Chapter 830

The lunar calendar has entered the winter moon.

The ground was covered with hazy white snow.

In the early morning, a pair of boots slowly stepped on the snow.

Looking at the scenery of the community, jiangbeichen looks a little confused.

"The wind is strong, the bow is blowing, the general is hunting in Weicheng. The grass is withered, the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is light. I passed Xinfeng city and returned to xiliuying. Looking back at the archery, the clouds are flat at dusk

A desolate diction comes from the hoarse mouth.

Jiangbeichen closed his eyes, and the ballads of the western region were not suitable for the situation in the pink city of Acropolis.

But at the moment of heart, but abnormal surging, as if to see a thousand troops, the battlefield of autumn order!

"Junmen, but do you miss the brothers in the barracks?" Zhao Qun came to his side and put on his cloak.

Jiangbeichen raised it and sighed: "it's been a few months now. How are you brothers?"

"Don't worry, junmen. Since you defeated the red moon army last time, no one in the whole Middle East dares to make any provocations. Even the old devil on the border between Iran and Iran dares not make any moves!" Zhao Qun said respectfully.

"That's good, but let them breathe in this world, after all, there is a disaster. When I finish handling the affairs in the capital, I will uproot these evils!"

Jiang Beichen takes a deep breath and slowly reaches out his hand to catch a wisp of snow.

Watch it melt in the palm.

"Today, it's snowy!"

"Yes, junmen, I have informed Zhili battalion this morning. If Zhang Yin and his family dare to escape, none of them will stay!" Zhao Qun was awe inspiring in his eyes.

It is the crime of the red people to kill their mother.

Today, it must be the death of Zhang Yin, LV Meng and Zhou yunyun.

"But junmen, I heard that these two families were in collusion with the people of Tianshan sword pavilion a while ago! I'm afraid I'll be prepared today! " It suddenly occurred to Zhao Qun.

"Tianshan sword pavilion?" Jiang Beichen sneers at the corner of his mouth and looks very disdainful.

"It's said that Mo Bai, the sword saint of Tianshan Mountain, is the strongest man in the world. I've heard the legend of this man in the West. I'd like to see him if I have a chance!" In jiangbeichen's eyes, there seems to be a flame beating.

Although he was determined by Xuanqing, he never really verified his strength.

Even in the face of the strong in the Middle East and the west, he never frowned.

It can be said that in the past, none of the players he faced could play. He didn't know where his strength was.

It should be that sentence, invincible is how lonely.

However, according to his own estimation, his current strength must be above the martial saint, right?

But now, with the cold and poison, and the suppression of magic skills, I'm afraid there will be some pressure in the face of the martial saint.

"Junmen, this Mobai is really not simple. It's said that when he was young, he always ranked first in the Hualong list. It was not until 30 years ago that he quit the Wulin and went into seclusion in Tianshan Mountain!" Zhao Qun said quickly.

The experiences of successful people are surprisingly similar.

I don't know what kind of earth shaking situation it will be if the new and old Hualong ranking first meet.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qun could not help feeling a little excited.

"Not to mention him, where are Zhang Yin and LV Meng now?" Jiang Beichen's eyes gradually become cold.

When the day of light snow comes, it's time to clear my mother's hatred!

"Huijunmen, these two people are now living in the manor of the LV family. Now all the important members of Zhang Yin's family have concentrated in the manor. Zhou yunyun paid for more than ten small helicopters from South China." Zhao Qun had a strange smile on his face.

"This is Want to run? " Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes and said faintly, "get the Red Star 28 ready for me. Get a fight and boom it for me. None of these ants want to leave the Acropolis alive!"

"Yes

Half an hour later, a dark green jeep slowly came to the door of a manor in the northern suburbs.

The door opened, a pair of boots slowly stepped down, an invisible gas sent out, shock scattered around the snow, when the pair of steps into the courtyard, even the whole courtyard seemed to follow a slight tremor.

The courtyard was empty.

Jiang Beichen enters with a negative hand, just like walking in his own home. Zhao Qun follows him, with an alert expression on his face.

Because he felt murderous in the yard!

And the murderous spirit is very sharp, as if to split the skin in general!

This kind of feeling, the general master can't feel, I'm afraid only pneumatic above cultivation, can feel particularly deep!

"Junmen..."

"When you come, you will be at ease."

Jiangbeichen waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards a big river in the manor.

The river is a man-made river, but it is majestic. From a distance, it looks like a big blue sword, which is daunting.

"Is such a big battle for Jiang?"Jiang Beichen looked at the two sides of the river and couldn't help sneering.

Laughter reverberated around the emptiness, full of banter and banter.

Hey! Hey!

At this time, dozens of figures, like ghosts, flashed on the river one after another and surrounded them.

These dozens of figures are all ancient costumes, just like the Shu mountain disciples in TV series. All the white clothes are floating, and the breath is sharp, just like a sharp sword coming out of the sheath. There is a sword breath in it. And in their hands, each of them is also holding a water of green sword, above which the cold light flickers and the killing intention is awe inspiring.

Creak, creak!

In the distance, an old man, dressed in white, with crane hair and childlike face, came from the snow with a canvas package on his back.

This person's step is very light, three or two steps, have already come near.

"Are you the boy who killed my fifth younger martial brother?" As he walked, the old man slowly took off the two canvas packages on his back.

"Are you from the sword pavilion?" Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, this person gave him a general feeling, but the two canvas packages made him feel a bit fierce.

These should be two swords!

And it's two ancient swords, even the level is higher than the blood drinking sword used by Jinke last time!

"Boy, you have the insight to see that I am Zhao Kuo, the second generation disciple of the sword Pavilion!" Zhao Kuo was awe inspiring.

"Since you killed my fifth younger martial brother Jinke, you are the enemy of my sword Pavilion!"

"I'll give you two choices now. One is to cut off your arms and come back with me to be a prisoner for a hundred years. I may spare your life!"

"Two, I personally cut off your head to avenge my fifth younger martial brother!" Zhao Kuo looks like he's eating Dingjiang Beichen, because he's already laid a net on both sides of the river. He can't escape even if he has excellent martial arts!

"Bold!"

"Let my army be a prisoner, but also my army head? Believe it or not, I'll lead the army and level your Tianshan sword Pavilion! " Zhao Qun immediately stepped forward, a sudden burst of momentum.

WOW!

The children of the sword Pavilion all around suddenly fell into a state of shock. Most of them are in the realm of inner strength, which naturally can't resist the strength of pneumatics. However, there are three old men who are very steady, just like the pines, standing still.

These three people are all masters of martial arts!

"It's just pneumatic. How dare you teach in front of the master? It's just too much for me

One of the bearded elders gave a sneer and stamped his feet. Suddenly, a huge spike came out of the ground under Zhao Qun's feet and stabbed it at Zhao Qun's chest!

Zhao Qun's face changed.

Although he has extraordinary talent and is already a master of pneumatics, he is still far behind the master of martial arts. In the face of such an attack, he is still full of despair.

And at this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly took out his hand, just gently waved his sleeve, and the thorn burst out in an instant.

"I don't like this way of greeting!"

Dong!

Jiangbeichen also stamped his foot. Suddenly, the foot of the martial arts master who just shot also arched out a thorn, like a dragon, and stabbed at the martial arts master!

Poof!

Sharp soil stab instantly penetrated the master's chest, the old man's face was incredible, slowly lowered his head, eyes gradually lost vitality. Finally, he fell down.

For a moment, there was a complete silence.