Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

Chapter 32 I'm faster than the wind

The top of Xiaoyunfeng Mountain.

Ye Qing and more than ten members of the Huashan sect are on duty.

Huashan Mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but there is only one flaw that needs to be strictly defended.

For example, this Xiaoyun Peak is located behind Chaoyang Peak of Huashan Mountain, and can directly reach the center of Chaoyang Peak of Huashan Mountain without hindrance.

But Xiaoyun Peak is not so easy to climb up. Its mountain shape is like an upright vertical triangle, which is a natural barrier, with a height of more than a thousand feet, and a raging river underneath.

It is a ground-level master who is proficient in lightness kung fu, and may not be able to climb Xiaoyun Peak from the cliff.

But there were exceptions. There used to be a master of the hostile forces who used mysterious means to infiltrate Xiaoyun Peak, causing Huashan to suffer heavy losses.

It's okay to rest in peace, after so many years of peace, it's hard to make waves.

Today is different from the past. Huashan feels that the princess is coming to Huashan in person, and the visitor is not kind. This flaw naturally needs someone to guard it.

But in fact, the effect is almost zero. Anyone who can climb the cliff and climb Xiaoyun Peak must be a master. Except for the unknown Ye Qing, the others probably can only send a warning arrow to remind Huashan.

Of course, two battalions of Blood Tiger Army armed with siege equipment, plus a few masters, can destroy Mount Hua. There is no need to go around and use such methods. Probably the high-level people have thought of this level, but they didn't. Paying too much attention to Xiao Yunfeng.

Probably consistent with the thinking of the high-level people, these sentries didn't take their work seriously at all, and they all got together to chat.

"Liu Wushuang, the tenth princess of the Great Han Dynasty, has a stunning appearance and is known as one of the three beauties of the Great Han Dynasty. I didn't expect her martial arts talent to be so outstanding. Before, she was unobtrusive, but she suddenly became a blockbuster. She challenged the new generation of geniuses from six sects in a row. Time is all about the limelight."

"Oh? Then there are two beauties?"

Compared with martial arts, a group of men tacitly asked about the beauty and surrounded a young man with a sallow complexion.

This guy is known as a know-it-all, and he has always loved to inquire about anecdotes and gossip.

"The other two, Liu Ruzi, the lord of the Ruthless Palace, and Lan Yinger, the saint of the Sun and Moon Palace, have both beauty and strength. Only Liu Wushuang has always been regarded as a vase. The vassal of the strong, I didn't expect... tsk tsk, it turned out to be the most outstanding figure in the royal family."

"Three beauties...that's too exaggerated, why is there no senior sister Yue Linger, I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"..."

More than a dozen people chatted happily, and they probably felt that the upper echelon of Huashan would be responsible for the sky falling, and it was not their turn to worry about the outer disciples and sword slaves.

Behind the boulder twenty meters away. Ye Qing lazily leaned on the rock, resting his hands on his head, listening to these people chatting silently, with great interest.

"How about going to meet the so-called three beauties Liu Wushuang?"

Ye Qing thought silently.

The reason why he is here is because two weeks ago, he and the deacon applied to come here. At that time, he was the only one. Naturally, if he wanted to be lazy, he would be lazy, and if he wanted to leave, he would leave. No one noticed, and this happened.

But he wanted to leave, he could leave at any time, at most he would be reported afterwards.

At this time, he suddenly looked towards the direction of the cliff, and noticed a strange movement. A group of people were approaching very quickly, clanking... like the sound of metal being inserted into a stone, resounding at intervals of four or five breaths.

Even the dozen or so people who were chatting with each other heard a strange sound, and the ground shook faintly, "Where is the sound coming from?"

When they reacted, a pale gray gust of wind from the cliff swept towards them.

Bang bang bang~ The strong wind spread, and these people were the highest and only low-ranked at the Mysterious Rank. As soon as they showed shock, they fell limply to the ground and fell into a coma instantly.

Smokey!

Immediately afterwards, the demonic energy rose, enveloping 11 people, centered on a man in black robe with a face as pale as paper, leaping up from the bottom of the cliff like an eagle, forming a uniform formation like a flock of wild geese flying south , slowly landed.

There are all kinds of men, women and children in this lineup, there are enchanting women who are exposed in the spring, old people like dead trees, and handsome young men, but all of these people have evil faces, grinning or sneering.

Only in the center, the man in white face and black robe holding a sword exudes a strong smell of blood, as indifferent as an iceberg.

When they landed on the ground, they were all startled, because the young man in Huashan's gray clothes tilted his head and looked at them. Shouldn't this person be unconscious?

Ye Qing stared at the bloody Han sword in the black-robed man's hand, feeling very familiar, what kind of bloody sword is it?

"Old Wangtou, you Zidu Miyan who claims to be 'unstoppable by the ground' is nothing more than that, and there is still a fish that slipped through the net." On the edge, the voice of the man wearing the hideous ghost mask was hoarse.

"Impossible...he must have just escaped the range of the mist." The old man, whose skin was as old as a layer of old bark, firmly denied that if he couldn't even fascinate a mere Huashan Sword Slave, he would still be worthy of the title "Poison devil"?

"Hmph, flashy things, if I knew it was like this, it would be better to let me take out their hearts one by one, and it would be straightforward and refreshing."

On the right side, a mighty 1.9-meter tall man, with his upper body exposed, showing dense scars, and wearing only gray shorts on his lower body, walked towards Ye Qing with a grin.

Three Absolute Demon Sects, Heart Demons—Tie Kuang!

"I was too lazy to kill you little shrimps, but if you didn't fall into a coma, it would be the worst bad luck in your life!"

"Look, you are so scared that you can't even speak? Don't worry, my hand is fast, like the wind. When you feel it, your heart will be gone."

Tie Kuang shook the hand with metal iron claws, and let out a burst of air.

Ye Qing looked at him blankly, in Tie Kuang's view, he was just frightened.

People have thousands of emotions, and fears are also different. He has seen a lot, some people will piss off, some will cry for their father and mother, and some will just faint from fright. Like this lowly sword slave in front of him, the behavior is relatively rare, directly Scary, if it is serious, there is no cure.

Tie Kuang thought so.

The other 10 people, the formation was not chaotic, the man in black robe was as cold as ice, slowly passed Ye Qing, and the rest followed closely behind, ignoring Ye Qing, they all had the same idea as Tie Kuang.

Of course, their judgment was not because of Tie Kuang, but because of the man in black, their sect master, Qin Qianjue!

This is a terrifying heaven-ranked master. Since he swallowed the Ten Thousand Blood Pill five years ago, he has been invincible and has conquered a group of subordinates in the Southwest Absolute Territory. It took another two years and thousands of lives to repair the Blood Jue Jian. He is already one of the pinnacle figures in the entire southern region.

Since the sect master didn't notice anything unusual, there must be no surprises.

However, in the next second, Qin Qianjue turned his head abruptly, and he felt a terrifying sword energy piercing through the air!

"Following the wind? But I'm faster than the wind."

Ye Qing withdrew his index finger, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

Tie Kuang in front of him had his chest pierced, blood was slowly flowing, he still kept a grin on his face, he took two steps without noticing it, and then fell to the ground.

At the peak of the ground level, without any resistance, without even having time to react, he died under a burst of sword energy!

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