Chapter 627: Lu met a disciple of the Jiuhua Sword Sect

After entering the Two Mountains from the Jingluo Domain, one needs to pass a natural hazard to enter the depths of the Two Mountain Domains.

This natural danger is composed of Jiuhua Mountain and Qianren Mountain, Jiuhua Mountain on the left, Qianren Mountain on the right, and a plain 100 miles wide in the middle.

It's also the closest distance between the two mountain ranges.

But this closest place is also the most dangerous.

The Jiuhua Mountain Peak on the left is thousands of feet high, straight into the sky, and there is a strong wind at the top, containing yin and electricity and yang thunder, even the masters of the earth fairy realm are afraid and dare not climb over lightly.

Qianren Mountain on the right, the cliff is steep, the abyss is huge, and there are often earth whirlwinds rising into the sky, devouring a living creature flying from above, and the same earth immortal is sad.

Therefore, if you want to enter the two mountain areas, you need to pass from this hundred miles of plains.

And this hundred-mile plain is the territory of the Sword God Empire of the Two Mountains Domain, and it was built as a Xiongguan as early as I don't know how many years ago.

The name of this Xiongguan is called a line of heaven.

Jiang Le arrived at the first line of heaven at night, according to the rules here, the airspace is forbidden, and night travel is prohibited, and the first line of heaven is the Xiongguan of the Terran Empire, so it is naturally heavily guarded, and there are also strong earth immortals in charge, so he randomly found an inn to rest for the night.

When he got up early in the morning, Jiang Le asked how the Jiuhua Sword Sect would go when he was checking out.

To Jiang Le's surprise, a young man in the inn could tell him in detail the path to the Jiuhua Sword Sect. After asking curiously, I realized that the Jiuhua Sword Sect is now a hot word in the two mountain regions, and there are hundreds of thousands of messages involving the Jiuhua Sword Sect every day.

Most of them are brawls and troubles. Or some so-called inside information from the Jiuhua Sword Sect.

What satisfied Jiang Le was that although he revealed his information twice, the people who knew were still trustworthy. And did not disclose the outside world. Therefore, the entire two mountain domains did not know their arrival, nor did they know their relationship with the Jiuhua Sword Sect.

Leaving from the inn, Jiang Le greeted the green sparrow, and he was about to go to the two mountains through the guò line of sky.

"The immortal has killed someone, run. ”

I had just walked not far when I suddenly heard an exclamation. Then the pedestrians on the road quickly dispersed, and in an instant, a huge street. Only Jiang Le and Qingque were left standing alone on the street.

Stunned, Jiang Le looked at the opposite side and saw a group of people fighting.

It is not right to say that it is fighting, it should be said that a group of people are chasing and killing a person.

Jiang Le is not the kind of indifferent person who sweeps the snow in front of his own door. But in this immortal world. Especially in the two mountain regions where the atmosphere was extremely uneasy, he felt that it was better to cause less trouble.

Now I have a more important task, that is, to give the yin and yang flowers to the seriously injured old man, so that more people can be saved.

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Le also wanted to bypass.

But at this moment, the person who was being chased was suddenly kicked away, and at the same time, a piece of something flew from his arms. fell in front of Jiang Le.

This thing fell into Jiang Le's eyes, making him pause suddenly. There was no longer a single step of movement.

After a silent glance, Jiang Le picked up the things.

This thing was very familiar, exactly the same as the token of the Jiuhua Sword Sect, one of the several items that his father had left for him. The only slight difference is that the token left by the father is purple, while this token is black.

Although the colors are different, one thing is certain.

This person who was hunted down was a disciple of the Jiuhua Sword Sect.

Hey, this is forcing yourself to meddle.

Jiang Le sighed in his heart and turned to look at the person who was being hunted down.

This is a teenager, who looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear eyebrows and a tall figure. Even if he faced more than a dozen opponents at this moment, he was completely pressed and beaten, and he did not show a trace of timidity and fear, his eyes were full of anger and disobedience, and he knew at a glance that he was a very stubborn boy.

"Little bastard, you still dare to run away, Lao Tzu doesn't want to live today, as long as your head. ”

A hideous-looking man in the prime of life shouted angrily and punched the boy. He is obviously a powerful martial arts cultivator, and before his fists arrive, the fist wind goes first, and the agitation is like thunder.

was besieged by everyone, it was already difficult to parry, and they fought and retreated. The young man seems to be also injured to resist the enemy, and his strength has plummeted, and in the face of this punch in the prime of life, there is no possibility of defense at all.

Seeing that he was about to die, the young man looked at the prime of life angrily, and scolded: "Yang Zhan, you Bayunmen actually dare to unite with outsiders and betray my Jiuhua Sword Sect, if I die today, I will be buried in Bayunmen tomorrow." ”

The middle-aged man smiled silently, with only killing intent in his eyes.

There was a muffled thud, and the middle-aged man's fist touched a hand. With his angry blow, he can definitely crack the mountain, and the body of the human body, even if it is exploded with one punch, it is normal.

But at this moment, his fist fell in his hand, but after a muffled sound, it was silent.

"What?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his fist, only then did he look at the owner of the hand that suddenly appeared.

This is a young man, wearing a Taoist robe, smiling, gentle, and quite personable, it is Jiang Le.

"Little Taoist, who are you, dare to meddle in your affairs?" Yang Zhan, a middle-aged man, glared at Jiang Le angrily.

Jiang Le chuckled: "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, everyone is a human race, why do you want to kill each other? This is not good, it will make the demon clan and the barbarian clan see the joke." ”

"Bastard, uncle only does things according to his mood, who dares to laugh at me, if you don't want to die, get out of my way, otherwise don't blame us for being polite. The middle-aged man rebuked.

Jiang Le's eyes froze, and he looked coldly, and the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale with fright, opened his mouth speechless, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

This young Taoist priest has such sharp eyes.

The others also looked a little uneasy, and they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

The teenager was also surprised.

He didn't expect that someone would really dare to save him.

Who is this man? Does he not know his identity, or does he know that he is acting on purpose?

Jiang Le let go of the boy and said indifferently, "Are you okay?"

The boy shook his head.

Jiang Le picked up the token again and said, "You are a disciple of the Jiuhua Sword Sect?"

The young man's face changed, and he touched his body, only to find that his token was missing, and quickly snatched it from Jiang Le's hand, and then asked vigilantly, "Why is my token in your hand?"

Jiang Le smiled: "I picked it up just now." ”

The boy pondered for a moment, and it seemed that he really felt that something had flown away from his body before, but he was besieged at that time and did not have time to check.

Seeing the young man like this, Jiang Le finally confirmed his identity and continued: "Since you are a disciple of the Jiuhua Sword Sect, then near this Jiuhua Mountain, you will actually be hunted down and killed? Don't you feel ashamed?"

The young man's face turned red, and he immediately stiffened his neck and said: "My body has been sealed with a spell, and my mana can't be moved, of course I can't beat a group of martial cultivators." ”

Jiang Le smiled meaningfully: "Can't you really beat it?" Do you want to try it again now?"

The young man was about to refute, when his face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes looked at Jiang Le incredulously.

Jiang Le said calmly: "Get back the face you lost, and I'll help you suppress the formation." (To be continued......)