See Jiangshan

"Silly boy. Since I'm here, how can I give you a chance."

King Anshan sighed.

The aura around him changed subtly, and finally he no longer acted like a loving elder.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the beautiful scenery of high mountains, flowing water, and light clouds and wind no longer existed.The cold wind whimpered like a devil, and the river was bitterly cold.

Amidst the mist of the water, there was a gloomy blue light on the other side of the river.

Cheng Qianren suddenly felt a palpitation.Behind King Anshan, dense green lights appeared one after another, approaching the river from the dense forest on the other side.

It's the snow wolves, from more than ten to more than a hundred, like an army that has been lying in wait for a long time.

The wolf is as tall as a horse, its fur and bones are as hard as iron, and its pupils glow with a sinister light.

Cheng Qianren is no stranger to this kind of monsters. They are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, only high-level demons can control them, and they will even eat their masters when they are hungry or mad.In countless battles between humans and demons, most of the corpses on the battlefield entered their stomachs.

Where did the other party find them, and why did they use such a large number of snow wolves? Many questions came to mind, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the top priority was survival.

The wolves roared, and rushed into the river mighty and mightily, and the water splashed instantly, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

King Anshan's indifferent voice then sounded: "I have known every battle you have. Most of the practitioners who are in the same realm as you are not as strong as you in combat; they are not as ruthless as you, just like you. Those who dare to work hard are not as lucky as you. You are really lucky, otherwise you will die in Yunding Hall. Based on this alone, I have to be cautious."

The snow wolves rushed like the wind, and before they could say a word, the fastest one had reached the center of the river, with its front paws raised high, it leaped tens of feet, and ruthlessly slaughtered it.

Cheng Qianren's sword pointed at the ground, and did not move.

"boom!"

A spray of blood exploded in mid-air, three feet away from him, the patter of minced meat fell into the water, and a little scarlet splashed wet the hem of his clothes.

The next moment, the sound of the explosion was like a gust of wind and rain piercing through the forest and beating leaves, and countless bloody flowers exploded on the surface of the river!

Cheng Qianren manipulated the sword energy, calculated calmly, and completed the most efficient massacre with the least amount of real energy.

The rotten flesh and blood dyed the rolling river red, the picture is unaesthetic and disgusting.

The wolves knew no fear, roared frantically at the sight of blood, stepped over the corpses of their companions and charged forward.

His eyes penetrated the blood mist and water curtain, and locked on the people on the other side.

The man also stared at him indifferently.

Suddenly, a cold murderous intent was placed under the hood, and there seemed to be substantial pressure from all directions, causing dull pain in his muscles and bones.

Shengui Biyi's sword edge flickered with cold light, thousands of sword qi shot from it, and the sound of breaking the wind was loud.

Cheng Qianren's whole body was divided into two halves, fighting against the wolves while resisting the majestic pressure of King Anshan.

His sword finally moved, and the entire scarlet river rose into the sky, straight into the sky!

The endless stream of true energy suddenly charged in mid-air, and the snow wolves were torn apart before they could howl.

The sword energy pulls the water flow in the sky, forming thousands of water swords, all of which shoot towards the opposite bank.

Under the pale sunshine in early spring, it is like the twinkling of cold stars in the sky, and it is also like the yellow sand being blown up by a strong wind.

Cheng Qianren sneaked into the camp of the demon army the night before, as if he had entered a land without people, and people only saw the snowflakes and the moon passing by for a moment.But this doesn't mean that he is only good at the light and fast killing moves like 'Pinghu Luoxue' or 'Lonely Peak Shining Moon'.

'The yellow sand in the vast sea', the sky collapses and the earth sinks, and thousands of swords are fired.Because I have to.

The difference in realm determines the difference in real energy, the longer the stalemate is, the more unfavorable it will be for him, so he can only attack first and look for a turning point.

When the river surged into the sky, Cheng Qianren's figure faltered and disappeared without a trace.

In the water sword all over the sky, a point of sharp light, like gold dust and jade shavings, broke through the heavy pressure, and suddenly appeared a foot in front of King Anshan, pointing directly at the eyebrows!

Cheng Qianren thought that this sword was the speed limit of his current state.At any time, it is absolutely impossible to be faster than this time.

"Zheng!"

There was a clang of sharp weapons hitting each other, the opponent's protective essence was not broken, and his sword was slightly stagnant.

A long spear appeared out of thin air, running across the sword like an iron chain blocking the river.

Cheng Qianren retreated quickly!

It was already too late, the moment he saw the spear, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed.

It was as if all the sunlight between heaven and earth had been swallowed up by that gun, and only two inscriptions on the tip of the gun came into my mind: 'Beacon Fire'.

"boom--"

Thousands of water swords rushed backwards, causing severe pain to the bone, and the sky was spinning!

Cheng Qianren was like a kite with a broken string, flying tens of feet, smashing hard through the river.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel shot out.

King Anshan stood proudly alone, his brown thick shirt was wet by the river, as if stained with coagulated blood.

The long spear was held in his hand, and sparks scattered from the tip of the spear, making a terrifying 'chi chi' sound as it struck against the god and ghost Pi Yi.

Cheng Qianren spat out a mouthful of blood, supported the ground with his sword, and got up from the deep pit.

The other party lightly returned him a style of 'Huanghai Huangsha'.To 'see Jiangshan' against 'see Jiangshan', three of his ribs were broken abruptly.

war.The long-renowned royal sharpshooter was originally used by Princess Anguo.Now that the gun has changed hands, it means that the original owner may be in danger.

There were chills in his heart.

King Anshan said indifferently: "Spirits and ghosts Biyi are really extraordinary."

This made him feel unbelievable. Under the premise of a big difference in realm, he didn't kill the opponent with one blow.

As early as 50 years ago, he had vaguely seen the limit of his own cultivation path.But today, he couldn't see Cheng Qianren's limit.

The reason why geniuses are scary is that they are young enough and have unlimited potential, like vigorous saplings, with just a little rain or sunshine, they can break through boulders and go straight into the sky.

He felt more and more that he had traveled thousands of miles, and it was an extremely correct decision to come this trip, although it was a bit hard.The evil trees that are destined to block the way need to be removed as soon as possible.It's like pinching a weed.

The roiling river washed the flesh and blood into the abyss, and there were no snow wolves howling in the surrounding fields, only the howling wind and the roar of running water.

Cheng Qianren stood up, his movements were slow due to the severe pain, and the wound under his ribs could not stop bleeding.

The opponent obviously knew his sword well.The power of God and Ghost Piyi lies in inducing the celestial phenomenon, just like half of the lake in Nanyuan Taiye Lake was evaporated. If it weren't for the special leylines here and the closed aura of heaven and earth, he could have cut off the big river and blew up the whole city with one sword. mountain peak.

Here and now, it was a dead end.

This is the second time he has faced an opponent of this level, if he can survive... There are always many regrets in life, but it is a pity that he has no time to think about it.

"laugh!"

The long gun is coming through the wind at high speed!

The red flames at the tip of the spear burned horribly, evaporating the moisture in the air, leaving trails of blue smoke trails.

In front of Cheng Qianren's brilliance, countless magic tools and talismans were activated at the same time, most of which were gifts from the foundry master Qiu Bei.

Facing this shot, he did not hesitate to call out all means of life-saving, except the sword.

After the spear, King Anshan's expression suddenly changed.The god ghost Pi Yi's cold light suddenly appeared, and at some point he was thrown riskily by the other party, piercing his protective essence in an instant!

He yelled and threw his sleeves in anger!

The god and ghost Pi Yi flew over and returned to the sword master.

"If you want to kill me, the snow wolves are not enough, the beacon spears are not enough, and you need to pay more." Cheng Qianren wiped the blood from his lips: "Maybe it's his life."

The old man's sleeves were torn, blood dripped down the cuffs, and his majesty was no longer brilliant.

When he was in his prime, he didn't pay attention to this blow at all.However, the Yunding Hall left an old wound that hadn't healed, and his energy and blood surged immediately, making him slightly stagnant.

After only a moment's delay, Cheng Qianren's next sword strike had already arrived.

There was no gust of wind, nor thunder on the flat ground, but a simple and unpretentious sword shadow pierced straight out.

Pure speed and power.

Cheng Qianren's expression was calm, all his true energy was released, and he didn't hesitate to open the empty door.

At the beginning of a dead situation, one must risk one's life to end it, either the enemy's life or one's own life.

He saw the cold anger in the opponent's eyes, and the spear turned upside down, wrapped in flames and smoke, thunderous!

"boom!"

The earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and the river rushed to the sky!

Cheng Qianren's eyes went dark, and he only had time to avoid his heart, and his shoulder blade was directly pierced by the spear, but he suddenly became ruthless and clenched the handle of the gun!

Biting chill and excruciating pain overwhelmed him.

He could see nothing, he could hear nothing.The body is like duckweed, following the rolling river, falling into the abyss.

In the afternoon, the sky is blue, the sun is warm, and the fragrance of plants and trees is refreshing.

Cheng Qianren opened his eyes, the too bright light made him dizzy and uncomfortable, he thought drowsily, pain is a good thing, it proves that he is not dead.

If it still hurts after death, it would be too miserable.

When he regained his vision, he looked at the bamboo house and saw the person next to the bed.

The man was against the light, and smiled very awkwardly: "Are you awake? You can't die, it's amazing."

Cheng Qianren's throat was dry, and his eyes were fixed on the teapot on the table.

Ning Fu also helped him up, and poured down a mouthful of water, choking him so much that he coughed again and again.

"Farewell to Yunding Hall. It turns out that you haven't left all this time. You can't worry about me, my boss." Cheng Qianren escaped from death, speaking incoherently, "Hey, you are really the best boss. I shouldn't call you stupid that day."

Ning Fu still looked at him like an idiot: "It's over, my brain has been broken."

Cheng Qianren was startled, regained his composure, and waved his hand: "Is there anything to eat? Let's have a bowl of noodles."

"Man, I also went to the opening ceremony of the mountain, and you have secured the seat of the mountain lord, why are you still making trouble for me?"

Ning Fu also lowered his voice: "My junior brother and I have already lived in seclusion, living a happy life like a fairy, and one or two of you came here to fight. I have no temper?"

Cheng Qianren: "Do you have a conscience in life? Who am I to carry the burden for? Who should be the owner of the mountain?"

Ning Fu didn't bother to blame each other with him, so he brought a bowl of noodles to cover his mouth: "Bullshit mountain master, I'm the first floor master now."

"That's right, the landlord is safe all his life."

The Yangchun noodles were steaming hot, Cheng Qianren buried his head in eating.

The small building that Ning Fu returned was a bamboo building.Song Juefei lived upstairs, the room with the widest view and the most sunlight.

Bamboo houses are built in lush and isolated valleys.

Behind the building, the bamboo forest is rustling, and the water pool is sparkling with blue waves. On the rock wall above the water pool, hangs a ten thousand zhang waterfall, like the Milky Way hanging down, penetrating the sky and the earth, with no end in sight.

Cheng Qianren knew the end, because that's where he fell from.

Everything seems to be a lifetime away.He looked up at the cliffs and waterfalls, trying to recall that battle, and said to himself: "Is my life really good?"

Ning Fu still sneered behind his back: "When I picked you up, you were stabbed right through your face, your left hand was holding the handle of the gun that stabbed you, and your right hand was still holding Shengui Piyi, and you couldn't open your fingers at all."

Cheng Qianren was slightly shocked. In order to gain a chance of a ten-thousandth of a second, he prevented the opponent from drawing a gun to defend himself, but he did not expect to actually win the beacon fire.At the last moment, An Shan was forced by the violent sword to abandon his gun and retreat.

"Where's the gun?"

Before Ning Fu could answer, a voice shouted from upstairs, and he rushed to the back kitchen without looking back.

Leaving Cheng Qianren alone, he struggled to get off the wheelchair and creaked back to the house.

The dignified Lord Cheng Shan sat in Song Juefei's old wheelchair, waiting for food.

He was injured, his internal organs were all damaged, he couldn't raise his true energy, and he couldn't absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.He was in a coma for three days and three nights. He was really hungry and needed food and energy supplements.

The Yangchun noodles are not full, and the aroma of barbecue suddenly wafts from not far away, which is extremely tempting.

Cheng Qianren groaned and turned the wheelchair to find something to eat.

A woman was grilling fish by the pool. The bonfire was bright, plump mandarin fish were skewered on iron bars, and green smoke curled up.

Cheng Qianren didn't expect that the other party was also sitting in an old wheelchair and had to grill fish with limited mobility, which showed that he was physically disabled and strong.

He thought it was the cook that Ning Fu had hired to help, or the nanny who took care of Song Juefei's daily life. After all, Song Juefei was blind.

The middle-aged woman in the Jingchai sarong has a very gentle temperament and is skilled in flipping fish.

She said to Cheng Qianren: "Eat?"

"Excuse me. Thank you."

"No thanks." The woman smiled lovingly, "Eat more, after all, it's easy to come and hard to go."

Cheng Qianren was slightly taken aback.The sizzling grilled fish was removed from the 'iron rod', revealing the oily tip of the spear, and the two letterings shone brightly in the sun: Beacon Fire.

He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the woman.

"His Royal Highness?!"

Princess An Guo smiled: "Master Cheng Shan, it's a pleasure to meet you."