When it was hard to fight in the valley

On the mountainside, on the edge of the mangrove forest, the black wind wandered on the hillside with its head drooping, and the strange aura of the mountain made it can't help but tremble its teeth, and it wanted to run away several times, but remembered that there was a person in the forest who was waiting for it, so it suppressed this impulse.

Once I wanted to muster up the courage to lean forward, but as soon as I approached, there was a sudden howl like a ghost in the forest, which scared the black wind away, and the black wind, who was not very brave, naturally killed and did not dare to approach again.

Farther at the foot of the mountain, two riders stood.

Wang Chong looked at the mountain shrouded in red clouds, quickly took a breath of cold air, and said: "Brother Ma, when I was a child, the old village owner told me that you must not go up this mountain, I didn't believe it at that time, and I took Xiaoqi and a few of them to try their courage at night. ”

Ma Jin listened carefully, Wang Chong then said in a gloomy tone: "But those few cowards have a lot of braggaking skills, and none of them dared to go in when they got to the ground, so I had to go in alone to explore the way, at first it was nothing, only a few steps, I felt a ghost, looked back, there was no road, scared me sweat all over, and suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder, I turned my head and ······"

Wang Chong immediately screamed with a hideous face, and the aftermath came far away, scaring back the wild rat that had just emerged on the snow, Ma Jin's expression was as usual, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It's okay for you to scare Xiao Qi with this trick, forget it about me." ”

The young man looked disappointed, muttered a few words, and then said with a mysterious face: "Brother Ma, in fact, I really entered this mountain, and lied to you that I am a puppy!", the young man yawned and sighed very perfunctorily, the young man was dissatisfied, and explained loudly: "This is true, but I went alone, Xiao Qi They heard that the mangrove forest was weak one by one, and they didn't even dare to move." It's a pity that I just entered the forest, and I almost reached the top of the mountain, so I fainted, and then I had a serious illness, and the old village owner found several Tulang to cure me, alas. Brother Ma, don't you believe me with this expression?"

Ma Jin's lazy expression immediately stiffened, and he nodded: "I believe it, but I heard that my child fainted in the mangrove forest that year, fortunately someone told the old village owner about it, or this fart big child would have died in the wilderness, and the child didn't even go into the forest, it shouldn't be you, right?"

Ma Jin deliberately stretched the last word long, and the young man's face turned red and refused to speak again.

The old cottage where the boy is located is the old force in this mountain forest, at best there are only twenty or thirty people, and there are only a few henchmen left in the cold season, and after Yang Kui comes, this person's bloody and ingenious means have attracted a lot of people in a short period of time, and it is rare to see a wall grass, and after the old village owner passed away, Scarface took advantage of the situation to become a leader.

Ma Jin was recruited by Scarface, a well-known border ranger, who was forced by the officials to become a bandit, but he was very moral, and hated the children of the official eunuchs the most, and was quite appreciated by Yang Kui in killing people.

Wang Chong is a well-known broken mouth, and when his chest is opened, he is not weak in scolding with a few bandit men who are five big and three thick, and he doesn't know where to learn a few awkward idioms, which always forces these bandits who don't know a single word to fight are dazed and speechless, of course, at this time, he will inevitably be beaten.

The young man couldn't bear it, and asked: "Brother Ma, what do you say they are trying to go in?", Ma Jin shook his head, sighed and smiled: "They are all flying around masters, how do I know what they are trying to do." Wang Chong's eyes widened, a little excited, "Master, the fairy, forget it, that kid is obviously a little white face who eats rice!"

The young man shook his head and smiled, and said, "That has to be better than you." The young man's momentum weakened a little, and he asked again, "Do you think they can still come out?", Ma Jin frowned, there was a trace of worry in his eyes, but he didn't make up his mind.

"Of course!", a hoarse voice floated in, the two turned their heads to look, Ji Huaishan and Yang Kui rode slowly and slowly buckled their horses.

Wang Chong has always disliked this middle-aged scribe who is as famous as Yang Kui, he always thinks that he is pretending, not a man, and he is not willing to talk to him, in this regard, Ma Jin and him are on the same front, and when the two approached, Ma Jin wondered: "Village master, why are you here?"

Scarface Yang Kui didn't answer, just nodded in greeting, and then asked the goatee Taoist priest beside him, "Do you really think they can come out of this ghost mountain?", Ji Huaishan smiled freely, didn't pay attention to the rude behavior of the two juniors ignoring him, twisted his beard and said, "Then what are we waiting for here?"

The young man now really has the heart to pull off his beard, this stinky bull-nosed Taoist priest not only likes to hang people's appetite, but also loves to play some dumb riddles, when the young master I play with you? The young man hung his anger on his face, and no one looked at him as expected, so he could only be angry with himself.

Ma Jin simply frowned, not saying a word, but the dissatisfaction was obvious.

Yang Kui heard the voice-over, nodded slightly, and stopped asking, the Taoist priest was also happy, his eyes glanced at the top of the mountain, the strange red and the snow all over his feet were clearly distinguished.

Ji Lingsheng naturally didn't know the movement outside the mountain, and continued to work hard to use the attack of the bronze statue to make his combat power comparable to his personal realm, although it had little effect, but it was better than standing dry and being beaten, under the continuous counterattack, fine knife marks gradually appeared on the original smooth skin of the bronze statue.

The blood sickle cast from the immortal stone outside the sky is naturally harder than the puppet guarding the array, and it is also directly related to the cultivation of the sword-wielder, just like the knife guarded by ordinary people, it is only a knife when it is chopped down, but when it is used in the hands of a sword leader, it can become a roll of green dragons that can go up to the sky and the sea.

Now Ji Lingsheng is just like a pawn who is silently moving forward on the cultivation path map, when he becomes the leader in this, then he can make the blood sickle in his hand shine, ambitious people only care about the result, because they don't have time to enjoy the process, only the success function makes people hungry.

Ji Lingsheng's footsteps in the bronze statue kept moving, the bronze statue puppet was tireless, and his fists danced wildly, until he killed the person who fell into the formation, every movement would make the ground tremble, but the strange thing was that the pool water still did not see ripples, as if floating in the air, as if there was no root.

Ji Lingsheng, who was no longer embarrassed, was as steady as Mount Tai at every step, stepping on the cracked earth, re-stepping on the loose clods of soil, and turning around with the WTO entry knife, giving birth to a red lotus in one step, with Ji Lingsheng wearing a green shirt with sleeves, and suddenly sprinkled dust.

A one-sided battle began on the opposite side of the pond, Yue Ziming's purple wide sleeves scattered into six ways, and with her light dance like a neon fairy, a purple dress became a great killing weapon, and a single wave of her sleeves could make the huge bronze statue more than five feet tall take a few steps back.

Yue Ziming lotus stepped into flowers, her toes flew up like a swallow, fluttering like a butterfly in front of the bronze statue, and every time she flapped her wings, there were several lines of white light flying out of her sleeves, inserting into the puppet joints between the bronze statue's attacks, and you could clearly see the silver needles that were still trembling when the bronze statue puppets were defeated and moved.

Yue Ziming was able to repel the bronze puppet with a single blow, but it was never able to cause effective damage, and those tiny silver needles gradually became effective, every time the silver needles fell, the bronze statue's movement was stagnant, and the more it went to the back, the longer it froze.

After the joints of the puppet guarding the formation were filled with silver needles, the movement was already like a turtle, seeing that the time was ripe, Yue Ziming smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook his arm forward, and the six long silk sticking out of his sleeve rolled towards the sluggish bronze statue together.

After a thud, the bronze statue fell to the ground and could no longer move.

With a shake of his hand, Chang Aya retracted into Yue Ziming's wide sleeves, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Yue Ziming's smooth forehead, and it was not as soft and pleasant as singing and dancing to clean up a puppet of the zodiac consummation with endless strength, not to mention that singing and dancing were not easy to do.

Ji Lingsheng, who was in a stalemate in the battle, didn't realize that the curtain had come to an end over there, he had already forgotten himself, and the puppet's inflexible attack was a little monotonous, but it also benefited him a lot, and he was more proficient in the operation of the aura in his body, and he felt much less stagnation in the past.

Yue Ziming, who had nothing to do, bent down to pick up the fox fur that had just fallen during the fight, brushed off the dust and put it back on her shoulders, it was hard to imagine that this was Princess Siyue, who was rich and elegant in the past, Ji Lingsheng also noticed her, and was a little stunned for a while.

He once asked her why she escaped from Siyue Imperial City, staying there Yue Mingde no longer has the energy, and he will not drop the price to deal with a woman, Yue Zhi'an will definitely protect her, not to mention the glory of the past, and even the rest of her life with stable wealth and nobility will not be able to escape.

She just smiled, making Ji Lingsheng feel that she was asking an idiot, how could such a strange woman be willing to be subservient?

Staring at Ji Lingsheng's battlefield, Yue Ziming's eyes flickered, as if she was quickly thinking about something, her expression did not show the slightest, her heart fluctuated and rolled, and finally turned into a playful smile.

If Ji Lingsheng saw this smile, his scalp might be numb, and it would not be too much to secretly guard against it a hundred times.

After watching for a while, Yue Ziming's figure flickered, and when Ji Lingsheng was entangled, Ji Lingsheng immediately retreated, subconsciously taking precautions, but he didn't expect Yue Ziming to just sneer, red aura gushed out, knocking down the bronze statue with one move, and then sealing the hole with a silver needle in the same way, the second bronze statue puppet that Ji Lingsheng couldn't fight hard was immediately surrendered.

Ji Lingsheng didn't feel ashamed, he put away the knife and stood still, Yue Ziming sneered continuously, her expression contemptuous, "Ji Gongzi is afraid that the little woman is plotting against you? Then you probably have to die many times earlier." Ji Lingsheng's face was indifferent and he didn't answer.

Yue Ziming's face changed, and she smiled and confessed: "I wanted to kill you just now, but I changed my mind temporarily, so I won't kill you first." Ji Lingsheng pursed his lips and looked at the blood spirit pool, which was as calm as ever.

At this time, Yue Ziming smiled even more happily, a burst of red light reflected in her eyes, like the color of the Blood Spirit Pool, and like the color of her eyes, she smiled, Yue Ziming smiled: "Look! Your Xuan Palace is in ······"

Before the words fell, the mountains suddenly shook, and the blood red pool of the blood spirit pool began to churn, and the red aura surged more presumptuously, instantly filling the clearing, and in the smoke, the two saw a huge black shadow crawling out of the pool.

The dull roar sounded, not as sharp as the ghost in the forest, but it was equally shocking, the wind whistled, and before Ji Ling could react, Yue Ziming beside him had already flown out upside down like a kite pulling a string, and smashed firmly on the trunk of the tree.

The red smoke drifted slightly, and a golden-bodied iron man about twenty zhang tall stood on the edge of the pond, occupying almost the entire open space's field of vision, the iron man had a pair of red eyes, bloody and terrifying, and another golden light flashed, Ji Lingsheng was hit the ground, and a fist bigger than a person pressed on his chest.

Ji Lingsheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, feeling that the bones in his body were seven or eight points lighter, and they were also broken by seven or eight percent, and the iron man was about to blast down again, Ji Lingsheng ninja's heart-rending pain avoided, but his left hand was directly blurred with flesh and blood, like a dragging pulp.

The iron man's right arm swept, and Ji Lingsheng suddenly flew out of the distance, at this time, Yue Ziming, who fell under the tree, struggled to stand up, the red light flashed in the iron man's eyes, and he didn't pay attention to Ji Lingsheng, who was lying on the side, and strode towards Yue Ziming.

Yue Ziming covered her chest, glanced at Ji Lingsheng who was crawling on the ground, then gritted her teeth and turned to leave, disappearing into the woods in an instant, the golden-bodied iron man did not pursue Yue Ziming who was running away, and turned to look at Ji Lingsheng who was dying.

But at some point, the man whose life was hanging by a thread suddenly came to the pool, smiling wildly and hideously.

Ji Lingsheng glanced at the iron man who was rushing wildly, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and used his last bit of strength to slide into the blood spirit pool.

The iron man slowed down, the red light in his eyes began to dim, and the iron man slowly walked into the pool until his entire body was completely submerged.

Then everything was quiet again.