After a while, a cold wind blew in the sky above the yard, and the falling snowflakes became tighter.

The sword in the young Shura's hand seemed to be powerless. Even though he was already at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he was still as good as a child when practicing the basic moves of the Nameless Sword Technique.

The wind and snow in the sky are spinning and falling, getting bigger and bigger...

The speed of swinging the iron sword in the young man's hand became slower and slower.

Looking left and right, it was really ugly. The young man sighed, took the iron sword, and returned to the house to follow the master's example and make tea.

Qingxu once said to him on the way: "When I return to the mountain, I will practice swordsmanship with the senior sister and learn to make tea with my master."

"Isn't it just to drink water when you are thirsty? Then there are so many details?" After all, the father, a groom, left his son forever before he could teach him the tea ceremony.

Qingxu looked at him and said: "When you make tea, you are boiling water, and you are also tempering your state of mind. Anyone who can drink a cup of ordinary but extraordinary tea will definitely have a peaceful heart."

"So awesome? I want to learn how to make tea from the master." The young man replied with a smile.

After the master returned to his room to rest, the sixth brother and Yueying went shopping. The young man followed the master's example and sat at the table, reaching out to light the small stove on the table.

He wanted to try making a cup of tea by himself to see if he could make it taste as fragrant as the master and have a sweet aftertaste.

I tried again and again, but either the water temperature was too high or the water temperature was too low.

Either the taste is too strong and it tastes unspeakably bitter to drink, or it is bland and has no taste.

At one point, he had the urge to kill all the stoves and kettles on the table with a sword. He didn't expect that just making a cup of tea would be more troublesome than practicing sword practice.

As night fell, I didn't taste a perfect cup of tea, but I waited for my sixth brother and my sister Yueying to return.

Yueying and Sixth Senior Brother disposed of the weapons and unused sundries seized from the killer and sold them for more than a thousand gold coins.

The two bought two roast chickens on the street and came back. They asked the inn to cook some vegetables and asked the chef to have dinner together.

The Sixth Senior Brother looked at Qingxu and said: "Master, we have made a lot of money from selling this time. When we go to Tianshui County, we will buy some things for Senior Sister and the others to go back to."

Qingxu nodded and replied: "There is still some distance to go to Tianshui. Maybe there will be something harvested on the way. It seems that our master and disciple's living expenses in the past few years have been paid for by someone on our behalf."

The sixth senior brother poured a glass of wine for Qingxu and asked: "Master, I never thought that the Moluo Kingdom would be in such chaos, with killers everywhere, and no one would come out to take care of it?"

Qingxu took a sip of wine, looked at him and replied: "Who do you want to take care of? These killers used to only commit crimes in the wilderness, but now they actually ran into the town."

Qingxu had heard the case of family extermination in Qingfeng Town mentioned by passers-by in Fuwen Town, but he did not wait for the killers who exterminated the family, but instead waited for what he wanted.

"If I can cultivate immortality, I will definitely find a way to fly across this world and reach another higher realm."

The young Shura raised his little head, looked at Sixth Senior Brother and Qingxu and said seriously.

Yueying glanced at Shura and said nervously: "Brother, if you want to go there, you have to take Yueying with you. You can't leave me alone with Sixth Senior Brother and Master."

"That's natural. I will take my sister with me wherever I go from now on." Shura looked at her and nodded heavily.

The Sixth Senior Brother looked at the three of them and said with a smile: "Even if you have immortal magic, it's not that easy to practice. You have to learn to endure hardship first."

Shura and Yueying looked at Qingxu and said, "We are not afraid of hardship."

Sixth Brother looked at him and smiled and said: "Seventh Brother, there are still many places where we are in the wilderness, and we may encounter many killers."

Qingxu glanced at him and said calmly: "Your junior brother and junior sister are both very difficult children. The wasteland is their home. If those killers dare to come again, I believe they can only let your junior brother return to the mountain gate."

Break through another realm."

Upon hearing this, the sixth senior brother smiled and replied: "Seventh senior brother, your archery skills are really good."

The young Shura glanced at him and replied calmly: "I want to learn swordsmanship from Senior Sister."

After hearing this, the sixth brother shook his head, tore a chicken leg for Yueying, and said calmly: "You must be mentally prepared, the senior sister is known as the female devil."

Young Shura and Yueying were shocked when they heard this.

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On the long road, the four masters and apprentices continued to walk in the wind and snow.

Yueying, who has reached the second level of Qi Refining, now pesters the Sixth Senior Brother to ask questions about her own practice. In her opinion, she might be able to help her brother deal with the bad guys encountered by passers-by.

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There are only three masters. No matter where the carriage goes, as long as the tent is set up, they can sleep peacefully, completely ignoring the unknown dangers they will encounter on the road.

The sixth brother knew the habits of these killers very well. Whether driving or at night, he would remind his brother to pay attention to the wind direction and various details on the road. He would often let him have a good sleep in the car so that he could meet the killers who might appear at night.

Whenever this happens, Yueying will prick up her ears and listen carefully, for fear of missing every detail.

Although she is not able to fight against these killers yet, she will learn from Sixth Senior Brother how to deal with killers.

The sixth brother had already arranged the horses at the back of the carriage at night, and built a temporary tent with oilcloth so that the horses could rest at night and shield them from the wind and snow.

Qingxu had already entered the tent to rest, and Yueying followed him into the tent.

Only the thin figures of the Sixth Master and the young Shura were left beside the fire.

Shura's thin body was hidden in the shadow of the Sixth Senior Brother. Unless he got closer and took a closer look, he could not see the thin figure. In front of the burning fire, only the Sixth Senior Brother was sitting there.

Senior Brother Six was holding a bowl of soup and drinking it slowly, chatting with Shura from time to time.

Along the way, he has learned a lot of martial arts experience from the Sixth Senior Brother, laying the foundation for him to walk alone in the martial arts in the future.

At half past midnight, the sixth brother looked at the yawning Shura next to him and said, "Seventh brother, you go in and take a nap first, and I'll keep you awake at midnight."

Shura nodded, got up and walked to the tent.

If the killer doesn't come, there is no need for the two of them to stay vigil together. He needs to keep his energy to deal with unknown dangers.

As the night deepened, before the end of the night, several shrill screams suddenly rang out not far from the tent, as well as the sound of horses whistling in pain.

The half-asleep Shura was frightened, lifted up the quilt and got out of the tent.

The Sixth Senior Brother outside the tent had left at some point, and all he could see was a pile of flames burning.

Shura knew that another killer was coming, so he wanted to stay here and kill the killer who rushed over first.

A burst of dark clouds passed by, covering the few stars in the sky. The wasteland was dark, and only a faint sound of footsteps on the snow could be heard.

Shura took a deep breath, ducked into the night mist, and took out the iron bow on his body.

In the distance, a killer bypassed the Sixth Senior Brother and secretly approached the tent.

In the dark night, unable to see his fingers, Shura quietly drew his bow and arrow, slowly closed his eyes, and aimed at somewhere in the dark night using the arrow technique he had learned from his father to shoot wolves.

The hum of a bowstring sounded softly in the wind and snow, and was quickly covered up by the whistling wind.

Less than fifty feet away from the tent, a killer in black was shot in the chest with an arrow. A blood flower bloomed on the snowy ground in the dark night. He let out a muffled groan and then heard nothing more.

When Shura shot the second arrow, Yueying, who was awakened, was already hiding in the tent, gently opened a corner of the tent, and stared at him quietly.

As a disciple of her master and already at the second level of Qi refining, she must learn to overcome the fear in her heart and carefully observe her brother's cold killer arrow skills, so that one day she can kill the enemy with one arrow like her brother.

The killer in the distance saw his companion fall on the snow, killed by the arrow. Although he was shocked at how the iron arrow in the dark night was so deadly, he quickly reacted, got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and headed out of the tent.

Rushing towards the fire.

They wanted to close the distance between the two sides so that the deadly arrow technique could not be used. The killers wanted to kill the guy who shot the arrow in the dark with one fatal blow and chop off his head.

At this time, Yueying suddenly heard the sound of rapid horse hooves.

The killers were charging, Shura was pulling the bowstring quickly, and one iron arrow after another was shot hard into the head of the horse that was rushing over.

The horse fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, and the killer on horseback also fell to the snow.

Before the fallen killer could react, a second iron arrow flew towards him... like a cold wind blowing into the killer's neck, a red flower bloomed between his neck, and the arrow passed and killed him.

Accompanied by the increasingly clear sound of horse hooves, ten killers were vaguely sweeping in like a strong wind. Yueying hiding in the tent could even see the light of the sword in the killer's hand.

There was a faint chill reflected in the snow, and he was about to rush over at the sight.

Whoosh whoosh!

Shura calmly shot three iron arrows, and then before the killers could react, he shot three more.

He didn't shoot these six iron arrows at the attackers, but specifically at the mounts.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, so as not to let you get close to me on horseback. This is what Sixth Senior Brother taught him.

With the distance between the two sides already very close, the six killers fell to the snow in the wilderness along with their mounts without any defense, making a huge sound.

The close-quarters killing only happened in an instant... No one on either side had time to draw their bows and shoot arrows. The killers finally saw Shura's appearance clearly, and it turned out that the person they were ordered to hunt down was actually a boy who was less than ten years old.

The assassin who fell to the ground tried to struggle up and hit Shura. He screamed and pulled out the sword from his waist, trying to cut off the reins wrapped around his legs and feet.

Click!

Shura threw down his iron bow and drew out the black sword he was carrying behind him. He stepped hard on the snow and slid forward with his feet. He waved his right hand and the blade of the sword cut out two clumsy rays of light, and then red flowers bloomed.

Yueying, who was hiding in the tent, covered her mouth for a moment, too quickly.

The two fallen killers had no time to cry out, and fell heavily on the snow in the wilderness, making two muffled sounds. Shura continued to rush forward without any intention of stopping.

Walking around the fallen horse, the young man held the sword in both hands and jumped up from the snow with all his strength. Like a god of death from above, he cut off the hands of the killer who fell on the ground.

Following the impact of Shura's body's inertia, his body fell at the feet of the other two assassins who had just cut off their reins and were about to rush towards them with swords. The black sword in his hand was slashed out without any order.

Click click click!

The black sword brought out two beautiful blood lines, the killer's legs were cut off by the young man, and a spring bloomed quietly on the snow.

In just a few breaths, the young Shura shot and killed two killers and disabled the hands and feet of four killers.

A whine sounded.

A blade struck, following a fatal trajectory, and slashed towards Shura who fell on the ground.

The castrated Shura could only raise the iron sword in his hand to block the long knife chopped off by the killer. He was so familiar that even with his eyes closed, he could easily lift it without getting a trace of his own clothes on it.

Click!

The killer's long knife was cut off by the black sword, and the knife blade struck Shura Wuqian's face, making a harsh sound again.

With a clang, the severed blade flew out of Shura's face. The Shura mask tailor-made for him by the blacksmith in Fuwen Town saved his life.

The result was that the killer's long knife was cut off, and the killing power was exhausted, but the black iron in Shura's hand stabbed into the killer's neck, and a stream of blood spurted out, dyeing the snow around Shura red.
Chapter completed!