Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible - Chapter 635

The qi and blood soared to the sky, like a cloud.

Under the impact of the momentum, the hundreds of disciples of Luoxue Sect only felt shaky.

The horses that Luo Xuezong pulled the cart all had weak legs and were about to fall to the ground.

“Ha ha–”

A four-foot-tall black mad wolf rushed towards the lead frame of Luoxuezong. A young man in black armor on the back of the mad wolf smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the door of the carriage.

“It’s from Fengyun Village!”

Standing beside the frame, the elder Luoxuezong glared, and let out a low voice.

“Kuraga-”

Gao Chong, who had been guarding the side of the frame, jumped up, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and pointed it directly at the palm of the young man who stretched out his hand.

The sword came suddenly, and the young man made a “Huh”, and in the other hand, a machete was drawn out, and the blood-colored blade slashed towards the top of Gao Chong’s head.

If Gao Chong did not retreat, this knife could split him in half.

Three feet.

One foot.

With the blade on the head, Gao Chong seemed to be unaware, and the sword was still pointing at the outstretched palm of the black armored youth.

When the blade crossed, Gao Chong was naturally at risk of losing his life, but the blade would also cut off the palm of the black-armored youth.

A life for a palm.

The young man in black armor narrowed his eyes, and the blade was one point faster.

The edge of the machete swept through the messy hair on the top of Gao Chong’s head.

“call out–”

There was no time to let go, the black armored youth retracted his sword and shrank his palms, sandwiched the mad wolf, wiped the frame, and disappeared in a flash.

The blade of Gao Chong’s long sword wiped a trace of blood.

The mad wolf rushed out ten feet away, swirled, roared wildly, and turned around.

The black-armored youth sitting on the back of the mad wolf raised his left hand and brought it to the corner of his mouth.

A trace of blood oozes from the back of his hand.

“Huo-”

“Huo-”

The black armor is like the ocean, surrounding the white convoy.

All the disciples of the Falling Snow Sect were trembling, and the long swords in their hands were unsheathed and blocked in front of them.

In the distance, a team of teams from various sects looked over.

“It’s from Fengyun Village.”

Someone changed color slightly and spoke in a low voice.

“Who messed with Fengyun Village? These lunatics never make sense.” On the hilltop, a Taoist in a green robe frowned and said in a low voice.

Fengyun Village, that is a big force on the snowfield.

Among them, Yuan Fengguan, the master of the Dazhai in the Sixth Stage of Congenital Realm, is a demon king who behaves erratically.

In the entire stockade, there are more than ten people in the Innate Realm.

This kind of formidable strength made Fengyun Village hold down the area for thousands of miles, and neither righteous nor evil dared to disobey.

The key point is that Fengyun Village has always been unruly, doing a lot of dirty work, and acting extremely domineering.

The matter of killing the sect and killing the faction has always been rushed.

“That one, isn’t that the young master of Fengyun Village, who is known as Yuan Crazy?” Someone in the distance flashed a look of fear, and he couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

“Yuan is crazy? Is it the young master of Fengyun Village who claims to be more cruel than his father and has killed countless people?” The faces of the warriors in gray robes were pale.

“This time, there is Yuan crazy to participate in the snow field hunting. I don’t know how much blood and blood it will cause…” An old man in a white robe sighed and said softly.

Above the snow, the Luoxuezong team surrounded by circles was restless.

Gao Chong, who was holding a long sword, did not change his expression and raised his head slightly.

“Boy, you are very good.” Yuan Kuang’s face flashed ruthlessly, his eyes fixed on Gao Chong.

“The young master of Japan is in a good mood today, and I won’t care about you.”

“Drag your saintess from the frame and present them to me.”

“From now on, you will be the sword in my hand.”

Yuan Kuang’s face flashed madness, and his eyes swept across the Fallen Snow Sect team.

“Give you ten breaths to consider.”

“After ten breaths, this young master will kill all of you.”

Yuan’s crazy eyes turned from Gao Chong and landed on the elder who was beside the frame.

Behind him, an old man in a leather robe leaned forward and whispered a few times.

A frenzy flashed on Yuan’s face, sticking out his tongue and licking the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Beheading the innate, that’s fun…”

There was danger and fervor in his eyes.

“Brother Xu Cheng, another one is coming to rob me.”

“Look, what to do…”

“Will you protect me…”

In the frame, Yu Luo’s voice suddenly sounded.

This voice is so charming that it makes people feel that the bones are soft.

Yuan Kuang, who was originally intent on killing people, was stunned and his eyes widened.

“Saint…”

He pointed the machete at Gao Chong and shouted: “Boy, you have no chance!”

“Kill, rob the young master of the saintess!”

“This young master is mainly the Lady of the Fallen Snow Sect to be the Madam Yazhai!”

“Hoho-”

“Huo-”

The black armored wolf rushed forward with a loud shout.

The expression of the Great Elder of Falling Snow Sect changed dramatically, and he flew up.

Around him, the pale yellow gas turned into a zhangxu, illuminating a thousand zhang radius.

“Innate Double Layer!”

“Be careful, there are innate masters!”

“Elder Luoxuezong, they actually led the team with the Great Elder!”

Someone in the wolf ride shouted, and there were exclamations in the distance.

This time, Luo Xue Sect really brought out all the masters at the bottom of the box. The first master in the sect, the Great Elder personally led the team.

The leather-robed old man beside Yuan Kuang slightly changed his expression, and then laughed wildly: “Haha, it’s just right, robbing the Holy Maiden of the Fallen Snow Sect to be the master of the Shao Zhai, and killing one of the elders of the Falling Snow Sect, it’s really a double happiness. ”

On him, a dignified innate qi showed.

Congenital double!

The same innate second-level, his strength is more vigorous and aggressive.

The two innate astral qi collided together, immobilizing the flying snow in a radius of 100 meters, and then turned into water vapor.

“Haha, this young master has decided to **** his relatives today!” Yuan madly laughed, the machete in front of him, and the mad wolf slammed into Gao Chong.

In the rear compartment, Shao Santong and Shen Yuan flew onto the roof of the car, holding various medicinal liquids and elixir powders in their hands, ready to spill them at any time.

Although their cultivation base is only acquired, they have the level of a third-level pharmacist, and the various medicinal liquids and spirit medicine powders in their hands can exert unimaginable means.

“Two third-level pharmacists.”

“A congenital second-level expert.”

“This time, Falling Snow Sect has really made a lot of money.”

“Hehe, it’s a pity, I haven’t been on the gambling table yet, so it’s all lost.”

In the distance, many people whispered regretfully.

On the mountain road in the distance, a team of hundreds of swordsmen waited quietly. The first few people looked at the battlefield indifferently.

“Senior Brother Luo, this Fallen Snow Sect has a good relationship with our Fuyang Sword Sect, can we not fight?” The person who spoke was a young man in his thirties.

Hearing his words, several of the students around him chuckled.

The blue-robed swordsman who was in his 40s shook his head and said lightly, “The sect’s love belongs to the sect’s love. At this time, it is not worth it to hurt the elite disciples of the sect because of this emptiness.”

Hearing his words, a trace of disappointment flashed on the face of the questioning youth, and then he nodded.

“Hehe, Junior Brother Xu, young Mu Ai, a hero saving beauty, this is not as simple as the book says.”

“This is going to be fought with the blood of the brothers in the same sect.”

A middle-aged swordsman wearing a white robe and a short beard spoke softly.

“Alright, let junior brother see the dangers of the rivers and lakes, understand the world’s affairs, and the truth that you never want anything to happen.”

On the other side, someone laughed softly.

“Wow—”

In the distance, a team of more than 100 cavalry galloped towards the direction of the battle group.

Those knights in blue armor were strong in stature, their horses were riding the snow, and their battles did not disperse at all.

This team of knights immediately attracted a lot of attention.

“It’s the Jade River Sword Sect. They are allies of the Falling Snow Sect, and they are the backers of the Falling Snow Sect.”

“Hehe, what about the Jade River Sword Sect? Today’s calamity, they can’t stop it.”

The various sects watching around, some chuckled, some regretted.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Only strength is everything.

Before the Snow Plains Hunting Tournament started, a large family of sects was about to be wiped out.

“It’s a pity, I heard that the Saintess of Falling Snow Sect is really a beauty…”

A low sigh came from nowhere.

The roots of troubles.

The red face is lifeless.

In the frame of Luoxuezong, Yu Luo reached out and raised the curtain.

“It’s nothing to do with you, just practice well.”

Xu Cheng’s voice came.

At this time, the Great Elder and the leather-robed old man had already fought several times and fell behind.

The medicinal liquid in Shao Santong and Shen Yuan’s hands had also been thrown out and turned into clouds in the air.

Xu Cheng, who was sitting on the frame, raised his head, then reached out and pointed it out.

Not far away, Mu Yang, who was holding a bronze cauldron, was shocked, the sword box on his back squeaked softly, and the green bamboo sword was unsheathed.

“call out–”

As soon as the bamboo sword was unsheathed, a sky-rocketing sword energy rose.

This sword qi pierced through the wind and snow, and turned the sky into green.

Sword up.

The leather-robed old man who was fighting with the Great Elder of Falling Snow Sect instantly turned into two halves, and then was wrapped in the sword light and rammed downwards.

The green bamboo sword flashed across Yuan Crazy’s neck.

With a coquettish blood red, Jianguang turned into a stream of light, with a shrill scream, a roundabout, and directly rushed into the black armored mad wolf battle cavalry.

The sword light swept across, penetrating one after another body.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

After three breaths, the sword light fell back and inserted into the scabbard.

The blue light in the sky dissipated, the white snow turned into a blood-colored mist, and the mountains that had not been exposed for thousands of years showed black soil exposed by the transpiration snow.

In an instant, the black soil was dyed blood again.

“boom–”

Until this time, there were roars and whistling sounds throughout the whole world.

With one sword, kill thousands of knights!

“Ow—”

The black mad wolf howled in the sky, still immersed in the charge.

On its back, Yuan’s mad body fell, and was trampled to pieces by the mad wolves scattered behind.

Those mad wolves who lost the restraint of their masters ran around and rushed to many onlookers, causing all kinds of commotion.

Many people had to take action to kill the ramming mad wolf.

When the riots subsided, there was no sign of the Falling Snow Sect team ahead.

“They, they killed Yuan crazy? Are they really crazy? They are not afraid of Fengyun Village’s revenge?” Looking at the mess, someone turned pale and whispered.

“Haha, didn’t you see that sword just now?” Someone flashed disdain on their face and said coldly: “If you can kill a thousand knights with one sword, will you care about Fengyun Village’s revenge?”

The speaker looked up at the rolling clouds and whispered, “The sky on this snowy field is going to change…”

On the side of the Fuyang Sword Sect team, the leaders were all dumbfounded.

Only the 30-year-old youth who spoke up just now said in a low voice, “The people from Yuhe Jianmen went with Luoxuezong.”

Walk together.

Falling Snow Sect’s combat power is so strong that the Jade River Sword Sect has found a backer.

However, originally, the Fuyang Sword Sect also had such an opportunity.

Killing thousands of knights with one sword, such combat power, it is not necessarily possible to achieve above the fifth level.

Perhaps with the help of the might of the Divine Sword.

Could it be that Snowfall Sect has a divine sword?

Brother Luo, the leader of the Fuyang Sword Sect, shook his head and said lightly, “My generation of sword cultivators only rely on the sword in their hands, so why should I rely on the power of outsiders?”

“Let’s go, let’s go to the snowfield hunting.”

…

After half a day, the news here spread hundreds of miles around.

Some people even destroyed the Fengyunzhai brigade, and the news of the killing of the Shaozhai owner was sent to Fengyunzhai.

——————

The blue and white teams were running side by side, and the blue knights were clearly lined up.

The Luoxue Sect disciples in white robes were much looser.

But at this time, those blue-armored knights turned their attention to the direction of Luoxuezong from time to time.

Especially Mu Yang, who was carrying a sword case, attracted everyone’s attention.

“Yu Luo, tell your sister, was the sword just now the bottom of your Fall Snow Sect’s box?”

In the frame, a female swordsman wearing blue armor with long hair **** spoke in a low voice.

The female swordsman was two decades old, her body was full of vigor and blood, and her whole body was full of heroic spirit, which was in complete contrast to the lazy Yu Luo on the opposite side.

“Sister Liang, if you like that sword, just take it.”

Yu Luo waved her hand indifferently, then moved her body, leaned forward, and put her hand on the shoulder of the blue-armored female swordsman.

Her clothes were light, revealing her snow-white arms.

“The sword can be given to you, but you can’t beat my brother Xu Cheng’s idea.”

Yu Luo stared into the eyes of the female swordsman, and then showed a fierce look: “I tell you, Brother Xu Cheng belongs to me alone.”

Hearing her words, the female swordsman in blue armor burst out laughing.

“Are you talking about the kid with the sword on his back?”

Yu Luo shook his head.

“Is that the one that stood in front of the frame just now?”

Yu Luo still shook her head.

The blue-armored female swordsman said curiously, “Then I’m curious, who makes Yuluo so important to you, even my sister I don’t want to share.”

“Didn’t you say that delicious and fun things, colorful clothes, and big swords, are all shared with me? A man, isn’t he also a toy?”

“Hmph, Brother Xu Cheng is not a toy.” Yu Luo sternly turned his eyes to the front of the frame: “He is my man.”

The blue-armored female swordsman turned her head, and then there was a trace of confusion on her face: “Yu Luo, you chose to choose, and you chose a horse driver?”

“Your vision is too bad, isn’t it?”

Hearing her words, Yu Luo giggled.

“Brother Xu Cheng, you are a horse driver.” Yu Luo covered her mouth and laughed.

Xu Cheng, who was sitting in front of the frame, turned his head and said indifferently: “The snowfield meeting place has arrived~www.mtlnovel.com~ After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the blue-armored female swordsman, swept over, and turned around.

The female swordsman only felt that there was a huge mountain falling down in front of her, and it hit her chest with a “bang”.

Her face turned pale, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

“impressive……”

With a pale face, she turned her head to look at Yu Luo, and whispered with lingering fears: “This, I am afraid that there is a cultivation level above the fifth level of the Innate Realm, right?”

Yu Luo hurriedly stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of the blue-armored female swordsman, and a strong force penetrated.

The female swordsman was shocked, with a look of surprise on her face.

“Yu Luo, you, have you stepped into the innate?”

“You, you little goblin…”

Yu Luo smiled and drew back her hand.

The entire convoy stopped, and in front of it was an expanse of snow-capped mountains.