The rain was still falling, and the rain flowing everywhere was pouring like a waterfall towards this narrow official road, and there was silence everywhere, and a depressed breath slowly came. The two lean horses couldn't help shaking, shaking off the rain that had fallen on them, and wisps of white steam came out of their noses from time to time.

As far as the eye can see, several trails wind up from this official road to the cliffs on both sides, which are artificially hewn stone wall paths. Ahead, a muddy official road in the rain curtain twists and turns, extending from one end of Taihang Mountain to the other. Only the hazy expanse shrouded the entire Taihang Mountain.

Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were not indecisive people, they clamped their legs, and the thin horse under the seat suddenly excitedly opened its four hooves and ran forward.

The speed of the two horses was not too fast, firstly, there was too much water on this official road, and it was muddy everywhere, and secondly, although Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng knew that there were many dangers ahead, they did not dare to be careless. After all, the Taihang Mountain in the rain curtain is full of unpredictable dangers, in addition to the splashing water, there are also the rocks in the mountain that will roll down at any time.

The winding official roads, surrounded by lush mountains, and the endless spring rain, this unique spring mood is infinitely intoxicating. But the two teenagers who rode their horses were on guard, they didn't dare to be careless, and the potential danger seemed to be about to explode at any time.

The two skinny horses, which were not too fast, were driving in the spring rain, and the mountain road was long and muddy.

In the distance, among the peaks of a mountain, a person stood on the top of the peak, and the red placket was particularly dazzling. The man wore a hat on his head, his cold face revealed a bit of coldness, and a long sword was clenched in his hand and hugged in front of his chest. The man's gaze was as sharp as a cold sword, and the demonic aura around him covered up the chill of the spring rain. Under his gaze, it was the two horses that were galloping but not fast, and the two teenagers on the back of the horses.

The chill was like a sword, the horror was like a demon, and a palpitating breath shrouded down from the top of the peak. As soon as the bean-sized raindrops touched the strange breath, they suddenly turned into layers of rain and mist, and fell hazy around the peak. The green leaves were in a twitch, and the green sprouts raised their heads with difficulty, but they shrank back again.

Feeling the strange aura, the two thin horses under the seat couldn't help but tremble, lowered their heads and whimpered, and the speed of their progress slowed down. With the strange behavior of the two thin horses, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng looked at the top of the mountain peak at the same time, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

Sure enough, it was him, but I didn't expect him to stay alone. It's really ghostly, could it be that Xiao Tianye is his illegitimate son. Ling Tianyun squinted his eyes and looked at the red-clothed demon man on the mountain peak. With a clamp between his legs, the skinny horse under his seat stopped, and the skinny horse was struggling uneasily, splashing the dirt on the official road in all directions.

"Maybe there is this possibility, compared to Xiao Tianye's life, he may be more interested in how we defeat Wanyan Invincible." Ye Yinfeng sat on the horseback and said leisurely. The horse under the seat also made him stop, and the thin horse couldn't stop spitting white steam, and trembling all over.

"It seems that the two of us are in a catastrophe, Yelu Wuji is known as the second master of the Khitan, and there is no void under his reputation, and his martial arts cultivation realm should not be much worse than Wanyan Invincible. Brother, I have been a burden to you, and I didn't expect that this Taihang Mountain would become a graveyard for the two of us. ”

"Why is Brother Ling so depressed, it's not certain whose grave is here. We have all defeated the invincible face, and we still care about Yelu Wuji. Besides, if you can't fight, you can escape, if you can escape, one will be the one who survives, and then the one who lives will avenge the one who died, how about it. Although Ye Yinfeng had a solemn gaze in his eyes, he still said with great pride.

"I and two brothers, from the imperial capital to fight side by side, all the way north to Taihang Mountain, we have to fight together to fight Nayelu Wuji." Ling Tianyun's eyes swept away, "As you said, what is Yelu Wuji, the two of us will be fine, the Buddha will block and kill the Buddha, and the god will prevent and kill the gods." Today, we joined forces again to fight against Nayelu Wuji, the master known as the second Khitan. ”

"Okay, Fengyun will fight the Khitan Demon Master again, and drive !!"

The two of them shouted at the same time, and their legs clamped between the thin horses under the seat, and the two thin knives felt the monstrous arrogance of the two of them, and they couldn't help but let out a long neigh, and rushed straight forward with their four hooves.

The rain fell like a curtain, the silk cold made spring, and the splashed water sprinkled all around, and the water splashed suddenly under the horse's hooves. The soft groans of the two weapons came out, and the sword that reflected the spring cold glowed with a faint and cold light, and the bladeless iron sword condensed into a ghostly black light.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Above the peak, the man in red whispered contemptuously. As soon as the words fell, I saw his body sweeping towards the bottom of the peak like a swallow. Layers of rain wrapped his figure, green pines blooming with new shoots undulating under his feet, and smooth mirror-like cliffs and rocks like walking on the ground under his feet.

The red bewitching figure is like a demon god who looks at the world, the red placket is conspicuous and cold, and the body is like a body that rises and falls. The peak, which was hundreds of feet high, was left far behind him in an instant under his strange body technique, and then a red light like a red rainbow exploded in his hand.

The speed of the two lean horses grew faster and faster, and the figure that swept down from the top of the peak grew faster and faster, like three arrows of different shapes. The roaring aura exploded in the rain curtain, and layers of bean-like raindrops flew and fell obliquely, avoiding the three arrows.

Ling Tianyun rubbed his legs, his body leaped up like a cannonball, the treasure knife in his hand was condensed with wisps of surging energy, and his target was Yelu Wuji, who was flying down. The person was in mid-air, but he had already slashed dozens of knives in an instant, and the energy aroused by the sword turned into a thorn-like roar of profits and taxes and shot wildly towards the red-clothed man in the air.

Ye Yinfeng's horse still maintained a galloping posture, and led the horse to gallop under the figure of the man in red, only to see his eyes condensed, and his body soared from the horse's back. A ghostly bladeless iron sword shook away from his hand, and his figure was as fast as lightning, and it was unstoppable as a roar.

A hint of ridicule flashed in Yelu Wuji's eyes, but he saw the long sword in his hand shake, and the red sword flowers bloomed in the rain curtain. The incomparably brilliant and dazzling sword flowers surrounded him, but his swift downward posture did not weaken by half a point, and he rushed towards Ling Tianyun.

The long sword swept through the air, and Ye Yinfeng's figure had already pierced through the afterimage of the man in red, and with one movement, the momentum had reached its limit. And the iron sword in his hand shook again, changed his direction, and stabbed towards Yelu Wuji's back, his feet kept stepping in mid-air, and suddenly it was the footwork of the seven stars chasing the moon.

"Zheng", with a dull metallic resonance, Yelu Wuji's figure had already met Ling Tianyun, and the bewitching sword flowers also collided with the peerless sword that slashed through the air. Several metallic sounds rang out, and the two figures in mid-air also paused.

Ling Tianyun's face changed, and an extremely majestic momentum came from his treasure sword, causing a burst of blood in his chest to churn. Taking a sharp breath, his figure flipped a few times in the air, and then he was able to unload the majestic momentum. Then his body had begun to fall, but the discomfort of the churning blood in his chest had not abated.

In mid-air, a trace of fierceness flashed in Yelu Wuji's eyes, and the demonic sword in his hand stabbed at the young man in Xuanyi who couldn't stop falling. The raindrops turned into layers of mist-like rain, and under the agitating aura of the demonic sword, they dispersed like an explosion.

"Hiss", Ye Yinfeng turned his body in the air, chasing Yelu Wuji, the sword in his hand split the rain curtain in two, and the thorn-like energy penetrated through. An extremely pure true qi radiated from the iron sword, and his face turned pale.

Yelu Wuji completely ignored Ye Yinfeng, who was about to be stabbed by the long sword behind him, and the demonic sword in his hand was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it shrouded towards Ling Tianyun, who had fallen on the official road. His eyes were full of hideous cruelty, and his distorted face looked particularly terrifying under the hat.

The blood on Ling Tianyun's chest was churning incessantly, and he was almost unable to suppress it. When his body hit the ground, he felt the terrifying momentum under the hood. He didn't think about it, his body lay down under the muddy and watery official road, and finally rolled to the other side of the official road in an extremely embarrassed posture.

"Wow", I don't know if it was the demonic long sword stirring up the rain curtain that was falling, but the sword qi that poured down from the sky swept away the stagnant water above the muddy official road. There was a sound of water banging in the ears, and droplets of water like arrows shot wildly in all directions, and then a figure fell from the sky and landed on the place where it had just fallen.

It was too late, it was fast, Ye Yinfeng followed, and the iron sword in his hand was instilled with the pure and pure qi in his body, turned into a peerless sword, and stabbed at Yelu Wuji's head.

The rain is still falling, the rain rolls up the irresistible chill and ravages the whole land, the fog rises and falls, and the white rain rolls up layers of fog vapor and envelops it again. In general, there is a lonely and secluded mountain on Taihang Mountain, but there is not even the sound of the birds, only the raindrops that seem to be endless, which are rattling.

Ling Tianyun, who was rolling away, couldn't hold back any longer, his throat was sweet, and with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The splashes of water struck him in the chest like a heavy bullet, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body. The blood stained the stagnant water red, and the mud was mixed with a trace of blood, and suddenly, the smell of blood spread in this rain curtain, even if it was the pouring spring rain, it could not be washed away.

Lying in the mud, Ling Tianyun tilted his head with difficulty, looking at the red-clothed bechanting man who fell from the sky, and the long sword that was as agile as a red snake. He saw the hideous and ferocious face on the man's face, and the hateful gaze. He felt that he still underestimated Yelu Wuji's determination to take revenge, and as soon as he fought, he fell into the disadvantage, and he was so embarrassed.

"Boom", a thunder sounded in the sky, rolled up, and fell back on this Taihang Mountain,

Ye Yinfeng's iron sword rolled up and fell from the sky with a momentum like killing the earth and breaking through the air, and his iron sword pointed at the hat above the head of the red-clothed man and stabbed down. The true qi circulating around his body was frenzied, and he had already changed from holding the sword in his right hand to holding the sword in both hands, and his body shot out from the posture of the long sword in the air towards the back of his feet.

Condensed with a ferocious and fierce blood, Yelu Wuji didn't seem to feel the sky-breaking iron sword falling from the sky, and his gaze fell on Ling Tianyun who was lying in the mud. The hateful gaze almost pierced Ling Tianyun thoroughly, the red placket hissed in the rain, it was the true qi circulating in his body that traveled quickly, and the long sword in his hand condensed a terrifying aura that made people palpitate, and that terrifying aura locked Ling Tian deadly.