Famous in the Jianghu [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The gray-robed man just wanted to go in, but the people inside came out first.

"Your Highness..." He only saw Tuguhun Sanar's face at first, but then he saw the extremely conspicuous sword on his neck.

The words in his mouth suddenly stuck in the bottom of his throat.

The gray-robed man had no choice but to back away.

"Who are you?" He asked sharply, but he didn't dare to be too forceful, for fear of angering Ye Cenqiu.

Glancing sideways at the gray-robed man, Ye Cenqiu lowered his head and untied Tuguhun Sanar's dumb acupoint.

"Back back." There seemed to be some carelessness in the cold voice.

But Tuguhun Sanar, who was under his sword, heard this sentence and shouted loudly: "Back!"

He didn't even dare to move, for fear that the sword on his neck would accidentally cut a hole.

"Back!" The gray-robed man had no choice but to turn around and shouted to the soldiers who surrounded him.

The soldiers in the distance heard the movement here, and rushed over one after another.

With weapons in hand, they surrounded Ye Cenqiu layer upon layer.

the other side.

Ye Cenqiu led most of the people there, and there was a panic in the barracks, so Li Xunhuan and his party arrived at Liangcao's side smoothly.

Several people looked at each other, dispersed, and lit the fire from different directions.

The wind helped the fire, and soon the fire was growing.

"Let's go." Xiao Feng stepped back and said.

On the way to leave, Yu Luocha casually threw the fire folder into a tent, and soon several tents that were connected to each other were also set ablaze.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and finally attracted the attention of the soldiers who were heading towards Ye Cenqiu.

"It's on fire!"

"The food is on fire!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

Noisy footsteps mixed with panic voices.

Li Xunhuan and the others took advantage of the chaos and left the Daliao barracks.

Ye Cenqiu grabbed Tuguhun Sanar and was still in a stalemate.

When he saw the flames rising from the grain and grass, he pushed Tuguhun Sanar out.

These people were all wary, and they didn't dare to do anything to Ye Cenqiu.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up! Take down this little thief!" Not far away, a man pushed away the surrounding soldiers and stepped forward while he was arranging his armor.

Seeing Tuguhun Sanar's eyes flickering when Ye Cenqiu held him hostage, he said sharply, "Right now, the grain and grass are being burned. If this battle is affected in any way, none of us can bear the consequences! Only by catching this little thief Only then can we redeem ourselves!"

"But, the general is still in the hands of this little thief..." someone murmured.

"The little thief has great martial arts skills. The general was killed by him in a momentary loss. We are here to avenge the general." The man put on his armor, coughed lightly, and said in a trembling voice.

Tuguhun Sanar glared at the man angrily when he heard the words, his eyes widened, and he said sharply: "If I don't die, I will kill all of you!"

"Shut up!" the gray-robed man glared at him with twitching veins on his forehead.

"What? You still want to kill me." The man smiled triumphantly at Shangtuyuhun Sanar's gaze, then turned his head and smiled at the gray robed man, "I'm just a quack, but I'm a third-rank official."

"Give it to me." The man waved his hand, and behind him, some soldiers obeyed and took a step forward.

Ye Cenqiu didn't say anything, but just slightly tightened the sword in his hand, a flat bloody mouth was drawn instantly, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the sword.

"Back back!" The gray-robed man suddenly jumped up, and in an instant he pulled out the long knife from his waist and pointed it at the man's chest, his long and narrow eyes were filled with terrifying scarlet, "Otherwise, I'll let you see it right now!" Let's see if I dare to kill you."

"You!" Terrified, he took a step back and didn't say anything else.

"You people from Daliao are interesting." Ye Cenqiu said in a low voice.

As he spoke, he firmly grasped Tuguhun Sanar's shoulder with his left hand, lifted him up, and stepped on the other people present and flew away in the air.

Li Xunhuan's group inevitably ran into a few soldiers who came to put out the fire, but they didn't have to worry about it, they eliminated those soldiers in the blink of an eye.

"Young Master Ying, Master Ying, hasn't he come out yet?" Li Xun Huan was a little worried, he said, "How about I go and have a look?"

"No need." Standing on the hillside, Yu Luocha saw the black spots slowly appearing in the distance with the fire behind his back, and smiled, "It's already come out."

"This is?" Hearing the words, several people looked over, and when Ye Cenqiu fell down, they saw the person he was holding.

"Tuguhun Sanar." Looking at the face of the person in Ye Cenqiu's hand, Xiao Feng recalled it in his mind for a while, and said in surprise.

"What?" Someone was puzzled.

"The second prince of Daliao, the general leading the troops this time." Xiao Feng explained.

This time everyone understood, Master Xuan Bei clasped his palms together, and whispered a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, it seems that this war should end soon."

"Not necessarily." Ye Cenqiu said flatly.

"You can go back." He said.

Xiao Feng asked: "Master Ying, where is Mr. Murong?"

Ye Cenqiu said: "He colluded with Tuguhun Sanar, and I have already killed him."

Xiao Feng was taken aback by the sudden answer, Ye Cenqiu said, "Murong Fu is the royal family of the Xianbei clan, he cooperated with Tuguhun Sanar in order to restore the country, and our army's food and grass were burned before, so he must have something to do with it."

Those who were able to make it all the way from the Central Plains to Yanmen Pass were naturally patriotic knights. After hearing Ye Cenqiu's explanation, they stopped asking any more questions, but Master Xuan Bei whispered the Buddha's name again.

After several people complete the task, they will naturally not stay any longer.

In order to make Tuguhun Sanar calm down, Ye Cenqiu had already knocked him out and held him in his hand.

"I heard that there is a custom of setting off fireworks in the Central Plains during Chinese New Year." Yu Luocha said.

Li Xunhuan and the others were behind, and he and Ye Cenqiu were at the front.

"I think Cen Qiu should be tired of watching ordinary fireworks. I just came here today, so I thought that this kind of fireworks should be more innovative." Yu Luocha blinked, and the dark green pupils were intense in the night. almost black.

Glancing sideways at Yu Luocha, Ye Cenqiu followed his instructions and turned to look over.

It’s almost time for a cup of tea, but the fire in the Daliao barracks is not small. Looking from a distance, it seems that half of the entire barracks is shrouded in fire. In the dark night, the fiery red flames reflect the dark blue. Sky.

Really innovative...

If it weren't for frequent wars, a person would probably only see such a scene once in a lifetime.

"Did you burn their tents all the way?" Turning his head back, Ye Cenqiu asked.

Yu Luocha nodded with a smile.

After burning the food and grass, he threw fire pockets at all the places he passed, otherwise how could there be such a big fire?

Back at Yanmen Pass, Yin Shanyun hadn't rested yet, and was still waiting for Ye Cenqiu and the others to come back.

After handing Tuguhun Sanar to Yin Shanyun, Ye Cenqiu returned to his resting tent.

"Master, we have cut off the news from the sect." In a corner, an ordinary-looking man whispered to Yu Luocha.

"I understand." Yu Luocha took the envelope from the man, opened it and read it, and said calmly.

It has been a while since the burning of Daliao's grain and grass, and up to now, there are still rumors that the leader of the Western Demon Cult is dead.

It's just that now the Rakshasa card is in the hands of no one.

The man stepped back, and Yu Luocha used his internal force to crush the letter he had read in his hand into powder.

Today is the seventh day of the first lunar month. According to rumors, as long as someone can show up in the Great Light Realm of Kunlun Mountain with a Rakshasa card today, whoever is the next leader of the Western Demon Cult.

Kunlun Mountains.

Mu Bai took Ye Erniang, who had become a disabled person, all the way to Kunlun Mountain. It was already the seventh day of the first lunar month, and many people from all walks of life gathered at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Although they don't have a Raksha card, they came here with the idea of ​​killing anyone who has a Raksha card if they find out.

Looking around at the other people at the foot of the mountain, although Mu Bai is confident that these people are not his opponents, he will not let down his vigilance.

The others looked at Mu Bai with a cripple in surprise, inevitably felt disdain in their hearts, and didn't take Mu Bai seriously.

Except for a few geniuses, most martial arts practitioners rely on time to accumulate internal strength.

Seeing that Mu Bai is so young and has a disability, they inevitably regard him as a newcomer who just came to see the world.

Mu Bai pursed his lips and carried Ye Erniang on his back, carefully protecting her, and then walked towards the great light of Kunlun Mountain.

The landlord deducted the dose very accurately. He said that Erniang Ye would die only after she became the leader of the Western Demon Cult, so today, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, the poison on Erniang Ye's body almost made her semi-conscious.

The landlord also gave an antidote, saying that if Ye Erniang was about to die early, he would give her some antidote.

After nearly an hour of climbing, Mu Bai finally brought Ye Erniang to the Great Light Realm.

Stopping at the very edge of the Great Light Realm, Mu Bai looked at the group of people gathered there, every muscle in his body was tense, and the internal force was slowly circulating in the meridians.

These are the important followers of the Western Devil's Cult, and he knows that compared to those who are not strong enough in the Jianghu, these Western Demonic Cultists are the people he needs to worry about the most, and they are also the people who are most likely to prevent him from fulfilling the landlord's order.

Yu Luocha is still alive and can suppress all the people in the Western Demon Cult.And after Yu Luocha died, how many of these already ambitious congregants could respect his "last words".

The wolf king is dead, and every remaining wolf wants to become the new wolf king.

But fortunately, he didn't really want the position of leader of the Western Demon Cult, at most a few hours would be fine.

Mu Bai gritted his teeth secretly, put down Erniang Ye on his back, and walked towards those people.

"The leader of the Western Devil's Cult once made a Heavenly Demon Jade Order." Mu Bai said loudly, and the voice with inner strength clearly reached the ears of everyone present, "Whoever I pass the Raksha card to in a hundred years will be the one." The successor leader of this sect, if someone disobeys orders and refuses to obey, cut him into pieces, dismembers his body from poisonous ants, he will go to hell forever after death, forever. 【Note 1】”

"Does this young man mean that the Raksha card is in your hand?" A woman in red looked at Mu Bai and said coldly.

"Yes, the Raksha card is in my hand." Mu Bai said as he took out the Raksha card that Ye Cenqiu had given him before, and he held up the warm and white jade card in front of everyone.

"Seniors, as the ministers of the Western Demon Cult, you will not ignore the orders left by Master Jade after his death, right?" Mu Bai looked around at all the people present with different expressions.