The young man stood in the snow mist, pointing his slanted finger at the ground slowly lifted the sword. The tip of the sword was facing the monks of the North Heavenly Gate Temple. As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy pierced through the snow mist. The sword light brighter than the snow roared, like a thunder sound of a tiger and leopard, sweeping around wantonly.

The monks of the Temple of the North Heaven Gate looked at the young men who suddenly appeared and drew their swords without saying a word. They didn't react at all. When danger approached, they responded to the situation. After all, they were temple monks, and none of them were weak, but the strong sword energy of the young men was still beyond their imagination.

The young man simply took out his sword and directly took the lives of all the monks in the Temple of the North Tianmen, and had no intention of letting them speak.

More than a dozen cultivators in the upper realm were like ants under that sword energy. The sword energy was vast and reached the sky. A bright light flashed in the dim night sky.

The raging wind and snow suddenly stopped.

The sound of the young man collecting his sword and returning to the sheath is extremely clear.

The original position where the monks in the Temple of the North Heaven Gate were standing was covered with corpses, and a slender sword mark spread to the end of their sight.

Those practitioners with different outfits looked at the calm young man foolishly, and couldn't help but feel numb on his back. They subconsciously took a few steps back, and their hearts beat like drums, making them look very nervous.

Those were more than a dozen upper-level cultivators who were killed by a sword, without any room for counterattack, especially the scene created by the sword gave them great shock.

Little did he know that the young man was injured, and he was very dissatisfied with his sword, thinking that it would be extremely bad to face the Beiyan Dao Palace in this state.

He looked up slightly and looked at the sword mark with a little surprise at the other side of the sword mark. He was not wearing the costume of the Beitianmen Temple, and his sword intent was not targeted, but looking at the person's performance at this time made him frown slightly.

Like those practitioners with different outfits, Qi Xiaoran's expression was also horrified. He watched all the monks in the Temple of the North Heaven Sect die. He immediately planned to slip away quietly, but when the young man stared at him, Qi Xiaoran suddenly felt an unimaginable sense of oppression coming, which made it difficult for him to take that step, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

The practitioners who were frightened by the young man's sword finally came to their senses. They hesitated for a moment and then decisively dispersed and surrounded Qi Xiaoran. At the same time, they also looked at the young man with a little uneasy, like the man in the leader, bowed and swallowed slightly, and said, "Although I don't know your identity, I must be not friends with the Beitianmen Temple, otherwise that sword will cover us. We are from Jiang Kingdom and are ordered to arrest the rebel Qi Xiaoran. I hope you can do it for a convenience. Please retreat a little, which is quite scary."

Although they are both practitioners in the fourth realm, they were suppressed very badly in the face of the dozens of upper realm monks in the North Tianmen Temple, and many brothers died because of this. If a young man can kill those temple monks with one sword, it will naturally be easier to kill them. They cannot tolerate them to drive them away, and they can only smile.

The young man frowned tightly. Before he could speak, he saw thick smoke rolling in the distance. With a roar of thunder, a huge long sword directly smashed the young man in front of his head.

"A monk in the God-Knowing Realm?!"

The young man opened his eyes wide and felt the majestic momentum of the arrival. He flicked the scabbard with his index finger with his left hand, and the Fusheng Sword broke out of the scabbard. As the moment the powerful sword approached, as the sword energy carried by the sword was unsheathed, it suddenly hit it.

Rumble!

The fog that had stopped exploding again.

The clanging sound of swords and swords echoed in the snow fog.

The earth was trembling, and the practitioners were overturned to the ground one after another, shouting in horror, "Stop fighting! It's going to be an avalanche! It's going to be dead!"

Every time the two of them had a huge momentum, a large ball of snow mist poured out from the top of the snow-capped mountains, and the sound of the rumbling sound continued.

Perhaps the shouts of those practitioners played a role, and the two figures separated and slashed towards the snow fog at the same time. The snow fog was dispersed, but there was no movement. Although the avalanche could not resist, the danger was quickly resolved, and there was no casualties in the radius.

The big sword suddenly hit the snow. The knife holder was a strong man with a fierce face. He looked at the young man opposite him with a little surprise, and his voice was like thunder. "I have been guarding Jiangyan's border for more than ten years. Except for the female sword cultivator in Jianlu and the guy in the Taoist palace, I never thought there would be a young man like you."

He didn't hold back at all, but the young man was able to deal with it easily, which was a perfect match for a while, which surprised the strong man.

Upon hearing the strong man's words, Qing Young frowned and said, "Are you one of the gods of Jiang Kingdom, Kuangcaotang?"

Kuangcaotang patted his chest and said proudly: "It's this god!"

The young man frowned even deeper and said, "Then why did you hit me?"

Kuangcaotang was stunned for a moment, and one of the cultivators with different outfits who finally found the opportunity came out of the terrifying aura. He still didn't seem to come back to his senses from the terrifying aura just now. When he walked, he shaking and pale, but he still said with difficulty: "We fought with the monks of the North Tianmen Temple to prevent accidents, so we contacted the crazy god general who guarded the frontier. Perhaps the crazy god general just now mistakenly recognized your lord as an enemy. This is a misunderstanding. Don't hurt the harmony."

He witnessed the young man killing more than a dozen temple monks with a sword in the upper realm of cultivation, and then witnessed the young man playing the same match with the Kuai Caotang in the realm of God Knowing the God, which was enough to show how terrible the young man was. Even if he was not a friend, he would never become an enemy.

He spoke very carefully, fearing that the Kuangcaotang would draw his sword directly at the young man, which would make the young man unhappy and then kill them all here.

Regardless of whether the young people have the ability to do it, if something really happens, maybe Kuangcaotang can be fine, but they will definitely have a dead end.

Kuangcaotang figured out what was going on and scratched her face a little embarrassedly, "Look at this incident, although it was a misunderstanding, but I just fought so well, so I won't know each other until I beat you. My fault, my fault!"

The young man obviously didn't care much. He just looked at Qi Xiaoran who was besieged by several cultivators and said, "You are fighting against the temple monks directly in Beiyan territory. I'm afraid that the goal is quite big. Could it be that Jiang Guo and Beiyan have already started a war?"

Kuangcaotang had some understanding of this matter, otherwise he would not have come here. He immediately said, "These guys are spies from Tianshu Courtyard, not those who specialize in evacuating information, but perform assassination or relatively dangerous tasks, so their cultivation is not very weak. They came to Beiyan to arrest the rebel Qi Xiaoran, but they didn't expect that Qi Xiaoran was protected by the people from the Taoist Palace Temple. Fortunately, the little brother took action, otherwise they might have been killed when I rushed over."

The Crazy God General is known for his bravery and is indeed a little simpler. He is not suitable for being a commander. However, when there are counselors around him, the might of the Kuangcao Tang can greatly shock the enemy.

At this time, he told the young man everything. It was not that he was really so simple, but that the spies of Tianshu Courtyard began to fight with the monks of the North Tianmen Temple. The arrest of Qi Xiaoran was no longer a secret. Moreover, the young man indirectly saved the spies of Tianshu Courtyard. Kuangcaotang did not understand the situation and attacked the young man again. He felt a little guilty and did not think about hiding it at all.

The young man remained silent. Since Jiang Guo and Beiyan did not start a war, his interest also decreased a lot. After thinking about it carefully, he said: "The moment was quite disturbing. There should be more masters coming here in the Beitianmen Temple. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I will help you block it."

Kuangcaotang looked at the young man in surprise, finally clasped his fists and said, "I have always been crazy about your friend. The so-called green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. When I take Qi Xiaoran's traitor away from Beiyan, I will come to help you again."

The young man shook his head and said, "Although I will help you block it, I will not fight to the death here. It doesn't matter whether you come back or not."

Although Kuangcaotang felt that the young man was very strange, the situation was urgent. If a powerful man from the Taoist Palace Temple showed up, he was not sure that he could take Qi Xiaoran away, so he didn't say anything else. The group immediately took Qi Xiaoran away with the struggling Qi Xiaoran.

In just half a cup of tea, another practitioner visited the snow-capped mountains.

They were all dressed in white Taoist shirts, and as expected, there were indeed great monks in the realm of God.

When the North Tianmen Temple noticed the abnormality, there was a guard against the appearance of the Crazy Cloth. It was a little too late to go. When the monk from the lower realm of the God arrived, there were only young people here.

He frowned and looked at the sword marks that were still clear even though heavy snow was buried, and the body of the temple monk who was covered by snow. He raised his eyes and looked at the young man. He was about to speak, but suddenly felt that the young man's appearance was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he was stunned on the spot.

In the five temples of the Taoist Palace, the figure at the level of the sect leader was at the peak of the God-Knowing Realm. Although the visitor was just a monk at the God-Knowing Realm, he was also a veritable mountain and sea monk in the Taoist Palace. He had a transcendent status. Although the Taoist Palace disdained to pay attention to some things, the Taoist Palace's eyes could not be easily removed.

Looking at the young man seriously, the temple monk who knew the lower realm of God thought, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind. He opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "You are Han Yi, the white-robed swordsman in Bu Er Cave?!"

Although the young man was not wearing the white robe, and Han Yi appeared in Zhongqing City that year, and even more so, a five-level sect was destroyed overnight, and the North Yan Taoist Palace did not completely look at it. It was just because the high-ranking Taoist Palace did not believe in the so-called Han Yi appeared in Beiyan in the market, and even did not believe that Han Yi was still alive. They treated it with a very calm attitude.

But it was also true that the five-level sect was destroyed overnight. So at the call of Emperor Beiyan, the Taoist Palace only sent two monks from the God-Talented Realm to lead hundreds of temple monks to join forces with the Northern Yan Imperial Army to siege and kill Han Yi. In a certain part of the snow-capped mountain range, Han Yi lost his trace.

Then the Taoist Palace found out that it was true. Following the facts, more powerful people in the temple took action, but at that time, there was no trace of Han Yi. Although he did not participate in the siege and killing that year, he knew Han Yi very well, but it was a bit long and he did not react for the first time.

"It turns out that you have been hiding in the snowy mountains all the time. It's really a miracle. If you have been here all the time, why can't you find your trace?"

Thinking of this, he was confused. At that time, the Tianmen Temples dispatched nearly ten great monks from the God Realm. They basically searched all the snow-capped mountains, but they didn't see any trace of Han. They thought he had fled Beiyan, but they turned out to be under the eyes of the temple.
Chapter completed!