Luoyang is in the late autumn season when the autumn wind suddenly turns cold, everything becomes desolate, the yellow leaves fall, and the remaining red and green leaves fade away.
Just after noon, on the thousand-year-old road surrounded by the peaks of Songshan Mountain, a crisp sound of horse hooves broke the dead silence of the empty valley. A green-maned horse galloped briskly from far and near. The rider on the horse was a girl in black clothes. The girl is about twenty years old. Although she is petite, she has graceful curves. Her hair is tied with a silver ribbon, her skin is white and greasy, and her eyebrows are beautiful. He looks even more heroic on horseback.
Suddenly, a ray of cold light shot straight at the girl in green who was dashing off her horse. The girl in green reacted very quickly, pulled the reins fiercely, raised her delicate body slightly, and shot down the incoming object. Her skill was quite impressive.
High in the mountains and densely forested, a dilapidated mountain temple stands alone in the valley, almost buried in the grass. The mountain wind passes over the roof of the dilapidated temple and makes a ghostly whine, which seems to indicate that a tragic drama is about to take place.
Half of the statues in the temple had long ago collapsed, with broken tiles and dust all over the ground, and spider threads trailing across the ground. At this time, the evil thief had been driven out of the human net, and he was curled up on a pile of grass in front of the table with a tired look, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The arrogance he had before had long since disappeared, and when he took another breath, there was already no breath left.
The person who came was none other than Wen Jingshu of Wen Yuanhongci, and the person who plotted against him had already been hung in the net and could not move. If you want to plot against me, you are simply courting death. He said that he drove a fast horse and galloped towards Shaoshi Mountain.
A one-armed man led by Haitang Changling recognized Ning Yingye who cut off his arm at a glance.
The one-armed man fought with Ning Yanye. The long sword in his hand flickered, but he was Ning Yanye's opponent. He was stabbed and the sword flew out. Yuan Qingzhen saw his junior brother being stabbed and stepped forward to help. , was blocked by Wu Changkong, Yuan Qingzhen blocked it with his sword. The sword had already been unsheathed, and he stabbed upward with one strike. Wu Changkong was already prepared, and he blocked the sword, but he didn't know when a Begonia flower hit him. On the sword, Wu Changkong was hit by a sudden flower but felt his mouth numb, and the sword had already fallen to the ground. At this moment, I remembered the old man's voice: "Stop! How can we do it here? You and others should all step back." Looking at the one-armed man, he had already died! Yuan Qingzhen stepped forward and said: "Master and junior brother were killed by that woman. Today you must avenge her no matter what. Otherwise, junior brother will die innocently and in vain. How can there be any reason for an innocent life!"
Dong Boyan said: "You step aside and I will meet her!"
"Unexpectedly, it seems that the man of Wen Yuan Hong Ci has found someone to save and cure you. I haven't seen you for ten months. I wonder if your Kunlun goddess's martial arts have improved. I want to carefully weigh today to see what kind of state your martial arts is."
"Old man! Ning Yanye felt very angry when she thought of this incident. She ignored any etiquette and called him by his name."
Who is Dong Boyan? The older generation of martial arts masters saw that this person had no manners and was so refreshed. Thinking of the last time she escaped, he made up his mind to kill this woman today, otherwise there would be no hope in the world in the future. With his status, he was teased by a little doll.
Dong Boyan held the Hengjian in his hand. After all, he had the status of a respected master and it was not easy for him to make the first move. "You go first!"
Ning Yanye didn't care about this. She used her sword to kill her, slashing her one after another. Dong Boyan also saw in her dodge that her martial arts had improved a lot compared to before.
After dodging a few moves, Ning Yiye looked at Dong Boyan again and still didn't want to draw his sword. However, Dong Boyan had already managed to block the sharp blade even with nothing in his hand.
At this time, Dong Boyan was not staying at the hotel, but a crabapple flower appeared in his hand. The petals pressed against the tip of the sword, and the accompanying inner energy made it impossible to move the sword in his hand.
Ning Yanye shouted bad, and the extremely strong aura of a few crabapple flowers in front of her turned into a deadly sea of begonia flowers, trapping her in it.
