Chapter 486

Zangtiangu, located in the depth of Tianyang mountains, is not far away from wanjian Pavilion.

It takes only one day to get there.

The Tianyang mountain range has a vast range of mountains. Even within the jurisdiction of wanjian Pavilion, it can be regarded as a large mountain range. The three dynasties of the great Xia Dynasty, the Jin Yan Dynasty and the Aoyang emperor Dynasty were all backed by this mountain range, only one mountain apart.

Because of this, there are numerous forces and a large number of warriors in the Tianyang mountains. It is a place where good and bad people are mixed up. It is common to kill people for treasure or pursue interests.

This is also one of the dangers of zangtian valley.

After a day's journey, Chu Xingyun and others have entered the Tianyang mountains.

Their identity is extraordinary, coupled with the existence of several strong spirits, along the way, almost no obstruction, even if there are martial arts, they dare not too close, far away from.

"Master, have you ever been to the Tianyang mountains?" In the procession, Lu Qingyao asks Chu Xingyun questions.

After entering the Tianyang mountains, Lu Qingyao found that Chu Xingyun seemed to be very familiar with this place, and her eyes often glanced around her, flashing flashes of divine light.

Lu Qingyao had never seen this before, so she asked curiously.

"I think so." Chu Xingyun replied with a smile. His dark eyes still looked around, looking at the mountains and trees in front of him, without too much explanation.

In fact, Chu Xingyun did come to the Tianyang mountains. Not only that, he lived in the mountains for two years.

Here a mountain, a tree, a valley and a flower, he is extremely familiar with.

However, these are the memories of the last life.

When Chu Xingyun got the nameless skill, he finally had a trace of self-protection ability, and began to wander around, looking for ways to quickly improve his strength.

Finally, he came to the Tianyang mountains.

The Tianyang mountains, which are adjacent to the three emperors, are not only rich in precious materials, but also full of bloody killing.

It is only here that Chu Xingyun can devour Wu Ling without fear and improve his own strength.

"Two years, although not long, let me know what is the jungle, but also let me realize the importance of strength. If not for all the Tianyang mountains, maybe there would be no tyrant in the past."

Chu Xingyun sighed in his heart and looked forward to the front. He had a feeling of revisiting his hometown, which was especially wonderful.

His eyes swept over, and when he saw a low solitary peak on the side, his sight suddenly solidified and stopped moving.

Chu Xingyun remembers this isolated peak clearly.

Because its shape is a bit like a sheep's horn, it is called sheep's horn peak.

At the beginning, Chu Xingyun wandered in the Tianyang mountains. In order to survive, he practiced hard day and night to improve his accomplishments, and killed many powerful masters in succession.

With the passage of time, unfortunately, it was discovered by those forces. The other side was furious, and immediately sent out countless experts to pursue and kill all day and night. Finally, Chu Xingyun was forced to this Yangjiao peak.

At that time, Chu Xingyun alone faced nearly a hundred people, seriously injured, almost to the point of dying.

Just when he thought he was going to die, an old man appeared and rescued him, and gave him spiritual elixir so that he could recover completely and survive the disaster.

After that, Chu Xingyun asked the old man about his origin, but the old man didn't tell him. He just threw a smile and left. He never appeared again.

"It's been a thousand years. I've forgotten what the old man looks like. If he's middle-aged from now on, I'm afraid it's hard to find him." Chu Xingyun pondered for a moment, and a vague scene appeared in his mind. He sighed with regret.

"There seems to be a fight ahead!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came out, interrupted Chu Xingyun's memory.

He gazed, but in the void ahead, there was a shadow of a large number of about a hundred people.

In front of this figure, there is a sharp figure standing in front of him, holding the sword with one hand, and looking at the front, there is a strong wind blowing on his body, but it can not make him shake, like a sword, standing proud of the sky.

Chu Xingyun examined carefully, and saw that figure was dressed in white, with a silver mask on his face, so that people could not see his face clearly, only showed a pair of dark eyes, emitting the light of the sky.

"Meteor, you killed the head of my crazy sword sect, and even ruined my reputation. Today is your death date!"

"And I, Ziyang sect, won't let you off easily. I'm bound to peel and tear you apart, so that you can experience the taste of life is not like death!"

"You have killed twenty-eight elders of xuesha valley. You will never leave alive."

……

One after another clamour, coming out from the crowd, makes the space extremely noisy and filled with cold and killing meaning.

These people, from various sectarian forces in the Tianyang mountains, gathered here at the moment to kill the man wearing the silver mask in front of him and vowed to let him pay for his blood debts.In the face of nearly a hundred people's killing intention, the man named meteor's mask actually laughed.

This smile, also let those people coincidentally shut their mouth, cold eyes in the past.

"The crazy sword sect is often unrighteous, and the head of the sect is violent. I kill it to do justice for heaven. Why not

The meteor's voice is clear and beautiful. He seems to be young. He holds his head high and says in a low voice: "the Ziyang sect has been inherited for a hundred years. He has exploited the surrounding cities for many times. I killed one of your vice Patriarchs to make an example. Is there any problem?"

"As for the xuesha Valley, those 28 elders have repeatedly attacked me in order to take away my storage ring. If they don't come to provoke me, how can I kill them?"

The meteor stretched out a finger and pointed it in the crowd one by one. When he reached a person, he said something to explain. His voice was not afraid at all. On the contrary, it became more and more sonorous and powerful, which made the faces of those people extremely ugly.

When it comes to the end, the momentum of the more than 100 people was actually suppressed by the meteor, but the killing intention that pervaded in the space became more and more cold, such as the cold wind, which could freeze through people's hearts.

"Shut up!" At the moment, an enchanting woman in black stands out.

Her face was ferocious as a ghost, and she said: "I don't care what happened before, but today, your life will stay here anyway. You are poisoned by my poison spirit sect's eroding Yang blood. Even if your swordsmanship is excellent, you can't live!"

"Is it?"

Meteor's voice is still indifferent.

His right hand trembled, the sword moved, and the light of the sword bloomed, like a touch of exercise, the Milky way passed across, and it was constantly diffused in the pupil of the woman in black, and even completely printed into her eyes.

Puff!

A column of blood gushed out.

The woman in Black opened her eyes and lowered her head. However, she saw a blood hole in her chest, and her internal organs were broken into pieces.

Those people, too, were scared by the sword.

The woman in black is a master of the poisonous spirit sect. She has reached the heaven spirit level. However, she has no resistance to the meteor's sword and dies on the spot.

Poof!

The body of the woman in black fell to the ground and made a low sound, such as a heavy hammer, pounding hard on the hearts of those people, so that their bodies were covered with moribund killing machines.

"Work together, if this son does not die, we will never have a day of peace." A man roared and said, his body turned into black light and rushed to the front to kill him.

Seeing this man's hand, the crowd in the rear did not flinch any more. Everyone summoned up the spirit of martial arts, with all kinds of streamers and a rainbow of breath. They stirred up the void and turned the sky upside down. They did not hide their ferocious killing thoughts.

The roaring sound rang out, and the space was full of strong winds. Even the cliffs and cliffs passed by, a deep mark was torn. The sound was so powerful that you could hear it clearly within a hundred miles.

"That man's strength is so strong that he can face a hundred people with no fear at all!" Ning Lefan exclaimed, though separated by several miles, he could clearly feel the sword of the meteor, and his whole body was erect and shivering.

Many people's eyes are also looking at the past from afar. They are also amazed by the strength of meteor.

"That man's cultivation has reached the four levels of heaven and spirit. It's very easy to kill the one with a sword."

Chang Mingyang glanced at his eyes, but he was a little jealous. He said in a cold voice, "what's more, the Yang Gang Qi in his body is constantly losing, and soon the oil will be exhausted and the lamp will be dry. Since he is a dead man, why should he care?"

With that, he was about to step forward, but he felt that there was a breath blooming behind him, and the wind was blowing up.

The next moment -

under the attention of Chang Mingming's surprise, a streamer rose into the sky, like a sword shadow of breaking the sky, and swept away in a flash towards the direction of the scuffle!

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