"Two thousand years ago, after saving the Lu Xuan Empire, Jin Jian Villa was named the first sword sect. The entire Luoxia Mountain was designated as its territory. The tax burden and labor were not governed by the court. It is a country in the country. Unfortunately, the Lu Xuan Empire failed to last forever and eventually perished. The new empire did not dare to provoke Jin Jian Villa, nor did it directly recognize the transcendent status of the Jin Jian family. Over time, the Jin Jian family no longer had its original power."

"A thousand years ago, thousands of martial arts masters besieged Jinjian Villa. Although they were defeated, most of the eighteen peaks and eight hundred swordsmen in Jinjian Villa were killed and injured. In addition, the court deliberately suppressed and blocked them, and moved the Xuanxin Sect and the Tiger Alliance, two major forces, namely, and one and one evil, to Jingzhou, and Jinjian Villa gradually declined."

"To this day, there are less than a hundred people, including water-carrying servants and farming workers. There are only 200 elite disciples of my Blood Sword Sect. But the competition between the two sides is not about the number of people, but about the elite. Han Xiaotian, the owner of Jinjian Villa, was once the first person in the martial arts world. At the age of thirty, he practiced the Jinling sword technique to the peak. His sword is not fast, not weird, or fancy, but no one can defeat it. However, Han Xiaotian has not left Jinjian Villa for eight years.

Some people say that he was seriously injured when he fought with an alien. Han Xiaotian's wife Zhou Rong'er is also a well-known swordsman. Her Zhou Gong sword is also a unique skill in family history. She has the knowledge of awakening, enlightenment, wisdom, and Xiao. She is divided into five styles, focusing on intention but not on technique, hurting people without any signs; in addition, there are Sun Jinglei, Wuchang Sword Xue Haishou and Feitian Golden Rat Yu Xiaozhao. These three are all long-standing masters in the world. They have unique skills and can compete with one hundred."

"Our Blood Sword Cult is even stronger. In addition to more than 200 elite disciples, there are also eight sword kings, four hall masters, three worshippers, Guanri magic spear Zhao Wuming, bronze iron fist wandering a monk, cross sword stop, Thousand-handed Thousand Faces Tang Wuxing, Mad Sword Crazy Demon Guest Nine and other experts from the martial arts world to assist, besieging Jiutian of Jinjian Villa, and have already broken through his front door and central hall."

Zhang Erlen was questioned by Qin Yue and briefly explained the current residents of Jinjian Villa. When he mentioned that the Blood Sword Cult was dominant, he still had a bit of pride in his words.

Qin Yue didn't bother with him, so he silently remembered the titles of personnel from both sides, and then asked: "Why are you three here?"

Zhang Erlen said: "The leader has an order, the Ghost Sword, Human Sword, Immortal Sword and Magic Sword, each of them comes out to form four mountain patrol teams, and take the mountain to close the road, and prevent people from going up the mountain to support Jinjian Villa. If they can't fight, they will send a warning signal; if they are the heroes who help us, they will be brought to the Human Sword Hall and will be received by the master."

Qin Yue suddenly asked, "Your leader, how powerful is the hall master? Is it as strong as me?"

"The Master of the Sect is a disciple of the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect. He has the power of driving away the wind and picking stars, swallowing gold and spitting fire. We have seen a famous master in the martial arts world be killed by his silence. The four masters of the hall each have mysterious sword techniques. The master of our Immortal Sword Hall can cut off the river, intercept the flow, divide the mountains, and split the earth with one sword." Zhang Erlen said with a thrust his chest.

"Damn, you can die if you don't brag. If they are as awesome as you said, they won't have a bounty of 2,000." Qin Yue sneered, but was not careless. He asked about the location of Zhang Erling Jinjian Villa and the defense situation of the Blood Sword Cult, and knocked him out with a hand knife, then took out a signal firework from his arms and released it in the sky.

Taking advantage of the shiny fireworks, he leaped away from the stone path, leaning against the mountain wall, climbing like a bird, and in a few minutes, he was already a hundred meters above. He also saw a middle-aged man in brocade robe following the stone path and heading towards Zhang Erlen and others along the stone path.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I climbed a raised boulder, I heard a shrill roar. Then I saw a cold sword light.

With a whoosh, the golden cicada was automatically excited, leaving a thin shirt, and then sending Qin Yue to a higher place.

It also made him see clearly that a dwarf who was less than four feet tall and was holding a golden sword in his hand.

No one expected that this huge rock bulging up halfway up the mountain had a person hiding, and he was still a dwarf.

The dwarf wore a bright yellow robe, a jade belt, soapy boots, two large golden rings on his ears, and a warm and green jade ring on his left thumb. After seeing Qin Yue avoiding the killing, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his hands kept resting.

The golden sword slashed again.

Qin Yue could not reach the top or the ground, and stopped in the air, and he was unable to avoid this knife.

But he doesn't want to waste his shirt.

Then he pulled out the long sword from his waist and attacked the golden sword that was slashing.

He didn't know much sword skills, but his strength, agility and reaction were much higher than that of the dwarfs. The long sword accurately hit the sword of the golden sword, and with a tingling sound, it actually cut off the sword of the golden sword.

The amazing power transmitted made the dwarf scream and his weapon escaped.

Qin Yue took the opportunity to land on the huge rock, pointed the long sword into the dwarf's chest, and asked, "What's the name?"

The dwarf stared at Qin Yue in horror, his face pale, but he didn't say a word.

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry." Qin Yue withdrew his long sword, sprung his body, and continued to jump upwards.

Because the location of Jinjian Villa is at the top of this lonely peak.

After the dwarf waited for him to leave, he picked up the weapon that fell beside him in a daze, thinking that he had a nightmare.

He is the Eight Sword Kings of the Blood Sword Sect, how could he be defeated with one sword?

Qin Yue didn't know about these things. The higher the wind, the stronger the mountain wind, the lower the temperature. When he reached the top, he found that the top of the mountain was covered with snow.

A magnificent and magnificent manor was emitting thick smoke, and you could hear the shouts of fighting from time to time.

Outside the manor, there were several men and women of varying heights, who were guarded by more than a dozen black-clothed swordsmen, staring at the manor silently.

"May I ask, is this Jinjian Villa?" Qin Yue thought for a moment, suddenly appeared and walked towards these people.

With his strong mental power, he had sensed that among these people, only the man wearing a golden crown in the middle and with a stern body deserved his attention, and the rest of them were all weak and not worth worrying about.

He happened to use this person to try the power of extreme strengthening.

These people heard his question and turned around. Seeing him walking away as if no one was around, an old man with high cheekbones suddenly came out, then stretched out a pair of dark-skinned hands, stopped Qin Yue, and asked coldly: "Who can you ask?"

"Why do you all say this?" Qin Yue scratched his head, laughing and crying.

But the pace is constantly.

"Oh, who have you seen before?" The old man's face changed slightly, his left palm suddenly pushed out, and a strong palm wind slapped Qin Yue's lower abdomen.

How could Qin Yue not know about such a move? Even if the old man made a move, he could hear the sudden sound of breaking through the air under his sight and sense the sudden increase in wind pressure.

He only punched him.

The old man felt his eyes blurred, and he felt like he was hit on his face by an iron hammer. He wailed and flew more than twenty meters away, hit the stone, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then lost his breath.

Seeing this, Qin Yue's face changed slightly.

He did not intend to kill the old man, but he was not skilled in mastering power and did not expect to kill the other party with one punch.

It may also be that his fist is too powerful.

"Liu Gongfeng——"

Several of these people immediately exclaimed when they saw the old man die tragically.

"You dare to kill Liu Chongfeng and get your order."

A bald man with bare chest followed him out. The temperature on the top of the mountain was extremely low, but he didn't feel cold at all. He was wearing a wide monk's robe, revealing his strong bronze skin.

Every step he took was a footprint. When he walked to Qin Yue, white mist had already emerged from his body. He suddenly jumped up and fisted in succession.

Seeing his posture, Qin Yue did not dare to be careless and used his best right fist to face the enemy.

His boxing skills were explored in the battle with beasts. They were direct, simple and simple, without complex moves. They paid attention to breaking moves and one blow was fatal.

The bald man's fist seemed to be strong and powerful, but he changed secretly. With his skills and body skills, he actually wandered around Qin Yue and beat him.

This was the first time Qin Yue had fought with other boxers. He was curious and felt fresh. He immediately withdrew 70% of his strength and used his right fist to fight against the enemy with his hands of the bald man.

No matter how strong, fast, or changes the bald man's fists are, he will block them with one fist.

The bald man attacked from his right fist, blocked from his right fist, and attacked from his side. He still blocked from his right fist, but when the bald man came behind him, Qin Yue's right arm actually ignored the limitations of his body and blocked him without looking back.

The bald man did not believe in evil and continued to attack behind Qin Yue. One of Qin Yue's arms was like a soft whip, and no matter how many changes he changed, he could crack them one by one.

"Your monk, come back." The tall man wearing a golden crown suddenly shouted.

"Look at me, I beat this guy up."

The bald man was furious and was not willing to stop. He suddenly roared, as if he was roaring. When he jumped and pounced, his left palm suddenly stood up, and a golden color appeared on the edge of his palm, slashing towards Qin Yue's back heart.

But when he heard Qin Yue shouting, he changed his simple patrol, suddenly turned around, avoided his palm, and then fisted and fought against the bald man.

When the last punch was shot, a phantom of a tiger appeared behind him.

"How is that possible?" The bald man saw the tiger's phantom flashing away, and screamed in horror. Then he was knocked away by the punch and then hit the chest.

The copper-skinned iron bones that can resist the knife and axe can't stop the invincible fist power from penetrated the body.

The bald man was shattered by his internal organs, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood that had broken internal organs on the sky. He widened his eyes and died and fell to the ground.

I'm going, why are you dead again?

Qin Yue looked at his right fist in surprise. Just now, in the fight with the bald man, he vaguely felt the mystery of the other party's boxing technique and started learning it unknowingly.

His intelligence and mental power limits are now increased. He just relied on his fight with the bald man, not only learned the opponent's boxing moves, but also calculated the strongest move.

The power of the final explosion was three times that of his ordinary punch.

Therefore, the bald man was killed.

"Damn it, eat my magic knife."

At this moment, his neck was suddenly covered with a chill.

I saw a short, fat swordsman with a fat face quietly touching behind him and suddenly came out of the knife.

The color of blood appeared on the blade.
Chapter completed!