Qin Mu stayed in Wushuang Pavilion for a day.

Little did they know that Tiangang Villa launched an attack on Wushuang Pavilion that night, but Wushuang Pavilion was prepared for a long time, so they would not be caught off guard.

The stone steps on Baiyu Mountain were directly blown up by Wushuang Pavilion.

At the foot of Baiyu Mountain, hundreds of disciples from Tiangang Villa were all wearing strong clothes and holding swords.

On a clearing, several figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

Among them, an old man with a tall and rough look flashed his eyes. He looked at the bombed mountain road and sneered, "This Wushuang Pavilion is so smart that it is hard to know that destroying the mountain road to stop us. After tonight, the destruction of his Wushuang Pavilion is destined."

This person is Pan Tianxiang, the owner of Tiangang Villa. He was seen as a rough person, like a big man, but he is delicate, cunning and vicious. He has great ambitions.

From the moment Pan Tianxiang took over as Tiangang Villa, he vowed to take Tiangang Villa to the peak of the martial arts world. To put it bluntly, it is just a third-rate force. If you want to squeeze into the first-rate, you must annex it.

The earth changes, the spiritual energy is revived, and the warriors are everywhere. This is a god-given opportunity for Pan Tianxiang. A hero comes from troubled times, and this is his opportunity.

A small force with a radius of hundreds of miles has long been annexed by him now, and the only thing left is this Wushuang Pavilion.

The power of Wushuang Pavilion is not much worse than that of his Tiangang Villa. If he wants to annex Wushuang Pavilion, it is not that simple, but he is lucky and has found an allies.

Pan Tianxiang looked at the ghost figure beside him wearing a black robe, looking humble. This person could easily kill him and easily help him complete his great cause.

The most important thing is that when Mr. Gui went out this time, he brought back a bloody man who was as terrible as his cultivation level.

Pan Tianxiang didn't care who this person was, he only cared about achieving supreme hegemony to make the entire Tiangang Villa famous in the martial arts world and become a first-class force.

Wushuang Pavilion is now his obstacle. Whoever dares to stop his grand career will die.

Two figures came over, and it was Yao Rong and Wei Changhan who escaped from Longcheng. They now knew that the ordinary young man in Qianfeng Mountain was Qin Mu, the god of killing.

The two of them bowed to Pan Tianxiang, Mr. Gui, and Bloody Hee.

Yao Rong said, "Master, everything is ready. Should I launch an attack now?"

Pan Tianxiang looked up and looked at the top of Baiyu Mountain. Baiyu Mountain was more than 500 meters high. The top of the mountain was flat. You could vaguely see the lights above. They were emitted from the Wushuang Pavilion's building.

He laughed a few times in a slight way. The people in Wushuang Pavilion are probably in panic now, right?

Pan Tianxiang said sternly, "Order the attack, Wushuang Pavilion, I will let the world know that whoever blocks the road to Tiangang Villa will end like this."

Yao Rong and Wei Changhan looked at each other and laughed. In this grand achievement, they will be together for thousands of years. Their names will be praised by the descendants of Tiangang Villa from time to time.

Yao Rong said, "Don't worry, the owner of the manor, we will lead the team and kill Wushuang Pavilion."

Wei Changhan also nodded cruelly.

Pan Tianxiang laughed, his laughter filled with arrogance with high spirits, and said, "Take it."

Yao Rong and Wei Changhan bent over to Mr. Gui and Xue Xi, and then turned around and strode away.

At the edge of Baiyu Mountain, there was a silhouette. The disciples of Wushuang Pavilion were nervously paying attention to the movements of Tiangang Villa and quickly reported their every move to the sect leader Tie Wushuang.

The main hall of Wushuang Pavilion is brightly lit, but the main hall Tie Wushuang and more than ten elders all had gloomy faces, which made the lights in the main hall dim a lot.

Tie Wushuang has a fur and brocade robe, which is well maintained. Although he is over 100 years old, he looks only in his forties or fifties. His skin is fair and his appearance must be extremely outstanding when he was young.

"Now, there is only one battle." Tie Wushuang's voice was dull. He said that the only one battle was said, which means that they had no way out.

The seventh elder, Jiang Yanxia, ​​said in a deep voice, "The people in Tiangang Villa are not scary. What is scary is the one who joins hands with them. Qin Mu once said that it is a ghost, a very scary ghost."

"It's a ghost or a demon. We have no way out now. What the Pavilion Master said is right. Now we can only fight and protect Wushuang Pavilion to the death."

Dong Yilin stood up and said in a deep voice, "People, elders, battles are inevitable. The most important thing now is, how should this battle be fought?"

Everyone subconsciously looked at Tie Wushuang.

Tie Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, "The mountain road has been blown up, and it is not easy for them to attack strongly. Now we are condescending. This is our advantage."

Jiang Yanxia said, "The huge rock rolling wood has been prepared, and even if the disciples of Tiangang Villa want to rush forward, they have to pay the price of bleeding."

Everyone was filled with worries in their eyebrows. Even if the disciples of Tiangang Villa paid the price of bleeding, what should they do once they rushed up?

"Damn, what are you afraid of? We have lived a long life, but are you still afraid of death? I, Lao Luo, and Wushuang Pavilion, live and die together, and have sex with them." The fifth elder Luo Hu, who was bearded and had a bad temper, shouted in a muffled voice.

Tie Wushuang stood up and said, "We have no way out. Only by fighting can we fight to achieve a glimmer of hope."

At this moment, a disciple from Wushuang Pavilion ran in panic.

"Peace Lord, elders, Tiangang Villa has attacked."

The atmosphere in the entire main hall was almost frozen, and everyone was silent.

Tie Wushuang walked out with big strides, almost roaring, and said angrily, "Let's go to Huihui, Tiangang Villa and want to annex my Wushuang Pavilion, and they have to break a few teeth."

Tie Wushuang has to supervise the battle himself. Only when he is here can the disciples of Wushuang Pavilion have the backbone and not panic and can they exert their normal combat power.

At this time, I am most afraid of panic.

Tie Wushuang brought the elders to the edge of the cliff. Before he got close, he heard the shouts of rushing down the mountain.

With the hazy moonlight, you can vaguely see the disciples of Tiangang Villa holding a cable in their hands and rushing towards Baiyu Mountain like a tide.

Tie Wushuang looked serious and said, "Seven Elders, come and command."

Jiang Yanxia did not refuse, because the tactic of rolling wood of the huge stone was proposed by him. He looked down at the disciples of Tiangang Villa who were beginning to climb up the mountain. Although his eyes were solemn, his expression was calm.

Among the elders of Wushuang Pavilion, a woman in her forties looked even more calm. She was the second elder of Wushuang Pavilion and Lin Yue'er's master.

In fact, she is already in her eighties, but she has the ability to keep her face and looks very young. She is not really calm, but her personality makes her heart feel heavy as if she is pressed on a big stone.

She didn't look back and whispered, "Are you scared?"

Lin Yue'er, who was standing beside her, tightened her hands holding the sword, her fingers turned white, and said, "Disciple is not afraid."

The second elder nodded slightly and said, "If the people from Tiangang Villa really attacked, no matter what happens, I will remember it."

Lin Yue'er bit her lip and nodded heavily. She understood that the master was protecting her.

"Master, why do you think Brother Qin Mu is unwilling to help us?"

This question has troubled her for a long time, but she still couldn't help it. She hoped that the master could give her an answer, because Qin Mu's indifference made her very sad.

The second elder chuckled and said, "Yue'er, everyone has his own choice. Qin Mu's help is a kindness. The more he doesn't have the duty to help us, the more he has no obligation to help us. Although I have never seen him, I can still think that he is the god of killing. Who dares to use this name? That is, the god of killing, and his life may be worthless in his eyes. The people of our Wushuang Pavilion are our home, so it is natural for us to protect it. But he is different. He is not close to our Wushuang Pavilion, and even if we are really destroyed, he will not be burdened."

Lin Yue'er nodded in a vague way. After all, she was only fourteen years old and she didn't understand the worldly styles thoroughly. She was just too old and too young.

At her age, she thinks it is natural to help others. If the strong help the weak, if she sees the weak being bullied, she will see injustice. So she thinks that everyone should be the same as her.

Lin Yue'er now is what people often call having a innocent heart. Of course, when she experiences strong winds and waves, one day she will become worldly.

But she didn't want to believe from the bottom of her heart that Qin Mu was a cold and ruthless person. Her master's evaluation of Qin Mu was just a one-sided analysis of Qin Mu after hearing about Qin Mu. And she had been with Qin Mu for a while.

So she firmly believed that in terms of understanding Qin Mu, the master was not as good as her.

"Master, I think Brother Qin is not a cold and ruthless person, he is a good person." Although Qin Mu did not help Wushuang Pavilion, she was a little sad, but she was still unwilling to think of Qin Mu as a bad person.

The second elder chuckled softly. Her disciple still thought people were too beautiful and said casually, "Since he is not a bad person, why would he turn a blind eye to your request?"

Lin Yue'er said seriously, "Maybe he has something unspeakable to hide."

The second elder did not speak anymore. Lin Yue'er is still a small flower, not suffering from the invasion of the world, her mind is pure and simple, and she is willing to think about everyone in a good direction. Now, after dawn, I don't know if this Wushuang Pavilion will still exist, so let her retain this innocent heart.

At this time, the disciples of the vast Tiangang Villa had climbed to the top of the mountain, and could hear the sound of the rocks they had trampled down and rolling down.

Jiang Yanxia said coldly, "Let the huge rock."

If the disciples in Tiangang Villa put huge rocks when they start climbing, because the distance is too far, the huge rocks may bounce due to impact dodge, and it is difficult to hit people. If it is too close, the huge rocks will fall down and their power is not strong. So only this distance is just right. Under the inertia of the huge rocks and the rolling wood, the strength is enough, and there is no blockage, which can easily cause heavy blows to the enemy.

A large number of huge rocks have been prepared at the edge of the mountain top, each of which is over a thousand pounds, even if a master is not able to push such a large rock.

Following Jiang Yanxia's words, the disciples of Wushuang Pavilion used crowbars to pry out the huge rocks on the edge.

Rumble!

The huge rock, like a mountain torrent, with its terrible power, made the entire Baiyu Mountain tremble like a road roller and roll down quickly.

Those disciples of Tiangang Villa who had climbed to the middle of the mountain did not expect Wushuang Pavilion to have this move and their faces were pale and full of horror.

Thousand pounds of huge rocks, and the rolling down in the air, will increase exponentially, let alone them, even the strong men in the Grandmaster realm cannot bear it.
Chapter completed!