Snow is flying all over the sky, blocking the view, and everything as far as the eye can see is white snowflakes
Suddenly, a pair of pitch-black eagle talons poked out from the splashing snow, grabbing old man Duanmu's vest silently and unexpectedly like lightning.
The spiritual sense of a warrior is extremely sharp, especially the warrior with higher cultivation level, the more sensitive he is to danger.
Just when the pair of sharp claws glowing with black light were about to catch the critical hair on Old Man Duanmu's vest, Old Man Duanmu's head of white hair was violently smashed away, like a hedgehog, with all the white hair standing on end.
He felt an unprecedented crisis
"ah!"
With a loud shout, old man Duanmu kicked his feet on the ground, "Boom!" The ground beneath his feet exploded immediately, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow.
"Lie!"
A piece of rag floated down, and old man Duanmu rushed forward three to forty meters in an instant. There was a hole more than a foot long in his vest, and the muscles on his back could be seen.
Turning around suddenly, at this time, the splashed snow had fallen to the ground again. The old man with black beard was slowly walking towards old man Duanmu.
The old man with black beard seemed to be strolling leisurely, but with every step he took, there was a distance of three or four feet. In just a few steps, the old man with black beard came to the front of old man Duanmu.
"Good guy, the Iron Claw Eagle King is indeed well-deserved." Old man Duanmu couldn't help but tighten his right hand on the knife. He almost died.
Old man Duanmu's expression changed, he looked coldly at the black-bearded old man in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Longying, do you really want to fight to the death and hurt both sides?"
Just now, if old man Duanmu had been too late to dodge for half a second, he would have died in the snow.
This is a desolate and cold mountainous area. Even if old man Duanmu is killed by the black-bearded old man here, no one will know and no one will collect the body of old man Duanmu.
"Hmph! Is there any more fake stuff?" Long Ying, the black-bearded old man, had murderous intent in his eyes.
The black-bearded old lady has a good background. He is a peak martial artist of the evil way. He has powerful eagle claw skills. He has killed many masters of the right way. He is a famous ruthless figure in the evil way.
"A good bird still knows how to choose a tree to roost in. The demon sect is gone, why do you still need to serve Xi Wuyan?" Old Man Duanmu persuaded.
"Hmph!" Long Ying's face showed a trace of disdain, "Although I, Mr. Long, am not a good person, I still know what 'loyalty' is. If you ask me to seek refuge with your master, wouldn't you be committing injustice on me?"
"I'm not like you, a wallflower who just sticks to whatever direction is best for me."
"You..." Old Man Duanmu was immediately furious, "You said I'm a wallflower?"
"Qiang...!" Old Man Duanmu tightened his grip on the sword, and a bright sword light suddenly shot out from the single sword he was holding, and the sharp sword energy surged.
"What, did I say something wrong?" The disdain in Long Ying's eyes became even stronger.
"Yeah, you're so angry with me." Old Man Duanmu was furious. He held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and then slashed forward with the knife.
"Canopy!"
The snow on the ground was immediately stirred up by the biting wind of the sword and splashed to both sides. The sword's light suddenly surged four feet, and it struck the dragon eagle head-on. The sword's light was as sharp as a horse, slashing straight through the air. The sword's energy was vertical and horizontal, and its power was astonishing.
The old man Duanmu burst into anger, and the sword light quickly broke through the air, creating a heart-stopping and harsh sound of air explosion, as if the sword even cut through the void.
"Brush!" The dragon eagle moved, like wind and lightning, and rushed out from under the sword. Then it put its feet on the snow and flew towards old man Duanmu like a hunting goshawk.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting together again. The martial arts cultivation of these two people was about the same as that of others. It was difficult to tell the winner. The sword was like a horse. The claw shadows in the sky were constantly colliding with the sword light and claw shadows, making dense noises.
There was a sound of metal clashing, and for a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other.
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The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has many mountains, especially snow-capped mountains
Outside a snow valley in the mountains, four figures appeared
A young man, three middle-aged men, one of whom has a fat head, big ears, a big belly, and a figure similar to that of Zhu Bajie.
There were two other middle-aged men. One had a sallow complexion, as if he was severely malnourished, and was as thin as a bamboo pole; the other was as strong as a cow, with bulging muscles all over his body.
"You guys are standing guard outside. If someone comes out, shoot and kill them." The young man's words were very calm, so calm that they didn't contain any emotion.
"Yes, Mr. Chu!" The three middle-aged men with their own "characteristics" quickly responded.
They didn't see how the young man moved. The three middle-aged people only felt their eyes blur, and the young man disappeared, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
"So fast!"
The three middle-aged men looked at each other, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes. In just a few days, this young man showed an amazing level of cultivation that made them unable to have any thoughts of resistance.
Let them clearly realize that killing them is as easy as squeezing an ant to death, or even easier than squeezing an ant to death.
That young man is Nangong Chu
The intimidating power he showed intentionally or unintentionally completely shocked the three evil masters.
Boss He has already stepped into the threshold of innateness and can be regarded as half an innate warrior. He has the deepest impression of how powerful Nangong Chu is.
The more they realize how powerful Nangong Chu is, the less they dare to resist. They have to accept their fate. The Forbidden God Finger planted by Nangong Chu on them is no joke.
Nangong Chu stepped into the snow valley in one step and moved very quickly in the snow valley. His expression changed throughout the snow valley, and there was no breath of human beings.
There are several caves in the snow valley, and there are burnt ashes of wood in the caves. Obviously, a group of people lived in these caves before, and the number of these people was quite large.
If there is someone lurking in the valley, it is absolutely difficult to escape Nangong Chu's extremely powerful "god" induction. As long as he is not dead, all kinds of life characteristics will appear on his body.
This kind of life characteristic cannot be concealed in front of an innately accomplished warrior no matter what.
In less than a minute, Nangong Chu appeared again at the entrance of the Snow Valley. The fat and thin Er He and the strong man Mu Tu Hong hurriedly greeted him.
When they saw Nangong Chu's face, they felt a thump in their hearts. They knew that most of the people in the snow valley were deserted. Their hearts couldn't help but worry about this place again. This time, they pounced three times in a row.
It’s empty!
In the rolling snow-capped mountains, it is difficult to find a hiding place for Zhen Wuyan! Because there are so many places to hide in the desolate snow-capped mountains.
"The cunning rabbit has three caves. The witch Xi Wuyan is simply ten thousand times more cunning than the cunning rabbit!" Nangong Chu said fiercely.