Young people's singing: playing and singing, Asking the Sword Xueyue City

At night, the moon is like a fine hook.

The entire sect of the Tianquan Sect was covered in ice and snow, a white expanse, and countless fire points could be seen halfway up the mountainside of the staggered peaks in the distance, and the highest Tianquan Hall had the most fire.

In front of Lu Yi and the others, there was a huge waterfall.

The ice sculptures around the cliffs of the waterfall shimmer eerily against the background of moonlight and torches.

In the center of the waterfall hangs a huge swarthy iron gate, emitting a cold light.

The gate of the Tianquan Sect on the twenty-zhang-high cliff loomed, blending in with the surrounding ice and snow environment.

If you want to enter the Tianquan Sect, you must either let the Tianquan Sect put down the big iron gate, or rely on the huge chains on the left and right sides to climb up, and only those with a superb body can easily enter.

The pool beneath the waterfall is crystal clear, and the surface of the water reflects the ice sculptures on the cliffs.

The open space on both sides of the pool was large, and densely packed iron-armored soldiers stood in formation, one by one, holding swords, halberds and shields, with serious expressions and cold and ruthless eyes.

Torches burned all around, illuminating the snowy landscape.

Lu Yi and Xiao Se stood in front, on the left were Wuxin, Lei Wuxian, Sikong Qianluo, and on the right were Wushuang, Tang Lian, and Tiannurui.

No, Rhubarb is the one who stands at the front.

At this time, Big Yellow was eloquent and vigorous, and there was no timid look at all.

Lu Yi was carrying a guqin, an erhu, holding Chen Qing's magic flute, and a golden shining nag on his chest.

Xiao Se held a black, long iron rod.

Lu Yi's erhu was bought in Youquan Town, and after Lu Yi's iron rod was allowed, the Xuantie epee was melted in the blacksmith shop and beaten freshly.

Sikong Qianluo named this iron rod Xuantie Burning Fire Stick, because this stick is dark and black.

"Everyone, if you can't fight, you can run, there is no need to fight to the death to save my sister!"

"It's not worth losing any of you, even if my sister is important to me."

Lu Yi turned around and said solemnly to everyone, although Wushuang and Sikong Qianshi came halfway and did not have a deep friendship, he received this rare friendship.

"Okay, Lu Yi, you've said it eight hundred times along the way, we know what to do." Lei Wujian took a step forward and said with a smile.

"The next battle is a hard battle, I don't want to really chant the sutra for you, remember to protect yourself." Wuxin clasped his hands together, and the words were very soft, but Xiao Se and the others found that Wuxin was not bad, and they all listened to the words.

"It's been verbose for a long time, can you fight? I remember that Rhubarb borrowed me to play for a month afterwards. Wushuang held it in both hands, carrying a sword box the size of him, facing the thousand iron-armored soldiers around him without paying attention at all, his gaze was aimed at the peak halfway up the mountain, and then turned to Big Yellow, who showed a charming smile at Wushuang, feeling that going to Wushuang City was bound to reach the peak of dog life.

Xiao Se held the Xuan Iron Bar in his hand and yawned lazily: "Everything is according to Lu Yi's plan, quick victory, go back to sleep well after fighting." "

And at this time.

The old man of Tianquan who was in the Tianquan Hall and the hall master of the Killer Hall saw Lu Yi and everyone from the top of the mountain.

"These people have united to defeat the white-haired immortal and the purple-clothed marquis of the outer heavens, do you think a thousand iron-armored soldiers can catch them?"

The phantom shadow said in a low voice: "It's hard to say, Tang Lian is the chief disciple of Snow Moon City, Lei Wujian is Lei Hong's disciple, and Yue Ji's younger brother has strange martial arts, according to the news, he uses music as a martial art." Sikong Qianshi has mastered the marksmanship, and can be regarded as a genius, as for that Xiao Se does not seem to know martial arts, the strength of Tiannurui cannot be underestimated, and he has been famous for a long time for the three-knife dance, and that monk has no intention is what we need to pay attention to, but he can master the thirty-two forbidden arts of the Rakshasa Hall, is a disciple who forgets his worries, and cultivates to the peak of the free realm. Carrying the sword box is the genius young man Wushuang of Wushuang City, now he can control four swords, in this generation of young people, his strength is no less than Wuxin, if he dies, the two will definitely be able to win the sword immortal.

"As for the dog, you can't underestimate it."

Old Man Tianquan was surprised: "When can a dog enter the eyes of your Killer Hall Master?"

The phantom said seriously: "That dog snatched the artifact under the eyes of the white-haired fairy and in full view of everyone."

"This dog must be human!" Such a dangerous scene, people came with it, but they did not come to die. "

Huh? That's kind of interesting. Old Man Tianquan touched his chin and pondered: "These young people are indeed geniuses, so it's good." Have you told the disciples of the sect these news?

"It has been informed, and after they learned the details of Tang Lian and the others, they had a strong will to fight, and they were very interested in these people who came to rescue."

"Oh~ just what I want, using these geniuses to train our Tianquan Sect killers, being able to capture alive more proves the strength of our Tianquan Sect, maybe His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince originally wanted to see if our Tianquan Sect had this ability."

The old man of Tianquan smiled, seemed to be in a very good mood, stared at the mountain and said, "A thousand iron-armored soldiers have experienced battlefield battles, although they are older, but they are particularly rich in combat experience, even if these people can defeat them, when they reach the second level, the internal strength is bound to consume most of the half, and then meet three hundred inner disciples of the Vajra realm, which is the best time for the younger generation of my sect to experience."

"What the sect master means is that they will break through the level?" The phantom didn't seem to agree with Old Man Tianquan.

"Why, if they don't break through the level, will they be stupid enough to divide the troops to fight?"

The phantom looked down: "They are not only martial arts geniuses, but also the leaders of the younger generation, don't underestimate the young people." Old

Man Tianquan smiled: "Phantom, they are not you.

Suddenly, the old man of Tianquan smiled and said in shock: "What, they actually left two people to fight against a thousand iron-armored soldiers?"

"Two against the Three Hundred King Kong Realm."

"Four against the top ten killers of the Free Realm? Are they crazy? The

phantom pupils shrank, obviously frightened: "Are these young people looking for their own death?" "

With the experience of the phantom, if it is him, it is bound to bring everyone directly to the main hall of the Tianquan Sect, some people directly fight with the Tianquan Sect Master to attract attention, and some people go to find and save Yueji.

As long as Yueji is saved, it is not impossible to retreat.

But the current situation is beyond his expectations.

These young people do not play their cards according to common sense.

This is the choice of head-on confrontation.

Moreover, the way of confrontation is actually a way to disperse combat forces.

This is very presumptuous!

The phantom looked at the brains of Lu Yi and the others.

......

Under the gate of the Tianquan Sect.

According to Lu Yi's plan, Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo needed to face a thousand iron-armored soldiers alone, and they had to hold on to at least half a column of incense.

Xiao Se was dressed in a fur coat, with a cold expression, and held a black iron bar in his hand.

Sikong Qianluo was dressed in a red plain robe and held a silver moon spear in his hand.

Sikong Qianluo stared at Xiao Se's weak appearance suspiciously: "Xiao Se, I won't protect you, you don't want to be capable, you won't pretend to be martial arts, then you will lose your life."

"Me? Bleak, need your protection? Are you kidding? Xiao Se turned the Xuan Iron Bar in his hand and said proudly.

"Mouth hard, Lu Yi is to let me protect you, you stand aside, a thousand iron-armored soldiers, I can't put it in my eyes."

Sikong Qianluo sensed the strong hostility of a thousand iron-armored soldiers around him, and they held swords and shields and surrounded her and Xiao Se with great momentum.