Sure enough, with the addition of Sisonad, the disciples of Cold Leaf Valley suddenly began to feel nervous.

At this moment, Zhan Nansong, who was in the valley, received a report that a group of uninvited guests had broken into the valley and had already fought with the guards of the disciples.

As soon as he heard the news, Zhan Nansong was taken aback, and he didn't have time to ask in detail, while arranging some capable disciples to protect Jiang Yiyun's safety, and also ordered the guards of Hanye Valley to be on full alert, and then he hurriedly walked towards the valley with dozens of disciples.

Since Sisonad also made a move here, soon, several disciples of Cold Leaf Valley fell.

As I said before, these people have a very good relationship in private, and when they see their brothers who get along day and night fall under someone else's knife, they are naturally full of grief and indignation.

But grief and indignation are grief and indignation, and the gap in strength is destined for them to be powerless.

Sisonad wanted to be ruthless, and the shot was a killing move, plus there were some purple-clothed people from the side, and soon, none of the seven or eight guard disciples remained, and all of them fell to the ground and died.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of a Hanye Valley disciple in Zuihou, who looked down at the knife inserted into his heart, and slowly fell down with a full of grief and indignation.

At this time, Zhan Nansong also came to Taniguchi with dozens of disciples.

"Ahh

"Dapeng!Dapeng!, Lao Tong!, Lao Tong!" For a while, the wails came and went, and some people recognized their fellow disciples at a glance, and pounced on them crying.

At this time, Zhan Nansong's mind was already blank.

It was the first time since the establishment of the Cold Leaf Valley that he had encountered such a situation, the corpse lying on the ground, and the bright red blood flowing out, were like lightning bolts, desperately slashing at his heart.

Zhan Nansong was not mentally prepared at all, and the whole person stood there as if he was stupid.

And Sisoari didn't make a move at this time, and just stood there and watched, as if nothing happened.

Finally, Zhan Nansong woke up from the shock, his eyes were red, he raised his slightly trembling arm, pointed at Xisoari and asked, "What did you do?"

His question also freed the other disciples from their sorrow, and one by one these disciples pulled out their sidearms, and their beast-like eyes emitted an eerie cold light.

Sisoari nodded noncommittally, and then said, "That's a lot of nonsense, is there anyone else here besides us?

"Who are you!" Zhan Nansong asked.

Sisoari said, "You don't care who we are, you just need to know that today is the death day of your Cold Leaf Valley!"

As soon as he heard this, Zhan Nansong looked up to the sky and smiled, and then said: "Since this is the case, I don't care who you are, but what you have done today, the whole Hanye Valley will not let you go, so you don't plan to go back." ”

The words of these two people are crazy enough.

At this time, the heavens seemed to be infected by the two of them, and a breeze blew at the right time, the climate in the Cold Leaf Valley was very different from the climate outside, and this gust of wind was mixed with a little cold, but it added a lot of solemnity to the atmosphere at this moment.

All the disciples of the Cold Leaf Valley were on full alert and ready to make a move, and the West Sonade and the purple-clothed people over there were also ready.

"Listen to the disciples of Hanye, kill!"

A simple sentence roared out of Zhan Nansong's mouth.

This sound, like a fuse, ignited two piles of gunpowder at once.

Sisonad took the lead and rushed forward, and Zhan Nansong saw from his dress that this person must be unusual, so he jumped forward to meet him.

The rest of the disciples of Cold Leaf Valley also shouted and mingled with the purple-clothed man.

Only Sisoari didn't move, and he felt that in the current situation, he didn't need to make a move.

The disciples of Cold Leaf Valley were furious, and their moves were extremely fierce.

The purple-clothed people on the side of the Fuyu Holy Sect were not to be outdone.

In the blink of an eye, one man from each side fell.

The swords and swords and the sound of fighting rang out, and the weapons in their hands had turned into life-seeking iron hooks at this time, violently trying to cut off one life after another.

Zhan Nansong and Xi Sonard have similar martial arts, but they fight without distinguishing between you and me.

The rise of killing outside the valley, the news soon spread back to the valley.

"Senior Brother Chen, Third Senior Brother and our people are already fighting those people at the mouth of the valley!" a disciple hurriedly ran back to the valley and said to a person who was looking anxiously near the martial arts training ground.

This person's name is Chen Yi, and he is the captain of the escort team, with strong martial arts and shrewd and careful personality.

He is also the second monk at the moment, how could the cold leaf valley, which has always been calm, attract an attack from unknown people?

However, curiosity is curiosity, his current task is to lead the people of the escort team to guard the surroundings of the martial arts training ground, there is only one passage between the Cold Leaf Valley and the outside, that is, a small road in front of the martial arts training ground, as long as this road is guarded, outsiders will not be able to enter.

"What's the situation!" Chen Yi asked eagerly.

The disciple gasped and said, "It's very chaotic, there are a lot of people on the other side, and they have already killed a few of our people who are responsible for guarding Taniguchi. ”

"What!" As soon as he heard that his fellow disciples had been killed, Chen Yiden was furious, and while pulling out his weapon, he stood up and walked forward.

"Chen Yi!" A voice suddenly came from not far away.

As soon as Chen Yi heard this voice, he immediately knew who it was, and quickly turned around and bent down respectfully and said, "I've seen Shiniang!"

At this time, from a small gate not far from the south side of the martial arts training ground, a group of people walked out, led by Jiang Yiyun.

Jiang Yiyun also has a middle-aged woman by her side, who is her personal maid, Xiaomei.

Behind her, followed by a group of Cold Leaf Valley disciples, all of whom had been ordered to protect her.

"Okay, okay, when are you still breaking these rules, I ask you, what's wrong!" Jiang Yiyun walked forward quickly and asked eagerly.

The reason why Chen Yi behaved so calmly was not because he was clichéd, but because he wanted to use his calmness to comfort Jiang Yiyun's heart.

It's just that although Jiang Yiyun is a woman, she has been mixed up in the wind and rain with Chi Yuanshan for most of her life, and the wisdom in her head has long been different from ordinary people.

"Master, it's no big deal, a few thieves don't have long eyes, come to find trouble, don't worry, we'll send it away!" Chen Yi said stubbornly.

Jiang Yiyun smiled slightly, and then said: "Chen Yi, you are not a few years older than Tian'er, don't lie in front of me!"

Chen Yi was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "The master taught me a lesson, but it's really nothing, you can go back and rest with peace of mind, I'll take someone to take a look!"

Jiang Yiyun said: "Didn't Nan Song already bring someone there? What? You still want to go? Then it looks like this is not a little thief!"