The winter moon has entered the lunar calendar.

There is a layer of hazy white snow on the ground.

In the early morning, a pair of combat boots slowly stepped on the snow.

Looking at the scenery of the community, Jiang Beichen looked a little confused.

"The wind is strong and the bow is whistling, and the general hunts Weicheng.

The grass is withered and the eagle's eyes are fast, and the horse's hooves are light when the snow is exhausted.

Suddenly I passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying.

Looking back at the place where the Legend of the Condor Heroes, the clouds are smooth all over the place."

A desolate rhetoric comes from the hoarse mouth.

Jiang Beichen closed his eyes and the folk songs from the West seemed inappropriate to be placed in a city like Acropolis, which is a pink and crafted city.

But at this moment, my heart was extremely surging, as if I saw thousands of troops, and the autumn soldiers were lit on the battlefield! "Do you miss the brothers in the military camp?"

Zhao Qun came to him and put on a cloak.

Jiang Beichen raised it up and sighed: "It's been a few months in a flash. I wonder if my brothers are going to be happy?"

"Don't worry, military gate. Since your defeat at the last time, no one in the Middle East dared to provoke. Even the old demon on the border between Iran and Iran did not dare to do anything!"

Zhao Qun spoke respectfully.

"That's good, but it will be a disaster to let them breathe in this world. After I deal with the matter in Jingji, I will definitely eradicate these evils!"

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath, slowly reached out and caught a wisp of snowflakes.

Watching it melt slowly in your palm.

"Today, it's snowing!"

"Yes, the military gate, I have notified Zhili Camp this morning. If Zhang Yin's family dares to escape, no one will be left!"

Zhao Qun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Killing the military mother is the crime of the Red Clan.

Today, it must be the death of Zhang Yin, Lu Meng, and that bitch Zhou Yunyun.

"But military gate, I heard that these two families were hooked up with the people from Tianshan Jiange a while ago! I'm afraid they will be prepared today!"

Zhao Qun suddenly remembered this incident again.

"Tianshan Jiange?"

Jiang Beichen sneered in the corner of his mouth and looked very disdainful.

"I heard that Tianshan Sword Saint Mo Bai is the most powerful person in the world. I have heard of this legend in the Western Region. If you have the chance, you want to see it!"

Jiang Beichen's eyes seemed to be beating.

Although he has obtained the Xuanqing decisive inheritance, he has never truly verified his strength.

Even when facing the strong men in the Middle East and Western worlds, he never frowned.

It can be said that none of the things he faced before could fight. He himself didn't know what level of his strength had reached.

It is precisely in line with that sentence, how lonely it is.

But according to his own estimate, his current strength must be above the Martial Saint, right?

However, now that I am plagued by cold poison, I have to suppress the magic skills. I am afraid I will feel some pressure when facing the Martial Saint.

"Military Sect, this Mo Bai is indeed very not simple. It is said that when he was young, he was always the number one in the Hualong list. It was not until thirty years ago that he withdrew from the martial arts world and practiced in Tianshan!"

Zhao Qun quickly spoke.

The experiences of successful people are surprisingly similar.

If the two new and old meet first on the Hualong list, I don’t know what the earth-shaking scene will be.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qun couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Let's not mention him for now, where are Zhang Yin and Lu Meng?"

Jiang Beichen's eyes gradually became cold.

As the day of Xiaoxue comes, it is time for my mother to clear her hatred! "When returning to the military gate, these two people are now huddling in the Lu family's manor. Now all the important members of the Zhang Yin family have been concentrated in the manor. Zhou Yunyun paid the money and secretly purchased more than ten small helicopters from South China!"

Zhao Qun showed a strange smile on his face.

"Is this...want to run?"

Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Prepare the Red Star 28 Illumination for me, raise one, and bomb one for me. None of these ants can leave the Acropolis alive!"

"yes!"

Half an hour later, a dark green jeep slowly arrived in front of a manor in the northern suburbs.

The car door opened, and a pair of combat boots slowly stepped down. An invisible aura emanated, shaking away the white snow scattered around. When those steps entered the courtyard, even the entire courtyard seemed to tremble slightly.

There was no one in the courtyard.

Jiang Beichen walked in with his hands behind his back, as if he was walking in his own home, strolling in the garden, while Zhao Qun followed behind with a vigilant expression on his face.

Because he felt that there was murderous aura in the yard! Moreover, the murderous aura was very sharp, as if it was about to split the skin! Ordinary masters could not feel this feeling. I am afraid that only by cultivating above the aura can they feel it particularly profoundly! "Military..." "Since you come, you will be safe!"

Jiang Beichen waved his hand and walked towards a big river in the manor first.

The river is an artificial river, but it is built in a magnificent atmosphere. From a distance, it looks like a blue sword, which is daunting.

"Was such a big battle prepared for Jiang?"

Jiang Beichen looked at the two sides of the Taiwan Straits and couldn't help but sneer.

The laughter echoed around the empty, full of teasing and jokes.

The swaying! And at this moment, dozens of figures flashed like ghosts, like ghosts, surrounding Jiang Beichen and the others.

These dozens of figures are all dressed in ancient style, just like the disciples of Shushan in TV series.

Each of them was fluttering in white clothes, with a sharp breath, as if they were unsheathed swords, and there was a vague sword energy that kept spitting out.

Each of them also held a long green sword with a flash of cold light on it and a murderous intent was stern.

Cruff! In the distance, an old man in white clothes and a young face, carrying a canvas package, came from the snow from a distance.

This man took a very light step, and in just a few steps, he had already arrived close.

"You are the boy who killed my fifth junior brother?"

While walking, the old man slowly took off the two canvas packages on his back.

"Are you from Jiange?"

Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly. The person gave him an average feeling, but the two canvas wraps made him feel a little sharp.

These should be two swords! And they are two ancient swords, and even the level is above the blood-drinking sword that Jin Ke used last time! "Boy, you have the ability to see you. I am a second-generation disciple of Jiange, Zhao Kuo!"

Zhao Kuo's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Since you kill my fifth junior brother Jin Ke, you are my enemy of Jiange!"

"I will give you two choices now. One is to cut your arms and follow me back to the door, be a prisoner for a hundred years. I may spare your life!"

"Two, I personally cut your head to avenge my fifth junior brother!"

Zhao Kuo looked like he was determined to fight Jiang Beichen, because he had already set up a net of heaven and earth on both sides of the river. No matter how hard this kid had martial arts, he would never escape! "Bold!"

"Let my military gate be a prisoner, and I still have to have my military gate head?"

Believe it or not, I will lead the troops and beat you to the Sword Pavilion in Tianshan!"

Zhao Qun immediately took a step forward, and a fierce momentum suddenly burst out.

Hum! The children of Jiange around him suddenly fell and showed shock.

Most of them are in the realm of internal strength and naturally cannot resist the strength of aura. However, there are three old men who are particularly stable, like pine trees, standing still.

These three people are actually all martial arts masters! "Is it so amazing that I dare to show off my skills in front of the master?

It's simply overestimating one's own abilities!"

One of the long-bearded old men sneered and stomped his feet. Suddenly, a huge thorn thorn suddenly emerged from the land under Zhao Qun's feet, and stabbed towards Zhao Qun's chest! Zhao Qun's face changed.

Although he is very talented and is already a master of aura, he is still far inferior to the master of martial arts. He is still full of despair when facing such an attack.

And at this moment, Jiang Beichen suddenly took action, just waved his sleeves gently, and the earth thorn exploded instantly.

"I don't like this way of greeting you very much!"

Dong! Jiang Beichen also stomped his feet. Suddenly, a thorn priest of the martial arts master who had just taken action also arched out of the feet of the martial arts master, like a big dragon, and suddenly stabbed towards the martial arts master! Puchi! The sharp thorn priest instantly penetrated the master's chest. The old man looked incredible and slowly lowered his head, and his eyes gradually lost their vitality.

Finally fell down with a bang.

For a moment, the audience was silent.
Chapter completed!