Since the end of last summer, the Northern Army broke through the Central Plains and raided into the southern territory. After fighting in Huainan and the Yangtze River, the Dasanguan area of ​​Guanzhong has been quite uneasy.

It was like supporting the northern country's attack in the Jiangnan region. From Guanzhong to the northwest, Hu Ji in a large area was gathered, breaking the Tianshui River, and raiding the western border of Guanzhong all the way.

During the most dangerous period, not only the Chencang area of ​​Guanzhong's throat, but also the Hushang in the Western Regions appeared in northern Shaanxi, but also some demons from the Holy Fire Sect and the Seven-Secret Sect.

However, the grassland tribe that was most worried about in Guanzhong and the Tiance Army, which was intimidating the Western Regions, was destroyed by a group of martial arts people because of their marriage with the Northern Dynasties, and did not take advantage of the situation to move south.

In northern Shaanxi, the 20,000 Tiance Army, under the dispatch of the deputy generals, fought four victories in a row, annihilated thousands of enemies and captured thousands of prisoners, and fought the thieves in the Western Regions.

They always came with great power and escaped back in shame from the same path.

The second son of the general, Li Weiguo, performed outstandingly in four major battles. He also led his troops to raid for 200 miles, broke Hu's camp and removed the leader's head.

After the war, the Li family's general was rewarded with merits, and this handsome general was likely to become the youngest deputy general of the Tiance Army.

However, compared to the hottest part of northern Shaanxi, the Chencang area, which was first attacked, seems a bit tepid, but it does not mean that the war here is awkward.

The so-called warrior is not awesome.

Li Dingguo, deputy general of Tiance, was stationed in Dasan Pass, with nearly 30,000 people. Faced with tens of thousands of Hu Wei gathered outside the pass, he not only did not ask for reinforcements, but also divided half of the generals to support the northern Shaanxi.

With just over 10,000 people, Dasan Pass was guarded like an iron barrel.

Hu Ji attacked three times. After leaving thousands of corpses, he suffered a lot. He did not dare to drive his subordinates forward to die. In addition, the northern country's failure by the Yangtze River made these Hu Ji who came to the gate calm down.

They retreated nearly a hundred miles, but did not retreat.

Several camps were built, and they looked like they were with the Tiance Army. They also divided their troops to plunder everywhere. However, General Li Dingguo had already made arrangements in the nearby city before the war began.

It is difficult for Hu Mu to even plunder and replenish supplies? More than half of it dispersed in the beginning of spring this year.

After all, it is a bandit who robbed for a living. Whether it is fighting will or combat ability, it is not outstanding. However, Zhang Chu, the head of the Seven-Miscellaneous Sect who drove Hu Wu from the Western Regions behind the scenes, did not intend to give up.

On the contrary, after Hu Jing's defeat, he went against the norm and sent another force towards the Chencang area.

Jiuquan Lie Dao Sect.

The first-class martial arts forces in Gansu, the Western Regions, were originally carrying the style of being neither good nor evil. But after the northern country entered the Central Plains, they no longer pretended to be. They naturally turned to Zhang Chu, that is, the Demon Sect.

But they probably didn't expect that the Demon Cult collapsed overnight in just the Battle of the Yangtze River, and even the name was not allowed to be used.

It's like betting the wrong treasure while studding.

The tragedy has been made.

Now there is no other choice except to go to the same path as Zhang Chu.

Nearly fifty miles outside Dasan Pass, there is a Jiulong Mountain, close to the Wei River, with a good terrain. Since a few months ago, a mountain village has been built here.

It is very large, and people practice martial arts in the village every day.

It was not because of bandits, but because of the hundreds of elite troops of the Lie Dao Sect.

They built a house, dug a well, and had already made plans to take root for a long time here.

"Zhang Chuwaer is intent."

At the center of the village, there is a very exquisite wooden building.

Yang Beihan, the elder of the Seven Quarter Sect, put down the letter in his hand with a smile on his face. The temperature in the mountains was lower. The elder, who was short and had a poor appearance, was wearing a felt blanket.

His face was a little sallow, and occasionally coughing was not completely healthy.

Last time in Luoyang, I was seized by a mountain ghost and almost lost my life with one sword. Even though I had been cultivating in the secret place of the Seven Quarter Sect for more than half a year, my injuries had not yet fully healed.

There will be some sequelae.

He put down the letter, pulled the felt blanket on his body, sat cross-legged on a chair covered with tiger skin, took out a piece of letter paper, and dipped it ink on his hand, and wrote:

"The master of the sect starts:

I heard that the sect leader had obtained a good treasure from the Holy Fire Sect and wanted to share it with me, and the rain and dew were mixed. I was very happy and frightened.

Seeing that the sect leader wanted to do great things, he was thinking about me, and he felt moved in his heart.

However, although the domineering objects such as the Thousand Years of Holy Fire have the effect of healing, they need to be stimulated with thick essence and blood. I am already an old man and have suffered severe injuries. I lack essence and blood. It is a waste to use this strange thing.

The sect leader doesn’t need to worry about my injuries. Since he has replenished his efforts in the Blood Demon Cave, he only needs to rest in order to recover.

The wonder of the holy fire, I also heard from the old sect leader that such strange things have thousands of magical wonders for warriors. They can not only transform their bodies into ordinary bodies, but also have miraculous effects on the internal energy and true energy.

The master of the sect has reached a bottleneck in martial arts, and he needs such treasures to assist in the breakthrough.

This is a God-given opportunity, and the sect leader will use it for himself.

In addition, I have arrived in Jiulong Mountain and stationed here with elite troops from the Lie Dao Sect. There are 100,000 demon soldiers in the sect, and they have also been assembled in the Western Regions.

Tens of thousands of forwards have set off, crossing the grassland, and joining the sect leader in the north.

I know that the great things the sect leader is thinking about have reached the final stage. Although I don’t know much about the inside story of the Battle of Jinling, I also know that the sect leader has made up his mind to take the sect from the fire and turn the tide.

This matter is of great importance. In addition, the sect leader has made up his mind and I cannot persuade him, so I sent Wuming away. The Blood Sea Demonic Art he has cultivated has been broken, and with the help of the sect leader, the sect leader will have a smoother event."

At this point, Yang Beihan's writing stopped, as if he heard some strange sounds in the night in the mountain village outside the gate, as if someone was roaring and roaring.

He listened, but he didn't hear the strange sound again.

Elder Qi Jue frowned. He lowered his head, and the ink on the tip of the pen condensed into a small ball on the letter paper. As the candlelight fluttered by the table, it looked like a small ball of blood stains.

Yang Beihan's heart moved slightly.

The elder with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek pursed his lips, touched the rat whiskers on his chin, looked at the floating night outside the window, and picked up his pen to continue writing:

"In addition, there is another thing I worry about."

"Ren Hao tried his best to defeat the five sects with his wealth and life, which led to the old sect leader appearing and seeing him. Although he did not scold the sect leader, he met the second son alone but did not see the sect leader.

I think the old sect leader should have some concern for the sect leader.

The relationship between father and son should not be so indifferent.

From the perspective of me, the sect leader wants to do great things, so there is no need to help the Penglai demon. It would be better to surround him and kill him, which would be considered as an explanation to the sect leader."

Having written this, Yang Beihan stopped writing.

There was another strange sound outside the window, but it could not interfere with the will of Elder Beihan.

All his thoughts seemed to be on the letter in front of him. The elder who had been watching Zhang Chu grow up sighed. The words in the letter were already very deep.

But Zhang Chu didn't know that he could listen.

He sighed again, as if he was worried about his younger generation, he folded the letter paper in front of him and put it into the envelope, sealed it with hot paint, rolled it up, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube.

The elder jumped off his chair, put on a felt blanket, and tied the letter tube to the claws of the spirit eagle that he had kept in the room.

This eagle is not as majestic as a crested eagle.

But it is also a rare Raptor, and it is very well trained.

When Yang Beihai opened the window, let the eagle fly, watching it fly into the night sky and disappear into the vast night.

The elder, like an old man, stood at the window. After a few breaths, his dying roar broke Yang Beihan's thoughts again.

He returned to the desk, pulled it casually, and a black long sheathed knife fell into his hand.

Not a good knife.

Yang Beihan is not a man who is willing to challenge weapons.

He never took the initiative to look for a good knife.

His weapons are like his men.

Simple, low-key, inconspicuous.

Just as he started to use the knife, Yang Beihan's momentum changed suddenly.

He seemed to have changed from a weak old man to the appearance of a master who was rampant all over the world. He threw it casually, and the felt blanket on his body was thrown behind him and hung accurately on the clothes hanger.

The corners of the clothes floated, and the few rat whiskers on the chin were also automatically in the windless direction, which made the five short figures, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and thin and small elders also had a sense of majesty.

"Clang"

The door of the room was pushed to both sides by the energy.

Yang Beihan walked out the door with his hands on his back with his knife as tall as his body.

In front of him, there was a fire on the high platform of the sentry tower at the entrance of Jiulong Mountain Village, which seemed to be a sign of invasion, but the entire mountain village was as quiet as the dead of the yellow spring.

"Who is the guest who doesn't sleep at night and is here to disturb people's dreams?"

In the night when the flames shine on this side, but it is quiet and makes people feel cold, Elder Beihan shouted loudly:

"What's the point of bullying the weak? Please show up and see you!"

This sound was filled with thick true energy, just like thunder in the night, rolling and echoing in the mountain village set against the fire, as if it was a warning or an invitation, and a test.

The guards in the mountain village are the elites of the Jiuquan Lie Dao Sect.

These seven-character lackeys are naturally not as good as Yang Beihan’s martial arts skills and are rampant in the world.

However, as a first-class force in Gansu, these elite sword sects have strong combat power and have learned the life-and-death and soul-to-death method of the Seven-Sage Sect. Each of them has the true energy that is far higher than that of ordinary warriors.

Even if the people who come have superb methods, they can't resist it.
To be continued...