I have a system and I cultivate immortality

The lush Jiuyun Mountains are full of vitality.

A deep and secluded canyon blocks the official road ahead, keeping the Jiuyun Mountains away from the turmoil of the world.

The sun was setting in the west, a few rays of sunlight passed through, and a few light spots were faintly visible.

This place is called Yixiantian.

It is the last barrier in the Jiuyun Mountains.

In front of the secluded canyon, stood a burly man. He was wearing black armor and holding a broad sword. His body was filled with boiling murderous aura, and he had the aura that one man could hold a barrier against ten thousand others.

Behind him, dozens of black-armored warriors gathered, looking forward with equally murderous intent.

Da da da.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps rushing towards this side.

"Commander, Situ Mufeng is here!"

In a moment, a masked man in black presented an arrow and solemnly said: "This person will definitely arrive here within a quarter of an hour!"

"very good!"

A click.

The feather arrow was broken in half in the hands of the commander, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, he said angrily: "King Hanyang has given an order, if we can't catch Situ Mufeng again this time, we will go back with our own heads! "

"Yes!"

Dozens of warriors behind him responded in unison and took out their weapons.

The murderous aura gathered to form a terrible hurricane, raging in all directions.

The commander-in-chief smiled coldly. Dozens of dead soldiers trained by the King of Hanyang himself were still afraid that they would not be able to defeat this Situ Mufeng?

A small casual cultivator dared to go against King Hanyang. He was simply seeking death!

Right now.

A gentle sound of footsteps echoed in the valley.

Ahead, at the twists and turns of the mountains, a young man wearing plain clothes appeared.

This man has delicate features, long hair flowing in the wind, and a pair of sharp eyes flashing as he looks at the burly man in front of him with a half-smile.

"The dead soldiers of King Hanyang?"

He sneered, a murderous light flashed between his brows, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that you are determined to fight to the death."

"Situ Mufeng, I will take your life!"

The commander-in-chief showed a slight sneer.

If the King of Hell asks you to die at the third watch, you will not survive until the fifth watch!

King Hanyang's words have completely denied your fate.

What's more, you killed the son of King Hanyang, which is a dead end!

"kill!"

With an order, dozens of black-armored warriors behind him charged towards Situ Mufeng like a torrent.

"How much will come, how much will I kill!"

Situ Mufeng had a mighty momentum, and the vitality in his palms was gushing out. He held a long sword in his hand and cut out a blazing sword light!

puff!

The oncoming black-armored warrior was in a blink of an eye, and his head was in a different place.

The terrifying surge of sword energy shook all directions.

puff puff.

A few more wisps of blood bloomed, and the corpses of several black-armored warriors lay bleeding on the side.

"kill!"

The commander shouted violently, stepped on the air, and slashed at Situ Mufeng in the air!

The sword light roared past, and the energy was like the roar of a long dragon.

Situ Mufeng felt a huge mountain pressing down on him, and a trace of panic finally appeared in his calm eyes.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron resounded.

Then, there was a plop.

Situ Mufeng endured the fierce blow from the commander and fell to his knees half on the ground.

His arms trembled slightly, and traces of blood dripped from the tiger's mouth.

Domineering and powerful!

The commander-in-chief is simply too powerful.

His brute strength was endless, and Situ Mufeng could not compare with him at all.

"die!"

The commander's eyes were red, and his strong murderous intent was instantly released, and he kicked Situ Mufeng in the chest!

boom!

With this kick, Situ Mufeng's body fell back several feet, hit the boulder behind him, and vomited blood.

Seeing that Situ Mufeng was already injured, the commander-in-chief had a sneer on his lips and shouted: "Take it down!"

In the deep valley, the killing continued.

Situ Mufeng became more and more courageous as he fought, not caring about the knife marks on his body.

Outside the deep valley, the corners of Ye Yao's mouth turned up, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that this person is Situ Mufeng. He is really good and worth making friends with."

"Have you heard of him?"

Qinghe raised his bright eyes, puzzled.

Ye Yao smiled faintly and lowered his head just in time to see the vast expanse of white snow in Qinghe. He coughed dryly, touched his nose, and continued: "Situ Mufeng's reputation is greater than that of a playboy like me. In the imperial city, I met the King of Hanyang. The son...the girl then cut off his son's...with a sword.

Later, this man was chased by the King of Hanyang, so in a rage, he found an opportunity and chopped the son of the King of Hanyang with a sword.

Immediately, this man became famous and became a hero praised by everyone in the imperial city. "

After hearing this, Qinghe twisted his proud body, opened Ye Yao's claws, and said quietly: "The King of Hanyang and the King of Xihou can be said to be allies. How about we save this man?"

Ye Yao smiled faintly, smelled the faint fragrance of Qinghe's hair, gently lifted her chin, and said with a smile: "It seems that my Qinghe is still very smart."

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

This sentence is not wrong at all.

What he needs most now is strength. Although Situ Mufeng has no enmity with King Xihou, he does have enmity with King Hanyang.

However, this is enough.

Others don't know, but he does.

King Hanyang had been spying on the Ye family's Zhennan army for a long time. The purpose of his collusion with King Xihou was to deal with King Zhennan and replace him.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for meeting Situ Mufeng on the road and starting a side mission."

"Let's go, it's our turn!"

Ye Yao took Qinghe's soft and boneless jade hand and walked towards the valley of Xianxiantian.

……

"Haha, if you want to kill me, it's impossible without you paying a price!"

Situ Mufeng stood with his sword in hand. There was blood foam on the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and he was about to run out of oil.

Beside him, corpses lay scattered on the ground, and blood flowed into a stream.

"Situ Mufeng! I will definitely ask the King of Han to cut you into pieces!"

The commander's teeth were cracked and his eyes were cracked. He raised the broad knife in his hand, his murderous aura surging.

Of the team of dozens of dead soldiers, even though Situ Mufeng was injured, only eleven people were killed!

Even if Situ Mufeng is captured, how can he face the King of Hanyang?

"kill!"

Murderous aura overflowed, the commander roared, and slashed at Situ Mufeng again.

Right now.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

A burst of applause echoed throughout the valley, interrupting the ensuing fight to the death.

"With stupid men like you, King Hanyang's son deserves to be chopped with a sword. It seems that it is a wise move to hug King Xihou's lap."

Immediately, everyone's pupils shrank.

I saw two figures slowly appearing in front of everyone.

A young man dressed in white as snow, holding a folding fan, with a mocking look on his face.

Next to him was a peerless beauty with a slender figure and straight legs, who was also looking at everyone with an indifferent expression.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The commander's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Ye Yao and Qinghe very warily, and shouted: "We are the subordinates of King Hanyang, please don't meddle in other people's business!"

"To say you are stupid is to flatter you!"

Ye Yao sneered, and then said indifferently: "I told you, King Hanyang, I still don't take him seriously!"