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Lan Feng'er pursed her mouth and said lightly.

Tang Fengyue glanced at her, saw her indifferent expression, and knew that she must still be angry about herself and Fang Ruiting's affairs, and said, "Hao'er, it's too dangerous inside, you stay outside." ”

Lan Feng'er sneered and said, "How do I want you to care!"

Fang Ruiting squinted her eyes, leaned on Tang Fengyue's arms, and said, "Husband, you have to be careful after you go in, the concubine is waiting for you outside." ”

Of course, she didn't want to go into Jishou Mountain. What are you kidding, now I don't know how many corpse refining masters are ambushed inside, she Fang Ruiting still has a good youth, but she doesn't want to die inside.

Seeing the situation between the two, Lan Feng'er scolded loudly: "Dog man and woman." "I rushed into the Jishou Mountain without thinking about it.

"Senior, let's chase in. ”

Tang Fengyue was afraid that Lan Feng'er was in danger, so she said a word to the ghost woodcutter. The two immediately followed. Shang Yue'e and Xu Qinglan's mother and daughter also followed.

As for the two daughters Xiao Mengmeng and Cheng Qian, although they also wanted to go into the mountain to kill the enemy, the second daughter thought that Xiao Fu was still young, so she stayed outside the mountain to take care of the little boy.

In Jishou Mountain, there are green plants everywhere, some places are full of sunshine, and some places are gloomy and silent.

Tang Fengyue and the ghost woodcutter, Shang Yue'e's mother and daughter quickly caught up with Lan Feng'er. Lan Feng'er ignored a few people, and only buried her head in the front.

After walking for about half an hour, I encountered several of the most ordinary black-eyed dried corpses, all of which were whipped to pieces by Lan Feng'er. It seems that this girl is really angry.

In a gloomy place in Jishou Mountain, the masters of the corpse refining gate gathered.

"Now obey my orders, and we will divide into two ways. One route is led by eight helmsmen to hunt down those righteous masters in Jishou Mountain. The other two helmsmen followed me to help the Gourmets break the seal. When the time comes, kill him and leave no armor behind!"

Mr. Yan held a large pen in his hand and said coldly.

"Yes. ”

Hei Zhiyao, Shangguan Jie and the other eight helmsmen led a group of big masters and dried corpses, and quickly left this place.

Mr. Yan and the other two helmsmen dodged towards the depths of Jishou Mountain.

"Hidden Dragon, you are indeed a genius of the Heavenly Vertical, and the twelve sealing arrays you have designed are different. It took me decades to break the seal of the Corpse General. Now, let's try to see if we can break the seal of the gluttonous general. ”

Mr. Yan's face wrapped in black robes was evil.

In Jishou Mountain, with all the masters of the Corpse Refining Gate, a tragic battle of Jishou Mountain that shocked the martial arts and was still remembered by future generations finally began.

A figure galloped among them, and dry corpses continued to kill him on the way. Sometimes a dozen, sometimes dozens, up to hundreds, but they were all easily killed by him.

"Song Buhui, you are really good kung fu. It's a pity that it's going to be destroyed in this mountain. ”

Hearing the viper-like voice, Song Buhui stopped, held the iron sword on his back, and said, "Where are the rats, get out." ”

A bald head with a spiked iron fist in his hand walked out.

Song Buhui squinted.

Others call Chongyang Iron Sword, and he is the fifty-fifth master on the Billboard List, but when the bald head appeared, he felt a stagnation in his breath.

The bald head introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Ji Guang, and I am one of the disciples of the evil kun seat. I came to teach Song Daxia. ”

Song Buhui narrowed his eyes and said, "It turned out to be the demon of the Corpse Refining Gate, and Song was looking for you." ”

With that, the iron sword in his hand swung out, and suddenly the sword qi was like a violent wind, with a scorching power. Thousands of fallen leaves fell down along the way, and were immediately burned into nothingness.

Twenty-four Chongyang swordsmanship.

It is rumored that this set of swordsmanship was created by Song Buhui under the scorching sun, watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west, after ten years. As soon as the sword move came out, the sword qi rose into the air like a scorching sun.

Those with slightly weaker skills will be directly incinerated into a cloud of flying ashes by the sword qi.

"Well done. ”

In the face of Chongyang's sword qi, Jiguang was not only not afraid, but laughed loudly, made a double-peaked ear shape with his fists, and then bowed his feet, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball.

Shout!

In an instant, Yoshimitsu's momentum climbed to the top, and his person seemed to turn into a huge black fist. As soon as the black fist came out, everything was destroyed.

Rumble!

The fist and Chongyang sword qi collided violently, and suddenly a hot and evil aura erupted. Half of the blades of grass were burned along the way, and the other half was corrupted by the evil aura.

"This time, my corpse refining will hunt the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, so use your head to be my auspicious start. ”

Ji Guang's big mouth opened a trace of arc, his fists went straight through, and he fought fiercely with Song Buhui.

"Chongyang Wanlun. ”

Fighting hundreds of moves, Song Buhui used the strongest sword. As he swung his sword, golden wheels of different sizes appeared, as if the sun was rising at the same time.

The boundless heat even burned the air within dozens of feet into a distorted piece.

Yoshimitsu couldn't dodge and was burned in many places on his body. But his expression was even more hideous: "Haunted by evil spirits!"

With a punch, the billowing black mist surged, converging into a demon projection with three eyes, opening his mouth and inhaling, he actually absorbed all the sword qi, and then sprayed all of them towards Song Buhui.

Snort!

Song Buhui couldn't even scream, and most of his flesh and blood were burned off in an instant, revealing his white bones.

"A master like you...... How many more corpse refining doors are there?"

When he was dying, Song Buhui asked unwillingly.

Ji Guang smiled: "Teacher Xie Kun has many disciples, and I am just one of them. There are at least a dozen super masters above me. ”

Song Buhui's eyes were round, and he fell to the ground and died.

On the other side, a man with a gourd hanging from his waist also encountered a crisis.

He is the drunken maniac Yanagihara who ranks 61st on the list. Yanagihara is using 12 types of drunken fists, and his moves are like antelope hanging horns, and there is no pattern to follow.

His opponent's name is Yoshikawa, and his strength is equal to that of Yoshimitsu.

The two fought for nearly five hundred moves, and Yanagihara saw that the situation was not good, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of wine arrows from his mouth. Wine arrows sprinkled in the air into a rain of wine, Yanagihara's momentum increased, and a punch shook Yoshikawa back, flying away.

"Hmph, what a cunning drunkard, I think you'll get away with it a few times. ”

Yoshikawa looked stupid and quickly went to find his next target.

Such a battle takes place in Jishou Mountain all the time.

Under the leadership of the eight helmsmen such as Black Yao, many masters were divided into many teams. Some acted alone, and some led a group of dried corpses, like a big net to spread out, hunting and killing the righteous elites of the rivers and lakes.

And outside Jishou Mountain, as time goes by, more and more people rush here.

The four great families, the five clans of the Central Plains, the twelve sects, and even the eight major forces. These top first-class forces in martial arts, but all the masters who did not follow to crusade against the corpse refining gate all went out and entered the Jishou Mountain one after another.

As for those small and medium-sized forces, there are countless of them.

Everyone understands that the gluttonous corpse must not be released, otherwise it will be a catastrophe for the martial arts. At this important juncture, the rivers and lakes can be described as one.

Snort.

Thousands of dried corpses gathered around and strangled several of them.

"Sword Shaoxia, you go first, leave me alone. ”

The girl vomited blood from her mouth, and her injuries were not light, and she shouted to the black-clothed young man beside her.

The young man in black had a steady pace and a fast sword speed. Under his sword, the group of red-eyed corpses were killed one after another, and there was no enemy of the sword.

He was once in Emei Jinding, shining with a fast sword, and he also helped Tang Fengyue in Cuilong Mountain, which is a fast sword.

Ga.

A red-eyed corpse suddenly pounced on Jian Li, and the girl rushed out. As a result, he was bitten on the shoulder by a dry corpse, and his body was full of ashes, and a desperate scream came out of his mouth.

"Sword Boy. ”

The girl fell to the ground, sad in her heart. Anyone who is bitten by a dry corpse will be corroded by the demonic qi of the corpse refining demon, and finally become a dry corpse.

Jian Li's face, which had been indifferent all year round, shook instantaneously at this moment. The long sword in his hand stabbed out in a row, leaving a phantom shadow in the air. He rushed to the girl's side.

"Sword Shaoxia, don't touch me, you will be infected by demonic energy. ”

The girl's face was black and white, and her body was full of demonic energy, and she begged: "Sword Shaoxia, please kill me." ”

Jian Li said: "You shouldn't have come with me." ”

The girl laughed miserably: "Since being in Cuilong Mountain, Wanrong's life is that of the young man." This death can be regarded as repaying the great kindness of the young man in the past. ”

Jian Li looked at the girl's poignant smile, and his heart twitched.

He has been learning swords since childhood, and apart from swords, he doesn't have much affection for people.

This girl named Tian Wanrong has followed her since she saved her life in Cuilong Mountain, no matter how she ignores her, she always has a smiling face.

Seeing that she was about to turn into a dry corpse at this moment, he felt pain for the first time in his life.

The sword was more ruthless, and his eyes were colder, protecting Tian Wanrong, but he never killed her.

"Sword Shaoxia, kill me!"

Tian Wanrong felt that the demonic qi in her body was heavier, and she had an urge to bite, so she couldn't help but shout.

"If you seek death, let me fulfill you. ”

At this moment, a sword light from the oblique side struck, stabbing Tian Wanrong.

Jian Li's eyes were fierce, and he turned around and swung his sword to block, and he was almost bitten by several dried corpses.

"Do you want to die?"

Jian Li looked at the comer.

The person who came was a young and handsome son, leading a large group of young people to fight the corpse, and it was the first day of the Baili family.

Bai Liren smiled: "This woman is about to become a dry corpse, is there still her left?"

The sword is strong regardless of his own danger, and the sword is blocked.

"Your Excellency, we should be unanimous to the outside world now, your pattern is too small. ”

Bailiren sneered, his eyes glancing. Immediately, several teenagers from the Baili family rushed up to kill Tian Wanrong.

The sword moved sharply, and the sword light flashed, and it immediately injured the young man of the Baili family who rushed up. But he was also exposed because of it. The corners of Bailiren's mouth hooked, and he took advantage of the situation to stab a sword into Jian Li's shoulder blade.

Tian Wanrong burst into tears and exclaimed, "Sword Shaoxia, I am really grateful that you are willing to do this for me." But I can't drag you down. ”

She picked up her sword and prepared to take it upon herself.

Jian Li wanted to stop it, but he was trapped by Baili Ren, and he couldn't stop it, and two fierce lights like beasts shot out of his eyes.

At this moment, a finger came through the air, passed through many dried corpses, and flew the long sword in the girl's hand with a finger.

"Girl, why bother to kill yourself before the time of despair. ”

The white clothes were dustless, and Tang Fengyue came from a gun in the distance. The white dragon spear flew by, and a dried corpse fell to the ground. (To be continued.) )