It turned out that the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect had hollowed out the underground in advance, and then hid underneath, and the Xiaoye Sect entered the trap without warning, and the Qingfeng Sect disciples crawled out of the ground and dragged people down and then hacked them to death with knives, the means were very cruel. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Qingfeng Sect disciples were haunted in the underground, and the screams of the disciples of the Xiaoye Sect came and went, and everyone was in danger. Suddenly, two hands came out of the ground and grabbed Ding Wangzhou's feet, Ding Wangzhou pierced his feet, the iron sword came out of the sheath, a cold light flashed, and the hands of those two people were cut off and kicked into the air by Ding Wangzhou's sword, Ding Wangzhou was jealous and hateful, and he would take revenge, and cut off the palms of several people in the Qingfeng Sect in a row, Ding Yuxin and Le Yunqi also stabbed several Qingfeng Sect disciples.

Suddenly, someone grabbed Ding Yuxin's feet from the ground, pulled her to the ground and dragged her, Le Yunqi jumped forward and threw herself on the ground, grabbed Ding Yuxin's hand, and was dragged to the ground together. Ding Wangzhou saw it from a distance, and in a hurry, he flew over, and with two cold lights, a few hands fell to the ground, only to see those people holding their broken hands and howling in pain.

Ding Yuxin and Le Yun saw that the ground was full of broken hands, both disgusting and frightened, they looked at Ding Wangzhou together, only to see Ding Wangzhou's red eyes, unmoved, merciless, Xiaoye faction gradually regained the initiative, Ding Wangzhou led all the disciples to fight together, and the Qingfeng sect disciples hidden underground had to crawl out of the ground under the strong counterattack of the Xiaoye faction, and fought with the disciples of the Xiaoye faction. Several of them carried a small flag with the words "Zhaozhou Branch" written on it. It turned out that it was not Leng Yuefeng who set up an ambush here, but the disciples of the Xuzhou Branch Altar who were transferred back by Yu Zaidao, and it was arranged on the periphery of the four major peaks along with the other three branch altars as the first line of defense to ambush the five major factions.

Ding Wangzhou has always been strict with the disciples in the faction, and this time he came with Ding Wangzhou to be the best in the faction. Ding Wangzhou saw that the situation was unclear, and drank the disciples who were about to pursue. Ding Wangzhou's junior brother Guo Xingyuan asked, "Senior brother in charge, we won the first battle, and the Qingfeng Sect disciples fled in the wilderness, why don't we take advantage of the victory to pursue them?"

Ding Wangzhou looked at the mess on the ground, with corpses all over the ground, and was furious, "Just now those thieves were just from the Zhaozhou Branch, but we killed a hundred enemies and lost eighty ourselves, and now we haven't attacked Leng Yue Peak, the losses are already so heavy, the Qingfeng Sect has always been scheming, and rash pursuit will only fall into their trap, besides, our target is Leng Yue Peak and Guyun Mountain, don't worry about them for now." ”

Guo Xingyuan raised his sword high and shouted loudly: "The disciples of the Xiaoye Sect listened to the order, and together with the master, they attacked Leng Yue Peak and leveled Guyun Mountain. After hearing this, all the disciples also raised their swords and shouted: "Attack Lengyue Peak and set foot on Guyun Mountain." ”

The Xiaoye faction was high-spirited, and rushed to the foot of Leng Yue Peak in one go, but when Ding Wangzhou looked up at the road of Leng Yue Peak, it was narrow and steep, full of dangers, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it was really a man who could not open it, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Ding Yuxin said: "Dad, the mountains above are rugged, which is very unfavorable for us to go to the mountains." ”

Le Yunqi said: "Yes, Master, I suffered heavy losses in the first battle, and I am afraid that it will not work hard to attack." ”

Ding Wangzhou said: "I don't know, but this is the only way to go to Leng Yue Peak, the other factions are attacking the mountain with all their might, how can our Xiaoye faction be left behind, it's too late." ”

Ding Wangzhou suddenly put away his face full of worry, cheered up and said to the disciples: "There is about to be a fierce battle in front of me, but the demon defense road, the duty is, sacrifice oneself for righteousness, it is not necessary, everyone will kill Leng Yuefeng with me", Ding Wangzhou took the lead in the front, the more he went forward, the more cautious he was with each step, and there was no movement until he walked halfway to the road, but the quieter it was, the more unusual it was, and the more disturbing it was. Xiao Ye Sect didn't know what Xiao Yun's intentions were, and he was in a worried mood and uncertain.

In fact, Xiao Yun had already found out the news of the Xiaoye faction's attack on Leng Yue Peak, and his subordinates suggested using the mountain to set up an ambush in the middle of the mountainside, and then wait for work to break the siege of the Xiaoye faction. Xiao Yun regarded Ding Wangzhou as a defeated general, did not take the Xiaoye faction in his eyes, and disdained to use conspiracy and trickery, wanting to defeat the Xiaoye faction openly, he looked out of the hall with his hands behind his back and said: "Sometimes the fear of the unknown is more frightening than the fear itself, in the face of such a favorable terrain, anyone will think of setting up an ambush, but I don't do it." ”

The Xiaoye Sect did not encounter any obstacles along the way, and successfully came to Cold Moon Peak. Looking to the opposite side, the mysterious Qingfeng Sect Chief Sect seemed to be right in front of him, victory was within reach, a group of disciples were excited, but Ding Yuxin and Le Yunqi were not happy, they knew that although Guyun Mountain was close at hand, but with Xiao Yun guarding, it might be far away in the world, and it was impossible to reach it at all.

At this moment, the sect members of Leng Yue Peak suddenly swarmed out from all directions and surrounded the Xiao Ye Sect, the Xiao Ye Sect people drew their swords and looked around, waiting for the battle, Xiao Yun slowly came out of the crowd, pointed at Ding Wangzhou and shouted: "Last time I spared your life in the Yanshan Sect, you didn't want to be grateful but didn't attack Leng Yue Peak with all your might?"

Ding Wangzhou glared at Xiao Yun and said coldly: "Xiao Yun Pifu, today the five major sects are going to do the way for Heaven and cut down your Qingfeng Sect Demon Sons and Demon Grandsons. ”

Xiao Yun said: "The defeated generals are so ashamed, and they are not afraid of the wind flashing their tongues?"

Ding Wangzhou said: "Last time, you were careless and let you win a move and a half, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer today." ”

"Then use all your skills" As soon as Xiao Yun finished speaking, a Lingyun Rao in his right palm, slapped away, Ding Wangzhou's two fingers on the sword handle, a blue light pointed directly at Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun's right palm hit half, Ding Wangzhou's iron sword had already arrived, Xiao Yun kicked to the ground, jumped up in the air, turned his body twice, and finally dodged it, only to hear a roar behind him, a boulder was split in half, and then the sword back stabbed behind Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun turned around and kicked Ding Wangzhou, Ding Wangzhou held the iron sword tightly, Xiao Yun looked at the stone that was split in half, his heart was shocked, and his back was cold, I didn't expect Ding Wangzhou's martial arts to progress so quickly in just a few months, and a few tricks to break the field have been killedand leave no stone unturned. Xiao Yun didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, with a move of "soul flying thousands of miles", he jumped up, and then slapped towards Ding Wangzhou from afar, Ding Wangzhou slashed with a backhand sword, the sword qi and Xiao Yun's palm force collided together and made a huge sound, and the aftermath scattered around, forcing the two of them to withdraw several feet.

All of a sudden, the sound of Leng Yuefeng's battle was deafening, resounding through the sky.

Just when the Xiaoye faction and Leng Yuefeng were fighting, the Yanshan faction had already arrived at the foot of the Broken Hongfeng Peak, only to see that the surrounding forests were deep and dense, and many people suddenly emerged from the woods, waving the flag, and writing the word "Qizhou". Without waiting for the Yanshan faction to react, through the dense woods, arrows shot out wildly, many disciples were caught off guard and fell in response, and after a while, many disciples were killed or injured by arrows. The Qizhou cultists completed their task, no longer entangled with the Yanshan faction, and quickly evacuated. Han Xun left some people to take care of the injured disciples, and led the others to continue to ascend the Broken Hung Peak.

Yanshan sent everyone to climb the Broken Hung Peak, guarding the Broken Hung Peak is the Broken Hung Envoy Qian Fan, although Qian Fan is a man, but the voice is shrill, the behavior is artificial, listen to him speak, let people goosebumps, the two sides scolded each other a few words, then draw a knife to fight, Qian Fan holds a pair of silver hooks, the hook body is about a foot long, the hook tip is two inches, small and flexible, between the two hands, hurt people outside the zhangba, kill the enemy before the size, fight for an hour, both sides have dead and wounded, the Yanshan faction suffered heavy losses, Han Xun looked around, there were few disciples around him, secretly thought for a moment, it was inevitable that the disciples of Yanshan were all folded in the Broken Hung Peak, Han Xun instructed to fight and retreat, leave slowly, and then plan after going down the mountain。 The remaining disciples stopped fighting after hearing this, and followed Han Xun to retreat under the Broken Hung Peak. Qian Fan was willing to give up and ordered all the disciples to chase and kill with all their might, the Yanshan faction suffered quite heavy losses, and escaped from Broken Hongfeng to count the number of people, and found that there was not much left, and even one of the proud disciples, Niu Yihu, was killed by Broken Hongfeng. Qian Fan chased halfway up the mountain, saw the Yanshan faction fleeing in embarrassment, threw away his armor, ran away, and returned to Broken Hongfeng with great satisfaction. Han Xun knew that he was no longer capable of attacking Broken Hongfeng, so he had to take the remaining disciples back to the decisive battle slope, and wait for news from the other three factions together with the Shaolin disciples who answered on the way.

The Sword Gate was ambushed by the Xiangzhou Branch Altar at the foot of the Frost Star Peak, but this time the Sword Gate was numerous and powerful, except for the seniors of the Liufang faction who led a few disciples to stay at the mountain gate, and almost poured out. In particular, Chang Hanxian's junior brother Wan Zhisheng, usually quiet and unsociable, but his martial arts are extremely high, and even Chang Hanxian is not his opponent, just because he is not good at dealing with people, and he hates to be entangled in the affairs of the faction, the position of head was passed to Chang Hanxian, and Wan Zhisheng is cold and ruthless, specializing in swordsmanship all day long, almost crazy. This time, instead of taking advantage of the Qingfeng Sect at the foot of Frost Star Peak, the Qingfeng Sect suffered a big loss, killing and wounding more than half of them, and finally had to flee in all directions. The disciples of the Sword Sect rushed all the way under the leadership of the three of them, and soon arrived at Frost Star Peak. The frost star envoy who sits on the frost star peak is Song Shu, this person boasts of being romantic, holding a folding fan, wearing a white robe, dancing and writing, a scholar's look, showing elegance, and the rivers and lakes are nicknamed "jade-faced pretty scholars".

The sword gate has just arrived at the Frost Star Peak, a roll of snow-white rice paper is three or four zhang long, galloping towards the middle from all directions, each piece of rice paper is full of words written by Song Shu, attached to the place, like a blade to cut people's lives, Chang Hanxian, the voice of Wan and Shang Yuanwei jumped up from the middle of the rice paper, the long sword was in the air, one after another sword roared out, a piece of rice paper bloomed from the middle, sprayed into the air, was broken by the shadowless sword of the sound of Wanzhi, the scene was spectacular.

Song Shu held a folding fan in his hand, stepped on a long piece of rice paper and rushed over, Wan Zhi Sound smashed the rice paper under his feet into several pieces, Song Shu flipped back, rose into the air, threw the folding fan in his hand, whirred a few times, crossed the ear of Wan Zhi and returned to his hand to catch it. Song Shu integrated his whole body martial arts into the folding fan, and fought against the enemy, which was a killing weapon.

Chang Hanxian and Shang Yuanwei also stepped forward to help, each holding a sharp sword, one in front of the other, stabbing at Song Shu, Song Shu stood in the middle, blocking the two of them out, folding the fan between the two palms and the waist and back and forth. Song Shu suddenly grabbed the folding fan and threw it hard at Shang Yuanwei, Shang Yuanwei's horizontal sword was blocked in front of his chest, the folding fan hit the sword body, a firelight, at this moment Song Shu quickly moved to Shang Yuanwei, a palm hit him in the abdomen and made him lose his center of gravity, fell back, fell to the ground, and finally got up, Song Shu unfolded the folding fan and inserted it, Shang Yuanwei was terrified and couldn't take it off, Wan Zhisheng two fingers and a gesture, a sword qi fell between the two, forcing Song Shu away. Song Shu automatically took a few steps back, his footing was not stable, and the sound of ten thousand swished out a few blue rays of light like a few giant swords across the sky from the top of Song Shu's head, Song Shu unfolded the folding fan to block the top of his head, was bent over, his body slowly bent down, and suddenly pushed upward, moving the sword qi of the sound of ten thousand away, but he fell crookedly and took several steps back.

The Shadowless Sword of the Voice of Ten Thousand Song Shu was amazed, there was no sword in his hand, but there seemed to be a thousand swords, the sword was in his heart, a finger was a sword, and its power was more terrifying than a real sword.

Chang Hanxian saw that the voice of Wan was difficult to suppress Song Shu for a while, so he got out from now, helped Shang Yuanwei up, and the three of them worked together to besiege Song Shu. Chang Hanxian, Wan Zhisheng, Shang Yuanwei although the three have different personalities, but the same brother for many years, very affectionate, with tacit understanding, Wan Zhi Voice attack on it, Chang Hanxian attack the middle, Shang Yuanwei captured the plate, the four of them fought a stick of incense, Song Shu gradually couldn't parry, was attacked by Wan Zhi from behind, the right shoulder drew a deep hole, Chang Hanxian and Shang Yuanwei saw the situation and became difficult, a fierce stab, Song Shu knew that he was invincible, and took the sect to cross the chain bridge and ran to Guyun Mountain. Chang Hanxian and the disciples of the Sword Sect were preparing to pursue, Shang Yuanwei: "Senior Brother in charge, please slow down, if we cross this bridge now, we will reach the lair of the Demon Sect, but we are not clear about the situation of the other factions, if only our Sword Sect attacks Guyun Mountain, the other factions have not come up, and then our Sword Sect will face the siege of the Demon Sect alone, and it will inevitably be under siege." Chang Hanxian only cared about being able to go to Guyun Mountain first and raise his prestige in front of the various factions, Shang Yuanwei mentioned this, and then suddenly realized, and ordered the disciples to send signals to the other four factions, and one disciple released an arrow and rushed into the sky, and a piercing sound resounded through Xiao Han.