Zangling Valley had just experienced an accident. Although zombies were invulnerable to swords and guns, they were not as good as those with wisdom. In addition, the bravery of barbarian soldiers, the zombies were quickly swept away.

In the valley, a figure shuttled like a ghost. His movements were very agile and avoided the eyeliners of many soldiers. Soon he appeared outside the valley, rushed out of the night for several miles, and quickly left the inspection range of the barbarian scouts.

The night was very dark, and a hint of coolness came to him. A young man with a long white head sat on a stone with a long sword next to him, silent. He was very dirty all over, which was the price paid to avoid the barbarian scouts.

At this moment, one rider and one man walked towards here, looking at his body with a hard bow on his back, his eyes sharp, and he was obviously a warrior with outstanding strength and a master of the barbarians. Before the person arrived, the cold air filled his body had already surged.

The murderous aura was also murderous aura. Bai Qingnian didn't even raise his head, held his hands together, and stood on his jaw and kept silent. He seemed to have not felt the murderous aura. He was still silent in his own world, unmoved at all.

"Hmph! The Han people are indeed arrogant." The man immediately snorted coldly, took off the hard bow behind him, and took out a feather arrow from the quiver. He put on the bow and pulled up the bowstring. There were at least a hundred stones in the hard bow, but in this person's hand, it was like a plaything. A cracking sound came from the hard bow, like a giant beast grinding his teeth.

Behind him were several Han people tied by long ropes. It was obvious that this person robbed him. Seeing the people on the horse pulling arrows and bows, their hearts were hanging. They were all Han people, so naturally they were worried, but they had seen how many cruel things the barbarian man had done along the way, so they were so scared that they dared not speak out.

The feather arrow was lifted, and the man's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he let go of the bowstring. "Buzz!" The bowstring exploded in the air when it was loosened. The feather arrow condensed with great power and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" The women behind him were so scared that they closed their eyes.

The men could only shake their heads and dare not watch the miserable scene. The barbarian man immediately had a cruel smile on his lips, and he already knew it. However, he did not hear the screams before death that he expected.

"Kingzheng!"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed came into his ears. His eyes shrank, and the white young man sitting upright pulled out the long sword inserted on the side, as fast as a white lightning. Before the feather arrow arrived, he had already rushed out and swung his sword forward with a light slight sword.

The feather arrow was cut open by a sword in the middle. In the spark, Sari saw Bai Qingnian's eyes, clear eyes, but no fluctuations. The hand waving the sword without any hesitation, the figure rushed over when he cut the feather arrow.

Bai Qingnian suddenly shook his feet, like a cannonball coming out of the borehole, like a cannonball piercing through the wind, and he jumped out of the sword. A white light flashed, and Sa Ri was shocked and drew out a scimitar to block the long sword.

"when!"

The sound after the splashing spark was like a golden cracked stone. An invisible wave of air hit the horse, and the horse's hooves on its limbs fell into the ground. It can be seen that the sword's strength made it majestic. This was just a moment of sword drawing. Then, Bai Qingnian slid with the long sword, and his body turned, stepped on the horse's back with one foot. He immediately pulled the sword, and the sharp sword tip stabbed out.

Sari changed color, and the scimitar was crossing his chest. The force of the sword tip suddenly poured out like a crazi wave. When it came to Sari, he felt like a mountain hitting his arms, and a muffled groan came out of his mouth and flew backwards from the horse.

But when Bai Qingnian jumped out again, without giving Sa Ri a chance to counterattack, he slashed out again with a deep sword. Sa Ri changed color and became angry. He was an eagle on the grassland, and he had never been forced to this point. His legs swung and his body swung, and the sword that was slashed suddenly fell into nothing. However, Bai Qingnian's attack continued, his body swung and his legs smashed violently towards Sa Ri.

Unexpectedly, the white young man's offensive continued, and his rotating legs hit his neck accurately. His pupils suddenly shrank, and the part of his neck was the most fragile part, and he raised an arm that clenched his fists.

"bump!"

Sari was hit by these legs and flew backwards to one side, plowing out two deep gullies, and stopped several feet later. Blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and a purple mark appeared on half of his face.

"You are looking for death!" Sa Ri's eyebrows were furious, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

However, the Bai Qingnian on the opposite side seemed to have not heard him, which made Sari's anger uncontrollably and rushed forward. The scimitar in his hand slashed out a cold light, like a silver waterfall. The ferocious momentum was like a beast spreading its fangs and attacking the prey in front of him fiercely.

However, the white young man in front of him was like abyss, and every sword he swung was extremely calm, not overwhelmed by Sari's sword force, like a small boat, calm and steady in the storm.

"when!"

Suddenly, the long sword in Bai Qingnian's hand suddenly became powerful, and a sword shook Sari. He raised his waist and slashed forward with a big stance. The sword had not yet fallen. The terrifying sword force was enough to make Sari change color. His tiger's mouth was in severe pain, and he swung his steps and moved horizontally to one side.

With a sound of touch, the sword force seemed to have the power of jumping into the mountains and cracking the ground. Where the sword force fell, the ground suddenly cracked, and a crack spread out in the distance. Seeing the power of this sword, Sari was even more frightened and dared not fight with it. With a scimitar, he swung several round sword energy and headed towards Bai Qingnian standing there.

But Bai Qingnian suddenly inserted the sword in his hand into half of the ground. His wrist shook and the sword was strong. The ground suddenly cracked and several cracks appeared. He flipped up a huge piece of land, rolled up, and blasted towards the front.

"Bump!"

The sword light hit the huge land and was immediately shattered. However, this terrifying curtain fell into Sari's eyes, and it was even more shocking. Such a huge power could be done by an extraordinary person, but the person in front of him was so lightly that he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

This man had not yet tried his best, and such a thought flashed through Sari's mind. The scimitar in his hand slashed out violently, and then jumped away from here. He didn't want to die here just like that.

"Wait, I will definitely avenge this revenge." The galloping Sari soon disappeared into the darkness, leaving a word of intimidation.

Zhang Kaifeng did not take the sword light and retreated all of them. After seeing Sa Ri left, he had not recovered from his shock. The power full of his body was so terrible that even he had never thought it would be like this. He knew that it would be different after experiencing the blood pool, but he could not imagine that his power would soar. Even when facing the true energy emitted by his opponent, he could also be shattered with his power. He had this confidence, and his power was growing a bit incredible.

"Thank you for your kindness to save me." A voice brought Bai Qingnian back to reality.

Zhang Kaifeng woke up in shock, took the scabbard sent by the captured Han people, inserted the peerless Holy Demon Sword back into the scabbard, looked at the ragged Central Plains people, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, you're fine!"

"We are all skin trauma, there is no serious injury." The middle-aged man said respectfully, but his eyes were still filled with awe. After all, this young man with high martial arts skills is obvious to all, and he is really afraid of slashing it down with a sword. They just fled from the tiger's mouth, but they didn't want to die under this man's hands, and their tone was very respectful.

"Don't be so reserved. We are all Han people. I won't do anything to you." Zhang Kaifeng said with a smile: "Don't worry, that person will not go back and forth in a short period of time when I knocked back."

"Thank you, if we hadn't met our benefactor, we might have died at the hands of these cruel barbarians." The middle-aged man sighed.

"Where are you going? Why are you captured by the people just now?" Zhang Kaifeng asked: "It has not been very peaceful here recently. I think you are injured and it is not appropriate to travel far. Why do you go back with me? My friend is a local garrison general, and he will arrange for you to stay."

"Actually, we want to go to a place away from the barbarians, called Guanyin Temple, and meet the female Bodhisattva there." The middle-aged man said: "The female Bodhisattva's prophecy is very effective, and her words make people regain hope."

"Prophecy? Hope?" Zhang Kaifeng frowned. For him, he never believed in these two things. However, looking at the pious look of these people, he did not interrupt. Troubled times are coming, and only faith can survive.

"Yes, that female Bodhisattva is very famous. Not only us Han people, but also many people from the barbarians will go there." The old man on the side sighed: "It is said that the female Bodhisattva is as beautiful as a celestial immortal, and her name is Yuxin."

"Yuxin!" Zhang Kaifeng, who was walking in front, looked shocked. Yuxin! I haven't heard of this name for a long time. Since I broke up in the capital, there has been no news about her. Could it be that she is really in the barbarians?

"Yes!" the old man was stunned and said, "Does my benefactor know her?"

"I don't know you, but there is a friend who is similar to the name of the female Bodhisattva." Zhang Kaifeng said indifferently.

Zhang Kaifeng was not saying anything, and rescued these four people from Sa Ri. They were following Zhang Kaifeng. The young child and the woman sat on the horse. Time seemed to be quiet. Because Zhang Kaifeng didn't say anything, and these people didn't know what to say to him.

After walking for a long time, suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came, and it was like thunder. Although the rolling dust and sand were still vaguely seen, there were quite a few people coming.

The family of four looked pale. They were tortured by Sari and were exhausted. It was impossible to run away. They looked desperate on their faces. There were not only barbarians on the grassland, but also bandits.

"Mr. You go! Don't worry about us anymore, I just hope that my husband can take my daughter-in-law and grandchildren away." The old man gritted his teeth and said, "It's up to us to stop you for a moment."

"Don't worry, if it's a large group of people, I might not be able to do it, but my sword can still kill them."

Zhang Kaifeng walked forward and stared coldly at the sand and dust that was getting closer and closer in front of him. A sensational aura suddenly burst out from his body. This aura was as wild as hell, crazy, and obviously murderous intent.

Dust was flying, and the sound of roaring horses came, and a solemn aura filled the air. The faint sense of oppression in the air made people have to face up to who was led by the army that came.

He stepped forward slowly and pulled out an inch of the sword body. The momentum condensed by Zhang Kaifeng's body became even stronger. This was not caused by his true energy dissipation, but rather the feeling of oppression that his personal energy and spirit were about to reach the top, and no one dared to ignore it.

The sound of horse hooves in the distance slowed down. He was wearing black armor and holding a black spear. His eyebrows suddenly frowned. Someone was blocking the horse team's way ahead, and the opponent's real body had not yet appeared. The imposing aura should not be underestimated. He needs to deal with it carefully.

"Form a formation!" The man with long eyebrows raised his gun and shouted.

As soon as the order fell, the black-armored cavalry behind the man suddenly formed an army formation. At the moment the formation was formed, the cavalry, which had only dozens of people, exuded a cold and solemn murderous aura.

"Let anyone dare to stop us, let him die under our iron hooves." The man in black armor snorted coldly: "Go forward."

The cavalry attacked again, and the two auras seemed to be about to disrupt the storm. As the distance between the two sides became closer, their movements became slower and slower, waiting for the other side to show up, and they launched a thunderous kill.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Suddenly, two angry shouts sounded, and the two people across the hills blew out a killing sound. The sound of horse hooves thundered and rushed forward. A figure came like lightning, almost incredible, and then arrived first. The cold sword light had already arrived like lightning, and slashed towards the front of the neck.

"Bold!" The man in black armor shouted angrily, and the black spear in his hand was like a fierce ghost, stabbing forward fiercely. The cold light burst out from his angry eyes, locking the figure that was leaping over.

One slash and one slash were as fast as lightning, causing the black-armored cavalry to react, and the two of them were already calling for help. However, the figure who had drawn the sword was obviously better at the battle. The tip of the spear was reflected in his pupil and allowed him to change his moves in an instant. The sword of slash turned into a sting, and it tangled up like a spirit snake. The body in the air was raised by several inches and slashed down with one sword.

"Um!"

A fierce shot was used by the other party. The black-armored man was not afraid or afraid. He loosened his palm and slapped the gun. The spear was stirred up like a black dragon, hitting Zhang Kaifeng's back. At the same time, the man clenched his fists, and a faint black light scattered on his fists, which was breathtaking.

Feeling the breath of stirring back, Zhang Kaifeng was still not afraid. When his feet turned around, he drove his whole body to rotate. The long sword in his hand even turned in the air, with cold sword lights.

"Do!Do!"

Two sounds of collision sounded, and sparks flew. This rotation instantly resolved the two attacks of the black-armored man.

"Um!"

The black spear was swept away by the powerful sword force, and the black-armored man groaned and almost flew backwards from his horse. Blood was overflowing from his fist. His fist was known for his iron fist, and he would never have thought that blood would ooze under this sword. He had never heard of such a terrifying sword force.

(End of this chapter)
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