A high mountain stands between heaven and earth, and then it is split from the middle like a sharp sword, and an extremely narrow valley mouth appears in front of the world.
The mighty "Flying Bear Army" lined up and slowly marched towards the valley. Song Jinghong walked at the front of the team, and Yun Zhenyu was at the back. Yunfeng, Ye Junlin and other young people
Seniors are located in the center of the team.
The team walked extremely slowly because the narrow canyon could only allow one horse to pass through. Song Jinghong at the front had already walked several miles, but Yun Zhenyu at the back had not moved at all.
Ye Junlin was riding on the White Wolf King with a calm expression. But the White Wolf King was full of expectations: after Shan Jianyun died, his spiritual beast ‘Earth-Splitting Elephant’ did not survive.
The 'Flying Bear Army' cut open the body of the 'Earth-Splitting Elephant', and the beast pill was collected by Ye Junlin.
Ye Junlin patted the White Wolf King on the head with an indifferent expression: "Glutted Wolf, when we get to the city, the beast pill will naturally be yours."
The White Wolf King arched his head as if to please Ye Junlin, which looked quite funny.
Ye Junlin held a book in his hand, which was undoubtedly "Proud Sword Art". He looked at it attentively, occasionally raising his head and looking at the line of sky above his head, always feeling a little uneasy.
The warm breeze in early summer makes people sleep, and the sky is intoxicating with a ray of light.
The ‘Flying Bear Army’, each riding on a majestic mount, fought hard with their eyelids to prevent themselves from falling asleep...
The team gradually drifted away, and two hours later, they arrived at the center of the canyon.
The sun was completely gone, and the only light was the sliver of sky above our heads.
"Rumble--"
The cliffs on both sides of the canyon suddenly shook violently, as if something heavy was being moved.
Song Jinghong's expression changed drastically. He drew out his sword and ordered the team to speed up and move forward.
However, no matter how fast you go, what will happen? No matter how fast you go, can you pass the boulders rolling down the cliff?
Countless boulders fell down like dense raindrops, and the location where they fell happened to be where Ye Junlin, Yunfeng and others passed by.
This is definitely not an accident.
Ye Junlin raised his head slightly, glanced at the boulders falling like fallen leaves, and frowned slightly. He was very unhappy because the rolling of these boulders disturbed his reading.
The space ring on his finger flickered, and the Red Flame Sword appeared in his hand like a giant dragon flashing with flames. Ye Junlin gritted his steel teeth angrily and swung his sword several times at the boulders.
Several small waves of crimson flames, wrapped in endless sword energy, surged towards the huge rocks.
Those huge rocks became as fragile as glass in front of the small waves of flames.
The small waves of flames were crisscrossing wantonly, and the huge rocks were torn into several small pieces of gravel at the moment they came into contact with the small waves, and slowly fell...
"ping ping ping pong..."
There were sounds like banging pots and pans on the armors of the warriors of the 'Flying Bear Army', but it did not cause any harm to them.
Song Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked towards the top of the cliff with a solemn expression.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
...
...
At this moment, countless arrows, like locusts all over the sky, flew down again.
Ye Junlin's brows formed the character "Chuan", and murderous intent overflowed from his eyes. Obviously, he was already angry.
"Proud Sword Art" was taken back into the space ring by him. On his left hand, the dark blue light suddenly became strong. The blue light was very deep, giving people a great sense of oppression, as if Ye Junlin
The light group in the hand is a lake, a big river, or even a vast ocean.
"Earth Spring Technique!"
Ye Junlin opened his red lips lightly and threw the dark blue light ball in his hand suddenly to the ground.
In an instant, the ground shook violently.
Several clear springs sprouted from where the blue light group fell. Like young men who did not succumb to their fate, they rose upward desperately. In the process, the clear springs suddenly became larger and more violent.
Finally, when they came into contact with those arrows, they turned into a waterfall.
The arrows were extremely fast and had great momentum. But compared with those clear springs, they seemed a bit underwhelming. When the arrows touched the clear springs, they were instantly bounced away, and finally flew backwards along with the waterfall.
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"ah--"
On the cliff, there were screams one after another. It was obvious that someone had been shot by his own arrow.
On Ye Junlin's back, the purple wings slowly spread out. He held the Red Flame Sword tightly, and his whole body flew towards the cliff like a meteor...
Yunfeng looked at Ye Junlin and shook his head helplessly.
On the cliff, several mercenaries were lying on the ground, lying in pain. Their arms, thighs, and chests were all pierced by arrows.
Ye Junlin was like a ghost, suddenly standing on the cliff.
All the mercenaries looked at him in shock, as if they were looking at some god.
The red flame sword was swung out heavily by Ye Junlin, and countless sword energy rolled on the red waves.
"Quick...run away..."
I don't know who yelled first, and then, nearly a hundred mercenaries rushed back like a retreating tide...
"Don't run!"
"No one is allowed to run!"
An old man who looked like a leader roared, and several rays of light shot out from his fingers.
These fingerlights are like fireflies, shining brightly.
However, the warrior who was hit by this finger light was instantly pierced through his body, and then fell to the ground, motionless.
Ye Junlin looked at the old man and frowned slightly. He always felt that this old man seemed familiar.
When the old man turned around, Ye Junlin's eyes turned blood red because he was very excited.
That old man was actually the one who had attacked and killed him - 'Old Man Zhixuan'.
After not seeing each other for several months, the cultivation level of 'Old Man Zhixuan' has also reached the 'Xuanshi level'. He looked at Ye Junlin with a slightly surprised expression. He did not expect that the 'low-level Xuanshi' back then would be today's cultivator.
Because, I have already caught up with him.
"It can be said that there are enemies on a narrow road." Old Man Zhixuan smiled, no longer chasing the mercenaries who were fleeing, but walked towards Ye Junlin step by step.
Ye Junlin didn't have a good impression of this old man Zhixuan. Therefore, he didn't intend to talk nonsense with "old man Zhixuan" and let all his subordinates see the real deal.
Ye Junlin shouted loudly, and Taotao sword energy jumped out from the martial spirit in his hand.
"Sword Two, kill the soul."
As soon as Ye Junlin took action, he used the weirdest and most powerful 'soul-killing style'. Several invisible sword energies, like invisible arrows, instantly shot into the sea of consciousness of 'Old Man Zhixuan'...
....
"ah--"
In the head of 'Old Man Zhixuan', there seemed to be countless swords slashing back and forth in an instant, and his entire sea of consciousness seemed to be exploding.
'Old Man Zhixuan' kept rolling on the ground, and he still had the image of a master. Seeing the situation, the surrounding mercenaries seemed to be scared out of their wits. They wished they had two more legs and flew towards Qing Gorge.
Down the mountain, escape.
Ye Junlin looked at 'Old Man Zhixuan' quietly. He did not chase the mercenaries, nor did he attack Old Man Zhixuan again. He just stood aside and watched quietly.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that seeing someone he hated in pain was an extremely pleasant enjoyment.
‘Old Man Zhixuan’ rolled back and forth in pain, and all the tiny buds that had grown on the mountain were crushed by him. He held his head tightly, as if he was going to burst it.
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Ye Junlin's mouth, and then the red flame sword in his hand was raised slightly, killing the killer who had been in the "Red Sky Mortal Realm" for ten years...