Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

"What meal?"

When everyone was puzzled, they suddenly heard howling at the top of the mountain cliff, and there was a howl: "Awow--"

This sound seemed to fall from the sky, like some kind of danger signal. The sound of laughter and chatter came to an abrupt end, and the crowd suddenly became silent.

The night wind traversed between the deep valleys and high cliffs, sobbing like weeping. More than ten sounds of wolf howling one after another, from far and near, echoed repeatedly in the mountains and forests.

The thick clouds of the sky drifted with the wind, and the moon was covered with light, and the sky suddenly dimmed. The wind was more eager, the tree shadow shook, Meng Xueli raised his eyes, and suddenly a trace of coolness fell on his cheek.

At the same time someone was startled: "It's raining?"

Sporadic rain silk fell, and suddenly turned into thousands of rain silk flying, extinguishing the burning bonfire, hitting the jungle with a fine rustling sound, like countless silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

It should have been a rainy night, peaceful and quiet night, but at this moment, howling wolf, changing sky and falling rain happened unexpectedly, it seems that everything is clearly unknown.

More than 20 people stood up in unison, accompanied by a few crunches of tableware and chopsticks landing, anxiety and panic spread in the crowd.

They are located at the bottom of a valley with soft terrain and soft meadows, with high cliffs on both sides and dense forest cover.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the height of the dense forest on both sides of the deep valley. More than ten white wolves showed traces. The pupils glowed with a faint green light and gradually became a circumstance.

Someone's voice trembled: "It's a spirit beast! We are ambushed!"

"Finished! Fucked!"

The team was in an uproar. In the consternation, I do n’t know who knocked down the wine jar, the wine was flowing, and the strong wine flavor mixed with the broth flavor, drifting with the wind and rain.

At the same time, many people had the same idea: Who just said that this meal did not stop? Crow mouth!

Wang Xiaohua panicked and said: "Brother Meng, Brother Xiao, the enemy is coming, where are we going?"

He has seen the skills of the two of Hanshan, but the opposite is obviously a master beast master. He doesn't know how to raise spirits and beasts, and he takes advantage of the terrain.

Meng Xueli: "Just wait a moment." "Times of the Time" has already been disassembled by him into double swords, one in his hand and the other in Xiao Shiyun's self-defense.

Wang Xiaohua: "Ah?"

Ji Xiao: "Let everyone not panic, listen to my arrangement later."

His temperament was calm and his tone was indifferent, inexplicably convincing. Wang Xiaohua nodded and said loudly: "Calm down everyone! Brother Meng and Brother Xiao have a way!"

The noise gradually stopped, and everyone looked forward to the two of Hanshan.

Meng Xueli intends to show his skills in front of his disciples: "Wait a moment later, you stand farther and watch me move my muscles."

"Okay." Ji Xiao felt like he was raised in the deep courtyard, and he would be happy when he returned to the mountain forest, and wanted to follow his heart.

Ji Xiao brought the people together, drew a large circle on the ground with a sword, and told the mining team to stand in the circle and not to come out.

Everyone was puzzled. The circle looked like traces of childish scribbling with branches.

On the cliff, six master beast masters looked down and looked like scorpion ants. They saw the people at the bottom of the valley panicking and nervous like headless flies. They couldn't help laughing.

I don't know what to say below, the mining team is surprisingly quiet. More than twenty people gathered together. The innermost layer was the wounded and the outermost was the formation of the Runemaster. The formation continued to shrink.

The two were in tandem, independent of the crowd.

The man in the forefront pointed to the ground with his sword, and the black cloak hunted and flew, and the snow-and-blue cloak loomed under the cloak.

He looked up, gazing through the rain screen, the jungle, and the night, and accurately locked the position of the six people.

Out of the practitioner's intuition, the captain of the Beast Master Squad felt a little danger: "Who is this person?"

The companion beside the falconer looked at it: "Holding the sword, it should be Jianxiu? A condensed **** realm, nothing to fear."

The captain suppressed his uneasiness and patted the neck of the white wolf queen: "Go, bit their heads!"

The pack of wolves ran to the bottom of the valley, and a sharp long roar burst from the lips of the Beast Master, resounding through the forest.

I saw that the wolf pack was still halfway up the mountain at the moment, and it turned into more than ten white shadows in a blink of an eye, rushing down like lightning!

"Ah!" Someone in the mining team exclaimed.

At almost the same moment, Meng Xueli seemed to be a flying bird, so he jumped and flew towards the cliff. He was too fast, and Yusi brought white fog behind him.

The mining team stood nervously in the circle, watching him rush towards the wolves.

At the forefront of the wolf king is a person tall, with a huge body like a bear, but it is faster than the bear. The long hair trembles in the wind, and there is no trace of rain during the attack.

It opened a huge mouth, sharp teeth opened and closed, as if it could easily bite off Meng Xueli's slender neck.

Li Shunqi asked with a trembling voice: "What do we need to do?" Was the character thrown? What kind of symbols to throw? How much to throw? When is it thrown?

After finishing the circle, Ji Xiao held the sword and stood outside: "Look at him fighting." He thought again and said seriously, "When he comes back, remember to praise him for being powerful."

Everyone in the mining team was startled, and then nodded like a peck.

One person and one wolf met in mid-air, Meng Xueli's long sword cut through the rain curtain, without hacking or assault, but lifted high, the sword hit the wolf head straight down!

He seemed to be striking a dog with a long stick, the simplest and most rude, all-out blow, but moved like a thunder, with great power.

"boom!"

Everyone saw Xueliang's sword flashing, and a wailing sound rang out, and the giant wolf crashed down, rolling straight down the hillside, breaking the trees all the way, and the dust was splashing. And Meng Xueli was like a broken bamboo, flying with a sword and a bad wolf, and dashed all the way to the cliff.

The mining team at the bottom of the valley was shocked and disappointed, and the cliff was also silent.

The fighting strength of the Wolf King is equivalent to the monk in the late stage of obstacle breaking, and even more brave than the monk of the human race.

The captain of the Beast Master Squad suddenly changed color: "Not right!"

He was decisive, and another scream came out of his throat, ordering other spirit beasts to bypass this person and attack the people at the bottom of the valley.

No matter how powerful this sword repair is, after all, he is alone, without three heads and six arms. It is better to force him to turn around and rescue him, overwhelmed.

In the depths of the forest, the beast master's Li Xiao was endless. White wolves, foxes, poisonous snakes, and goshawks came out of the nest. The mining team panicked, but dared not move.

Recently, a bad wolf has ran to his eyes, and the windy wind hit his face, and the outside Rune Master could even see its sharp teeth and cold light.

The circled sword marks scratched the grass and dirt, leaving only a shallow trace, which was blurred by the rain in a short time.

However, when the evil wolf jumped with its four claws, the wolf head crossed the sword mark, but heard a crisp sound: "Slap."

A huge blood flower blooms in the air, the wolf head is cut by an invisible blade, the skin and muscles are cut at the same time, the cut surface is neat, only half is left, and the bones roll into the circle.

The other half was attached to the wolf body, smashed outside the circle, and the blood was surging.

Immediately afterwards, a bad wolf tried to hit the protective ring, and the blood mist was thin in the air.

"Vag!" Facing such a **** and horror scene, vomiting sounded from the crowd.

Someone secretly glanced at the Han Shan disciple with the surname Xiao, seeing that his expression did not change much, and then looking at the ground to show the sword marks, only to feel that the cold spring rain wet the coat, and the chill came into the bone.

The other fierce spirits were stunned by the misfortune in front of them. They rushed out of the circle and slowed down. They dared not step forward. Ji Xiao did not look at them, and looked at Meng Xueli in the distance.

On the cliff, the captain of the Beast Master turned his eyes red, scolded bad words, and shouted: "Retreat first!"

But it was too late, and Meng Xueli appeared in the dense forest. This sword was so fast that Yusi fell on the sword body, burning into white mist. From a distance, it looks like a fog sword.

With a loud bang, the clouds were scattered, and the captain of the Beast Master was shot to the ground for more than ten feet, and fell from the cliff to the bottom of the valley!

Meng Xueli knew what was going on behind him, and he knew that even if the Rune Master threw the runes randomly, the apprentices would hit them casually, and everyone could support them for a moment, just taking advantage of this short period of time, enough to subdue six of them.

The bottom mining team suffered too much shock tonight, and saw one person fall one after another, hitting not far away, and the dust and dust splashed into the sky. They should have exclaimed and screamed, but they were a little numb, not knowing what to do.

A figure emerged from the smoke and it was Meng Xueli carrying the sword back.

No sword repairer would "carry a sword" on his shoulder because he was unsightly. He really is not like a sword repair.

...

The Beast Master woke up in the pain and strong fragrance. They were tied to the tree trunk, and they could only watch the mining team gather near the fire and drink and eat meat.

Vaguely heard everyone chasing that sword repair.

"Brother Meng is invincible!"

"Brother Meng is brave and invincible!"

It was dawn and the rain stopped. After a spring rain, the valley was green and blue.

The captain shouted: "Hey."

The crowd looked at them, continued to eat and drink, and grunted. How could there be a fear of shrinking when I saw you at the beginning of last night.

"Yo." Meng Xueli didn't eat meat and walked pacedly. "You wake up? How do you feel?"

Another beastmaster said angrily: "I'm not as good as other people, but I'm not a bad breed. I want to kill or kill you! Let me be a ghost, who are you?" Like swordsmanship, I can't see any school.

I saw the people facing away from the crowd, lifted the cloak hood, whispered: "Meng Xueli, Ji Xiaodao."

The Beast Masters seemed to be **** in daylight: "Ah! You, you ... how are you ?!"

Meng Xueli was a little speechless, "Why can't it be me? I have seen it, and the jade fu and storage bag are handed over, you hurry and leave."

The six were stunned and did not move.

Meng Xueli said fiercely: "Unwilling? Come here, grab me!"

Ji Xiao smiled helplessly, and stepped forward to remove several people's storage bags. He did these things without realizing that he had lost his identity, and the little fellow was happy.

Meng Xueli took out the jade fu from the storage bag, and then ordered something. He was disgusted and said: "Anyway, it is also a disciple of the main school. How can it be poorer than loose repair? Is it embarrassing to go out?

Six people in Beiming Mountain can't wait to vomit blood. The most valuable asset of the master beast master is the spirit beast, and it has not entered your stomach!

Meng Xueli seemed to know what they were thinking: "Don't look at the pot, most of your spirit beasts are not dead, they are put back into the mountain forest." As he untied the rope, he urged, "Go!"

The captain of the Beast Master said coldly: "What the **** do you mean? I already know your identity, you let us go, you are not afraid to return the tiger to the mountain, and be retaliated by me in the future?"

Meng Xueli didn't care: "If you want to retaliate against me, everyone will do it again. If you can clean up once, you can clean up your second time. If you don't have any confidence, don't let me out!"

He was active in the bones, he was in a good mood, and he smiled again: "Actually, I am better at serving people by virtue than fighting. If in the future there will be a name in the world of spiritual practice, I hope I am-serving men by virtue. In the snow. "

The beast masters were sickened, their figures disappeared into the forest, and they disappeared.

Ji Xiao looked at the direction of the disappearance of the six people and tentatively said: "The revenge of killing the spirit beast is not common. The hatred is today, are you afraid that it will never end?" This is not like the style of the Snow Mountain King.

Meng Xueli leaned on the tree trunk and wiped the time of generations: "I know the law of weak meat and strong food more than anyone else. I will cut the grass and eradicate the roots when I meet the enemy. I will do the same forever. But then I wanted to drive. If someone else stumbles on you, do you need a life? No need. Unless I'm in a desperate situation of life and death, I don't want to hurt people's lives. "

Ji Xiao looked at him quietly: "Why do you want to drive?"

"I promised to pass Ji Xiao, and don't kill people on earth. What can I do if I don't think so?" Meng Xueli raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm just saying one thing and serving Meng Xueli with morals."

Early morning sunlight passed through the shadow of the tree and fell in his eyes. Ji Xiao looked at the bright eyes in those eyes, inexplicably shaking his heart, and an impulse appeared-as if eager to be more intimate with each other, such as holding hands, hugging, and even kissing.

At this moment, he finally understood this desire.

The author has something to say: Meng Xueli: I have always served people with virtue

Ji Xiao: Well!

Que Xianming: Vomit!