The fire illuminated the surroundings, and the girl was a little disbelief in her eyes and said loudly: "The back mountain is apart from the cliff and the Gu mountain, how did you get up?"

Listening to the girl's voice, Pei Ziyun's eyes turned cold. Who came here was not kind, was he a cross-city enemy?

"kill!"

More than twenty mountain people around him surrounded him, carrying murderous aura on his body, and all the swords on his waist were pulled out. The swords were in the fire, with murderous intent, and shouted, surrounding and killing, with amazing momentum.

"kill"

Pei Ziyun drew out the long sword and sneered. The sword light suddenly rose, and the "clang" sword fire burst out instantly. A thin force as thin as hair was on the knife. The long sword suddenly tilted and almost lost its hand.

"Puff" A blood hole appeared in the man's throat in an instant.

Then a knife light slashed down, and Pei Ziyun's figure appeared. When he reached the right rib of the man, the man could not dodge at all. The bystander was clear, and the rest of the man exclaimed at the same time. With a "puff", the long sword thrust in and penetrated without any obstacles. The tip of the sword passed through the internal organs and stirred.

"Uh..." He said it soon, and the two of them fell down with a humming groan.

"Kill, follow the young master to kill the enemy."

"Kill, kill him!" Someone screamed and instantly slashed several times.

"Flash!"

At this moment, a ball of white light exploded instantly, and everyone's eyes lit up and they couldn't see clearly.

"Kill!" Pei Ziyun flashed left, and raised the sword, and the sharp edge penetrated into a person's left hip, then pulled it out, and another flash, and the sword penetrated into a person's heart without mercy.

Moving and moving, the sword light flashed, surrounding the person coming up, his throat tearing and blood splattering.

The effect of the flash technique subsided, and the mountain warrior who rushed up was terrified when he saw it, screaming: "Witchcraft, the high priest's witchcraft!"

"Don't panic." At this moment, a middle-aged mountain citizen came up and shouted loudly: "Come on your life!"

The sword light slashed towards us.

"Warrior, warrior!" The mountain warriors who were already a little scared shouted,

There were clouds in the sky, and they dissipated at this time. The cold moonlight and the shining starlight were shining. In a sudden, the sword light flashed, and the middle-aged mountain man flew out. At this time, he opened his mouth wide, and there was still a scream.

With less than a tenth of a second of screaming, the body rushed forward, fell down, fell to the ground, and stood up halfway, and a large ball of red and white appeared on the head of the head cover. Then there was no sound or movement, and then it fell down again.

It was not until this time that Pei Ziyun retreated for the first time and avoided two swords.

It is extraordinary to make Pei Ziyun retreat. The two people in front of him all have bright eyes. One is a boy. Although he is tall, his face is still childish. Another is a middle-aged man with tall eyebrows and a windy and frosty face.

"It is a knife technique developed during killing."

"It's a bit similar to the sword technique in the army, but it's even more weird."

The stalemate was short. The next moment, the three of them intertwine, and with a "slap" sound, a broken arm flew out with one shoulder-length shoulder-length fingers stretched out in the air, as if they wanted to catch something, but there was only air.

With a "clang", Pei Ziyun blocked the young man's attack and slashed, and the middle-aged man who lost his arm held the knife tightly in his right hand. Yue Ying was on his face, without any pain, but seemed to be carrying a little sadness, and continued to rush forward.

"puff"

This time the long sword pierced from the left side, and the middle-aged man's eyes were wide open and gushed out like a blood fountain. Pei Ziyun drew the sword and retreated, and opened the young man's knife again.

"So young and without a wise master, and the sword technique is so terrifying, it is natural spirituality."

"It's a pity that I'll die when I meet me!"

If Pei Ziyun can't keep his hands, these two people are all skilled and have accurate martial arts skills, but in terms of being smart, this young man is still ahead of the line.

Sword technique is military tactics, so Pei Ziyun first killed the weakest people. For a moment, these two people did not act immediately, but just stood up.

In just one or two seconds, the boy's eyes showed murderous intent, and his childishness had been replaced by a gloomy and terrible murderous intent. In a sudden, the boy pounced on him like a leopard, which was a lightning-like knife.

"Binding!" Perhaps the gap just now was to accumulate strength and murderous aura. Unfortunately, Pei Ziyun is not just a warrior, and this gap also gave him a chance to use it.

The boy's body stiffened, which was almost slight, but it was divided into victory and loss and life and death. The sword light suddenly penetrated into the skin, cut open the muscles, cut off nerves and blood vessels, and penetrated into the heart.

The boy showed a strange look on his face. He was stunned for a moment, let go of his long sword and fell to the ground, touched the sword, and the next moment, the sword was pulled out and the boy fell down on his back.

"Dajiu and his son are dead, and Dajiu and his son are dead!" The samurai in the field were filled with fear and disbelief.

The information is wrong. The village clearly said that people were the descendants of the priests, so they used fire to block the poisonous snakes in the mountains and could be killed if they were not summoned. However, such martial arts and swordsmanship even killed the swordsman who was famous for hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Follow the young master and kill!" He Qingqing was stunned when he saw this situation and killed him with a knife.

"Go to die, we will not let the high priest come back." The mountain samurai was originally panicked, but seemed to be driven crazy at this time. A warrior suddenly shouted and rushed forward with a ferocious face.

The sword light approached, He Qingqing smiled coldly, and the sword also slashed and slashed. After a few rounds, he passed by. The warrior covered his throat and fell to the ground.

"How is the young master?" He Qingqing thought, looking back, he saw Pei Ziyun passing through the crowd at one glance. Wherever the sword light arrived, it was not an enemy in one go. In a blink of an eye, all seven or eight people killed. Every time the sword light flashed, blood splashed. Even because of the enemy, it was impossible to have such elegance as "killing a little blood". Even if Pei Ziyun's current sword technique was now, he would definitely be killed by a random knife. So wherever he went, various limbs flew out with the blood.

In less than a minute, there were corpses and blood nearby. The rest seemed to be so excited by this situation that they were crazy, or they didn't have time to feel fear, and just slashed and killed wildly, not even caring about their own people. He Qingqing could see a person's arm being cut off by himself.

But the sword light was still there, and the people around him quickly decreased. The last person suddenly had a strange smile. Then his head separated, and two rounded eyeballs fell out of his eye sockets!

There was no enemy anymore, only one holding a knife, trembling in front of Pei Ziyun.

"Say, who sent you here?" Pei Ziyun slapped his sword with his hand and asked with a sneer. His body was covered in blood and sweat. For this brief fight, he was almost exhausted.

"Kill!" Although the mountain warrior trembled and rushed up, Pei Ziyun lit up his sword, and the sword flew out, and the long sword pressed against the warrior's neck. He was about to ask a question, and the man rushed towards the sword.

"Puff!" A large bunch of blood spurted out, and then it fell to the ground, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and there was still some light in his eyes, as if there was still hope.

At this time, all the enemies were killed, and He Qingqing's face turned pale, showing that the scene she saw was quite shocked. The two mountain warriors followed him knelt down and shouted: "Young master, all the thieves are killed."

The body trembled, and it seemed that my heart was extremely convinced.

He Qingqing suddenly seemed to hear the sound on one side, and hurried forward: "Young master, I seem to hear the sound of drums and shouts."

Pei Ziyun also immediately reacted and said, "No, it's a village. The enemy attacks, hurry up, go back quickly."

The four of them ran away, and from a distance, in the dark night, a winding black snake surrounded the mountain in front of them, slowly pressing up with a fire. At first glance, there were a thousand torches, and the horns were responding to each other, with a huge momentum. But I saw figures everywhere in my village, and I seemed very panicked.

"Hurry, hurry!" The four of them rushed to the front and saw the mountain village wearing torches. Several people patrolling the grounds. The four of them were approaching. The people in the village shouted from afar: "But the village master and the young master?"

"It's us." He Qingqing stepped forward to answer. When he heard the girl's words, the people on the wall breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Hurry, hurry, hurry up, put the hanging basket for the village master and the young master!"

Listening to the words, the people on the wall put up a hanging basket. The four of them went up the second time and arrived on the wall. Seeing the familiar people coming out, He Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in her heart: "Luckily, there is nothing wrong now."

"The village master, young master, for some reason today, the five nearby villages suddenly went up the mountain to attack and wanted to capture our village."

Before Pei Ziyun could speak, there were sudden footsteps in the house under the wall.

The rapid steps came from different directions, and there was no rhythm at first, but as the footsteps approached, the rhythm gradually formed between each other.

Soon under the glimmer of stars and moon, people appeared around them, gathering hundreds of people, both men, women, young and old. All the originally ragged clothes were gone, and they all wore special clothes, which looked like some kind of military uniform, with a dark red color.

Yesterday, the wrinkled old woman changed into gorgeous clothes, which seemed to be some kind of priestly wardrobe. She held a black flag and blew a whistle. Even the old man, even the young girl, stopped, stood upright and stood still, and lined up in three rows.

As the array was completed, the three teams of people shook their right arms together, and the cloth cover flew out, and there were cold lights in the moment. It turned out that this was a long sword, almost like a Miao knife, three feet long, without a knife handle, and the blade was shining with cold light, indicating its sharpness.

"Hundred Refining Long Sword, this murderous aura, this array!"

"I can't even eat, my clothes are torn, but the military flag, military uniforms, and weapons are still intact."

Pei Ziyun only glanced at him and then a stern sounded, and an indescribable current rushed straight into his mind from his back.

Yesterday I went up the mountain and saw all the people who were breathlessly oppressed by poverty. So although the girl said several times that all the people who stayed were the most devout believers, Pei Ziyun did not take it seriously. In her mind, this was just someone who needed care.

Only in this column can you see the true appearance.

"Young Master, all the Lumen Army members are here." The old woman said loudly, the black flag was floating in the air, and all men, women, young and old were in battle. Seeing this, even He Qingqing couldn't help but open her mouth wide. Pei Ziyun glanced at it and understood in her heart.

"He Qingqing is just a secular management, and this old woman is the one who controls the military flag!"

"I thought it was ridiculous to be the king of the uncle of the master. Now it seems that those who can accomplish things have extraordinary features."
Chapter completed!