It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 101

"I haven't seen it, go away!" Huerle yelled.

The stone bridge boy blinked, but he didn't speak, but he didn't get angry.

"Hey, hey." Cheng Dalei ran back on the horse again, panting, "I am the picturesque, handsome young man you are looking for."

The young man glanced at Cheng Dalei, pursed his lips and smiled, giving Cheng Dalei an encouraging look.

your sister!

This kind of look of encouragement, knowing that the other party is a fool, but trying not to expose it, is it trying to prove your self-cultivation, or to express my stupidity!

At the same time as the young man was playing Range Dalei, Cheng Dalei also looked at the other party. The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, tall and slender, with a powdered face and a linen robe that had been washed white. With a smile on his face, the sun is tight, and it seems that the cold snow in the four directions is also melting under his sunny smile.

"Could it be that you are the handsome and handsome young master?" Cheng Dalei asked tentatively.

The young man laughed without saying a word.

"Zhao Yun?"

The boy smiled, shaking his head this time.

"Then who are you?"

"My name is unremarkable, and it is estimated that you may not have heard of it before." The young man smiled humbly, and said something very common: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong."

hiss!

Cheng Dalei took a deep breath, and it was nothing unusual!

There was a sound of hooves, and Xu Shenji and his party rushed to the horse. Several people shouted in unison: "Don't panic, we'll save you!"

The boy's eyes lit up, he waved his hand over there, and he was about to walk over.

"Boy, go to hell."

Huerle rode on his horse and slashed with an axe.

"Sorry, you're in the way."

The boy raised his eyebrows and stared at the axe that was running over. He stumbled to avoid it, and grabbed a handful in the snow on the bridge.

Pusuo Suosuo snow powder ripples, like the glass world has been smashed and scattered, and a bright silver spear is caught from the snow. The gun body flicked, like a snow python wrapped in thunder.

There is no winner or loser.

"Zilong, get on the horse!"

Cheng Dalei got off the horse and slapped it hard on the horse's butt.

The young man took a step forward and jumped to stand on the horse, with his feet on the saddle, his spear picked like a dragon.

Cheng Dalei breathed a long sigh of relief and shouted, "Zilong, kill!"

The boy ignored him.

Liu Bei shouted: "Zilong, kill!"

The young star's eyes are cold, and with these words, he seems to have changed a person. With the gun in the palm of his hand, he made a spiral, holding the reins in one hand, and stabbing the gun in the throat of Hurle in the other.

"I accept your head."

what!

If Cheng Dalei is not the handsome and handsome young master, Cheng Dalei is not dissatisfied... Anyway, it is not much different. But if you say that Liu Bei is... Look at his bitter expression, how blind he is.

hiss!

Cheng Dalei took a deep breath, his back molars hurt a little.

The two of them fought with similar wheels. They turned around to fight, snow powder swayed, and the jade was smashed into pieces.

At this moment, Qin Man and Lin Shaoyu had joined the battle group and fought against Chihu, Yede and others, and in a very short time, they regained their weapons.

The spear swept across, and the plum blossoms bloomed.

Qin Man was full of fire, and only now did it unfold, and in the encirclement of more than ten riders, he did not fall behind. With the combined efforts of Lin Shaoyu, he smashed a person off his horse.

But the most exciting battle is still between the teenager and Huerle, and Huerle is gradually showing his defeat. He didn't expect that such a young boy would have such an excellent marksmanship, and his riding skills were by no means inferior to him.

Name: Zhao Zilong (a fledgling top martial artist)

Age: 15

Skill: Hundred Birds and Phoenix Spear

Hidden Attribute: Gentian

Gee!

Cheng Dalei praised again and again, he was only fifteen years old, and he was already a top talent.

Thus, the outcome is decided.

Zhao Zilong controlled the horse with his legs, grabbed the handle of the gun with one hand and the barrel of the gun with the other, and threw it all at once, and stabbed it out with one shot. Although there is only one shot, if thousands of shots are fired at the same time, thousands of shots will merge into one shot, and they will pierce through like lightning and thunder.

Huerle was pierced in his right shoulder and fell off his horse.

But he was still strong, holding the axe in his left hand and swinging in circles.

Cheng Dalei gasped at this moment and regained some physical strength. He pulled out his sword, took a look at the gap, and stabbed Huerle's calf with a sword.

Huerle fell to the ground, stared at Cheng Dalei, and threw his axe against him in severe pain.

"Dog thief, go to hell!"

Cheng Dalei kicked him down into the snow, blood soaked the snow on the wet ground, he gasped for breath, and clenched the axe in his hand.

Cheng Dalei pierced his wrist, and after pulling it out, a blood hole appeared on his forearm.

"Dog thief..."

A sword pierced through his lungs.

"Dog..." Looking at the bright tip of the sword above his head, the remaining words were swallowed into his mouth.

"Hey, do you believe in justice?" Cheng Dalei asked.

Hey, what the hell is this!

"Do you believe in justice?" Cheng Dalei asked again.

Huerle opened his mouth wide, gasped for breath, and blood sprayed out of his mouth.

"Don't tell me you've been in the city for so long, haven't you heard a legend?" Cheng Dalei held the sword in both hands, and there seemed to be a holy sheen on his face.

"Blessed are those who believe in good faith. The most violent evil in the world should be understood by the most violent good. When the day of justice comes, let the dead die and the living live. There is no place for all evil to hide."

"so……"

Cheng Dalei paused: "Do you believe in justice?"

Huerle gritted his teeth, tried to recover his breath, suddenly grasped the axe, and swung it towards Cheng Dalei.

Cheng Dalei cut off his right hand with a sword.

The battle between Qin Man and Lin Shaoyu was almost decided. After Zhao Zilong joined the battle, the situation became more obvious. One by one, someone was picked off the horse, Qin Man's shot was extremely heavy, and the people he worked under were seriously injured even if they didn't die.

Seeing that the situation here in Hu'erle was dangerous, Chihu and the others were dead and charged, but they couldn't break through the iron wall erected by the three Qin Man.

"little Prince!"

"little Prince!"

Chihu and the others were devastated and shouted for life.

Cheng Dalei turned a deaf ear, and pointed his sword at Huerle's eyes. Huerle's eyes were still full of anger, eager to swallow Cheng Dalei's flesh.

"Look at this day..." Cheng Dalei pointed his sword to the sky and sighed, "How high is this day."

"Look at this place..." Cheng Dalei pointed to the ground with his sword: "The snow on this ground is so white."

"Look at this axe again..." Cheng Dalei returned the sword to its sheath and grabbed the axe on the ground.

Huerle was speechless and could only say in a very weak voice: "Axe, my axe...my storm axe..."

Cheng Dalei held the handle of the axe with both hands.

"It's my fucking axe!"

Cheng Dalei shouted this line out loud, swung down the axe fiercely, and chopped off his head while Huerle couldn't rest his eyes.

Blood spurted out of the cavity, and fell not only on the snow-capped mountains, but also on Cheng Dalei's clothes.

The sky is high, the snow is white, and this axe is mine.

These are truths and should not be questioned.