Chapter 560

Under the blood moon peak, in the hut, a big iron pot was steaming.

An old man walked shakily to the stove with dry firewood in his arms. From time to time, he bent down and coughed.

Beside some shabby wooden tables, two XueYue sect disciples in crimson cloak were drinking tea in boredom.

"I said, brother, what's the origin of the boy named Wuji that makes our blood moon peak like a great enemy?"

"It is said that the young Lord was planted in his hands many times when he was in Guiyang. Didn't that boy take someone to hit the blood moon peak last year? His sword technique is really powerful. If I hadn't been clever at that time, I would have died under his sword! "

"But why did he oppose the blood moon sect? Can he still be the opponent of our sect leader ye? "

"Lord Ye's divine skill is unparalleled in the world. How can a boy who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth be the opponent of the leader?"

They chatted while drinking tea. The summer sun made the air a little muggy. Fortunately, in the mountains, the breeze kept blowing away a lot of boredom.

"In three days, the young Lord will marry the third lady of the earthly edge Pavilion. Hey, I don't know how Dugu Xue looks, but..."

"Even if it's a country and a city, it's also the blessing of the young Lord. You don't want it anymore. You dare to fantasize here."

"I don't dare. I just envy the little Lord. The little Lord is romantic and has countless women around him, but I can still marry the third lady of the earthly Pavilion..."

At this time, a sharp sound of breaking the wind came, and a bamboo chopstick was inserted on the wooden table, leaving only half an inch outside.

They were suddenly surprised. At the same time, they turned around and saw the old man washing dishes and chopsticks with his back to them. One man angrily said, "old man Qi, are you crazy?"

The old man ignored them, only coughed gently, turned around, picked up a teapot, took a large covered bowl, and walked tremblingly to a corner of the hut.

They turned around strangely. At this time, they were almost in a cold sweat at the same time!

At the wooden table in the corner of the hut, I don't know when I sat down with a young man with a beautiful face, white royal clothes and white skin.

He still held a fine steel fan in his hand, and the handle was two inches longer than the ordinary folding fan.

Old man Qi put down the teapot and cover bowl and asked, "are the guests going to the Chenyuan pavilion?"

The young man calmly poured half a bowl of tea, shook it gently and said, "this is the blood moon peak?"

Lao Qi said, "exactly."

"Then I came here."

"Who is the guest? Why are you going to XueYue peak? "

"You don't need to know who I am, but I can tell you what I do when I go to XueYue peak!"

When he spoke, he threw the tea bowl in his hand, and the tea bowl fell steadily on the table. Unexpectedly, it didn't spill at all.

The old man's turbid eyes suddenly shot. His seemingly old and slow body suddenly shot back like a frightened rabbit.

"I'm here to kill!"

The young man stood up slowly. With a gentle wave of the refined steel fan in his hand, he opened it with a "wow", and the edge of the fan was faintly lack of cold light.

"You want to die!"

Two XueYue sect disciples were surprised and reacted. They didn't expect that someone would dare to be so arrogant under the blood moon peak, and they were surprised for a moment.

"Shua Shua", two steel knives came out of the scabbard, and two XueYue sect disciples separated, one left and one right, forcing the young man.

"This boy must be a helper from traceless. He dares to die alone!"

A man smiled grimly and chopped at the young man with a steel knife pocket in his hand.

With a wave of the steel fan, the shadow of a fan was like the wind. The knife in the hand of the disciple of the blood moon sect stayed in the air. When the blade was less than three inches away from the young man, he suddenly lost his figure in front of him. Then the throat was cold, the whole body immediately lost its strength and stood stiff. For a moment, the steel knife in the hand fell to the ground, and a blood arrow spewed out of the throat.

Another disciple of XueYue sect had already cut off with a knife, but he soon regretted it.

The young man folded the folding fan in his hand, sank and pulled, and then he felt a sharp pain in his waist, which made him weak and sweaty, and involuntarily hooked down.

Then a white shadow passed in front of him. While watching his companion fall slowly, his throat also spewed blood.

Both of them had a broken throat!

The old man retreated more than three feet. A thin and dark hand grabbed on the stove, a red light shone, flew up with burning firewood, and ten thousand sparks flew to the young man.

The young man looked cold, hit his left hand on the wooden table and flew sideways. It seemed that he was afraid that Mars would stain his clothes, and he could not tolerate any dust to stain himself.

What the old man pulled out of the stove was an iron sword. The iron sword was made of a whole piece of iron. The iron sword was red in the firewood. There was nothing wrapped around the handle. However, he held it in his bare hands, as if he didn't feel it.

"How many people have you come? Show up!"

When the old man got his iron sword, he suddenly stood tall and straight, his eyes shining suddenly, and shouted in a short voice.

The young man dodged but thousands of sparks, kicked his feet on the wooden fence, and pointed the steel fan in his hand at the old man.

"How about I'm alone?"

In the sound of words, the steel fan was as quick as the wind and attacked the old man's face.

The old man waved his iron sword with a hot iron fan.

With the sound of "Ding", sparks splashed everywhere. As soon as the iron sword touched the steel fan, it immediately turned and swept away to the young man's throat like lightning.

Just now, the two XueYue sect disciples didn't see how the young man made the move, so they were cut off almost at the same time. The old man knew that the young man was very good at martial arts and made a decisive decision. If he didn't make a quick decision, he might be his opponent.

Therefore, his moves and changes are very quick, and the direction of his sword is also very poisonous.

The young man probably didn't expect that the old man changed his moves so quickly. The ape arm turned around, and the steel fan "Shua" opened and sealed it to the sword edge.

The blade stabbed on the fan and made a sound of gold and iron. Almost at this moment, the steel fan was closed, the blade was closed into the steel fan, the wrist turned, and the iron sword was led aside.

The old man was surprised, drew his sword and stabbed back on his side.

The two men fanned their swords in the teahouse. In the twinkling of an eye, the old man felt the pressure. At the same time, his left hand tried to go deep into his arms several times to take something, but he was always forced to give up halfway by the wind and rain.

When the iron sword was wielded, a wooden column was cut off by a sword. The young man flew lightly. Suddenly he came behind him. He couldn't turn back. He stepped forward three feet, turned his body, and waved his sword back.

However, at this moment, his wrist hurt, his long sword was unstable and fell to the ground.

In fear, a chill came from his throat, and the sharp steel fan had been forced on his throat.

"Say, ye Kurong can be on the mountain?"

Although the old man was forced by the steel fan and his life hung in the hands of others, he sniffed his words and sneered with disdain: "if you want to kill, you can't know any news from my mouth."

The young man's eyes narrowed, a cold light came out, and the cold voice said, "I want to kill ye Kurong. As long as you tell me whether he is on the mountain, I can spare your life!"

"Joke, with your strength alone, do you want to break into the blood moon peak?"

Then his left hand slipped into his arms.

The young man shouted, "you want to die!"

The old man gave a dull hum. The sharp edge of the steel fan crossed his throat. He looked up and fell straight. Then at the moment he fell to the ground, his left hand suddenly took out an object from his arms and threw it back with his last strength. The object fell into the stove without bias.

A sharp whistle sounded, a blue flame burst from the stove, broke through the straw shed and flew to the sky, and then made a loud noise. A blue flower bloomed in the sky for a long time.

The young man flashed out of the hut, looked up at the blood moon peak and said to himself, "how can I let you marry a gloomy waste!"

When he spoke, the steel fan in his hand was closed, and with a long roar, he flew to the blood moon peak.

On the blood moon peak, in the open place in front of the general altar of blood moon sect, Dongfang Ao flew out of the hanging door, looked at the blue fireworks gradually disappearing in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "is that boy really coming?"

Immediately after, another sharp whistle sounded, and a blue flame rose into the sky.

Dongfang Ao was slightly surprised. He was about to return to the general altar. He saw a disciple of XueYue sect coming quickly and shouting from a distance: "please stay, sir. Someone broke through at the foot of the mountain. Several brothers have died in his hands."

Dongfang Ao was stunned and said, "is it the boy without trace“

The disciple came forward, knelt on one knee and said with a fist: "no, that man holds a refined steel fan. His lightness skill is excellent and his hand is fierce! Old man Qi in the teahouse has been killed by him, and now the blue flag disciples are trying their best to kill... "

Dongfang Ao was nervous. He calmed down immediately after hearing the speech and said proudly, "what's the panic? Just one person let you lie like this? "

After saying that, he threw off his robe sleeves, turned and walked to the suspension bridge, and said, "tell the elder ran that if anyone can break into the blood moon peak, he can thank the elder for his death!"

The disciple was obviously stunned, but he knew the relationship between the Xuanwu venerable and ye Kurong. Although he was only a guest Qing in the blood moon sect, in fact, in the eyes of all the disciples, he was the deputy leader below the leader and above ten thousand people, so what he said was still of great weight.

The disciple promised loudly and got up and ran down the mountain.

In the conference hall, ye Kurong sat in the tiger skin chair, looked at Qu Quan and Yin Gou coldly, and remained silent for a long time.

For a moment, Dongfang Ao strode in. Ye Fengchun asked calmly, "what's going on outside? Did the traceless boy break in“ Dongfang Ao bowed and said: "I report to the leader. According to the blue flag disciples, it is a person who wants to break into the mountain. Now he has been intercepted by the clear elder at the foot of the mountain. The leader doesn't have to worry."