is rotten!

There was a clattering of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves was very urgent, because only some of them could be heard, but now the sound was less than a few hundred steps away from him, which showed the extreme of the horse's hooves.

The Demon Ten Elder looked in the direction of the sound of horses' hooves, smiled and said, "The person who should have come has finally arrived, and now it's my turn to watch the play." ”

At the end of the path, two familiar figures slowly appeared, while the figure of the Demon Ten Elder disappeared without a trace.

The good drama has just begun, and the protagonist of the play has just appeared, but the hero's play is always late, so it has caused many yin and yang mistakes and helplessness in the rivers and lakes.

Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong had already smelled the oncoming smell of blood, and they frowned before they saw the situation here, because they knew that it was still too late.

The horse's hooves slowly eased, the corpses all over the ground in front of him loomed with the bright red blood, Wen Yunfeng had tears in his eyes, Duan Yunhong also had tears in his eyes, the hero who would cry may not be weak, but the hero who shed tears was destined to be sad.

Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong got off their horses and walked forward slowly, looking at the corpses on the ground, these people may have nothing to do with them, these people may be against them in the next moment, but they still hope that these people can live, the hero of fraternity is the most sad and the most easily burdened by love.

Duan Yunhong's eyes were full of anger and murderous aura, and Wen Yunfeng's eyes were also angry but not the slightest murderous aura, because he clearly knew the strength of his opponent, and he had already guessed what the consequences would be next?

Duan Yunhong ran towards the horse like crazy, Wen Yunfeng dragged him up and dragged Duan Yunhong and asked, "Second brother, what are you going to do?"

Duan Yunhong replied angrily: "I'm going to kill this thief and avenge the people here!"

Wen Yunfeng grabbed Duan Yunhong tightly and said, "Second brother, why are you still so impulsive? Since he can kill so many people quietly, the level of martial arts is unimaginable. ”

Duan Yunhong asked rhetorically: "Brother Wen, you have repeatedly told me to calm down, you tell me what to do next?"

Wen Yunfeng thought for a while and said, "Let's hurry back to Nanmeng City and don't do anything, this may be the only way to stop the killing." ”

Duan Yunhong was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Wen Yunfeng said anxiously: "The opponent is undoubtedly so to provoke the Central Plains Martial Arts and Nanmeng City, if we fight him repeatedly, he will kill more Jianghu people to blame us, now that the Soul Absolute Sword and Qingyan Sword are in his hands, we can only avoid its edge and let the Central Plains Martial Arts come to provoke Nanmeng City and bring everyone together." ”

Duan Yunhong seemed to understand what Wen Yunfeng meant, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

At this time, there was a commotion and the sound of hurried footsteps on the east side of the trail, the sun gradually set to the west, and the agreed time of the five major sects had arrived, and the people of the other sects also felt this place.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, everyone was sentimental at first, and when they saw Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong, everyone's sentimentality turned into anger and murder. At this time, there is no need to question or speak, all the people of the Nanyang Sword Sect died here, and it happened that Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong were standing here, there was no doubt that the two of them were murderers.

The disciples of several factions quickly pulled out the big swords and long swords in their hands and rushed towards Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong.

Duan Yunhong tried to walk up and explain to everyone, but Wen Yunfeng grabbed Duan Yunhong and said, "Second brother, for today's plan, only returning to Nanmeng City is the best of both worlds, we don't need to explain anything?"

Duan Yunhong still refused to leave, Wen Yunfeng had no choice but to pull Duan Yunhong on the horse, and the horse galloped away into the distance with a long neigh.

People can't run horses, and this group of people can't catch up after chasing for a while, so they don't chase anymore.

Someone said: "You don't have to chase anymore, now the truth of the matter is clear, the Central Plains rivers and lakes and the Nanmeng City are not the same hatred, our group of stragglers are not the opponents of the Nanmeng City, now that we have reached the foot of Songshan Mountain, we still ask Shaolin to come forward to uphold justice for the rivers and lakes!"

Everyone also echoed the Tao without any objections, so they hurriedly buried the colleagues of the Nanyang Sword Sect and hurried towards the Shaolin Temple.