I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

Huzhou is in the south.

The grass and trees in Xiangxiu County in late August have not yet withered yellow.

So the mountains are cyan.

After being washed by the autumn rain, it looks even greener.

Between the green mountains, there is a white mist, extremely long and thick, like thousands of white dragons.

The white dragon wrapped around the green mountain.

It’s like a majestic ink painting.

In the painting, an oil-paper umbrella slowly floats out.

Under the umbrella, there is a long white shadow like frost and snow.

As a celestial being in the Yin Fairyland, even though she was far away, Xueniang could still see the embroidered shoes of cranes and peach blossoms on the feet of the visitors.

Embroidered soles are snow-white.

The crane is darker and has light grey wings.

As for the splendid peach blossoms, they are pale pink.

Wind and rain.

Also blow up the delicate white clothes of people.

His clothes are also embroidered with crane peach blossoms.

“It’s a mother!”

Little Whirlwind affirmed in a tone.

The woman wore a three-foot long sword on her right waist, holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a peach blossom in the other.

Lian Bu moved lightly, and the embroidered shoes actually stepped on the void, like walking on the ground.

‘Yang God?! Or a land immortal?! The

shuddering snow lady hugged the arms of the little whirlwind, and couldn’t help but increase the strength slightly.

“Tap, you’re hurting me.”

The little whirlwind struggled to move twice.

When she was three feet away from a snake and a mouse, the woman in white stopped, stood above the canopy of the tree, and gently lifted the oil-paper umbrella.

It was a face with ice muscles and jade bones, red lips and white teeth.

The eyes are cut and the complexion is like fresh snow.

Snow Niang: “Who are you?” Also came to kill Taiping?

The woman in white said in a cold voice: “Liu Mengzhen, a nobleman in Longxi.”

“This trip does not kill people, I just want to meet Qi Qingqi and Qi Daoyou.”

“The head of the family has a few questions, and I want to ask Qi Daoyou to solve the confusion.”

Little Whirlwind: “The master is on top, I see you are here to find death!” The

woman in white glanced lightly.

The small whirlwind immediately fried.

Bury your head in the twin peaks of the snow lady.

After examining Xueniang for a short while, the woman in white asked, “You killed the nearly two thousand mountain bandits raised by the four major families?”

“You still have the aura of thunder tribulation on you.”

“The thunder tribulation that the land immortals have a headache for, can you cross it unharmed?”

“It stands to reason that even if there are Qi Daoyou, the more advanced the realm, once they intervene, it will only make the power of the Thunder Tribulation surge.”

“How did you survive the thunder calamity safely?”

Snow Niang: “No comment!” The

woman in white: “What about Qi Daoyou?” ”

Anyone who refines martial artists and wantonly slaughters mortals will definitely be targeted by the Heavenly Dao and bring down the thunder calamity.”

“Didn’t Qi Daoyou tell you?”

“Also, the temple party fights, officials fight with the clans, and they are not allowed to practice martial artists in the son, didn’t Qi Daoyou teach him that apprentice?”

The lethality of the inner refining martial artist is amazing, Rao is the third-grade King Kong realm, and it can also slaughter hundreds of thousands of residents in a county without much effort.

Unless the army is dispatched, it is extremely difficult to suppress.

As for the heavenly people, Mo Yan tens of thousands of troops, Rao is hundreds of thousands, and it is absolutely difficult to resist.

Only the Heavenly Dao and the Swaggering Mountain can shackle these high-ranking existences.

Regardless of party strife, even between countries, no matter how bitter the blood sea feud, if it is not the survival of the country, it will never be left behind to refine martial arts.

This is almost an unwritten rule in the Xiangang Continent.

But Han Xiangbone not only fell into the son, but also a celestial figure of Yin Fairyland.

——

The miserable wind and rain blow Luofu Spring Pavilion.

People outside the pavilion want to kill.

The people in the pavilion will also kill.

Outsiders only need to kill one person.

But the people in the pavilion want to kill many people.

“It’s time.”

Zhu Jiuyin twisted a black son and dropped a corner of the chessboard.

The chess game is becoming clearer.

Bai Zi was in a state of overwhelming and killed Kuroko.

Zhu Jiuyin: “There are some things that must be solved, and we can’t wait for the results.”

Han Xiangbone slowly got up from the stone bench, “Master, this game, the apprentice won.”

Zhu Jiuyin: “A teacher can make a mistake of ninety-nine steps, but you can only make a mistake of one step.”

Han Xiangbone smiled, picked up the long sword leaning on the stone table, and walked out of Luofu Spring Pavilion.

——

The young man in black power suit stands in front of the ancient pavilion.

Liu Feng of the Tiger Power Dart Bureau and the twenty-eight dart masters stood on the other side of the ancient road.

In the wind and rain, the straight and thin young county commander was like a black spear.

Tilt your head, close your eyes, and let the cold rain wet your face.

When the clothes and black hair that were soaked by the rain began to rise steaming white qi

on the other side of the official road, whether it was the group of the Tiger Power Dart Bureau or the martial arts attendants of the four major families, the two or three hundred people were all shocked and uncertain.

In the body of the young county commander, it seemed to be burning a raging fire, and the high temperature evaporated the rain wantonly.

Soon, the water vapor that haunted the slender figure of the young county commander to a blur actually emitted a faint blood color.

It was like a sticky mist of blood.

Han Xiangbone: “I shouldn’t have come, at least not today.”

Liu Feng: “It’s late.”

Han Xiangbone: “Is it okay to leave a hand?”

Liu Feng: “No.”

“I’m going to get it, it’s your head.”

Wind and rain confuse the human eye.

The blood mist in front of the ancient pavilion.

Suddenly, it rolled wildly.

The killers in the forest only felt a flower in front of them.

The youth county order has rushed out like an off-string arrow.

Liu Feng, the owner of the Huwei Dart Bureau, suddenly contracted his pupils in his eyes.

Almost subconsciously pulled out the knife out of the sheath.

The young county commander’s cold face shattered drop after drop of rain.

The rain flowers that bloomed were evaporated into white gas by the terrifying high temperature.

Three feet apart.

Fleeting.

Liu Feng’s steel knife slashed from top to bottom, carrying Mount Tai to the top.

Han Xiang’s bone sword is drawn diagonally from bottom to top.

Sword Draw!

A brilliant rain of light exploded in the rain and mist.

Countless steel knife fragments whizzed and shot.

The youth county commander held the sword in his right hand and took two steps back.

“I shouldn’t have come, at least not today, because running the exercises, while evaporating qi and blood, it also takes energy to evaporate rainwater.”

“I wanted to keep your hand, but you gave me your life.”

Liu Feng, who only held the handle of the steel knife, asked, “What kind of exercise is this?”

Han Xiangbone said softly, “Sun God Gong!” ”

Click.

The armor on the man’s body suddenly burst open an oblique sword mouth.

Crimson instantly splattered as a curtain of blood.

A dull sound of ‘boom’.

Until Liu Feng’s body was face down, smashed heavily in the muddy mud, the twenty-eight dart masters and the martial arts attendants of the four major families still did not react.

The slender eyes swept over the completely unfamiliar face.

The young county Ling Qi Pupil said coldly: “Your life belongs to me!” ”

Knees slightly bent.

Immediately, the force suddenly came into being.

Han Xiangbone, which was like an eagle hitting the sky, jumped high.

The long sword in his hand trembled like a dragon, carrying the turbid flood rushing and stirring, and a sword slashed down.

One of the twenty-eight dart masters did not even scream.

The cloak attached to the entire body was split in two by the center of the sword qi.

– Ps: Two later, around half-past eleven.