The lights gradually lit up at the mouth of Hanye Valley, and there was even more light in Mengzhuang. Zong Zhengqing and Leng Can galloped and chased into the deep valley as if they were flying.

At midnight, there were loud noises in the deep valley, and there were still sounds of strange beasts roaring. Meng Xueqing and Mo Zhi were missing. Although Jian Beiyuan and Leng Can were still in seclusion, they did not dare to be lazy at all.

Before the time came, they had already left the pass. Jianbeiyuan sat in the village, while Zong Zhengqing and Leng Can went into the valley to search.

But the Hanye Valley is deep and the north wind is howling at night. Although the horses they ride are good horses from the north, it is very difficult to move forward in the strong wind. The two have no choice but to urge the horse to move forward, but they can only gallop.

With a cup of tea, I saw a mess on the ground, snow scattered everywhere, revealing the black rocky land. It was obvious that I had just experienced a fight of regret. Leng Can looked up and said, "There are two men lying there.

!”

The two of them hit the horse and saw that the two were brothers of the Tong family standing in the snow. Tong Jinjia only had half of his head, his brain was flowing, and his eyes were exposed under the cold wind and half-iced crystals, like two huge ones.

The ice hockey was spinning like a dripping ice, covered with blood, which was very terrifying.

Tong Yinhuan was already in a state of terror, and one arm was cut by a mysterious sword technique, so flesh and blood were gone. It was now in the snow, and its face was already blue and purple. Although Zong Zhengqing had seen two people before, he was like this now

He was unable to recognize the tragic situation for a while, so he had to say, "I guess there were foreign enemies in the valley, and the younger sister and Mo Zhi were taken hostage to the deep valley."

Leng Can's face was haggard and haggard, but now he is moving in the wind. When he arrives here, his face is even more ugly. He is covered with ice and snow catkins on his short beards. Looking into the distance, he also shows a little sadness at this moment.

He did not dare to stop, and while driving forward, he said, "If this is the case, we must not stop. The wind season will come in these few days. Look at the sky that day, if the blade wind arrives, even if the enemy dies in the valley, we will

I can't give up Miss Qing."

Zong Zhengqing nodded and then rode his horse and continued to move forward. However, the two of them moved forward for a long time. Heavy snow suddenly fell in the sky and the footprints on the ground were gradually buried. Zong Zhengqing felt anxious and urged the horse to move forward. Suddenly, he saw a vast white earth.

, it showed a little red color, which was a large piece of blood, and it was not completely frozen.

"Uncle Leng, this..."

Leng Can waved his hand, jumped off the horse, stepped forward and took a closer look, then came closer to smell it, and said, "This is not human blood, but wolf blood. I'm afraid there are still snow wolfs here."

Zong Zhengqing's heart sank and said, "The snow wolf has come here. Ever since the snow leopard, snow wolf, mountain mandrill, white tiger and other beasts are all alone in the deep valley. But now the snow wolf has arrived here. I believe this year's blade wind season will definitely be

It's amazingly big, even such a beast must avoid its peak for the time being."

Leng Can looked around and said, "It's not just a snow wolf."

He slowly walked to the bank of the dense forest beside him, pointed to the snow on the ground, and said, "Look, this palm print is not left by humans."

Zong Zhengqing's heart sank and hurriedly followed, but saw that although the snow was flying, his footprints gradually disappeared, the palm prints on the ground were wide and strong, and they entered the ground very deeply. The soles of his feet were very different from those of ordinary people. He was slow.

Suddenly said, "If the mountain mandrill is captured by the mountain mandrill, it will be very bad. It is said that these ferocious beasts will kill more than a dozen medicinal farmers who went into the mountains to collect herbs."

Leng Can said in a deep voice with a worried face: "No matter what, we should not be careless. We need to be more alert along the way. No matter whether the opponent is a human or a beast, it will definitely be extremely difficult to deal with."

Zong Zhengqing thought for a moment and then said, "Uncle Leng, I think that although there are strange beasts appearing along the way, the opponent must be not wild beasts, but human disasters."

Leng Can raised his eyebrows. At this moment, it was better to be taken away by the enemy than to be taken away by a beast. He asked quickly, "How can I see it?"

Zong Zhengqing stepped on the horse and continued to move forward with Leng Can, saying, "The two corpses I just saw were tragic, but their wounds were smooth and neat, and they were definitely not caused by biting wild animals. They must have been taken by masters.

Cut from sharp blades.”

Leng Can slapped his head suddenly and said, "That's right, we just lost our spirit. Although one of them lost half of his head, if he was bitten by a beast, there would be minced meat and residue everywhere, and the other one would have armed.

The upper part was cut to a point of nothing, and it was definitely not a bite from a beast. If so, the enemy would definitely bring Miss Qing and Mo Zhi in the valley."

Zong Zhengqing sighed: "It's just that this person holds a magic weapon and blade, and his sword skills are so powerful, so he must be no easy one."

Leng Can just shook his head and said nothing.

The sky is about to be bright, the clouds are low, and the lead gray is dim, like a big hand, pressing tightly on people's heads. Zong Zhengqing and Leng Can have been galloping for half a night, and dare not stop everywhere. Both of them are martial arts masters, and they are Leng Yun

The fight against each other is much more resistant to freezing than ordinary people. They are wearing thick fur robes, but they are galloping in the snow and eventually they are trembling all over. Zong Zhengqing said: "If the younger sister is frozen in such weather all night

, that's not good."

Leng Can was about to speak, but suddenly heard a few light sounds in the dense forest. Before the two of them could see a black shadow suddenly jumping out of the forest. They were tall, and they came from the air very quickly and bravely.

He attacked Zong Zhengqing directly, and the man rolled his body in the air, as if a bell was turned upside down, stretching his legs straight and kicking it out with a bang.

Zong Zhengqing suddenly felt a sudden appearance when he saw the strange situation. Although he was shocked, he rose up to meet him, stretched his palms and intersected with the man's legs. The two of them fought each other and their bodies were shocked, and they retreated in a moment.

, with all his strength, he actually fought for nothing.

The man landed, took a few steps back, and sneered: "Hehe, if I hadn't fought with that kid all night and had caused me to fight with the snow wolf, how could your skills be in my eyes!"

The man in front of him was covered in blood, but his eyes were deep. It was Yu Wenjue, but his tiger and leopard fur was pulled away at this moment, revealing his skin on his chest and carrying several extremely deep scratches.

I thought I had fought with a wild beast when I came, but the hairband of the golden tiger seal on my forehead was missing. At this moment, I was disheveled, my face was covered with blood, and my eyes were filled with ferocious murderous intent, just like a god of killing.

"It turned out to be the Tartar General of Beihuan."

Zong Zhengqing shouted, "Where have you taken my junior sister and Mo Shaoxia?"

Yuwen Jue's words were cold, just like the north wind rising in the valley: "I won't tell you, so what should I do!"

After he said that, he flew away and fled towards the entrance of the valley. However, after just a few steps, he suddenly felt a sword light coming from behind him. Accompanied by the cold sword energy, Leng Can flashed like a flying crane.

The sword in his hand raised, and the sword shadow flew across, as if the jade branch was flying, and as if the silver practice was crafted across the sky. Although the person had not arrived, the sword light arrived first. Although Yu Wenjue's body movement was very fast, he could not take a few steps, so he had already

Wrapped in the sword light, every step, the sword shadows spread everywhere. Yu Wenjue knew that he had encountered a tough guy, so he turned around and held the sword. The yellow dragon sword flashed, and the sword shadows scattered, and in a flash, Zong Zhengqing was already in his arms.

In front, the long sword in his hand was handed out and pointed at Yuwen Jue's waist.

Yu Wenjue sighed in his heart, drew the knife in his back, and two precious swords were unsheathed together. The short green bird sword was sealed horizontally in front of him, and the long yellow dragon sword danced sideways. Zong Zhengqing and Leng Can two long swords were mounted on both sides, just like the cold wind

Two starlights were shaking, and the sword shadows of the two were moving, and Yu Wenjue could already see the clues.

It turns out that Hanye Valley sword technique is based on the cold wind in the valley. The martial arts in the valley are all extremely cold, but they are not feminine in the extreme cold, but are "cold yang" all the way. The sword moves with the cold and is sometimes held in the palm of the palm.

Sometimes, it flies with the wind. The essence of Hanye Valley's sword technique is not only exquisite in sword techniques, but also in the "Flying Sword". At this moment, Leng Can and Zong Zhengqing are both the best sword masters in the valley, and they use their swords together.

When one person holds the hilt of the sword in his hand, he advances with his sword move, while the other person holds the sword in the flying, and the sword is rigorous and brilliant, and the other is elegant and graceful. There are two sword paths. Zong Zhengqing sometimes holds the sword and moves with his sword.

Sometimes the flying sword bullies the enemy, and the two sides change with Leng Can, and there are no less than eight different styles at all times.

Yu Wenjue was shocked and said to himself: "I have fought with the wolf mountain mandrills all night, and my strength has declined at this moment. These two people are both masters of the world. How could I be able to compete with such rigorous cooperation in an instant? As the saying goes

What's the shame of losing to the hero if he doesn't suffer a loss in front of him?”

He thought in his heart, but the two swords in his hand were not slow at all. He fought with the wolves all night. It was already exhausting his energy when he moved his magic weapon again. He knew in his heart that even if he wanted to retreat and escape from the battle, he would never be allowed to be

The two of them suppressed their swords and were defeated. They had to fight all their strength and counted as a draw so that they would not lose their reputation.

As soon as I thought about this, I didn't dare to neglect it. A breath of true energy was secretly condensed in my heart. The two swords exchanged. The short sword of the green bird turned into a big opening and closing momentum. The long sword of the yellow dragon used a subtle trick to cut and cut.

A sudden change in the move was also his first use in many years, but it changed in a hurry, but it was very effective. Leng Can and Zong Zhengqing each frowned slightly, and then the sword path was slightly chaotic, but for such a powerful player as Yu Wen Jue, only

Just this moment of leisure was enough, but he saw the two swords in the air suffocating slightly. Yu Wenjue roared towards the sky and flew on his body. His two swords suddenly slashed down from high. This move was already filled with all his energy in the blade.

The upper hand, the force is ubiquitous and unbearable. Leng Can and Zong Zhengqing suddenly had a pause when they saw him. One way to avoid his sharpness, the other way to fight with him was unwilling to cause damage, which was not conducive to searching for Meng Xueqing.

, immediately turned around and retreated. Yu Wenjue slashed the snow with his two swords, shaking the earth. In an instant, the snow flew like a waterfall, and silver light hung upside down. The rocks and earth were cut through two narrow gaps by his two swords.

"It is not difficult for you to know the traces of the young couple, but I want to tell you that you need to deal with me in three more things."

Zong Zhengqing said coldly: "What three things are there?"

Yu Wenjue smiled slightly and said, "This is the first thing I want to leave the valley, you must not stop it."

Leng Can said, "You just need to tell me the traces of those two people, and it will not be difficult to release you out of Tanihara."

Yu Wenjue said: "Okay, this is the second thing. You have to tell me what the kid named Mo is."

Leng Can pondered for a while and nodded gently: "Let's talk about your third request."

Yuwen Jue said: "The third thing is that within ten years of your Hanye Valley, you must not be enemies with me, Dahuan, stay alone in the valley, and not be involved in the defense of the northern border."
Chapter completed!