Tao Zang Xuan Zhi

But here is a mountainous area on one side, and a hillside with dense vegetation on the other. There is no village in front of it, no store in the back, and there is not even a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Even if there is, it can hardly accommodate dozens of them.

The younger leader held up his bamboo hat to resist the pounding rain. He came close to the man holding the sheepskin map and said as loudly as he could:"Enter the valley! Look, the amount of water flowing out of the valley is not large. The rain in the valley is not that heavy.!" He pulled the corner of the map and pointed to a place in the valley where a small campfire sign was painted,"Here. There is a larger piece of land here for camping!"

Another young man and the strong man hurriedly He shouted several times at the dozens of people behind him:"Enter the valley! Enter the valley!"

The torches could no longer be used. The strong man and the young leader took out fluorite heads and rushed into the valley, followed by two dozen people. Two by one, they filed in, and finally the two people who were originally at the back of the line also followed.

The autumn rain was pouring, the cold wind was howling, and the vegetation was struggling crazily in the wind. No human figures could be seen and no human voices could be heard.

In the afternoon, the weather here is very good, the sun is shining brightly, but it is not hot. It is the time when autumn is high and crisp. The breeze is blowing, but the clouds are moving very fast in the sky. Even if you don't look up and just stop on the empty official road, you can clearly see the rapidly moving cloud shadows on the ground, which makes people feel inexplicably uneasy.

A young man in a brown brocade robe at the front of the team took out a letter from a rare bird with three-color tail feathers. Another young man in an ocher-red tunic was waiting aside. Behind the team, more than a dozen escorts squatted beside the escort car in silence. Difen ate the naan cakes in his hands, but their eyes were all watching every move of the two young men. Next to them stood two younger young men in brocade clothes, both of whom were silent. Both the size of the convoy and the strange atmosphere of the group were very unusual. Pedestrians passing by quickly walked around this group and no one dared to stop.

The young man in brown clothes, whose surname is Yin Mingxin, is Zhuo Yansong's direct descendant. The young man in ocher clothes next to him is his junior brother, whose surname is Jiang. They exited from the east gate and walked in separate directions. They should have split up again to go to the two branch halls in Pingdingshan and Luoxia Valley, but on the way they met the escorts from the two branches that had already merged. car. Yin Xin immediately sent a letter to her master Zhuo Yansong, and now the reply has arrived.

The content of the reply was just as Yin Xin expected - kill.

Yin Xin crumpled the letter into a ball and held it between her palms.

He didn't want to kill anyone who had, and even now considered, his companions. But he couldn't disobey his master's orders, and he couldn't let him down again.

Yin Xin turned around and looked past Junior Brother Jiang, her eyes fell on the escort team behind her, and her frown deepened. Putting aside the issue of being intolerable, this huge escort team is also a problem. If the escorts were killed immediately according to the master's order, it would not be easy for the four of them to drive such a large convoy. If they follow the master's order and return to the entrance of the hall, kill everyone, and then rush out in the escort car, it will be more likely to delay the time... maybe, they can be spared for the time being. Let them transport the escort car to the outskirts of Hepei City before taking action. Tangkou’s family members, we’ll talk about it later. It should be out of the way. Several other passers-by must have had the same idea...

Yin Xin closed her eyes.

A huge and heavy cloud came from nowhere, and the sunlight moved quickly, fleeting on the young man's face. got windy.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry. At most, people just glanced at the parked motorcade and then focused on rushing on, or looking for a place to take shelter from the wind and rain.

After a while, there were no more pedestrians on this road.

The bodyguards who were squatting to eat put away the naan cakes, wiped their hands on their waists, and stood up, but none of them returned to the carriages and horses.

A strand of silver thread slid down from the sky to the earth and landed on the official road, making a subtle"pop".

Yin Xin suddenly drew his sword, and as soon as the long sword came out, a fan-shaped Ice Blade Technique came straight towards the convoy.

The two bodyguards immediately took a step forward, drew their swords, and actually stretched out two spiritual energy shields, blocking the sudden attack of the sword skills.

"Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person! Who are you? ?"

The escorts remained silent.

"Even with your little ability as a casual cultivator, you still dare to become our enemy!"

The three Tai'an disciples no longer stood idly by, unsheathed their swords, and headed straight for the other bodyguards.

The leading bodyguard suddenly shouted:"Hide!"

The bodyguards dressed as charlatans were well-trained to roll under the car or jump on the car and lean against the silver box.

The next second, countless arrows were shot from the forest behind like rain falling from the sky. Sweeping towards the four men in brocade clothes.

The four men in brocade clothes turned into air masks to resist.

The autumn rain fell mercilessly, and the rain of swords passed in an instant. More than a dozen masked men in black jumped out of the woods and jumped into the rain curtain. The cold light cut through the rain curtain, and the sword light followed. Sword shadow. The man in black who looked like a robber actually cooperated with the bodyguards in a tacit understanding, like comrades who had fought side by side for many years. A group of people used offense as defense, and they suppressed four men in brocade for a while.

However, the men in brocade They are not vegetarians. They are all monks above the fusion realm. Even famous heroes may not be their opponents when fighting alone, let alone these nameless gangsters. As a direct disciple of Zhuo Yansong, Yin Xin, regardless of cultivation level or The swordsmanship skills are all the best among the disciples, and they are also the masters among the masters.

The four of them held the swords and faced the attacks from all directions.

The rain fell, but neither group of people said a word, only the swords intertwined. There was a clanging sound.

Yin Xin pinched her fingers and wiped the blade of the blade. The blade of the blade became even colder, with a cold blue light visible to the naked eye. She immediately waved the long blade, and each cut hit the rain curtain, and the rain was instantly condensed. It turned into ice crystals, and the ice crystals turned in an instant, and the wind of swords swept towards the surrounding people and bodyguards like countless silver needles. The people in black and the bodyguards had to switch from offense to defense, using armor and swords to resist the swords. Wind and silver needles. But even though they are silver needles condensed by rain, they are also blessed by the spiritual power of enlightened cultivators. They are not virtual images and are very lethal. How can ordinary armors be used to defend against them? After a few swords, black clothes The people and the bodyguards were more or less injured, and their actions were somewhat affected, but they still refused to retreat.

Soon, there was a gap in the sword-encircled formation, and among the men in black and the bodyguards Those with weaker skills were gradually defeated.

Yin Xin raised his knife and cut off the head of an escort. The frost that flew around was instantly stained with blood red.

"Senior Brother Yin?!"A young man in Jinyi screamed in surprise.

Yin Xin raised the long knife in his hand, blood dripped into the mire, and rainwater dripped down along the soaked bangs from this murderous face.

He said lightly:"No matter it is No matter who they are, they will die sooner or later."

The cold long knife danced again, and the knife splashed with bright red frost. Soon, even the elderly bodyguard who first used the air mask to resist the knife was hit by the knife, and the blood spread all the way from his left shoulder. It reached his left hip, and he was bleeding profusely. A young bodyguard pressed his shoulder against his body, holding a long sword in his hand, still not saying a word. The ice blue demonic sword came again, and was about to cut off the heads of the two bodyguards. They chopped them off together. The older bodyguard pushed the young bodyguard away, but the young bodyguard was not afraid of death. He finally shouted loudly and swung his sword to meet the cold sword light.

The long sword burst out, and the cold sword cut off the sword. The glow was directed towards the throat of the young escort.