The frost is flying and the snow is falling, the heaven and the earth are baking furnaces, who is the swordsman and who is the fish?
The vast white snow is covered with reeds, and in a trance, it seems that the reed flowers have not faded, and the pieces are flying.
In the rolling snow curtain, in the lonely world, murderous intent suddenly arises, and even the cold wind becomes bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit bit.
"Kill!"
"kill!"
…
The flash of swords and shadows were not extinguished, and it was already covered with blood for hundreds of miles.
The hurried footsteps suddenly approached, rising and falling like rain, and figures walked out one by one, it was the members of the Demon Sect.
But everyone stopped.
Because the road ahead is dead.
An endless lake stretches between heaven and earth.
Eight hundred miles from Taihu Lake.
The lakeside was silent, with only empty fishing boats and mess on the ground.
"Leader, those people are catching up again."
The spy's voice was like a reminder, mixed with the cold wind, and poured into everyone's ears.
Qiu Xiaolou stood by the lake. He turned around and looked again. Everyone behind him had pale faces, covered with frost and snow, and their eyebrows were frozen. Those with strong skills could still resist the bone-chilling cold, but some were already shivering.
No matter how stupid he was, he finally understood and suddenly realized that this was a trap.
Moreover, those people only surrounded them but did not kill them, and seemed to be driving them northward.
Not only that, along the way he had discovered that although the ambush forces had not changed, the people pursuing them were constantly changing. They were clearly alternating relays and wheel battles. In contrast, they kept fighting fiercely and wasted their physical strength. The ambition is wasting away, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and it is already showing signs of failure.
Qiu Xiaolou showed a struggle on his face and his eyes were gloomy. Although he didn't want to admit it, he, the leader of the Demon Cult, was to blame for the current situation.
The great elder's face was extremely cold and pale, and he was filled with evil energy. He was still holding a recently twisted head in his hand. The man's facial features were distorted and his eyes were wide open.
The passionate son behind him said urgently: "Master, we can cross the water by boat!"
The old lama looked at Li Muchan: "What do you think, Master?"
Li Muchan's face was also very white, crystal clear, like ice, but the robe on his body was very red and stained with blood. He said calmly: "We can't retreat any longer. Before our physical strength is exhausted, we are here. Fight to the death with them."
The great elder nodded, if they retreat further, the Yangtze River waterway will be their burial place.
We can't even get on the boat. We still have the strength to fight on land. If we really have to cross the water, if someone builds a boat in the lake, people like them who live far away from the customs are all landlubbers. Even if they don't drown, they will freeze to death. They are asking for death. road.
Li Muchan suddenly said: "Go up the mountain."
His eyes moved around, and he saw a hidden temple nestled in the mountains beside the lake. At the same time, he persuaded Qiu Xiaolou without a heartbeat: "Master, why should we be depressed? We just lost power, not martial arts." , with the abilities of you and the Great Elder, plus the rest of us, it’s still unclear who will lose and who will win, we are still waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation."
"That's right." The great elder threw the head in his hand into the lake and fully agreed with Li Muchan's words. "Leader, success or failure doesn't mean anything at the moment. Let's go up the mountain quickly. When we adjust, we can kill again."
He also secretly sighed in his heart. Qiu Xiaolou believed too much in personal power and regarded the attack that swept the world and dominated the martial arts as a fight between masters. He was so self-righteous that he made many wrong decisions from the perspective of martial arts competition. , ruining a great advantage for nothing.
Fortunately it's not too late.
Qiu Xiaolou also knew that there could be no delay, and his soldiers were very fast. He said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go up the mountain as the deputy leader said."
A group of people immediately rushed towards the mountain beside the lake.
Suddenly, the Great Elder's eyes rolled, and the red light glowed brightly. He jumped into the air and flew past everyone's heads like a bloody bat.
Among the crowd, one of the cult members' expression changed drastically. He turned around and dived towards Taihu Lake without hesitation.
But it was still a step too late. Blood shadows appeared across the sky. The Great Elder rolled up his sleeves, and rolled out a ball of lake water like a whale sucking water. The man was about to fall into the water, but unexpectedly he was snatched back from the air.
The man struggled repeatedly and said in horror: "Great Elder, why is this happening? Why..."
The old lama didn't respond to him. The red monk's robe was spread out instantly, just like a bat fluttering its wings to hunt for prey, and wrapped it completely. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped around the opponent's hands, feet and body, leaving only his head exposed.
The great elder sneered again and again, lying on the man's body, his old cheeks trembled slightly, and he suddenly bit down hard on the right side of the man's neck.
"ah!"
"Gudu... Gudu..."
As the great elder's Adam's apple squirmed, heart-rending screams and scalp-numbing swallowing sounds instantly spread through the wind and snow.
Everyone's hair stood on end, one person was excited, and all of them were as silent as a cicada.
Even Li Muchan squinted his eyes, feeling a throbbing in his heart. He felt as if there were some ferocious beasts around him, exuding terrifying malice.
This old guy looked enigmatic, looking like a saint and a monk. Not only was he vicious, but his martial arts skills were also so evil.
I saw the great elder swallowing for a while, and the congregants wrapped in monk robes began to wither and become thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. The screams also became weaker, and the energy in their bodies seemed to have been stripped away. Just now they were still vigorous and fierce. Now he was skinny and skinny.
Such an incredible scene is really too evil and weird.
The great elder's pale face quickly turned rosy, and his whole face was radiant. Even the bald head of his head seemed to have stubble growing on it. He looked much younger, even taller and stronger.
After sucking and drinking enough, the great elder raised his head and let out a comfortable groan, loosened his monk's clothes, and threw the lifeless bones on the ground, making everyone's eyelids jump wildly.
A piece of money happened to fall out of the corpse's clothes, and it turned out to be someone from the "Money Gang".
The great elder returned his gaze, his eyes were red, and he glanced at the pursuer behind him. With a loud roar, he jumped out in the air: "You go first, let the old monk stop the rear."
Li Muchan immediately rushed to the ancient temple on the mountain.
But as they went higher and looked back, everyone's minds became tense.
I saw big flags standing in the wind and snow, and the flags were rustling and fluttering in the wind. There were not only the five major sword sects, such as Wudang and Kongtong Yiyi, but also the major martial arts families, as well as the people of the "Qinglong Society", " Members of the "Money Gang" gathered from all sides and surrounded them.
The great elder turned into a mass of blood and started killing in a large scale, with the posture of one man guarding the gates and preventing thousands of people from getting away. The people he killed fell over and screamed in surprise.
But this scene ended with the arrival of a figure.
In the wind and snow, a taciturn swordsman walked out.
The swordsman carries the Xie family's divine sword and wears clothes unique to the Xie family. His face looks a bit immature. Although he looks ordinary, his eyes are clear, his spirit is restrained, and there is a sharp and powerful sword all over his body. The excitement and excitement are astonishing.
coming.
The third young master of Shenjian Villa, Xie Xiaofeng... is here.
Behind Xie Xiaofeng, Xie Wangsun led a large number of people to follow. In addition to the Shenjian Villa, there were also the heads of the five major sword sects, as well as many heads of Jiangnan aristocratic families.
Several big dragon chiefs of the Qinglong Society appeared one after another. Except for the mysterious big dragon head and the dead Sun Wuer, everyone else was present with murderous intent.
Ye Kai and Fu Hongxue appeared one after another.
Peacock Villa also walked out of the snow curtain under the leadership of Ximen Rou.
There is also money help.
Jing Wuming wore a snow hat and walked out slowly, but Shangguan Xiaoxian was nowhere to be seen.
Where is Shangguan Xiaoxian?
Li Muchan's eyes moved quickly, as if he was looking for something. Suddenly, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and turned around to look back in surprise.
What he was looking at was Ma Kongqun and the Five Tigers of Pengmen behind him.
After just one glance, Li Muchan took a deep breath, because two of the five tigers were actually women.
Moreover, one of them was slightly lifting the bamboo hat in front of his forehead, showing him a faint smile, and also looked at the goddess of bliss behind him.
The goddess of bliss also seemed to be aware of it, looking back with almond-shaped eyes with a cold light.
It turns out that the leader of the Money Gang is right in front of him.
There are eight hundred miles of Zhenze in front of us, and there are overwhelming pursuers behind us. There is endless murderous potential. Could it be that we are at the end of the road?
Something delayed me today, so the update is late.
(End of chapter)
