The flames jumped, and the faint red light reflected the faces of Song Si and the middle-aged man, and the fiery firewood beeped, making a second sound besides the sound of the wind.

The middle-aged man opened his luggage, took out a wine bag, looked at Song Si and said, "Would you like to warm up with some wine?"

"No, I don't. Song Si looked at the jumping flames, his mind entered a state of dazed thoughtlessness, and he tried his best to feel the warmth and tranquility.

It's just that the arrival of the middle-aged man invisibly broke the peaceful atmosphere, which made Song Si feel a little sad.

"I'm from Hami, and I'm looking for more powerful power and preparing to enter the Kunlun Realm. The middle-aged man said wistfully.

Song Si picked up the branches beside him, dialed the firewood, and maintained the height of the flame: "What are you looking for a stronger power to do?"

"For revenge!" The middle-aged man's expression was a little gloomy, he lowered his head and cried silently, his cry seemed to make the cold wind between heaven and earth whimper.

It is said that a man can cry without flicking, and a middle-aged man who has reached the realm of a grandmaster can cry so sadly, what is the story behind this? Maybe ordinary people want to know about it, but Song Si doesn't want to know, and he doesn't want to understand.

After crying for a long time, Dahan raised his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I affected you." It's time for me to go, there are people chasing me behind, thank you for your hospitality. The big man got up, put away his luggage, and prepared to leave.

Song Si picked up firewood: "No need to go, they are here." ”

"What!" The middle-aged man looked behind him, and in the dark night, six swift figures could be vaguely seen, all of which were the top masters in today's rivers and lakes.

"Dao Chief, go quickly, these people are chasing me, I'll stop them. The middle-aged man took out a broken knife from the package and walked forward.

Song Si sighed lightly, he could see that this middle-aged man did not have a good knife, this ordinary big knife that was not broken was not over, and in the face of the existence of a half-step great master of the same level, the middle-aged man did not have the slightest chance of winning.

He could have escaped, but he didn't, maybe he was afraid that this group of people would hurt Song Si? Song Si shook his head and smiled, rummaged through the mini package around his waist, and found a greedy wolf knife, although it was not too good, it was enough for him to use.

And then. Song Si casually threw the greedy wolf knife over, and the middle-aged man heard the sound of the knife, turned around and took it, and his heart was overjoyed.

"Thank you, if I can live, there will be a great reward!" The middle-aged man bent down and clasped his fists towards Song Si, and then turned around and killed the six people who were chasing and killing.

"Kill him!" The master of the half-step great grandmaster stood in place, looking at Song Si who was stirring the firewood, he could feel the faint sword intent, this seemed to be a warning to him, the half-step great grandmaster snorted coldly in his heart, but because he couldn't see through Song Si's cultivation realm, he chose to wait and see for the time being.

The middle-aged man grabbed the greedy wolf knife and killed into the crowd, and the five pursuers immediately pulled out their scimitars to surround and kill them.

Song Si stopped plucking the firewood, looked at the battlefield, and looked at the middle-aged man who was struggling to fight, it was completely a deadly fight. He could see that the middle-aged man had completely opened up, and he slashed it with a knife, and the middle-aged man did not dodge or dodge at all, and directly slashed it like the vital point of the comer.

"Your Excellency, are you planning to meddle in this matter?" the half-step Grand Master asked in a sonorous voice as he walked over to the fire at some point.

Song Si was silent, just watching the middle-aged man fight, with a faint sadness in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, are you planning to meddle in this matter?" the half-step Grand Master asked again, and the faint power spread, suppressing the flame in front of Song Si slightly.

"You've got my fire. Song Si put down the branch in his hand, looked at the half-step Grand Master, and said lightly.

Song Si felt that this person was a little brainless, and he had already stepped into the realm of the Great Grandmaster in half a step, and he couldn't see his realm. Either way, Song Si felt that the brain circuit of this half-step great master was abnormal.

Or, Song Si was looking for an excuse to make a move, he really didn't want to help this middle-aged man, but he wanted to come up with a sword, which was the opinion of the sword.

The faint sword momentum dispersed, and a layer of yellow sand blew under the feet of the half-step great grandmaster, and he looked at Song Si, who was slowly standing up, and involuntarily retreated.

At this moment, the flames under Song Si's feet were constantly extending outward, making a hula sound, as if they also wanted to escape from Song Si at this moment.

What kind of realm is he? What a powerful sword intent! The half-step great master didn't want to retreat, but he had to retreat, this was under the suppression of Song Si's invisible sword momentum.

He realized his stupidity, such a cunzài, if he really wanted to interfere, he would have taken action a long time ago, and it was his stupidity that angered the cunzài in front of him. The half-step Grand Master no longer retreated, and began to use the True Qi of his whole body, preparing for a battle! Perhaps, in this way, he would have a glimmer of life.

Just as Song thought about his sword, he suddenly heard the sound of conversation coming from the wind. "Big brother, you have to avenge our brothers! I was directly killed by that damn white-haired Taoist at the Dragon Gate Inn, and I escaped with heavy injuries. "This is Han Feng's voice.

"I know, this time I went to the Tianshan Sect to take advantage of Yun Yi's old guy to leave, and grabbed the Moxue Fairy to comfort the third brother Han Hai's last wish, but I didn't expect her martial arts to be so good, and when she fought with me, she attracted Ling Mowei, an old woman who was not born for a hundred years, which is really hateful. Ying Yi, the boss of the six gentlemen of Qilian, said: "But this Ling Mowei is also very good, she is a hundred years old, and she is still young like a teenage girl, with smooth and tender hands." ”

"Big brother is mighty!"

"Mighty fart, really mighty won't be beaten out by this old witch. But I'm not losing, the Moxue Fairy has been poisoned by my unique green miasma, and they will come to me sooner or later! Ying Yi laughed lewdly.

"Big brother is Gao Ming!" Han Feng couldn't hurry up and slapped it, "Big brother, look, there is a fire there, let's go over to take shelter from the wind and take off the warmth." ”

Song Si smiled coldly, and slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back, the tip of the sword hung above the flames, absorbing the temperature of the flames, extending into Song Si's palm through the sword body, blending with the anger in his heart.

Mo Xue is a pure spring of soul that Song Si encountered when he came to this world, and they dared to poison her, the crime is unforgivable!

The half-step Grand Master's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and he retreated again and again, and his spirit did not dare to relax for a moment.

Suddenly, Song Si disappeared in front of his eyes, and the half-step great master was shocked in his heart, and immediately turned around, there was no one. Ran Dao, has already been tricked? The half-step great master broke out in a cold sweat, touched his neck, and was still there.

A miserable scream came, making the half-step great master wake up to the fact that Song Si was not killing him.

Directly in the distance, Song Si slowly withdrew the long sword from Han Feng's chest who was vomiting blood, and looked at Ying Yi coldly: "Hand over the antidote!"

"Hmph, I killed my four brothers in the Dragon Gate Inn before, and now I killed my second brother in front of me, is it really true that I Yingyi is a vegetarian?"

Song Si swung his sword and drew a circle, sweeping all the hidden weapons to the ground: "Is this the only ability?"

"I know that your cultivation realm is much higher than mine, I advise you not to deceive people too much!

"Do you mean poison?" Song Si saw at first glance that the other party was a master of using poison, and if he didn't kill him at the first time, he just wanted to get Mo Xue's antidote.

"Hand over the antidote!" Song Si's long sword slowly drew an arc on the sand, and he felt that he was running out of patience.

Ying Yi laughed: "If I hand over the antidote, will you be able to let me go?"

Song Si stopped talking nonsense, and stabbed out with a sword, he planned to kill Ying Yi directly and then find an antidote. Ying Yi is not simple, with the body of high-grade martial arts, he only fights with Song Si, and the time he stays at each step will not exceed a quarter of a breath, which allows him to get rid of Song Si's shackles as quickly as possible, so as to strive for more opportunities.

Whoa!

Song Si's three swords were linked, wanting to seal Yingyi's retreat, but who knew that he was fighting hard to escape if his left arm was injured.

Shout!

"The sword flies to the sky!" Song Si made a killing move, without a trace of mercy in his heart, he would only swing his sword and swing his sword to kill the enemy in front of him!

"Turning bones into palms!" Ying Yi's right hand slapped out a green palm force, hard to connect with the extremely sharp sword qi, and exploded with a bang, Ying Yi's right palm was dripping with blood, vomiting blood and flying out, and finally fell to the yellow sand.

Song Si walked towards Ying Yi step by step, "Hand over the antidote, this is your last chance!"

"Hahaha, one last chance, you'll regret it!" Ying Yi staggered to his feet, looked at Song Si and laughed, and at the same time, all his infinite true qi was mobilized by him, intending to kill Song Si with one blow.

Feeling Yingyi's growing momentum, Song Si was full of Zhenyuan, ready to deal with his moves that would end up together.

This is not a move that will end in the same fate, and a glimmer of conspiracy flashed under Ying Yi's grim gaze.

"Moths fly and butterflies dance, and flowers bloom in the dead realm!"

Yingyi's true qi was released, turning into two pairs of pitch-black butterfly wings and appearing behind him, and the turquoise phosphorescence was faint, floating endlessly, and floating quickly with the wind, to envelop Song Si in it.

This is the upstream of the wind, this is his poisoning home, Ying Yi laughed wildly in his heart, without a breath of time, the wind will be full of his unique antidote to the poison, Song Si in the wind has nowhere to escape!