Eight years ago, something big and small happened at Fuyuguan.

The cause and effect of the matter was extremely simple. At that time, the border army under Liang Xuan fought to death, alarming Li Yi, the supreme leader of the six passes of Yizhou.

Liang Xuan is a rising star, but in Li Yi's opinion, a general who cannot even control his brothers. No matter how brave he is on the battlefield, it is difficult to take on a great task.

Therefore, Li Yi did not leave any affection for Liang Xuan, and scolded him in front of the 60,000 soldiers at Fuyu Pass, hoping that Liang Xuan would remember this lesson and grow further through setbacks.

However, after this incident, Liang Xuan did meet Li Yi's standards on the surface.

He was good at managing the army, and his brothers surrounded him closely, but secretly began eight years of planning.

He used the "good intentions" to draw a large amount of silver, bribed the old border army and released the signpost, quickly accumulated the original capital, and then collected the retired border army through various means and established a direct tribe outside the border.

Today, eight years later, of course, he is no longer willing to be alone in Fuyu Pass.

Therefore, through his operations, Lingyin County suffered unanticipated disaster.

But Li Yi could not see any clues about this extreme method? Under his pressure, Liang Xuan finally failed to get what he wanted. Fan Xu came to Fuyu Pass and became the general guarding the pass that he had longed for for half a year.

However, whether it is to rank the top students or accumulate military achievements, Liang Xuan is sure to win. Fan Xu's arrival can only explain one problem. Li Yi, who speaks at the six gates of Yizhou, is suppressing him.

Liang Xuan had to start to act carefully, but he never thought that after nearly three months of silence, Fan Xu arrested several border soldiers who were neglecting their duties.

Bian Jun'er revealed his whereabouts of the "good-minded person", and what he didn't expect was that a fat man named Tian Dedong actually noticed some clues.

This made Liang Xuan restless. Fortunately, in the past six months, he inserted countless people into various borders. The fat man was in the hands of his own people, but unfortunately, there was a child named Zhang Xiaodao who had a good relationship with the local emperor.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaodao must die, so with this pursuit.

The retired border army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, with more than 3,000 people, was the main force in the pursuit. With the help of the enemy team, Liang Xuan used the greatest strength to ensure that the operation was foolproof.

However, during these three days, there were constant news, which made him unable to sleep or eat.

The Ren family mistakenly failed. His body was found and was gnawed by ants.

Sun Desheng did not take action, hid in the dense forest, eating wild animals all day long, very lazy, but also leisurely and happy.

The child named Zhang Xiaodao was still not found and had almost all traces lost.

Liang Xuan had to make sure that Zhang Xiaodao was dead, so he could only use the power hidden in the border again to insert almost all the checkpoints leading to Jiyiguan into the manpower.

Zhang Xiaodao understood this truth. There was an insider, that is, there would be countless insider ghosts. Even if the old Qingniu could bypass the barren mountains with his speed, he would definitely not be able to go back to the border.

So he simply chose to stay in the deep mountains and rivers to kill people, but he needed to first take care of his body and a thread of white silk on his temples.

During these five days, in addition to maintaining sleep, he studied the secret scripts in his mind that Wang Luohan left behind.

When the roots of the white silk gradually turned a little black, he and the old green bull walked out of the tree hole that had been hiding for five days!

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Liang Bufan led the other nine people through the dense forest. They were one of the huge troops chasing Zhang Xiaodao this time.

But there was no clue for the past five days, which made the large army, including those who were densely populated in the wilderness and ridges, begin to feel disheartened.

Therefore, many people believe that the man named Zhang Xiaodao had already escaped from their encirclement, and naturally, some people began to slack in these teams.

"Brother Liang, let's take a rest." An old Bian Juner with white hair suggested.

Liang Bufan raised his eyes like a gap, looked at the surrounding environment, and sighed: "Okay, this mountain has been searched for the fourth time, that kid is definitely not here."

After talking, a group of ten people found a shade to rest.

With the branches and leaves, the ten people took out the kettle around their waists and placed it more neatly on their lips.

Liang Bufan's kettle was also placed on his lips, but he did not fill it with big mouthfuls like others.

His ears moved slightly, as if he could hear some unusual sounds around him.

The sound is not loud, extremely weak, but it is full of rhythm. Although Liang Bufan, who had been in the border army for fifteen years, had no relationship with their master Liang Xuan, his level of hearing and sound recognition is quite experienced.

From his voice, he could tell that the beast was running. In each movement, the beast would use a powerful retreat to rush his body far away.

The sound is getting closer and closer, and it is exactly where they are.

Liang Bufan raised his eyebrows, because the powerful beast in the mountains and forests had been cleaned up three days ago, so there was not even a single egg left. At this time, the beast that dared to come to them seemed to have nothing else except the green cow under the crotch of that man.

Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly, and a knife light came quickly in his vision.

The sword light was silver in color and shaped for half a month, and it broke through all the thorns until it came to Liang Bufan's eyes.

Liang Bufan exclaimed, subconsciously crawled, choking his face on the ground.

The knife light cut off several of his hair, and after making a "puff" sound, it penetrated into the ancient tree of the sky behind Liang Bufan.

Two men in black who were still drinking water around Liang Bufan were cut into pieces, and their heads and water splashed out.

Immediately afterwards, there was a terrifying sound.

"Crack." The ancient tree in the sky that could be embraced by ten people seemed overwhelmed.

But no one cares about whether they will kill the tree at this time. In their sight, a blue cow galloping towards them, carrying a young man holding a long sword.

The falling snow in Zhang Xiaodao's hand dragged it on the ground and cut countless soil and weeds. After coming ten feet away, he raised the knife in his hand and suddenly shot out.

Liang Bufan lay on the ground and saw this scene. He suddenly exerted force on his waist and rolled to the left.

Unexpectedly, his donkey rolled extremely successfully, and the figure like an arrow passed by him, and he was about to shout: "Strike back."

But I heard the sound of chopping melons and vegetables.

The sound didn't sound terrifying. Liang Bufan's nostrils also had the most common smell of earth rather than blood in his nostrils recently, but he knew in his heart that everyone underestimated the teenager who was killed by this cup.

Zhang Xiaodao broke into the ten people, and the long sword was as fast as lightning, either chopping, chopping, picking, or turning, picking, or blocking, or stabbing, or smuggling, or wiping, or supporting, or hanging, or emptying, or slashing.

"The Thirteen Styles of the Waste Sword" is fully displayed under the flying of the fallen snow knife.

Zhang Xiaodao's majestic vitality was also poured into the fallen snow knife. Every time he used a knife, there would be a soft whisper, and the sword energy was thrust out, with amazing power.

One move, one move, or two moves, almost just between three breaths. Except for Liang Bufan, the other nine people died here, and the death was different.

Liang Bufan finally stood up and saw the bloody brother below the tree after it collapsed. He saw the brother hanging on the trunk of the tree and the sword pierced through his heart. He saw the brother lying in the weeds and being divided into two...

The death of nine people made him completely disappointed. He knew that it would be difficult for him to beat the young man in front of him, but he knew that escaping at this time would lead to death faster.

He believed that the sound of fighting here had spread throughout the barren mountains, and he believed that he could wait for reinforcements only after persisting for a short while.

So he pulled out the knife, showing a solemn expression, and aimed the tip of the knife at Zhang Xiaodao, who had just killed nine people but was calm.

Zhang Xiaodao turned his head and looked at Liang Bufan's sharp sword pointing at his hand but put Luo Xue back into the scabbard.

Liang Bufan subconsciously swallowed and spitted, watching Zhang Xiaodao walk step by step, ready to fight for his life.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression was very plain when walking on the bloody weeds, as if he was wandering around, but his eyes revealed seriousness. He lowered his head and looked at the traces left after the battle. He stepped forward step by step, and the sound of the soles of the shoes connecting the weeds was particularly clear, which made Liang Bufan extremely nervous.

Zhang Xiaodao's actions were a kind of contempt. Liang Bufan took a deep breath and responded: "If you want to kill, kill, why pretend to be calm in front of me?"

So, Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyes.

Liang Bufan saw Zhang Xiaodao's eyes clearly. They were a pair of pure eyes but mixed with hatred. There may be many unknown secrets here, but Liang Bufan did not have the opportunity to explore them.

The moment Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyes, the invisible vitality turned into two flying knives and stabbed into Liang Bufan's eyes.

Liang Bufan's eyes instantly spurted blood, and his whole person fell to the ground in a flip position. His eyes turned into two huge holes, which ran across the back of his head.

From time to time, red and white mixed with a lot of dirty liquid flowed out.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't speak until the beginning. After stepping on the old green niu, he finally spoke: "Go, continue!"

On this day, the barren mountains became a bloody battlefield, and ten teams of people were destroyed in a row, and no one survived.

Lin Dong and Fang Mai quickly arrived at the site where the first team had an accident. They saw Liang Bufan, who was still intact in death, looked at the big hole on his face that was supposed to have eyes, but now it was already full of ants, and took more than a breath of cold air.

"This is?"

"He should have at least reached the top-grade condensation of Zhiqi realm when he reaches this sharpness."

"This is too unwilling, how old is he?"

“There is another possibility.”

"Do you think he will learn the supreme method of qi retention in the army here?"

“It’s not impossible.”

"It would be fine if this is the case. If it really reaches the level of solidification, it would be a bit too hard."
Chapter completed!