On the way down the mountain, Ye Cheng was wearing Xiaoyao's robe and was very satisfied. This robe was woven from heavenly silk. Its super high protective power was comparable to ordinary armor. As long as a little more protection was added,
The body's aura cannot be broken even by ordinary swords.
Moreover, the two attached attributes are extremely useful, especially when fighting with masters. Naturally, it can produce unexpected effects. With the stainless steel sword obtained from Yang Xiao across the waist, riding on the shadow hoof, it will naturally be another high-spirited performance.
.
After the battle at Guangmingding, Ye Cheng gained a lot from it, and the path to martial arts became clearer than ever before. After seeing Zhang Wuji's strength, he had a real goal, and now he was swaggering down the mountain.
, even if someone with good intentions wants to cause trouble for him, he must weigh his own weight.
News among players is always the fastest. What happened on the Bright Summit soon spread throughout the world, and Ye Cheng's name appeared in front of everyone with an arrogant attitude.
Being able to fight alone, which made the Huashan Sword Theory shine so brightly, I Buddha compassionately nodded and admitted defeat. There are only a few players in the world who can do it. What is even more admirable is the kind of person who dares to challenge in the face of thousands of heroes.
courage.
Until the foot of the mountain, Ye Cheng didn't see a single player from the six sects. He thought to himself that these people were coming and going in such a hurry, running faster than anyone else for no good reason. They were just working hard for fame and fortune.
Not long after, Ye Cheng entered a dense forest and galloped along the path. Suddenly, a sense of danger entered the scene. He stopped suddenly, collected his horse and moved sideways. The next moment, he was walking forward.
There, arrows were nailed secretly and numbly, and there was a sound of piercing the air.
Ye Cheng moved sideways and hid in the grass. Ye Cheng was angry for a while. He unsheathed the long knife on his waist and saw a cold light in his eyes. Since someone dared to take the initiative to stroke his tiger beard, he naturally didn't mind saving these people. He secretly thought in his heart that he must be someone from the six sects.
To the extent that he hates himself, it's probably the people from Emei and that old nun who is extinct who definitely don't have a good opinion in his heart.
He restrained his breath and moved carefully in the forest. After a while, there was a noise from the forest. Ye Cheng stepped lightly and climbed up to a big tree next to him, lurking quietly.
After a moment, a dozen people with their heads covered rushed over. One of them whispered: "That person has a good hand. He should be hiding nearby. Be careful to find him and cut him!"
"Brother, the big team in front has moved. Let's follow suit. Don't worry about this one who is alone. The people in front are all big fish and big meat. It's really boring for us to fish for small shrimps here!"
"Shut up, this time the princess will personally lead the team to implement the plan. If we can get her appreciation, you and I will become prosperous in the future. If we accidentally risk our lives, we still have to work hard!"
"Yes, yes, big brother taught me a lesson!"
Ye Cheng couldn't help but was stunned. He didn't expect that these people were not disciples of Emei, but were commanded by some princess. However, these people suddenly appeared here. It seemed a little unreasonable. Their intentions were also unclear. He frowned and immediately became silent.
Falling down, the long knife in his hand brought out a blade of light, slashing at the person under the tree.
The strength of this group of people was not weak to begin with, but it was a pity that they encountered Ye Cheng this time. When someone in the crowd screamed, everyone hurriedly looked back to check. In an instant, a man in black was killed unexpectedly.
Four people fell in a pool of blood and left their homes.
The remaining seven people hurriedly drew their swords and attacked. When the swords flashed, there was a fierce atmosphere, and there was some tacit understanding under the excitement of the energy, but these were not enough to save their lives.
Ye Cheng, who had mastered sword skills, used enough strength to slash back with his sword without looking back, directly hitting the blades of the two people who were attacking. The spiral energy disappeared in a flash, and the two men groaned, and their bodies spun like tops.
Get up and go soft to the ground.
The body did not retreat but moved forward, and was hit by the sword light of the three people in front of him. The robe that was infused with body-protecting energy was filled with brilliance. Anyone could see that the clothes were extraordinary. Naturally, the black man also knew his stuff.
While waving the long knife, his eyes were full of greed.
Ye Cheng, who crashed into the crowd, tilted his body slightly and easily avoided the knife that was struck from above his head. He quickly pointed with his left hand and hit the man in black with the knife blade. There was a soft "dang" sound, and the latter
His arm went numb and he couldn't hold the knife, so he let it fall to the ground.
The long knife in his hand sliced away, and the other two people hurriedly retreated, using their weapons to block the blow, hoping to block the blow, but they didn't know Ye Cheng's strength after all. This knife seemed ordinary and weak, but the power contained in it was real
Unless they can block it, the final result will be that the person and the weapon are cut in two, hot and bloody blood spurts out immediately, and the internal organs are scattered all over the floor, which is disgusting.
The remaining two people who had not followed were frightened. They looked around and wanted to run away. However, the boss they were talking to before was not dead yet, and they did not dare to run away. They just stood there stiffly, dumbfounded.
Ye Cheng let out a "choking", sheathed his long sword, looked at the people sitting on the ground, and said coldly: "Tell me who you are and why you are intercepting me here, and maybe you will be spared if you tell me!
"
The leader of the men in black who fell to the ground shook his head and said: "You can't reveal any information about this mission, otherwise we will die directly. The punishment will be extremely severe. I can only tell you that all the people who came down the mountain have been captured, and the useless little soldiers will be put on the spot."
Kill!"
Ye Cheng frowned, knowing that it must be a restriction imposed by the system, which is the best way to prevent someone from revealing information. There are even some confidential tasks. Once accepted, they are not even allowed to go offline unless they are completed. Naturally, they do not doubt these people.
He told lies, but he did not believe that all the disciples of the six sects were killed. He shouted coldly: "There are tens of thousands of people in the six sects. How can you kill them all overnight? Stop fooling me.
There are only half-truths here, I want you to survive but not to die!"
After hearing this, the men in black shook their heads and looked as if they were waiting to die without saying a word.
When Ye Cheng saw this, he knew that he was unlikely to get any news. The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light shone, and five more corpses appeared. At this point, the team of twelve players was killed by him in a matter of seconds.
.
His heart sank inexplicably, and he seemed to feel a strange smell. Ye Cheng flew up to the treetops and rushed forward. As he pursued all the way, he gradually discovered that there were more and more corpses in the forest, all of them six.
Players and disciples of the sect, and the bodies of these people only had one fatal wound. Some had their necks cut open, and some had their hearts stabbed. They were obviously tortured to death without any resistance.
The strange and inexplicable phenomenon made Ye Cheng even more curious, and he even remembered what princess the previous person was talking about. It seemed that these people were most likely coming to target the six sects. Looking at the corpses in the forest,
I'm afraid there are no less than a few thousand people, and there are still densely packed corpses in front of them. I really don't know how these people were killed, and there is still no sign of resistance.
In the huge dense forest, there were all corpses. Even Ye Cheng felt a trace of infiltration, and was even more surprised by the mastermind behind the scenes. Even if there were so many people standing for the other party to kill, it would not be enough for thousands of people to kill them.
It can be done.
After tracking all the way, I finally found some clues in the northeast, which turned out to be a group of players. These people were resting in a mountain col. The number was between a hundred people. From Ye Cheng's perspective, I found that these people were all
I'm afraid none of the masters have top-notch strength.
He secretly took a breath. He really couldn't imagine what kind of people could have such great skills and could gather so many masters. You must know that these people are enough to destroy some so-called big gangs. Even the destruction of the Brotherhood is an easy task.
.
Until now, Ye Cheng has been tracking for more than an hour, carefully avoiding these people, and slowly searching around. Sure enough, he saw a large number of people in the valley several miles away. These people were not dressed up halfway.
Because these people are all wearing uniforms, according to the heraldic patterns on them, they should be the East Turkic army.
This discovery immediately confused Ye Cheng. He couldn't figure out how these people came here. He immediately thought that this was the territory of Tubo, and the Kunlun Mountains stretched for thousands of miles. It was easy to hide tens of thousands of people.
, some doubts in my heart are even more obvious.
But it was difficult to approach Yecheng for a while, because the arrangement of these soldiers was quite powerful, with one sentry every five steps and one post every ten steps. There were even some masters who were proficient in climbing on the rocky cliffs to look out. Just a little carelessness would kill them.
The whereabouts must be discovered.
"What a great guy!"
Ye Cheng thought to himself, knowing that the person who led the opponent must be someone who was proficient in marching formations. If he were an ordinary player, he would not be able to achieve this level of rigor.
He carefully withdrew and when Ye Cheng was thinking about whether to find out what was going on, the sound of a group of cavalry came from afar. He hurriedly and cautiously hid in the lush tree canopy and looked towards the end of the mountain road.
Two minutes later, a team of cavalry came forward gracefully. The sergeants around them were still from the East Turks. The leaders were two men dressed as monks, but they did not shave their heads. Especially the older man who looked a little older.
He is only over forty years old, but he feels extremely dangerous. There are several weapons similar to Buddhist Dharma Wheels hanging on one side of the horse's belly.
Looking along the team, Ye Cheng was horrified. The people sitting on that number of carriages were actually people from Shaolin and Emei. Among them were Kongwen, Kongzhi, Kongxing in front, Miexu, Zhou Zhiruo, Ding Minjun and others.
Behind them, a number of other carriages were also filled with disciples from both factions.
At this moment, these super masters were all sitting in a depressed state, silent and looking at the people around them with a look of shamelessness and helplessness.
Ye Cheng felt a trace of panic inexplicably. He really couldn't imagine what kind of role it would take to control these people at the same time. Moreover, the extinct Yitian Sword was even more terrifying. At this moment, these masters were like lambs. Where could they be?
The master's demeanor before was nothing more than fish and meat on the chopping board.
In the midst of speculation, a convoy of Emei disciples passed by. Looking at the sound, it turned out to be Zhou Zhiruo, who looked frail and lovely. She was holding the bloodshot Miejie on the corner of her mouth, looking blankly at the densely packed soldiers all around.
