Nightfall

The knife is very thick, covered with oil and some blood, and it cuts the snow falling into the sky, there is always a sense of disharmony, as if it will be cut off in the next moment.

Because there is nothing but snow in the sky in front of the cliff.

However, when the knife fell, he could really see the deformation of the space, and he could hear the sound of something being torn. The world formed by two transparent cicada wings is simply cut with a single knife!

The knife went on without end. It fell on the cliff, and only heard the sound of a click, the broken rocks flew into the snow, the cracks between the pine and vines gradually expanded, the cliffs slowly slid, countless cliffs rolled down, and ... Too.

The butcher cut a mountain in half with a knife.

There was a person who fell along with the cliff stone. The figure of the man was petite. He fell from a cliff hundreds of feet high.

The butcher's knife fell short, and even he couldn't cut the third knife in such a short time.

He sipped and turned his wrist across the snow.

There was a snapping noise.

That petite figure fell directly on the knife surface.

A loud bang.

Smoke was slightly raised, and stones were shot in the wind and snow.

The butcher's eyebrows flicked violently, and the silk fell.

His people did not fall.

Because his feet had fallen into the ground, so deep that he had no knees!

The petite figure was flicked by the butcher knife, tapped between the broken cliffs, folded like a goose, and at the same time, the sword in Jun Mo's hand also arrived!

Rumble!

The deafening impact directly destroyed several houses on the edge of the town, tore all the snow in front of the remnant mountain into powder, and even went straight up to the night dome, tearing the cloud away!

Everywhere is the turbulence of heaven and earth breath caused by the collision. The snow pulling the ground and the cliffs piled everywhere are flying continuously. It is dim under the night, and the sound can not be seen at all.

No one knows how many battles occurred between the three people in such a short period of time, and how many collisions occurred between the iron sword butcher and the fist, only knowing that it represents absolute power!

I don't know how long it has passed before the cliff finally calms down.

"Last time I said, you are really strong. If you are allowed to have the same years as me, you may even surpass me, but ... not now, you can't even kill me."

The butcher looked indifferently at the bottom of the opposite cliff. There were many wounds on his body, but no blood could be seen. It seemed that he was embarrassed but not really injured.

Is indeed the one who is closest to the immortal realm of legend.

Junmo's left shoulder had a **** mouth, Yulian's yellow skirt was covered with dust, and more importantly, her shoes had broken signs to prove that it was still difficult for them to kill the butcher together.

"Some people are really difficult to kill, for example, you, the drunkard and the first one, but the drunkard finally died tonight, and the first one was also trapped to death by my college. We also have arrangements for you."

Yulian calmly said: "I just tried it. If it doesn't work, then use other methods. You have to be clear that defeating the enemy does not necessarily kill the enemy."

This sentence makes sense.

Junmo thought about the first butcher's first knife, thinking.

As Yu Yu's voice fell, there was a quiet flute between the cliffs with light snow.

Followed by the sound of the flute, it was the sound of a piano.

Qin Xiao Xiao Ming, the sound is touching and emotional, but in the silent place, there is a killing opportunity.

The butcher slightly raised his eyebrows and his face was pale, and with a deep sigh, Chen Xue shook himself.

He held the knife and cut off at the beginning of the piano flute.

The sound of piano flute came to an abrupt end.

But the sword intention could not move forward.

Because there are pine and dwarf pine on the cliff, there is a car on the pine bank, a broken car, and a broken flag on the broken car.

Dwarf pine is a cannon, broken car or car, residual flag is handsome flag.

This is chess.

The knife was locked, but the butcher's expression was slight, and he took a step forward. With his body, he shattered the cicada wings of the Yulian, but failed to go out because there were many chess pieces between the cliffs.

Black cliff stones, snow cliff stones.

That is black and white.

This is Go.

The butcher screamed and raised his sword before cutting it!

The sound of the piano flute that just re-sounded ceased, and the whole mountain of chess pieces vibrated and seemed to be split.

At this moment, a very soft silk thread fell along the snowflakes.

That thread connects pine, car, flag, stone, and snow together.

Snowflake touched the silk thread and was spun into powder, then it became a cloud.

This is the clustering method.

Is still not over.

Gathered outside, there were iron stoves, yellow sand, streams behind the cliffs, and even a waterwheel.

A white goose, crouching at the top of the waterwheel, like a proud general.

The old ox looked at the distance on the hillside farther away, and it seemed unintentional.

The butcher whistled again, raised the knife and cut again.

Meaning, coming from the west.

An iron bar entered the camp.

Blade was bound by several layers of formation, and then was impelled by the impulse, scattered invisible.

Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang came from outside the town.

He was wearing a robe, wearing a divine crown, and looked solemn.

He has thirteen Protestant disciples and has the power of faith.

The butcher was silent, bowed his head, and then looked up.

He raised his iron knife and cut it out for the fifth time.

However, this time, he still failed to kill anyone.

Because a stone appeared in front of the knife.

The cliff rocks full of mountains and mountains seemed to have come alive, but died again, trapping him in it.

This is a big battle.

Mo Shanshan wore a white dress and Wang Mian, looking quietly at the mountains and rocks.

The block formation she has laid out now has the meaning of seven points for Daming Lake in front of the gate of Mozong Mountain.

It took some time for Uncle Xiao to break the barrier. How could the butcher be an exception?

The butcher finally closed the knife.

He looked at each of these powerful but interdependent formations between the cliffs, and said nothing.

He can predict that everyone from the Academy will appear here.

But I never thought that the other party had moved the academy here!

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The sound of the piano flute was revived, extremely joyful, and even somewhat proud.

Yulian didn't even look at the butcher, picked up her small hands, turned around and left.

Academy people followed, and Moshan Mountain was no exception.

She was one of the two people invited by the academy into Houshan. She has long been accustomed to treating herself as an academy, and the academy has been accustomed to treating her as herself.

Junmo did not stay away, he sat cross-legged in the snow.

He quietly looked at the butcher in the battle.

Many years ago, when Ning Xiahou killed Xiahou, he sat on the snow bridge all night, so that General Xu Guo of the Tang Dynasty and the most powerful Yulin Army could not cross the bridge one step.

Tonight, he sat down in the snow again, which represented his attitude.

The butcher looked at him and said, "As long as I have time, I can always break through these formations."

Junmo said: "We only need time ... If you can break through these formations, then it will be my turn to leave you, and then I will try to see if I can catch your knife."

The butcher said: "You can't take it."

Junmo said: "Maybe."

The butcher was silent for a moment, and asked, "You haven't waited for more than ten days to go to Taoshan, why? If the Taoist gate is destroyed, she will become very weak and even die."

Junmo was silent for a moment, and said, "Or because, in your eyes, Haotian, in my school's opinion, is also the little girl who cooks and cooks. She can die, preferably not die."

Butcher asked: "Why do you want to go to Taoshan again tonight?"

Junmo said: "Because she has returned to Chang'an."

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Junmo also said: "You do your best for your friends, I do my best for the teachers, just do your best to each other."

The butcher was silent for a long time and said, "Junmo has always been reasonable."

He raised his knife again.

The sword intention could not break through, but it echoed with the sword intention that remained in the world.

The snow cloud in the night sky has been cut through a slit. At this time, the gap quickly expanded, the snowflakes gradually stopped, and the cloud also dispersed, exposing the bright moon.

Junmo looked up at the moon.

Going to the mountain road of Taoshan, the people in the academy carried a burden, led a cow, carried a white goose and their family, and hurried forward in silence. They once went out of the Qingxia, and now they go to Xiling and the road is rusty.

If Yulian felt, she looked up at the night sky and saw the moon.

"Teacher, we will win."

Chen Pipi looked at the moon and said with a smile.

Many years ago, Confucius went to Taoshan and cut all the peach blossoms.

Tonight, the moon is empty.

His students are here.

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(Junmo has always been rational. I always write very well at the critical moment. I silently praise myself.) (Unfinished to be continued "This article is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 画 长空". If you like this work, you are welcome to come ◤ ◢Voting recommended and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)