Shen Lie's face was cold, and he attacked quickly and fiercely, with all his moves pressing forward.
The long sword in his hand was unreasonable at all. There was no parry in the whole process, only continuous attacks, giving them no chance at all. Every move was aimed at killing people.
Therefore, they cannot tolerate any mistakes and are forced to constantly dodge and parry, falling into complete passivity.
Suddenly there was a slight sound of clothes being cut, and the hand that had knocked off the sword lowered his head, looking at the blade that pierced his heart.
The first reaction was not to be frightened, but to quickly step forward, enduring the severe pain of being cut open again by the sharp blade, and trying to grab Shen Lie's hand.
Another subordinate raised his knife and swung at Shen Lie at the same time, but was kicked away by Shen Lie's long legs first.
"...Go to the agency quickly!" The man who tightly grasped the handle of Shen Lie's sword shouted with difficulty.
The companion who fell to the ground reluctantly got up and ran towards the mechanism on the other side.
The wind was strong and strong, rolling up the waterfall in the distance, carrying wet and heavy water waves rushing in from the entrance.
The mechanism is at the wind outlet, so it is not difficult to identify. It is located just on the right side of the canopy on the mural.
The companion ran towards the wind outlet with all his strength and pushed open the secret door on the wall.
Shen Lie got rid of the entanglement and chased after him. Another figure coming from the entrance arrived before him.
The old man went to grab the arm of his companion, and when he was about to hold it, the ground suddenly tilted and tilted sharply towards the east.
The three of them all staggered and adjusted their balance in the shortest possible time. The companion's palm quickly pushed hard against the wall, and the palm bones pressed heavily against the three-foot-long secret compartment in the secret door. The sounds of the traps in the wall were heard one after another. Ringing, ring after ring.
The old man and Shen Lie shuddered, and immediately turned their eyes and looked around.
No matter what the organization is, they need to keep the topography of the Stone Palace in their minds as quickly as possible.
Before anyone could take a closer look, a total of eight secret doors arranged randomly on all four sides opened. Hidden behind the secret doors was a sixteen-hole crossbow machine, which immediately fired sharp arrows.
There were eight racks with sixteen holes, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight. Before the crossbow arrows came, the old man and Shen Lie ran to two corners each.
At the same time, the old man threw the sledgehammer at a secret door. The crossbow was smashed to pieces, half of its internal structure was exposed, and there were still several bundles of unfired arrows.
The arrows flew with great force and hit the opposite stone wall. Several crossbow arrows were unable to bear the weight and broke into two pieces.
The man who pressed the mechanism found the safest way and ran towards the stone door where Fang Wei was, but the ground shook again. He was unsteady and almost fell off the cliff.
Although there were many crossbow arrows stored in the crossbow machine, there were only two waves in total, and the arrow rain stopped.
Shen Lie looked at the old man, stood up and said, "Senior, I'll go out and take a look."
After saying that, he turned his sword sharply, inserted it into the scabbard on his back, and ran towards the stone gate to the east.
The old man swayed, picked up the sledgehammer, and followed.
Outside the stone gate, the wind howls, the smoke and waves fly, and the jade is splashed. In the distance, the iron chains are intertwined like the branches of the trees, and the torch inserted on the stone pillar turns into a spark in the branches.
The two shocks before and after were all because he broke the mechanism that blocked the chain. What he had to do now was to destroy all the remaining mechanisms.
The wind was blowing violently, the iron chains were shaking, and he was unaware of the movement happening in the stone room.
The hanging stone slab made my hands weak, and I shouted: "My lord!"
Fang Wei looked back after hearing the sound.
"Sir, we are under attack!" His subordinate shouted with a pale complexion.
Fang Wei had already seen Shen Lie coming out of the stone gate, and immediately pulled out the sword on his back and said, "Come here quickly!"
The subordinate was severely afraid of heights, so he forced himself to speed up and gritted his teeth to climb up the chain.
When I think about stepping on a cliff thousands of meters high, I almost fall to the ground in fear and have to crawl on my knees.
"Push all these stones away!" Fang Wei said, at the same time he handed over the thick and long wooden stick in his hand and raised the knife to greet Shen Lie.
The men looked at the stone pillar he was pointing at. In the dim light, the large square stone pillar was longer than the three of him with his arms stretched out.
The stones that Fang Wei was talking about were all the stones with iron chains stuck on the stone pillars. At a glance, there were nearly twenty of them, half of which had been pushed away by Fang Wei.
When pushed away, the iron chain inside the stone pillar loosened and was no longer stuck.
The men stopped, climbed up a section of the chain, and walked towards the nearest stone that had not been pushed away.
He inserted the large round wooden stick into the special recess in the center of the stone, fastened the buckle on the wooden stick, and pushed the wooden stick forward.
Fang Wei looked at the young man running towards him and said sternly: "Shen Lie!"
"What are you doing?" Shen Lie stopped and asked.
"It's too late for you to go back now!" Fang Wei said, "If you don't go back, your remaining companions will definitely die!"
As he finished speaking, the men behind him finally succeeded in pushing away a large stone, and heard the sound of iron chains, and the friction was harsh and sharp.
Shen Lie's eyebrows were cold, and he immediately raised his sword and pounced.
Fang Wei immediately blocked him with his sword, but saw that the young man's long sword was more fierce than his sword, hitting the vital point directly.
Fang Wei immediately parried.
The swords clashed, but Fang Wei blocked the attack and glared angrily at the young man in front of him: "The ghost is still here!"
"There are thousands of corpses here," Shen Lie said angrily in a deep voice, "The ghosts of injustice will indeed remain!"
The long sword deflected the broadsword and attacked again.
The old man was behind them and did not step forward immediately.
The scope of the fire is really limited. Based on the current visibility alone, there are a total of four large stone pillars that can be seen. The iron chains at two of them have fallen down. The two tilts just now should come from these two places.
The old man closed his eyes, and the entire mountain stream was reconstructed in his mind. The rising and falling buildings, the twists and turns of the cliffs, and the two ends connected by the iron chain became clear one by one.
Soon, he opened his eyes and quickly swept away, bypassing the battle of swords on the long stone slab, climbed over the iron chain, grabbed Fang Wei's men and pulled him outwards.
"Shen Lie!" the old man turned around and shouted, "Go back quickly, Ah Li is in the underground stone room in the open space beside the pond on this bank! Go back quickly!"
After finishing speaking, he squeezed the sledgehammer in his hand into the stone block that was pushed away by his men, and pulled out the long wooden stick on it.
The man who was pulled away by the old man fell on the iron chain and suffered severe pain in his back, but he quickly got up and attacked the old man.
Without looking back, the old man made a sharp turn with the long wooden stick in his hand. During the sharp turn, he hit his hand on the head. Then he returned to his hand smoothly and inserted it into the recess of a stone, trying to push the stone back to its original position.
Shen Lie looked at the old man, stepped back, and retreated from the fight.
Fang Wei's sword came forward relentlessly.
Shen Lie, who had always been focused on offense, turned from offense to defense, fending off two attacks, and then easily dodged all the remaining attacks.
Fang Wei was about to catch up, but the young man was already five steps away. When he turned around, he looked at him with cold and disdainful eyes, put his sword into its sheath, and then ran away quickly with long legs.
Fang Fang looked at his back, and the hand holding the big knife ached.
Although the young man was silent, his eyes seemed to say: "Do you think I am you?"
This was not the first time they had fought. There had been two previous fights, and each time there was no winner. However, it was extremely difficult for him to get away. How could this young man be so relaxed now?
What he thought was a close match, turned out to be not.
