The leader of Xiaofeng Sect, Ding Rui, has an insight into the peak level of cultivation.
When she was young, her parents went to the mountains to look for Xuelian and were killed. She became an orphan and lived on the streets.
Later, I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from a martial arts knight, learned some skills, and became a master by virtue of my talent.
The death of his parents in the snowy field was a knot in his heart, so after he developed his skills, he found a few like-minded friends and founded the Xiaofeng Sect, which finally gained a foothold in this snowy field.
However, the good times did not last long. Because he had stayed for many years to gain insight, he could no longer improve his cultivation. He went to visit the master of Hantian Clan, hoping to get some advice from him.
He never thought that the Hantianmen would coax and deceive him, which would eventually lead to him being poisoned by the Hantian poison.
Cold Sky Poison can forcibly improve his cultivation. Now he is only one step away from the Jade Bone, but this Cold Sky Poison has become another knot in his heart, or inner demon.
After being poisoned, he had no choice but to obey Hantianmen and be controlled by them.
Hantian Clan is a well-known and upright family in the eyes of outsiders, but secretly it uses this method to control many forces and allows them to do dirty things.
This is also one of the main reasons why Hantianmen is growing day by day.
A while ago, a group of caravans wanted to take a shortcut across the snowy plains to Liang Kingdom, so they came to Hantianmen specifically and offered many benefits to Hantianmen for protection.
However, Hantianmen received the benefits, but the other side asked him to lead people to rob the caravan.
In desperation, he could only bring Protector Zuo and several core disciples from the sect to rob the caravan.
Hantianmen not only wants things, but also people.
Things are used and flowers are used, and people are used to test poisons.
There were two young children in that caravan at that time, a boy and a girl.
In order to prevent the child from suffering from the poison and to prevent future worries, he directly killed the person...
Ding Rui knew that he was not a good person, but he would never do such a thing to offend Hantianmen for others.
Not for anyone else, just because Han Tian's poison had cut off all his options.
In fact, when he first learned that Shen Heng was going to marry his daughter to the young master of Hantian Clan, he had some sympathy.
In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Heng's move was to curry favor with Han Tianmen.
But in his eyes, Tingfengjian Pavilion is the next Xiaofeng Sect...
The weak prey on the strong, the strong bullies the weak, maybe... this is the real world.
…
"Whoosh——"
A sharp arrow burst out of the window and hit the black-shirted gunman at the mountain gate.
"when!"
Jiang Wuji split his spear and cut off the sharp arrows, and his eyes fell on the two white-haired old men.
"I am the Zuo Protector of the Xiaofeng Sect, Gao Ningtai. Next to me is the Zuo Protector Kangze."
"I don't know why this little friend is helping Jiange to deal with my sect. If Shen Heng gives you any benefits, I, the Xiaofeng Sect, can give you double the amount and make a friend. How about that?"
"???"
Jiang Wuji frowned, as if looking at two old fools.
"Old man, you shot me with an arrow and then bribed me? Are you doing this because your brain is not fully developed?"
They couldn't quite understand the second half of the sentence, but they could tell with their toes that it wasn't a good word.
However, the Zuo Protector Gao Ningtai actually had no intention of sincerely bribing him. He was just trying to test him as usual.
Therefore, he didn't say a second word. He exerted force with both feet, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a string!
When passing by a disciple, he took out the long sword from the disciple's hand, then jumped up and ran straight to the mountain gate!
After this set of movements, let alone the strength, the gorgeousness is really gorgeous, and the style is instantly full.
"Boy, let me see how much you weigh and how dare you shout in our Xiaofeng Sect!"
Gao Ningtai threw out a sword beam, and the sword beam formed by his strength was like a waning moon, attacking with destructive force.
You like to pretend so much, right? Okay, okay... Jiang Wuji held the gun in both hands, the sea of qi surged, and then stabbed out with a spear!
"Showers!"
Shower is the third and final style in the rain gun of foster father Jiang Kaiyang.
When fighting close to the face, you can use the silent trajectory to thrust out the heavy spear. When there is a certain distance, you can use a specific route to let the energy flow out of the spear, thus forming a shower!
"call!"
The domineering spear spirit collided with the sharp sword, and the muffled sound was deafening.
Suddenly, the manic wind stirred up snow dust all over the sky, and the sky and the earth were completely white!
"It's still a bit reluctant..."
Jiang Wuji suppressed the surging blood energy in his body and did not use the special power of the calamity image to fight against the master. The burden was a bit heavy.
But this is also Jiang Wuji's true personal purpose.
Although I had killed several grandmasters before, they were all helped by external forces, either the formation of Zhaixinglou or Wan'er's auxiliary interference.
After all, he has not defeated the Grandmaster in an upright manner.
The opportunity now is certainly not to be missed.
However, at this time, Gao Ningtai looked like he was facing a formidable enemy and winked at Kang Ze, the right protector not far away.
At this time, he already knew Jiang Wuji's cultivation level, a first-class master.
As a grandmaster, he did not look down on him because of this. Instead, he believed that a first-class swordsman who could equal his own would be extraordinary, so he communicated with Kang Ze immediately, hoping to join forces and fight quickly to avoid capsizing in the gutter.
How do you say whether ginger or old is spicier?
Before the strong wind dissipated, Kang Ze rushed over with a sword in hand!
The horse-zanting sword first emerged in Dali. Swords were the mainstream in the Dali world, but most of the swords were soft and were squeezed out by "macho men". So craftsmen created the horse-zanting sword, and then came the horse-zanting sword.
Since the Zhanma Dao was inconvenient to carry, once the popularity of the sword passed, it became an unpopular weapon.
Later, it was spread to the northwest, and the craftsmen of the northwest improved it. At this time, Kangze's sword was the improved version of the northwest. It was seven feet long, with a blade three feet long and a handle four feet long.
In a head-to-head confrontation, Jiang Wuji's big, heavy and hard black spear would not bring any benefits, but it would not have much advantage.
"call!"
The sword slashed down on the head, and the energy wrapped around the blade was as strong as a mountain, making people breathless.
Jiang Wuji really didn't expect that two masters would attack at the same time. After all, it was rare to be so shameless, and there were so many disciples present.
But the situation of the battle is so ever-changing, just like when he broke the crotch of the elastic bear, didn't the elastic bear, the master of jade bones, also get crushed?
Therefore, Jiang Wuji was not too surprised when faced with this unexpected sword attack, and was just preparing to mobilize his strange power to fight back.
However, the voices of Ji Xinghai and Shen Heng exploded at this moment.
"Old man, I don't want my face anymore!"
"Your opponent is here!"
The two old men took action at the same time and forced Kang Ze back!
The situation changed again, and Jiang Wuji's one-on-two turned into Kangze's one-on-two.
Facing the two masters Ji Xinghai and Shen Heng, Kang Zemao was furious. He stepped back and shouted at Gao Ningtai:
"Deal with that kid quickly, I won't last long!"
Gao Ningtai knew the cultivation level of Ji Xinghai and Shen Heng, so he did not dare to delay in the slightest and immediately raised his sword to kill Jiang Wuji.
At the same time, Ji Xiaowan led the Jiange disciples into the mountain gate.
The melee began, with the sound of swords and shouts heard endlessly.
"How about I go help him?"
Seeing Jiang Wuji shaking with others at the mountain gate, Ge Bingguang, as a master, couldn't help but want to go up and help.
However, Ji Xiaowan said: "He said he wanted to find a whetstone to practice, so please leave him alone."
"He said he should just practice? He didn't even know when it was. Why don't you care about him at all? What if something happens?"
Shen Rongrong took advantage of every opportunity and complained for Jiang Wuji.
Hearing this, Ji Xiaowan almost didn't react.
I don't care about him? If I don't care about him, I will be beaten by him... No, whether I care about him or not, what does it have to do with you?
"I told you to leave it alone. I don't understand him yet? You're talking too much!"
Ji Xiaowan said nothing and jumped up to a cornice with the help of Chuan Yun, paying close attention to the battle situation on Jiang Wuji's side...
Talkative? Does she think I talk too much? I'm concerned, are you talking too much? ...Shen Rongrong stomped her feet angrily.
"Little junior sister..."
"Don't talk to me!"
Ge Bingguang's scalp was numb.
…
Because of the presence of the master Ge Bingguang, the disciples of Jiange were full of anger.
The disciples of the Xiao Feng Sect were soon defeated like a mountain. Many died, some were injured, some fled, and they were completely defeated.
At the same time, Jiang Wuji's side also entered the final stage after several confrontations.
Gao Ningtai's face was livid. He swore that he had not held back any power, but he tried his best and couldn't kill the black-shirted gunman with first-class cultivation in front of him!
What makes people even more desperate is that this black-shirted gunman pops up out of nowhere and becomes more and more excited the more he fights!
Even though there were a few sword wounds on his body, the fighting spirit in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!
"Tsk!"
Jiang Wuji, who had been slapped on the head, tore off his shirt, exposing his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and let the snowflakes fall on him.
The bows and spears collapsed, and the sound was like a roaring bell!
"Old man, come again!"
