Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

The soaring qi and blood rolled like clouds.

Under the impact of that imposing manner, more than a hundred disciples of Luoxuezong felt that they were on the verge of falling.

The horses of Luoxuezong's carts were all weak in legs and feet, and they were about to fall to the ground.

"Ha ha--"

A four-foot-tall black wild wolf rushed towards the leading carriage of Luoxuezong. On the back of the wild wolf, a young man in black armor smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the door of the carriage.

"It's from Fengyun Village!"

The Great Elder of Luoxue Sect who was standing beside the frame stared at him and let out a low voice.

"Canglang—"

Gao Chong, who had been guarding the side of the frame earlier, flew up, with the long sword out of the sheath in his hand, pointing directly at the palm of the young man who stretched out his hand.

The sword came suddenly, and the young man let out a "Hey", and drew out a scimitar in his other hand, and the blood-colored blade struck Gao Chong's head.

If Gao Chong didn't retreat, this knife could split him in half.

Three feet.

one foot.

Gao Chong seemed unaware of the blade, and the blade was still pointing at the outstretched palm of the young man in black armor.

Where the blade passed, Gao Chong's life would naturally be in danger, but the blade would also cut off the palm of the black-armored young man.

One life for one palm.

The black-armored youth narrowed his eyes, and the blade was faster.

The sharp edge carried by the machete swept away the messy hair on the top of Gao Chong's head.

"call out--"

With no time left, the black-armored youth withdrew his knife and shrank his palms, sandwiched the wolf, wiped the frame of the car, and disappeared in a flash.

The edge of Gao Chong's long sword wiped out a trace of blood.

The wolf rushed ten feet away, spun around, roared wildly, turned around and stood up.

The young man in black armor sitting on the back of the wolf raised his left hand and brought it to the corner of his mouth.

A trace of blood oozes from the back of his hand.

"Huo—"

"Huo—"

The black battle armor is like the ocean,

Surround the white convoy.

The disciples of Luoxuezong were all trembling, their long swords were drawn out of their sheaths, and they stood in front of them.

In the distance, teams from various sects all looked over.

"It's from Fengyun Village."

Someone changed color slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"Who messed with Fengyun Village? These lunatics never make sense." On the hill, a Taoist in green robe frowned and said in a low voice.

Fengyun Village is a big power on the snow field.

Among them, Yuan Fengguan, the lord of the sixth innate realm, is a perverted devil king.

In the entire village, there are more than ten people in the Xiantian realm.

With such a powerful strength, Fengyunzhai suppressed it for thousands of miles, and neither good nor evil dared to disobey it.

The key point is that Fengyun Village has never been disciplined, does a lot of dirty work, and acts extremely domineering.

The matter of slaughtering the sect has always been rushing to do it.

"That one, can't it be the young master of Fengyun Village who is known as Yuan Crazy?" Someone in the distance had a frightened look on his face, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Yuan Crazy? Is it the Young Master of Fengyun Village who claims to be more vicious than his father and has killed countless people?" The faces of several warriors in gray robes were all pale.

"Yuan Crazy is actually participating in the Snowfield Hunt this time. I don't know how many bloody storms will be caused..." An old man in white robes sighed and spoke softly.

On the snowy ground, the Luoxuezong team surrounded by groups was in a commotion.

Gao Chong, who was holding a long sword, did not change his expression, and raised his head slightly.

"Boy, you're very good." Yuan Crazy flashed a stern look on his face, staring at Gao Chong.

"Young Master Japan is in a good mood today, so I won't care about you."

"Drag you saintesses from the carriages and dedicate them to me."

"From now on, you will be the sword in my hand."

A frenzy flashed across Yuan Crazy's face, and his eyes swept over the Snowfall Sect team.

"I'll give you ten breaths to consider."

"After ten breaths, this young master will kill all of you."

Yuan Kuang's eyes turned from Gao Chong, and then fell on the great elder beside the frame.

Behind him, an old man in a leather robe leaned forward and whispered a few words.

Fanaticism flashed across Yuan Crazy's face, and he stuck out his tongue, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Slay Xiantian, that's fun..."

There was danger and madness in his eyes.

"Brother Xu Cheng, another one is here to snatch me."

"Look, what should I do..."

"Will you protect me..."

In the frame, the sound of feather falling suddenly sounded.

This voice is so charming that it makes people feel that their bones are going to be soft when they hear it.

Yuan Crazy, who was originally murderous, was stunned and his eyes widened.

"Saint..."

He pointed the scimitar in his hand at Gao Chong, and shouted violently: "Boy, you have no chance!"

"Kill, I stole the saint for my young master!"

"This young master wants the Saintess of Luoxuezong to be Mrs. Yazhai!"

"Huo Huo—"

"Huo—"

The black armored wolf rushed forward with a shout.

The face of the Great Elder of Luoxuezong changed drastically, and he flew up.

Around his body, the pale yellow stellar energy turned into Zhang Xu, illuminating a thousand zhang radius.

"Innate double!"

"Be careful, there are innate masters!"

"The Great Elder of the Luoxue Sect, they actually lead the team with the Great Elder!"

Someone among the wolf riders shouted, and there were also exclamations in the distance.

This time, Luo Xuezong really pushed out all the masters at the bottom of the box, and the number one master in the sect, the Great Elder personally led the team.

The face of the old man in leather robes beside Yuan Kuangzi changed slightly, and then he laughed wildly: "Haha, it's just in time to snatch the saint girl of Luoxuezong to be the wife of the young village master Yazhai, and kill a great elder of Luoxuezong to rejoice, it's really double happiness. "

On him, the dignified innate qi appeared.

Congenital double!

With the same innate duality, the power he displayed is thicker and more aggressive.

The two innate qi collided together, freezing the flying snow with a radius of 100 zhang, and then turning it into water vapor.

"Haha, my young master is determined to snatch the marriage today!" Yuan laughed wildly, with the scimitar in his hand in front of him, and the mad wolf slammed into Gao Chong.

In the rear compartment, Shao Santong and Shen Yuanfei landed on the roof of the car, holding various liquid medicines and elixir powders in their hands, ready to spill them at any time.

Although their cultivation is only acquired, they have the level of a third-level pharmacist, and the various liquid medicines and elixir powders in their hands can perform unimaginable methods.

"Two third-level pharmacists."

"A natural double master."

"This time, Luoxuezong really paid a lot of money."

"Hehe, it's a pity that I haven't played the gambling table yet, so I've lost all my money."

In the distance, many people whispered regretfully.

On the mountain road in the distance, a group of hundreds of swordsmen waited quietly. The first few looked at the battlefield indifferently.

"Senior Brother Luo, this Luoxue Sect has a good relationship with our Fuyang Sword Sect, don't we want to make a move?" The person who spoke was a young man in his thirties, with a long sword on his back and sword intent surging from his body.

Hearing his words, several colleagues around him laughed lightly.

The forty-year-old blue-robed swordsman in the lead shook his head, and said lightly: "The sect's affection belongs to the sect's affection. At this time, it is not worthwhile to hurt the elite disciples of the sect because of this emptiness of affection."

Hearing his words, a trace of disappointment flashed across the face of the interrogating young man, and then he nodded.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Xu, the young Muai, the hero saves the beauty, this is not as simple as it says in the book."

"This is going to be fought with the blood of fellow apprentice brothers."

A middle-aged swordsman in a white robe with a short beard spoke softly.

"That's fine, let me, Junior Brother, see the dangers of the rivers and lakes, understand the world's affairs, and never think about things."

On the other side, someone laughed lowly.

"Wow—"

In the distance, a group of more than a hundred warriors galloped towards the direction of the battle group.

Those knights in blue armor were strong and strong, and their horses were riding on the snow, and they did not disperse in the slightest.

This team of knights immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"It's Yuhe Sword Sect. They are allies of Luoxuezong, and they can be regarded as Luoxuezong's backer."

"Hehe, what about Yuhe Sword Gate? Today's calamity, they can't stop it."

All the sects watching around, some laughed lightly, some felt regretful.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Only strength is everything.

Before the hunting in the snow field started, a large sect was about to be wiped out.

"It's a pity, I heard that the Saintess of Luoxuezong is really a beauty..."

A low sigh came from nowhere.

The roots of troubles.

The beauty is unlucky.

In the frame of Luoxuezong, Yu Luo reached out to lift up the curtain.

"It's nothing to do with you, just practice hard."

Xu Cheng's voice came.

At this time, the Great Elder and the old man in leather robe had fought against each other several times, and they were at a disadvantage.

The liquid medicine in the hands of Shao Santong and Shen Yuan has also been thrown out, turning into clouds in the air.

Xu Cheng, who was sitting on the frame, raised his head, then stretched out his hand to point out.

Not far away, Mu Yang, who was holding the bronze alchemy tripod, was shaken all over. The sword box on his back rang softly, and the green bamboo sword was unsheathed.

"call out--"

The moment the bamboo sword was unsheathed, a sword aura soared into the sky.

This sword energy pierced through the wind and snow, and stained the vast void with greenery.

Sword up.

The old man in the leather robe who was fighting with the great elder of Luoxuezong was instantly split in two, and then he was wrapped in the sword light and knocked down.

The green bamboo sword flashed, passing through Yuan Kuang's neck.

With a bewitching blood red, Jian Guang turned into a streamer, and with a shrill scream, he whirled and directly charged into the black-armored wolf warrior.

The sword light swept across, piercing through bodies one after another.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

After three breaths, the sword light fell back and inserted into the scabbard.

The blue light in the sky dissipated, the white snow turned into a blood-colored mist, and the mountains that had not been exposed for thousands of years showed the black soil exposed by the transpiration snow.

In an instant, the black soil was stained with blood again.

"boom--"

Until this time, there was only roaring and whistling sound transmitted through the entire world.

One sword, cut thousands of riders!

"Aw--"

The black mad wolf raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, still immersed in the charge.

On its back, Yuan Crazy's body fell, and was trampled into pieces by the running mad wolves behind.

Those wild wolves who had lost their master's restraint ran around, rushing towards many onlookers, causing all kinds of commotion.

Many people had no choice but to kill the colliding mad wolf.

When the commotion subsided, there was no sign of the Luoxuezong team ahead.

"They, they killed Yuan Crazy? Are they really crazy? Are they not afraid of Fengyun Village's revenge?" Looking at the mess, someone turned pale and whispered.

"Hehe, didn't you see that sword just now?" Someone's face flashed disdain, and said coldly: "If you can kill a thousand horses with one sword, will you care about Fengyun Village's revenge?"

The speaker looked up at the tumbling clouds, and said in a low voice, "The sky on this snowfield is about to change..."

On the other side of the Fuyang Sword Sect team, the leaders were stunned.

Only the thirty-year-old youth who spoke just now said in a low voice: "The people from Yuhe Jianmen left with Luoxuezong."

Go together.

The Luoxuezong's fighting power is so strong that the Yuhe Sword Sect has found a backing.

However, originally, the Fuyang Sword Sect also had such an opportunity.

Killing a thousand horses with a single sword, with this level of combat power, it is not necessarily possible for someone above the innate fifth level to achieve it.

Perhaps with the help of the might of the Excalibur.

Could it be that Luoxuezong possessed a divine sword?

Brother Luo, the leader of the Fuyang Sword Sect, shook his head, and said flatly, "My generation of sword cultivators only rely on the sword in their hands, why do we need to rely on the power of outsiders?"

"Come on, let's go to the snowfield hunting."

...

After half a day, the news here spread hundreds of miles around.

Some people even wiped out the Fengyun Village brigade and sent the news that the Shaozhai Master was killed to Fengyun Village.

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The blue and white teams are parallel, and it can be seen that the blue knights are obviously in good order.

The Luoxuezong disciples in white robes were much looser.

But at this moment, those blue-armored knights cast their eyes in the direction of Luoxuezong from time to time.

Especially Mu Yang, who was carrying a sword box on his back, attracted everyone's attention.

"Yu Luo, tell sister, is the sword just now the bottom of your Snow Sect's box?"

In the carriage frame, a female swordsman in green armor with long hair tied up spoke in a low voice.

The female swordsman was in her twenties, her body was full of energy and blood, and her whole body was full of heroic spirit, which was in complete contrast to the lazy Yu Luo on the opposite side.

"Sister Liang, if you like that sword, take it."

Yu Luo waved his hands indifferently, then moved his body, leaned forward, and put his hands on the shoulders of the green armored female swordsman.

She was dressed lightly, revealing her snow-white arms.

"The sword can be given to you, but you can't take my brother Xu Cheng's idea."

Yu Luo stared into the eyes of the female swordsman, and then showed a fierce look: "Let me tell you, Brother Xu Cheng belongs to me alone."

Hearing her words, the green armor female swordsman burst out laughing.

"You mean the kid with the sword on his back?"

Feather shook his head.

"Is that the one that stood in front of the frame just now?"

Feather still shook his head.

The green armor female swordsman said curiously: "Then I'm curious, who made Yu Luo so important to you, even my sister, I don't want to share."

"Didn't you say that you shared all the delicious and fun things, flowered clothes, and big swords with me? A man, isn't he also a toy?"

"Hmph, Brother Xu Cheng is not a toy." Yu Luo put on a serious face, and cast his eyes to the front of the frame: "He is my man."

The female swordsman in green armor turned her head, and then she showed a look of bewilderment: "Yu Luo, you chose a horse driver?"

"Your vision is too bad, isn't it?"

Hearing her words, Yu Luo giggled.

"Brother Xu Cheng, you are a horse driver." Yu Luo covered her mouth and laughed.

Xu Cheng, who was sitting in front of the frame, turned his head and said calmly: "The snow field gathering place has arrived."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the female swordsman in green armor, swept over, and turned around.

The female swordsman only felt that a huge mountain fell down in front of her eyes, and hit her chest with a "boom".

Her face turned pale, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Amazing……"

With a pale complexion, she turned her head to look at Yu Luo, and whispered with lingering fear: "Here, I'm afraid you have a cultivation level above the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm?"

Yu Luo hurriedly stretched out his hand, pressing on the back of the green armored female swordsman, a strong force penetrated.

The female swordsman was shocked, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Yu Luo, you, have you stepped into Xiantian?"

"You, you little fairy..."

Feather smiled and withdrew his hand.

The entire convoy stopped, and in front of them was a boundless snow-capped mountain.