Chapter 92 The ancient scholar-bureaucrat slapped blood and vomited
In my panic, this sword gathered almost 99% of my strength. There was no room for turning around. I had to cut off this giant hand of the abyss that I had seen several times.
However, just when I was about to cut, I suddenly heard the shouts of Zamao Xiaolu, and I couldn't help but feel a huge shock in my heart. Just as I was hesitating, the ghost sword slashed a little crookedly, and the sword energy burst out, and the snowfield in front of me
A sword mark more than ten meters long appeared.
I missed my sword, and I looked around, but I couldn't see the giant hand. Instead, standing in front of me was an ancient scholar-official wearing black Hanfu, and next to him was a beautiful woman in palace clothes.
I don’t know why, but I had an uncontrollable resentment towards that ancient scholar-official. At that time, I didn’t even bother to think about why that giant hand suddenly disappeared. My mind was filled with an inexplicable and cold anger. The ghost sword flickered slightly.
With a shake, he thrust forward and stabbed the scholar-official.
The foundation of my swordsmanship was originally learned from the sword skills learned in Maoshan. Later, I gained the lifelong insights from Huang Chen Qujun, and I have become a master. However, the sword moves are the adaptable means learned in actual combat, and they are the most ferocious and sharp.
, the scholar-bureaucrat was forced to retreat step by step in a few strokes, unable to move forward any further.
Seeing that this person couldn't stop me, I felt quite proud. With my left hand slightly bent, the sword in the stone rose up and shot towards the opponent's chest.
Just as he was about to shoot the opponent's body, the scholar-official suddenly pulled out a golden long sword with a hint of blue light from behind, and blocked the sword in the stone in front of his chest.
The swords clashed, making a crisp sound. When I saw the sword in the opponent's hand, I was horrified - wasn't this the thunder punishment? Why was the sword of the Zamao Xiaodao in this man's hand?
I felt angry for no reason, but Zamao Xiaodao's voice still echoed in my ears: "Oh no, what kind of medicine did this guy take to actually want to kill me?"
Another soft female voice said: "He is obsessed with madness. Just calm down and let the fire rise..."
As soon as I said these words, the beautiful woman in palace clothes took a step forward and actually wanted to break into my sword net. She came close to me and reached out to catch me. I wanted to resist, but I heard a little hairy voice in my ears.
Shout loudly to me: "Little poison, you idiot, don't let others take over your home, calm down, calm down! Keep your Qi in your Dantian, your Shenjing Taixu, sense the sword essence my master left for you, take a deep breath, take a deep breath
,suck……"
Hearing this sentence, a consciousness immediately emerged in my angry mind. I suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, the ancient scholar-officials and palace-dressed beauties I was madly attacking could be the bastards and
...Luo Feiyu?
Seeing that the beauty in palace clothes was about to break into my sword net, I was not afraid. The ghost sword in my hand couldn't help but sluggish for half a minute. I looked into the distance from the corner of my eye, only to see that it had already collapsed and fell into the flames.
At the gathering place in the middle, I was still staying there peacefully. I was worried about it and stopped moving. A soft palm was pressed against my forehead at the right moment. With a slight shock, I immediately
I felt my soul shake, and some kind of bondage attached to my spirit came out.
The woman didn't use much force, but I still fell backwards. An unwilling voice shouted angrily: "Fuck you, you weakling. Without me, you will definitely fail..."
I landed on my butt, and my two buttocks broke into eight pieces. The chaotic breath in my chest surged endlessly. I spit out a mouthful of blood, and then I felt a little relieved. I took a deep breath of the cold night air, and my mind came back.
Qingming, I saw the familiar face from Zamao Xiaodao approaching cautiously, and softly shouted to me: "Hey, little poison, are you okay?"
I stood up from my seat, exhaled a breath of filthy air, gave a wry smile, and said, "Damn it, that bastard Luo Shiba just came to fight against the autumn wind again. He wanted to seize the body with blood and resentment. If it weren't for the two of you, say
Maybe I will fall into his trap..."
As the decisive battle approaches, Luo Shiba's consciousness becomes even more impatient, but fortunately there are many restrictions in my body, which are not something he can control at will. Upon hearing my words, Zamao Xiaodao's tight face suddenly smiled.
He came, punched me hard on the chest, laughed and cursed viciously: "Fuck you, little poison, you scared me to death just now - look at your fierce swordsmanship, I almost killed you.
Do you know? Damn it, when you get out of this snow-capped mountain, you have to give me a seat at the best hotel in Urumqi!"
"That's right, roasted whole lamb!" I stood up in front of me and saw Luo Feiyu, who had just slapped my forehead, looking at me with a smile. He subconsciously looked to the side, but didn't look.
When they saw the little demon and the tiger cat, they couldn't help but be surprised. When asked about this, the smile on Zamao Xiaodao's face couldn't help but shrink and became very bitter, saying that the little demon was lost.
I was so excited that I couldn't remember the feeling of being taken away from my body and hallucinating just now. I quickly grabbed his wrist and asked him what was going on and how could he lose it?
Zamao Xiaodao let out a long sigh and told how when the avalanche hit, he jumped on top of the thunder punishment. Before he could stand firm, he was blown over by the strong wind and waves carried by the falling avalanche.
He made several somersaults, and if the little demon hadn't been there to help him, he might have been buried under the snowdrift like those snowmen.
The avalanche fell with the power of heaven and earth, and it happened almost in an instant, so the scene at that time was indescribably chaotic. When everything returned to calm, the surrounding scenery had changed, and everything was turned upside down.
All around, I didn’t know where I was, and only the little demon was left. Later, I found Luo Feiyu on his arm in the cracks in the snow. The tiger cat flapped its wings vigorously and managed to escape.
Jie, as for me, Li Tengfei, Brother Long, and the snowmen, they couldn't be found.
The three people who reunited searched everywhere on the snowy peaks, but to no avail. They couldn't help but feel a little more worried. They mistakenly thought that we were all buried in the snow. The few of them searched for a long time on the vast snowy mountains, and finally finally found one there.
Two snowman corpses were found in a mountain stream, one of which was the slightly shorter leader.
These two snowmen were crushed to death by falling rocks, and their brains were scattered all over the ground. They looked very miserable. Zamao Xiaodao and the others dug them out of the ice and snow based on the smell of blood.
This discovery is really disappointing. However, neither Zamao Xiaodao nor the little demon believed that I would die so simply in that sudden avalanche, so the search is still continuing, but I see that night is coming.
, Luo Feiyu suggested to go down the mountain first to find a place to escape the wind and cold. Otherwise, if you continue to stay on the snow peak like this, even if you have cold-proof equipment, you may encounter someone from the Evil Spirit Sect and you will only die.
Xiao Yao has a huge difference with Luo Feiyu on this point. Facing the snow-capped mountains that are about to fall into darkness and the boundless snow scene, she believes that she must not give up. If even she gives up, then I'm afraid
It is really possible that we will never see Brother Lu Zuo again.
Zamao Xiaodao relayed it to me seriously: "Xiaoyao said with a cry at that time that if brother Lu Zuo died, she would not live anymore - little poison, what on earth did you feed that little fox?
Medicine, so that she would actually say such a thing?"
This old friend had a warm smile on his face and a serious expression, but I felt that there was a hoarse and dry taste in his voice, and my eyes couldn't help but become red, and my nose started to run without even realizing it.
came out.
What happened later was not complicated. Xiaoyao insisted on his opinion, while Luo Feiyu put forward his own demands for safety reasons. During the argument, Xiaoyao thought that Zamao Xiaodao was a little biased towards his old lover, so he said nothing.
, said that if you don’t look for it, I will look for it myself. After saying this, the little demon ran away and could not catch up. Later, he had to ask the tiger cat to catch up, and there would be some help, and
He accompanied Luo Feiyu down the mountain.
Because it was already dusk and they had been delayed for a long time in searching for information related to us, they arrived late. Unexpectedly, as soon as they met me, before they were even excited, they saw me drawing my sword and facing each other.
I learned the reason and knew that the little demon was being taken care of by the tiger cat. I felt relieved and told them briefly what happened after the separation. Zamao Xiaodao reached out and patted me on the shoulder and said
Okay, I finally managed to recruit a group of people. Come on, I'll go take a look.
The turbulent fish tide on the Tianchi side has stopped. Under the blowing of the cold wind, the original broken hole has been covered with a thin layer of ice. They have seen the conflict here, but they know that Zamao Trail and I
He is a close friend, a close friend of life and death, but he did not interfere. Zamao came over to greet everyone. Xiong Manzi was more enthusiastic about him than Brother Long. He even came over and patted Lao Xiao on the shoulder, saying that he was a good boy. But when he met the Fourth Lady,
While walking, Luo Feiyu's hairy trail was quite embarrassed. He stretched his hands in mid-air and his face became much stiffer.
Luo Feiyu, Zamao Xiaodao and Si Niangzi met each other, and the atmosphere suddenly made people feel very uncomfortable. However, Zamao Xiaodao was also a free and easy person. Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately averted his eyes and walked over to take a look at this person.
The altar of flesh and blood comes.
Under the tutelage of Mr. Tiger Cat, Zamao Xiaodao is also an expert in talisman formation. When he saw the altar made of flesh and blood, he couldn't help but admire it. He surrounded it in a large circle, his face became more and more serious. After a while,
He stopped in front of the Tianshan Bai Kunpeng, raised his palm several times, but then dropped it again. The last time, he mustered up the courage, recited a mantra in his mouth, and clapped it hard, who knew that the palm had just
As soon as it touched Kunpeng's beak, it encountered a huge counter-shock force. After taking a few steps back, its face turned red inexplicably, and it spat out a mouthful of blood.