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Jiang Nanyun brought five women, young, all of them were beautiful and beautiful women, looking delicate and timid, not like people who practice martial arts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They all have all kinds of charms, and the nuns of the Hengshan faction are eclipsed in front of them, like masters and servants.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at them, and said lightly, they suddenly changed, and all the light around them was dispersed, although they were still beautiful, but there was no compelling momentum.

"Uncle Junior, how many people are there in the Snow Melting Array now?" Jiang Nanyun asked.

Yi Lin sighed softly: "There are only twenty-four people. ”

Jiang Nanyun frowned and glanced at Yi Lin: "Twenty-four?...... Uncle Junior, this is too much!"

Master Yiqing was too stunned, and then he was relieved, because he was afraid that the Snow Melting Sword Array would spread, and hurriedly said: "Rest assured, Gang Master Jiang, their loyalty can be guaranteed." ”

Jiang Nanyun shook his head: "The Snow Melting Sword Array, more is better than fine, a burst can reach one master, it is the superposition of the strength of several people,...... A few more formations, it is better to improve the people of a period with their hearts, and the formation can become a super-first-class master, with one enemy hundred. ”

When Yi Lin heard this, she realized: "This, I didn't expect it." ”

"Uncle Junior, the cultivation of the Snow Melting Sword Formation is difficult, and you need to be qualified, if not, in the later stage, it will stagnate. "Jiangnan Cloud Road.

Yi Lin nodded, suddenly understanding.

At noon, at the foot of Hengshan Pai Mountain, a group of people stood in one place, about fifty or so, motionless, their faces excited, nervous, or excited, and so on.

A group of them were more than twenty feet away, and beside a pine forest, six people sat under a pine tree, discussing in a low voice, with solemn faces.

Two of the six people were in their twenties, three were middle-aged, and one was an old man, with white eyebrows, a face full of vicissitudes of life, and wrinkles on his face were like knives carved on it, and the hardships he had experienced in the past seemed to be engraved on his face.

They sat in a circle and whispered to each other.

A middle-aged man snorted coldly and smiled disdainfully: "If you want me to say, just attack it directly, the small Hengshan faction, it's not a big deal!"

"That's it, Hengshan sends a group of nuns, what are the skills?!"

A middle-aged man with a long scar on the right side of his face shook his head: "Don't be careless, it is said that the new head Yilin's skills are no worse than that old nun in Dingyi!"

"Hehe, with false rumors, do you believe this?!" Another middle-aged man shook his head, sneering again and again, with a look of disdain.

"Okay!" A deep cheer sounded, and the old man with gray eyebrows stood up, patted his buttocks, and glanced at the five people: "Let's fight it openly!"

With that, he turned around and left.

The five people looked at each other, glanced at each other, shook their heads, some were happy, some were helpless, and they dispersed one after another, greeting their subordinates.

A middle-aged man came to the crowd, stepped on a rock, and looked down at them.

He is tall, lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, slightly purple face, dignified appearance, awe-inspiring, and related to the momentum of the public.

His eyes were like electricity, swept over everyone's faces one by one, did not let go of any of them, and said in a deep voice: "Hengshan faction, on the night of the fifth day, took advantage of the darkness to steal our Songshan, attacked and killed more than 30 people, and left calmly!"

He paused, glanced at everyone with a dignified gaze, took a breath, and said coldly: "We are dignified in the Songshan faction, the first faction in Wuyue, but we were bullied by a group of women, which made the world laugh, and my Songshan faction was ashamed, and I was ashamed of my Songshan ancestors!"

The crowd below was buzzing, their faces full of anger, their eyes widened, and they were panting for breath, thinking of such humiliation, they were so fierce that even if they gave up their own lives, they would kill these nuns!

The middle-aged man sneered: "As a disciple of the Songshan faction, you can't be ashamed of it, and you don't have the face to walk in the martial arts, it's better to go home and farm and hold the child!"

"Shame on you!!," someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

"Shame on the snow!" everyone shouted angrily, the sound shook the sky, the momentum was like a rainbow, and a group of sparrows flew up and fled in all directions.

"Okay-!" The middle-aged man nodded and waved his hand vigorously: "Let's go!"

He jumped off the rock, turned and walked up the hill, striding very fast.

"Kill!" everyone shouted angrily, followed him closely, performed light skills, and rushed towards Heng Mountain, like arrows.

Seeing that under the surname peak, there is a flat place in front of the mountain path, and a group of nuns are standing, Yilin and Jiang Nanyun are standing together.

There are twenty-four nuns in this group, and when viewed from above, twenty-four people are lined up in a plum blossom, intact.

Mrs. Yihe and Mrs. Yiqing were also among the twenty-four people, standing quietly, without saying a word, with a solemn face, staring at the intersection in front of them.

"Uncle Junior, it's almost here. Jiang Nanyun said softly.

She is dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, bright and elegant, taking advantage of her graceful figure, her face is like white jade, her eyes are like paint, her expression is calm, and she does not have hair.

Yi Linyue's white monk's robe, her face is like white jade, her eyes are soft, even if her face is solemn, she still has a touching temperament.

She nodded slightly: "I didn't expect that they only came with such a few people." ”

"They are also interesting, they thought they were the Songshan faction in the past!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and shook his head.

In the past, the Songshan faction, there was Zuo Lengchan, often one enemy ten, not falling behind, because Zuo Lengchan is one of the three masters of the righteous path, martial arts is not under the Shaolin Fangzheng master, even if you don't do it, it is enough to be jealous, bold.

Yi Lin said softly: "Nanyun, it seems that you people don't have to make a move. ”

"That's for the best. Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled.

"Master, they're here!" Yi and Shitai said in a deep voice, his face tense, and the tip of his sword pointed not far ahead.

Six people walked in front, wearing yellow robes, and behind them were more than fifty people, all full of energy, their eyes sparkling, staring at Yilin and them.

Seeing Yilin and Jiang Nanyun next to them, they were stunned, they didn't expect the second daughter to be so beautiful, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't open their eyes.

Many of them have seen Yilin, but today's Yilin is very different from the previous Yilin, and the light emitted by her body is like the difference between the moon and the sun.

As for Jiangnan Yun, even if the light is removed and it is as quiet as a bright moon in the water, it is still difficult to resist the compelling elegance, which is eye-catching and difficult to ignore.

Yi Lin stepped forward, titheed, announced a Buddha name, and said in a coquettish voice: "The seniors of the Songshan faction, come to our Hengshan, what advice do you have?!"

The middle-aged man who spoke before stood up, his eyes were dignified, and he glanced at Yilin: "Mrs. Yilin, we don't say dark words, we are here this time, but we are taking revenge!"

"Revenge?" Yi Lin raised her eyebrows, shook her head, and said, "What enmity do I have with you?"

"Hehe, why should Mrs. Shi pretend to be stupid, you led people to kill so many people from our Songshan faction, this account, you have to calculate it?!" The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and snorted, with a cold smile on his face, and looked at Yilin obliquely.

Yilin nodded, the monks don't speak, besides, she doesn't bother to deny it, what she does is what she does, it's not a big deal.

She shook her head and said: "We monks have moved the killing ring, but we have no choice but to do it, and those senior brothers want to kill us first, and the killing is for self-defense." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand, his face full of impatience: "Don't talk nonsense...... Since man is dead, this revenge cannot go unpunished!"

Yi Lin sighed, and her jade face showed a sad and compassionate color, as if she was sad and inexplicable.

"Do it, kill me!" the middle-aged man sneered and waved his arm.

Yi Lin also raised her arms and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Formation of the sword!"

"Qiang-" Twenty-four swords were unsheathed at the same time, but like a sword unsheathed, the dragon's groan sounded, lingering in the valley.

The long sword pointed diagonally to the upper right, and his body was motionless, a gust of wind blew, the sword spike fluttered, and the wide monk's robe fluttered.

More than fifty people rushed forward in annoyance, one group of twenty-five or sixteen, divided into two groups, and each surrounded the twelve people in the formation.

They also formed a circle formation, and it happened that two people dealt with a female nun, as if they had been specially prepared, and they deliberately restrained them.

When they were not moving, the twenty-four nuns stood motionless, their long swords pointed obliquely, like statues.

When they started to attack, the twenty-four female nuns moved, and the cold light soared, like an explosion, bursting out of silver light, and the sword array immediately moved.

The power of the snowmelt array, these more than fifty people began to comprehend, they were like a raging storm, but when they attacked the sword array, they were like mud cows like the sea, and they had no effect.

They were originally two people against one person, and they watched one person, but the snowmelt sword formation was rotating, and the footwork under their feet was mysterious, and they obviously stabbed past, but they often stabbed into the air, unable to stop it, unable to stop the rotation and operation of the sword formation.

The six leaders of the Songshan faction surrounded Yilin and Jiang Nanyun.

"This girl doesn't know where she is sacred, why does she want to get involved?!" the middle-aged man who had been talking asked Jiang Nanyun gently.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head, his reputation was really not big enough, and the people of the Songshan faction couldn't even recognize him.

She said softly: "Little woman Jiang Nanyun." ”

"Hmm-?!" The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Jiang Nanyun, as if he wanted to stab her in the eye, and snorted in a deep voice: "You are Xiao Yihan's disciple, the spicy hand fairy Jiang Nanyun?!"

"It's the little woman. Jiang Nanyun smiled softly.

The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, looking very happy: "Good! good...... It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, it's very good, and you don't have to run to Lin'an City!"

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled: "You crooked melons and cracked dates, you also want to fight the idea of the Hengshan faction, it's really ridiculous!"

"Presumptuous!" the old man with gray eyebrows sighed in a deep voice, his eyes shining coldly.

Jiang Nanyun just pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't say more.

The old man said coldly: "Do it!"

After that, he drew his sword out of the sheath and stabbed Jiang Nanyun with a sword, his movements were extremely fast, but he disdained to bully the weak and slender Yilin.

(To be continued)