I looked at Shen Qingbai and said: "How many manpower do you have available? I want all your manpower! You'd better not hide your secrets, or in other words, don't try to keep the seeds of the sect. The sect is gone, no matter how much you keep, The seeds are also fed to the wolves in the rivers and lakes."

Shen Qingbai gritted his teeth and said: "I still have two hundred disciples. These are the last elites of the Dark Hall and the top elites of this sect."

"Very good!" I said solemnly, "Gather the people together and let's get into the eye of the storm."

When I arrived at the mountain pass according to the map marked by Yu Hao, all the two hundred elite members of the dark hall had gathered near the mountain pass.

This time, all the disciples in the dark hall changed their clothes. They were all wearing black clothes with white plum blossoms embroidered on them.

Shen Qingbai said: "These people are all 'dead' disciples. They violated the sect rules in the past and were taken to Si Guo Cliff to repent and were not allowed to leave the mountain for the rest of their lives. From the day their names were erased by the sect, these people He’s already dead.”

"The sect gave them a second life, and they became the sect's sharpest daggers."

I glanced at the dark disciples who were masked in black scarves, and then turned my attention to the mountain pass.

There is obviously only one stone wall there, and what you can see after walking halfway around the stone wall is barren granite. No wonder it is not marked on the two maps. There is a road down the mountain behind it.

Ye Yang stood in front of the stone wall and looked at it for a long time: "The road is in the cracks of the stones! You two, clear up the soil here."

The place Ye Yang pointed to was probably a stone crevice large enough for a person to walk sideways. The stone crevice had long been filled in with mud, and no one who didn't pay attention would have thought that it was a place where people could walk through.

This is the trick of mountaineers. When mountaineers encounter a treasured place, they will try their best to hide it to avoid being picked by their peers.

The Tuba achievements in the cracks in the stone were filled in by Yu Hao's father.

The dark hall disciple picked up the sword and just dug twice into the stone seam. There was a loud noise from the mountain wall. The three or four meter high stone wall was blasted from the back to the front by some unknown force. As fragments and rocks of various sizes flew through the air and howled wildly, the few secret guard disciples who bore the brunt were beaten to pieces and their bodies were dismembered on the spot.

Ye Yang and I released our body-protecting energy at the same time, blocking Feng Ruoxing from behind. The entire mountain wall collapsed in front of us, and a piece of rubble went straight to Ye Yang and me, falling on the spot in front of my feet. feet place.

The other party was warning me not to meddle in my own business!

I raised my head and looked behind the stone wall. A little further from my position, there was a cliff. The snow blown down by the wind from the snow-capped mountains was all piled up in the vast snowfield below the cliff.

Although it is only early autumn, when the mountain wind blows, the cliff area can still blow snow that can only be seen in the harsh winter.

The eye of the storm is right below!

I turned around and looked at the Dark Hall disciples: "From now on, each of you must be prepared to die at any time. This battle is not for me, but for your sect."

Among the disciples standing in the wind and snow, no one spoke a word, but their eyes showed the determination to disregard life and death.

"Let's go!" I waved my hand, and the leading disciple shook off the rope and slid down the mountain wall. I watched ten secret guard disciples fall silently into the snow, and then sank into the snow at the same time. From top to bottom Below you can only see ten heads exposed on the snow like chess pieces.

"Down again!" As Shen Qingbai waved his hand, ten more disciples pulled up the rope.

But I suddenly raised my hand: "Don't move! The people below are already dead!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw ten black heads glowing bright red at the same time. The hot blood melted into a piece of snow in less than a moment, and ten heads neatly appeared in the red. He turned over in the snow and looked up at the top of the mountain.

The bright red snow and the pale human faces overlap together, adding a bit of fishy weirdness to the already ghostly snowy eyes.

Feng Ruoxing whispered: "Those people's bodies are gone!"

The snow at the foot of the mountain had been melted by blood for about a foot, but the headless bodies could not be seen under the blood.

What was there under the snow that cut off the heads of the secret guard disciples and took away their bodies the moment they landed?

Shen Qingbai gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty more people will come out, ten will go down the mountain, and ten will cover!"

Just as I was about to speak, Ye Yang touched me from behind. He didn't want me to go down.

I just paused for a moment, and ten secret guards had already slid down the rope. When the ten people were about to get close to the ground, they grabbed the rope with their hands, supported the mountain wall with their feet, and stopped in mid-air.

The disciple responsible for the cover stopped in the air in the same posture, holding the dagger in his mouth, shaking the crossbow with one hand, pointing the arrow to the ground, and getting ready.

The disciple leading the group made an upward gesture, suddenly let go of the rope, and fell to the snow.

Before the opponent was even close to the ground, he drew out his long sword in the air, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed out in the direction where he was about to land.
Chapter completed!