The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

The cold wind messed up Lin Yu's temple hair, revealing a cold and calm face.Those deep eyes flashed a cold and lonely light, and glanced at Feng Jianping's body.

Although Lin Yu had already defeated Feng Jianping at this time, Yixue was ashamed of his defeat four months ago.But deep in his heart, there was no joy at all, not only no joy at all, but a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Even if Feng Jianping is killed, Qing'er and Xin'er will not be reborn because of this...

Thinking of this, Lin Yu couldn't help sighing for a long time, and glanced coldly. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the group of silent onlookers.Then he walked down the mountain without looking back, intending to leave the top of Huashan.

However, before Lin Yu took two steps, his brows suddenly frowned, his expression turned into frost in an instant, and he secretly said in surprise, "What a murderous aura!"

Just when Lin Yu's eyes glanced around like lightning, his expression suddenly condensed on his face.In the mountains not far away, he saw a figure in white clothes who looked like a nine-day fairy.Although separated by layers of clouds and mist, it is not very clear to see.However, he was sure that this was the mysterious woman who deliberately lured him to Yingyue Ancient Well more than four months ago and told him with a snow-white silk handkerchief that Qing'er was still alive.

After realizing this, Lin Yu frowned tightly again, and said secretly in his heart: "it's her, why did she appear here?"

The moment Lin Yu discovered the mysterious woman, the mysterious woman seemed to have also discovered Lin Yu.The two sleeves rose up against the wind, like a dancing fairy, and gradually disappeared from Lin Yu's sight.

Seeing the figure of the mysterious woman, it gradually disappeared from my sight.Lin Yu's clear and waveless eyes immediately rippled, and then he secretly lucked out and chased after him.

Lin Yu's figure just disappeared on the top of Huashan Mountain. Hundreds of black shadows, like ghosts and ghosts, came up from the bottom of the mountain without anyone noticing.The disciples of the Eight Gates Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect fell down in a sea of ​​blood before they could react to what was going on.

By the time some experts from the Eight Great Gates Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect reacted, more than half of the disciples had already been killed or injured.In an instant, the top of Mount Hua was once again reduced to a purgatory on earth.

A middle-aged swordsman fought bloody battles, his eyes widened, and he said in astonishment, "Who are these men in black? Why are their movements as weird as ghosts?"

Another companion took the conversation and replied: "It seems that their body skills and martial arts don't look like the moves of the Central Plains martial arts. They should come from the Western Regions."

An old man over [-] years old, seeing this bloody scene, seemed to think of the horrible past, and immediately exclaimed: "No, it's a member of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions!"

Hearing the name of the Demonic Sect of the Western Regions, the corners of the mouth of an old man in gray robe twitched suddenly, and he let out a panicked voice: "Didn't the Demonic Sects of the Western Regions have been completely wiped out 20 years ago? How could it be possible? Reappear in the rivers and lakes again?"

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Just when some masters of the Central Plains Wulin were fighting in a series of bloody battles, they were making terrified and restless voices.A burst of creepy laughter suddenly came from all directions,

This loud laughter, like thousands of shining sharp swords, struck from all around.Those masters hadn't realized what was going on.Suddenly, I only felt my whole body, as if being swallowed by a terrifying demon.After struggling painfully for a few moments, it turned into a puddle of blood and fell limp on the ground forever.

This laughter is like thousands of ghosts crying together, which makes the whole world not change.In an instant, the entire top of Mount Hua became a purgatory on earth.Countless corpses fell one after another, piling up into a hill.The gurgling blood gathered along the gully to form a blood stream, which gurgled down the mountain, emitting bursts of pungent stench under the blowing of the cold wind.

Before the terrifying laughter fell, layers of tumbling black clouds suddenly appeared in the sunny sky just now, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.

boom!

Accompanied by a terrifying thunder and lightning, two mountain-like black palm prints were shot from the billowing black clouds, pressing straight to the top of Huashan Mountain.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew across the top of Huashan Mountain, and countless children from the Jianghu were directly photographed as meat paste, mixed with flying boulder fragments, splashing everywhere, the scene was extremely horrible.

At this time, the hundreds of black-clothed killers who took the lead in killing the top of Huashan Mountain all knelt down on the ground the moment they saw the billowing black clouds, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the suzerain, the demon sect of the Western Regions, and rule the rivers and lakes!" , for generations to come!"

Amid a burst of shouts, the billowing black clouds floating in the midair gradually dissipated, and a man in a black robe, like a stream of black light, appeared on the top of Mount Hua, on the tallest boulder.

"My Demon Sect of the Western Regions has endured for 20 years, and finally set foot in the Central Plains martial arts again! Haha...haha..."

At this time, a black-clothed guard stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying: "I want to report to the suzerain, all the people in the rivers and lakes on the top of Huashan Mountain have been killed, and none of them slipped through the net!"

The head of the Demon Sect's face darkened in an instant when he heard the news, and he shouted in a concentrated voice: "The Five Sacred Sword Sect, the Hengshan Sword Sect and the Huashan Sword Sect have survived in name only, and the other Three Sacred Sword Sects have also suffered heavy casualties. , It doesn’t pose much of a threat. However, those old guys from the eight sects are still there, and before they fully react, they should be defeated one by one as soon as possible, and they must not be allowed to join hands to deal with us like they did 20 years ago.”

"Yes, suzerain!" More than a hundred guards in black shouted in unison.

At this time, the master of Mozong seemed to have thought of something, his expression sank, and he asked sharply, "can you find any trace of Lin Yu?"

The leading men in black looked at each other, and fell silent for a moment as if they were dead. Qi Feiyang bowed his hands and said, "Report to the suzerain, after Lin Yu killed Feng Jianping, he disappeared... "

Before Qi Feiyang's voice fell, the lord of Mozong threw up his sleeves and was furious, and shouted: "since you don't know where you are, why don't you hurry up and find me. If Lin Yu ruins the lord's event, I want you all to die without burial place."

Hearing the anger of Mozong's suzerain, Qi Feiyang and other black-clothed guards were shocked, but they said a few more words, and responded respectfully with a slightly trembling voice: "Yes, suzerain!"

At this time, Lin Yu was chasing the trace of the mysterious woman from noon to afternoon, from afternoon to night, from night to late night, and barely stopped until dawn the next day.

The reason for stopping was not that Lin Yu caught up with the mysterious woman in white, but on the contrary, he completely lost his pursuit.

In fact, according to Lin Yu's body skills and lightness skills, looking at the world today, there are really few people who can make him catch up for a day and a night, but there are really not many people, at most two or three people.

Although this mysterious woman's movement is as graceful as a fairy, if Lin Yu pursues her with all his strength, he will be able to catch up with her in at most three or five hours.

But on the way, Lin Yu found that this mysterious woman in white seemed to be luring him to a certain place.Remembering that she had saved her own life before, she told herself that Qing'er was still alive.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu naturally didn't try his best to catch up with her, and kept a proper distance from her all the time.He also wanted to see where this mysterious woman in white was trying to lead him, and what was her ultimate goal?

But before dawn the next day, the mysterious woman in white led Lin Yu into a bamboo forest. After going around a few times, under the cover of night, her figure suddenly disappeared from Lin Yu's sight up.

Lin Yu frowned slightly, glanced at the surrounding environment carefully, and said to himself secretly: "strange, where did that mysterious woman in white go? Why did she disappear in the blink of an eye? gone?"

With all kinds of doubts in his heart, Lin Yu searched carefully in the bamboo forest for nearly half an hour, but still found nothing.

Suddenly, Lin Yu stopped in his tracks, raised his head slightly, looked at the whirling bamboo shadows, his heart suddenly shook, and he said secretly: "This bamboo forest is so familiar, I seem to have been here before."

When thinking of this, Lin Yu's eyes were suddenly attracted by a broken bamboo, and he walked up quickly.

Realizing this, Lin Yu's heart was shocked suddenly, and his expression was frozen like frost in an instant. He said in amazement: "This is the sword mark left by Qingfeng Sword. This is the small bamboo forest outside Jiangnan Aolin Villa!"

Thinking of Aolin Mountain Villa, Lin Yu's eyes that do not have the slightest ripple immediately rippled, and his heart also began to fluctuate, and he did not calm down for a long time.

"Who is that mysterious woman in white? Why did she lead me to this Aolin Villa? Could it be..."

Suddenly, Lin Yu seemed to think of something, and his whole body froze there, motionless, as if shocked by electricity.Then subconsciously, she took out the snow-white silk handkerchief from her bosom.After staring at the crooked "Qing" character on it for a long time, an unstoppable gleam appeared in his clear eyes, like a dim star suddenly shining brightly...

Thinking of this, Lin Yu tightly held the snow-white silk handkerchief in his palm, staring at the direction of Aolin Villa with both eyes, the corners of his mouth also twitched subconsciously, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, excited Shouting: "Could it be that Qing'er is still alive..."