The carriages run on snowy roads. The horseshoes are covered with thick feet. The weather is extremely cold. Even if the horses run in such an environment for a long time, they may be frozen. Therefore, they all wear foot covers.

Wang Cunye sat in the car, leaned back, and thought about the medicinal materials in a bump.

Directly going to Houshan from the Taoist Temple is also a road, but it cannot penetrate into the interior. When you reach a valley pass through the official road, you can go deep into the main vein of the mountain.

An hour later, the carriage stopped, the driver lifted the curtain in thick cotton jacket, and a cold wind flew in with the snow particles in, and said, "The road is long, the valley entrance is here, and this day, the carriage is likely to fall down the mountain road . "

The meaning of the coachman was obvious, that is, he couldn't get on. Wang Cunye glanced and found that it was true, and it was not difficult. He nodded, gave him the money, turned over, and headed for the mountain.

The road between the mountains is not easy to walk, especially when it snows, and some pits are covered. Ordinary people step on it and they are in danger of falling, not to mention the carriage.

However, Wang Cunye didn't hesitate at this time, stepped on all the way, Mercedes away, leaving only a faint footprint along the way.

Looking over a mountain, the scenery of the back mountain is suddenly displayed in front of the eyes, lush pines and cypresses, and snow, the whole mountain is filled with a deep and obscure atmosphere. Here is the main vein of the back mountain.

The snow-capped mountains are continuous, and Wang Cunye is walking steadily. With the pace of progress, the mountains in the distance become a silvery white, stretching to the horizon that is invisible to the naked eye. The pine forest is still black and green in the vicinity, and the soul is gradually pure.

Wang Cunye liked the atmosphere very much, but the more he went inside, the denser the mountain forest had to be to pass through the sparse tree gap, and a little movement would cause snow to fall under the pine trees.

There are many animal footprints on the snow, ranging from small rows of small paw prints to slap-like hoof prints. Wang Cunye looked at them one by one, but did not see tiger footprints.

This body was originally a hunter. It has an unforgettable imprint of the tiger in its memory, but it does not worry about finding it. Now it continues to move forward, ran for about ten miles, and finally found the footprint of the tiger in one place, and there was a surfer in the distance. The trembling rabbit was scouring the snow for grass roots.

Reaching for a sword, the sword flashed, and the sword turned into a rainbow, and shot at the rabbit eating grass roots, only to hear the sound of "噗", blood splattered, the rabbit's limbs twitched, and was nailed to the ground.

At the foot of Wang Cunye's slip, he hurried down towards the bottom, reached under the tree, stretched out his hand, put away the sword, and the bloody smell suddenly filled out.

Wang Cunye didn't stay here, he bounced off, and waited quietly behind a big rock.

After half a column of incense time, I heard a tiger howling in the mountains, shaking the hills, mixed with a gust of wind, and rushed towards the bloody place.

Wang Cunye looked up. The tiger was three meters long and the tiger's back was tied up. At a glance, you can imagine the power of explosion. The tail is like a large steel whip, swinging behind it. If it is drawn to a person, it must be Bone broken tendons.

Wang Cunye met with some joy and some disappointment. The joy naturally led to a tiger. The disappointment was that this tiger was considered an adult tiger, but not a fine tiger.

Even an ordinary mountain tiger has a huge essence in this world. It can be used for medicine. With a heart movement, the tiger flew from the air, fluttered, and flew up.

The tiger fell, biting a rabbit, and biting half of it. At this moment, he saw a man pounce on his eyes, and his eyes flashed.

The heavy snow itself is hard to eat this winter, and it is anxious and hungry at this moment, but human beings are big supplements. At the moment, half of the rabbits in their mouths are lowered, and two giant claws are pressed on the ground, and they fit towards the king Cunye.

Wang Cunye saw the movement of the tiger when he fluttered. When the body flickered, the tiger flew away and landed on a tree. The tiger roared immediately, shaking the hills, and snow on countless branches. Falling is just like snow.

It was just that the tiger quickly stabilized its center of gravity, and only heard the sound of "swish". The tiger-tail-like tiger tail drew over with the sound of whistling. Wang Cunye stepped forward, the sword flickered, and the tiger's tail suddenly became Two pieces fell off.

For ordinary hunters, the completeness of tiger skin is also considered, but for Wang Cunye, it only needs to fight.

The pain of the tail-breaking is not really able to bear by any ru-feeding animal. This tiger can't do the same either. A loud roar burst out in the mouth at the moment, but it was stern and fierce.

However, Wang Cunye didn't care. He bullied him and kicked him on the side of the tiger's front paws. When the tiger stood unstable, he suddenly fell down.

Wang Cunye's Jianguang flickered and stabbed straight behind the tiger's ears, listening only to the sound of "哧", piercing his head directly into his head, and then churning, as if the steel was ruptured, the brain plasma came out with the flow of blood, the brain After being smashed halfway, the tiger growled and slammed on the ground, and could no longer stand up.

Wang Cunye looked coldly, didn't step forward, took three steps back, and waited quietly, but the tiger was already out of breath and less air intake, and after a while, finally stopped moving.

At this time, Wang Cunye retracted the sword, put back the sword box on the back, took out a dagger, began to cut open the tiger skin, pulled out the tiger's tendons and bone marrow, was thinking about continuing, just moved, raised himself, and watched with caution. Office.

"Pop! Pap! Pap!" At this moment, three applause rang out in the distance. At the beginning, it was no different from ordinary applause, but it sounded once, and the last sound was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shaking the whole mountain forest.

When Wang Cunye looked, he saw a man standing on a stone at Shizhang, looking middle-aged, with long silver hair, and two long eyebrows hanging from his eyebrows. The man's face was peaceful, and Hong Zhong's voice passed down: " Wang Cunye, it's not easy for me to find you! "

The wind screamed, and the man's long dress fluttered with an indescribable demeanor.

This man looked at Wang Cunye up and down, his eyes were calm and there was no bo movement. This look is not strange to Wang Cunye. This is the farmer's eyes on the crops, and the shepherd's eyes on cattle and sheep.

Wang Cunye took back the dagger, stepped forward, and said, "Who are you, report your name!"

The man raised his head slightly, didn't care, and answered with a smile: "Old man Wen Ruo, Wei Hou Shi Feng, in the order of Wei Hou, take your first class back."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Cunye's eyes opened, his eyes startled with thunder, he drew a sword, rushed up, and drew a breath, straight across a few meters, and stabbed straight.

Seeing this, Mr. Wen sneered slightly, and did not evade. He reached out his fist to make a stop and only listened to the sound of "铮". This sword struck the iron fist and sent out Mars. It turned out that he really wore a steel fist. set.

The swords and swords intersect, and a sharp sword gas will strike along the gloves. Mr. Wen's body shakes, and a big hand suddenly blows. A strong internal force, with the hunting and hunting wind, strikes back along the sword body.

The sword of Wang Cunye, even a monster, can be cut off with one sword. At this moment, only a strong smashing force is felt rolling up. Although it was cut by the sword gas, it still shakes back. Immediately his eyes shrink and his eyes shoot out. If you don't go back, the sword light in your hand is flourishing, turning into a little bit of starlight, and electric light and flint. There are already dozens of swords stabbed. The shot is Yi Jianshu, with an indescribable trajectory, Mr. Wen is drawn in.

Mr. Wen saw this, his body was slightly inclined, his gloves faltered, and in the blink of an eye, his gloves were in a row, and he stabbed the block, every time he knocked on the sword.

The thick power passed from the sword body to Wang Cunye's hand was like an electric shock, and his whole body was numb. Seeing this, Mr. Wen held up his right hand and chopped down.

This choppy cloud and flowing water also brought indescribable murderous power. Although he didn't know what kind of martial arts this was, Wang Cunye's instinct was sinking, his body flickered, and he swept backwards. A thunderous thunder.

Seeing Wang Cunye retreating, Mr. Wen looked at it, and saw that Daxu was full of caves, and the Wuthering North Wind poured in from it. Although he had iron fist and martial arts, Daxun couldn't resist the remaining sword gas, and he could not help humming. , Rip off the big cricket and throw it in the snow.

Mr. Wen retracted his gaze, and his voice murmured: "It's a good swordsmanship. This swordsmanship is my brother's shame 30 years ago. You can be proud, but now you can avoid a few big coffins. What about the hand? "

Although speaking, his vision did not leave Wang Cunye at all, and Qi Qi locked Wang Cunye.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Cunye sneer. Wang Cunye was not a martial arts man, and he was not sure what kind of martial art the so-called "big coffin hand" did not say, but just sneered.

The heart started, and a yellow talisman rose into the sky, and then fell quickly, covering Mr. Wen, and saw a soft sound of "噗", and the silk and gold suddenly fell, and evolved into the sun, the moon, the stars, the earth, and everything. Then, it fell down, and at this moment, the snow fell within three feet of Mr. Wen, and he stopped moving.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Cunye swooped forward and drew his sword, only to see a sword light, piercing straight away, this sword light clear and condensed, with the intention of piercing thousands of waters, penetrated through.

At this moment, Mr. Wen punched the sky with two fists, listening only to the sound of "Boom", with the bursts of air, Jin Se Rune exploded and shattered into golden light.

"It's ridiculous! This kind of black art, how can I help me!" Mr. Wen drank, but his heart was shocked, and now he saw his breath holding his body, there was a strong boost between his hands and feet, and his body rushed up. In a boxing, Wang Cunye stabbed a sword.

Snowflakes rolled up from the ground and exploded in the air, but no sound spread out. Wang Cunye's body shook, and even someone flew out with his sword and fell into midair. Only then did a loud noise come from the air.

Martial arts is innate, pure and pure, and condensed into one piece to condense this congenital qi. From then on, spells below the ghost fairy cannot be added.

This is the saying of those who practice martial arts.

The immortal turns three times, since the spirit is transparent, and turns into flames of light. The martial arts says that the flames of light are all the same thing. It is just one blow. Wang Cunye is shocked. He only hears a bang and falls on On the snow, but at this time the snow was deep and fresh snow was piled up. It didn't matter, Wang Cunye rolled up.

Wang Cunye felt the wailing of Ling Xing in the magic sword, but sneered and said, "Congenital suffocation? Afraid to take my sword, it's not good!"

Only then did the words fall, and I saw Mr. Wen exhaling a breath, with the sword breath hidden, but he spouted the sword breath in his body. After hearing this, Mr. Wen accepted the original expression, and said, "The husband is really small It's up to you, your sword energy is condensed, but it is only half a step away from the sword. In time, you will become a generation of masters.

The so-called Jianqi is just a martial arts statement. If you replace it with Xiandao, it is the foundation of Jianyuan who entered the Tao!

This remark came down, a breath came up, dignified, thick and large, revealing from the top, locked Wang Cunye, and pressed down step by step.

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