Day 3.

Originally, Yan Xin's journey had already arrived in Tianling Mountain, but the several assassinations in the middle finally delayed their time.

"It's almost here!" Yan Xin looked at the mountains ahead, and Tianling Mountain was in it.

Since killing the poisonous aunt Bai Xia'er in the ruined temple and severely injured the beautiful snake demon Wan Yanyao, the next two days have calmed down and no one will come to assassinate or stop it.

But Yan Xin knew that this was just a moment of tranquility before the storm came. When the storm came, it might be the final life-and-death showdown.

The delay in completing the main mission 2 shows that Meng Feiyun has not given up on Zhen Cailing, and Wan Yanyao's words also confirm this.

If Zhen Cailing is related to Meng Feiyun breaking through the limits of heaven and man, then if he wants to change Zhen Cailing's fate, he either kills Meng Feiyun or asks him to change his target.

But I don’t know what Meng Feiyun’s breakthrough method is, so it’s impossible to start with changing his target. As for killing Meng Feiyun, it’s even more difficult.

But no matter whether it is the main master or Yan Xin, there is no gene to give up easily.

"Hold my uncle's neck." Yan Xin said to Zhen Cailing, who was behind his back.

The next one may be a fierce battle. If you hold it again, you will not be able to fully display it. But in order not to let her fall, Yan Xin tied the two of them tightly with a long cloth strip.

"Yeah!" Zhen Cailing nodded obediently, put his hands on Yan Xin's neck, and his warm little face tightly attached to Yan Xin's back neck.

Yan Xin drew out the long sword from the two swordsmen in Tianshan. The sword light was as clear as autumn water. He bounced his fingers gently, and the sound was like a dragon's roar. There were two words engraved at the hilt of the sword, "Bu Guang".

A poem in Yan Xin's previous life suddenly flashed through his mind, "Kill one person in ten steps, and go without leaving a thousand miles", and a sense of courage surged out of his chest.

"Get up!"

...

Top of Tianling Mountain, outside the thatched cottage.

The dark clouds in the sky were pressing down very low, especially on the top of the mountain, feeling more obvious, as if within reach.

The cold wind blows, making the clothes rush.

Meng Feiyun was shaped like a mountain, with her hands standing upright outside.

"Yuntian Zhen Yi was in seclusion in Tianling Mountain for ten years. I wonder if he had broken through the position of Grandmaster?"

The thatched cottage door opened on its own, and on the straw pile inside, there was a man with messy hair and ragged clothes. He looked at Meng Feiyun outside curiously, with a confused look in his eyes. Meng Feiyun frowned. Ten years ago, the hero who was famous all over the world and was full of energy, the owner of the Hero Villa, the leader of the righteous path, and the nickname "Yibo Yuntian", was like this?

Zhen Yi hadn't spoken for too long. While squeezing his ears and cheeks, he stammered and said, "You, who are you?"

When Zhen Yi retired from the world, Meng Feiyun had just reached the innate realm and became a master. Even the Demon Cloud Castle was not established. The two had never met before. Therefore, he did not know that the Demon Master in front of him had gone from entering the master to the Grand Master he had been seeking in seclusion in just ten years, and the demon flames were surging.

"Meng Feiyun, the lord of the Demon Cloud Castle, the grandmaster." Meng Feiyun said in a brief manner.

"Master?"

It was like a flash of lightning flashing by, and Zhen Yi's body suddenly appeared outside the door and punched him without saying a word.

"A cat and a dog dare to call themselves the grandmaster!"

With an ordinary punch, the wind suddenly changed. The cold wind suddenly stopped, the birds and insects disappeared, and all the sounds were silent, and only the sound of the fist was left.

Looking at the fist coming, Meng Feiyun's face was also an ordinary palm.

Boom!

A sudden light flashed in the rolling dark clouds, and then a loud bang.

When he paired the fist and palms, Zhen Yi screamed strangely, "Strange!" and wanted to retract his hand. Unexpectedly, Meng Feiyun's palm was like a vortex, tightly sticking his fist, and Zhen Yi's energy was constantly being dispelled invisibly.

"Tianhong Demon Cleave?"

Looking at Meng Feiyun with a smile on his face, a red color surged out from Zhen Yi's face, and he screamed again: "The eternal heroic spirit of Zhongzhou!"

Zhen Yi's originally bent body suddenly became extremely tall, as if the blessings of countless heroes throughout the ages, and the energy on the fist continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger.

Meng Feiyun felt that the resistance in his palm gradually increased, so he stopped insisting. As soon as Tianhong's palm power was reduced, Zhen Yi quickly retreated a few feet away.

"It's true that he is a great master!" Zhen Yi murmured to himself: "The realm I have been seeking for ten years of seclusion before I finally reached, a junior can easily achieve it!"

"Is it strange?" Meng Feiyun's face was filled with inexplicable spirit, and his eyes were full of glancing, "So what about the great master? I still have to break through the limits of heaven and man and become the first person who has never been before and after!"

Feeling the endless confidence and ambitions of Meng Feiyun, and being a master, Zhen Yi actually felt that Meng Feiyun was not being arrogant, and his eyes suddenly stopped being confused, like two torches, looking at Meng Feiyun.

"Break through the limits of heaven and man?!"

"It's for this." Meng Feiyun replied, turning his head to look down at the mountain.

...

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, black shadows floated out on both sides of Yanxin at the same time.

"Uncle, be careful!" Zhen Cailing on his back reminded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Bu Guangsai in Yan Xin's hand in the void, counting like lightning. The tinging sound passed by, and two black shadows screamed and retreated, covering their faces and fleeing in a hurry.

Yan Xin did not chase him and continued to walk up the mountain.

Through the woods, there is a steep mountain road with a cliff on the left and a cliff on the right. The narrow mountain road circling upwards, which looks extremely dangerous under dark clouds.

Boom!

It seemed that a thunder sounded from the top of the mountain.

At the corner ahead, a man in white hugged his chest with his hands in his chest, his sword stuck in it, with a weed in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were coldly looking at Yan Xin walking towards him.

"I came just right. I felt like I was just a little short of reaching into the innate world these days. You, Xu Zhengyan, is the innate master, and just happened to test my sword for Cheng Mo and become my touchstone for entering the grandma!"

He spit out the weeds on his mouth, and swung the long sword of Cheng Mo, as fast as lightning, and stabbed directly at Yan Xin with the sound of wind and thunder.

Facing the sword, Yan Xin did not dodge or avoid it, and also sent out the Bu Guangsai in his right hand, from bottom to top, and straight into the black neck.

If it were someone else, facing Yan Xin's style of death, he would be afraid that his eyelids would twitch and he could only return to defend.

But Cheng Mo just smiled coldly, thinking that in addition to his sword skills, his mouthful of biting stone skills he had practiced since childhood finally came in handy. The long sword continued to stab Yan Xin, and at the same time, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to the sword and bit it.

You have Zhang Liang's plan, and I have a ladder.

Yan Xin's long sword strangely circled a curve, continued to wrap around Cheng Mo, and punched it with his left hand, and the golden energy rushed towards the sword.

"Wind Thunder God--"

Before the word "Sword" was said, the golden qi smashed the long sword into pieces and then continued to hit Cheng Mo.

"I……"

Facing the long sword wrapped around his neck, Cheng Mo had to lean back, and the fierce force forced him to come again. Cheng Mo retreated back, but his feet were empty and he fell off the cliff.
Chapter completed!