The years when I explored the fairyland

night,

The moon was sparse, and the bonfire burned brightly and crackled.

In the motorcade, Wei Jinkui saw the person coming clearly and his expression changed drastically.

He walked quickly to Chu Zhou and spoke in a low voice and quickly: "Master, this is the Bell Swordsman Meng Gongyi, a master of the Yunya Sword Sect. He is of the same generation as the leader Yun Lie, and he seems to be a senior brother.

But this man was famously unruly and murderous. He would kill people all over the house at the slightest disagreement, and he had lost countless lives under his control.

It is said that even within the Yunya Sword Sect, he is the unscrupulous leader and will kill anyone who doesn't go his way at all, even his disciples.

But because of his powerful strength and extremely high seniority, even the leader Yun Lie didn't pay much attention to him.

Because he likes to hang a bell on his sword, he is called the Bell Swordsman, but privately, he is nicknamed the "Blood Bell". It is said that "when the bell rings, the soul returns to the underworld." "

Chu Zhou asked: "Then what level of cultivation is he?"

"Suspected to be innate?"

"Suspicious?"

“Because everyone who has seen him take action is already dead.

Therefore, no one knows how strong he is in martial arts. No one even knows what kind of swordsmanship he is good at and what killing moves he has. "

Chu Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again: "Do you know the others?"

"The swordsman's name is Yan Jiao, the Wind-cutting Sword Yan Jiao. He is in the Marrow Training Realm. He is very powerful and ruthless.

He was originally a bandit in the mountains and the leader of a village, but after the great leader of the Black Mountains came into being, he escaped without a trace and did not appear until recently.

It is said that he has become the killer of Tingfeng Tower, taking people's money and eliminating misfortune. "

"There is also the combination of the strong man and the dwarf, whose name is unknown and whose nickname is the 'big and small head-cutting man'. He is also the killer of Tingfeng Tower. Together, the two of them have a record of killing marrow-training warriors. They are extremely difficult to deal with.

As for the monk? "

Wei Jinkui glanced at the fat monk again and frowned: "I don't know this one. It may be a Buddhist master they found somewhere."

At this point, he looked at Chu Zhou and said bitterly: "Master, this level is not easy to break through!"

Chu Zhou's eyes never moved away from the five people from the beginning to the end. It wasn't until Wei Jinkui finished introducing that he looked at the rickety swordsman again.

He said loudly: "So, you were sent by Yunya Sword to kill me?"

While they were talking here, the rickety swordsman was also sizing up Chu Zhou, looking up and down, paying no attention to every part.

After hearing the question, he said without any hesitation: "Since you accepted Wenxiangguan's invitation, you are an enemy of our Yunya Sword Sect, so of course you are not allowed to stay.

After I kill you and hang your bodies on the road, let others see what will happen if you become an enemy of my Yunya Sword Sect? "

With that said, he looked Chu Zhou up and down again, and asked: "I heard that you were enshrined by Zhou Wu. According to his habits, he should have done it himself and tested the position. ?”

"So what?"

"If so, I will give you a chance to speak later and ask you to taste it. Which one is more powerful, my sword or that Zhou Wu's punch."

Chu Zhou was stunned and understood: "You want to use me as a yardstick to measure Zhou Wu's combat power? Do you want to challenge Zhou Wu?"

"Haha, that idiot Yun Lie lost the fight and gave up his title as the number one master in Tianquan County, but I don't accept it.

I will get this title back myself. "

As he spoke, he stroked the bell gently, and amid the sound of 'ding-dong-ding-dong', he added: "Don't worry, don't worry, if you are sensible, I will leave you a whole body."

Chu Zhou was silent, paused for a moment, and then said: "You are really confident!"

"A swordsman who wields a sword is bound to kill anyone."

"Understood."

Chu Zhou is no longer interested in talking. This kind of person is paranoid and self-willed. If you don't subdue him, it will be impossible to talk to you properly.

He looked around, pointed to the top of the mountain, and said, "How about we go to the mountain to fight?"

"Okay, I allow you to choose the place of death."

With that said, the rickety swordsman turned around, looked at the tattooed swordsman and the large and small head-cutters, and said: "You two, kill everyone here as quickly as possible, leaving no one behind!

Can you go back to the top of the mountain and capture the formation for me? "

"Of course, it's not difficult to kill a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

The tattooed swordsman spoke. He pulled out his scimitar and licked the blade like a pervert, with a ferocious look on his face.

On the other hand, people who had their heads cut off were very normal. The dwarf just asked: "Want the whole body or the fragments?"

"As you wish!"

"good!"

The rickety swordsman looked at the fat monk again and said: "Lord Buddha, I leave the matter of subduing the evil ghost to you, but don't let me down?

Otherwise, you know the consequences! "

"Donor, don't worry, Buddha will take care of it."

"Okay, then follow the plan. I will resolve the battle within a quarter of an hour!"

On the other side, Chu Zhou also called Yi Huai, Wei Fangjie and Wei Jinkui to his side. He just said: "In a quarter of an hour, at most a quarter of an hour, I will use all my means to kill that Meng Gongyi.

You just need to hold on for a quarter of an hour, can you do it? "

"Must be able!"

"Okay, then I'm leaving, please be careful."

"Senior brother (Guanzhu), be careful."

Almost at the same moment, both sides finished their explanations, and the eyes of Chu Zhou and the rickety swordsman collided in mid-air.

Without any words, two strong winds whipped up from the ground and swept towards the top of the mountain.

Halfway through the journey, the two strong winds were already approaching, and they saw only the shadows of their fists like mountains, their swords glowing blood red, and they touched each other without any fancy.

With a "boom", layers of air waves were blown away, and even bigger winds were picked up. They continued to move forward, and when they got closer, they would collide with each other again.

The fat monk had disappeared from where he was, leaving only a figure walking up the slope, following closely behind him.

In the original place, only the tattooed swordsman and the big and small head-cutters were left.

They looked at the convoy and said nothing nonsense. They each drew their weapons and swung them down.

The swordsman's scimitar was like a piece of cold light, criss-crossing, making a whimpering sound when it cut through the air, and it had already cut the two people's chests.

Blood splattered and their intestines were pierced and rotted, but the two people were not dead yet. They had to cover their intestines and organs with both hands and stuff them into their stomachs while screaming miserably.

The strong man threw the dwarf on his body and hit the two closest people.

The dwarf let out a weird laugh, and inserted the two daggers in his hands directly into their throats. As the strong man pulled the rope, the dwarf flew back.

But before leaving, he cut horizontally with the dagger in his hand, and saw two heads flying up, and blood was like a fountain.

Head-cutting man is worthy of his name!

And what they killed were the two groups who were chasing the lame young man. They were ruthless and ruthless, just rushing to kill them all.

The rickety swordsman’s request was ‘leave no one behind’, so naturally they were included.

The two groups were heartbroken after being killed. Some just wanted to run away, but died faster, and some wanted to fight back, but they were not strong enough.

Others shouted loudly, saying that they were from Tiematang and also belonged to the Yunya Sword Sect camp. It was a pity that these three people did not slow down their movements even half a minute when they started to kill.

In the circle formed by the carriage, Yi Huai had already pulled the lame young man over and asked: "Take a look, you don't want to leave early. Now, it will be difficult to run away!"

The lame young man could no longer stand firmly. To say he regretted it, no one regretted it more than him.

What he originally thought of borrowing power turned into seeking death. That's it. He couldn't blame others. It was his own tricks that caused him harm.

"Looking at it now, it's probably hard to survive. You guys, can you stop those two killer stars?"

"Of course you won't know until you fight."

While they were talking, most of the two groups were killed.

The tattooed swordsman and the large and small head-cutters were covered in blood, and they were completely excited by the stimulation.

Yi Huai raised his sword and said, "Let's go out and fight. Don't damage our carriage."

Wei Fangjie said: "Third senior brother, which one do you choose?"

Yi Huai glanced at him and said: "Give me the big and small beheaders, and you deal with the swordsman.

These people are all practicing martial arts, and there is a high probability that we cannot defeat them, but as Senior Brother said, delay as long as you can.

As long as they wait until the eldest brother comes back, they will be the dishonor. "

"I asked, have you two forgotten me? After all, I am also an outer elder, okay?"

Wei Jinkui has also picked up the spear, looking excited to try it.

Not only him, but those who followed, including Wei Jinkui's two apprentices and servants Ada and Aer, also took up arms.

However, the scene outside was too bloody. Their hands holding the knives were shaking, and some of them had peed their pants.

Wei Fangjie leveled his spear, stopped him in front of Wei Jinkui, and said, "Dad, can you have some self-awareness?

You have only practiced "Nine Styles of the Wandering Dragon" for a few days, and you haven't made up for your previous shortcomings yet, so don't show off.

When the fight starts, take them and hide as far away as you can, but don't cause trouble. "

Wei Jinkui was said to be very shameless, he scratched his neck and choked: "Did you say that to me?"

"That's a martial arts training, not a cat or a dog. Be obedient and don't distract your son."

In a few words, the tattooed swordsman and the head-cutting man had already beheaded the last person with their swords.

Yi Huai saw the opportunity and pulled away the carriage, while Wei Fangjie threw the spear out of his hand.

Woohoo...

The sound that broke through the air was like a ghost crying, and the spear turned into a cold light, aiming straight at the nearest tattooed swordsman.

And he was breathing heavily, as if a lot of air was swallowed into his belly, and his whole body swelled up, turning into a muscular man two meters away.

Then he stamped his feet and ran away in the rising smoke.

Yi Huai was also not to be outdone. He jumped from the sky and slammed down his fists with unparalleled strength on the armored man.

"Broken Mountain Strike", collapse strength!

boom!

Boom boom boom!

Crash! Crash! Crash!

Within a moment, a cloud of smoke and dust billowed up from the place, as if the landslide and the earth were about to collapse, and Wei Jinkui could only lead the others back.

The lame young man put on his own backpack again and limped along.

Just looking at the battlefield not far away, he was shocked to realize what level of dispute he was involved in.

I corrected the typos and sentences carefully, it’s a little late!