At the top of the south peak of Huashan Mountain, there is Yangtian Lake.
Baicao Xian and Yanbo Diaosou struggled to reach the top with the help of external forces. Once they climbed up the mountain, they swung back to back. Baicao Xian showed seven silver needles and pinched them in his hand, with alert eyes.
looked around.
Yanbo Diaosou also took off the bamboo hat on his head, turned his hands into claws, and scanned the surroundings with a gloomy gaze. Their posture could avoid blind spots in their sight to a large extent, and achieve the goal of not missing anything from the front, back, left, and right.
We are all familiar with the world, and we can naturally achieve cooperation with just one look without the need for words. After all, this is the battlefield of the Five Ultimates, and it is always right to be careful.
"no one.......?"
Baicao Fairy frowned and looked at Luoyan Peak, which had a large piece missing, and said in a deep voice.
Yanbo Diaosou looked around, then turned around and braved the wind and snow to walk towards the incomplete Luoyan Peak: "Let's take a look first..."
"Um."
At this time, the wind was howling on the top of the mountain, carrying large amounts of snowflakes. To a certain extent, people's sight was naturally disturbed by the wind and snow, and the visibility was not even less than ten meters. Furthermore, the roaring sound also affected people to a certain extent.
of human hearing.
A snowstorm is like that.
The two walked slowly through Yangtian Pond and saw the thrilling huge ravines on the ground. They couldn't help but be even more shocked: "It's Dongzhang's sword..."
"Um."
Yanbo Diaosou sighed, how could they not know how hard this granite was, but now there are huge ravines about ten meters long on the top of the mountain. He wondered how fierce the battle at that time could be.
When the two of them were just approaching Luoyan Peak, Baicao Fairy and Yanbo Diaosou suddenly focused their gazes, and they stretched out their postures and shouted at the east end: "Who!?"
In the snow falling all over the sky, a figure gradually revealed its true form. The figure had a head full of black hair floating down. He was wearing an apricot-colored robe, holding a sword in one hand. He had no makeup but his skin was as smooth as oil, making him look like an iceberg beauty.
"Two seniors, this is Li Mochou."
"It's you......."
The Qinggong of the Ancient Tomb Sect is unparalleled in the world. In such a harsh environment, people's six senses are infinitely close and incompetent. It is normal that the two of them did not notice Li Mochou's existence.
"When did you go up the mountain?"
Yanbo Diaosou got straight to the point and asked in a deep voice.
The latter stopped three feet away from the two of them and shook his head as he said: "The junior has just reached the top, so he can't be much faster than the senior."
It turns out that the mysterious person whom the little princess and her party accidentally shot just now was none other than Li Mochou. She used her superb dexterity to fend off the Mongolian army's shooting and went up the mountain in danger.
"Can you see Dong Zhang?"
"No, when this junior comes up, it is such a stunning sight..."
"..."
After hearing this, the three of them immediately fell into silence. Wu Jue, Dong Zhang, and Xiao Long Nu actually disappeared from the world, which was really unexpected.
But the three of them were old men in the world, and they didn't struggle with this for long. Yanbo Diaosou and Baicao Fairy immediately branched out to two places, following the traces of the battle and exploring along the way. They saw Baicao Fairy's palms flying around, scattering the thick layer of dust on the ground.
Snow, check along the granite.
The current snowstorm has really put a lot of burden on them. Even if there are blood stains, they are covered by thick snow, but his nose is quite sensitive and he can detect the smell of blood that ordinary people can't taste.
It may also be because he has been in contact with patients all year round. Soon, he really got a clue.
"Someone is injured here..."
Looking up to the edge of the Tianchi, Baicao Fairy calmly analyzed the faint blood stains on the ground and said in a deep voice.
Whoosh!
Two figures flashed over quickly. Yanbo Diaosou looked indifferently at Baicao Xian who was squatting on the ground: "Can you tell who it is?"
Although Li Mochou was speechless, the worry in her beautiful eyes could not be false in the slightest.
The latter lay on the ground and used his nose to smell the remaining faint blood, as if analyzing, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, and no one of the two people behind him dared to disturb him.
Yanbo Diaosou and Li Mochou stood on both sides, forming a triangle with Baicao Xian as the center, vaguely protecting him in the center, always guarding against possible dangers.
In the end, Baicao Fairy stretched out her tongue to lick the blood on the ground, and then remained silent for a while before shaking her head: "This person's internal organs are broken, and it is difficult to cure..."
Li Mochou's body trembled slightly when she heard the sound, and she couldn't help but ask: "Who is it?"
As the number one miracle doctor today, Baicao Xian has long been familiar with the organ structure of the human body. His ancestors' basic skills in seeing, hearing, asking, and understanding were basic skills. The former miracle doctor Hua Tuo pioneered the first craniotomy. Although the medical skills have been lost, Baicao Xian knows how to do it.
There are quite a few, among them Hua Tuo's Ma Fei Powder, Baicao Xian is even more proficient in it, and I don't know where he found the secret recipe.
This Ma Fei Powder is the predecessor of anesthetics, which has been lost in later generations. Ma Fei Powder is an anesthetic that can be taken internally and will not have any impact on people's nerve centers. It is a miracle drug and was only used by Hua Tuo during surgery.
Precious medicine.
Baicao Xian has mastered the various structures of the human body through Ma Fei Powder, and is no stranger to the smell of internal organs. Countless experimental subjects have died in his hands. He is not wrong, this blood is caused by the splitting of internal organs.
of internal bleeding.
It's bitter, astringent, and fishy.
"It's not Dongzhang..."
"call......"
Li Mochou felt relieved and felt a little lucky.
"Let's go..."
Yanbo Diaosou doesn't talk much, and his words are concise and to the point.
"Um."
He stood up and looked around. Baicao Fairy and Yanbo Diaosou immediately disappeared into the wind and snow side by side. Li Mochou behind him hesitated for a moment and chose to follow.
The abilities of Baicao Fairy and Yanbo Diaosou are really weird. They can judge the situation with just a few clues. This is a skill that she does not possess. Only by following them can she successfully find Dongzhang and his party.
As for Li Mochou's silent accompaniment, the two of them also kept a silent attitude and acquiesced in her accompanying her. After all, they were also Xiao Longnu's senior sister, and their relationship with Dongzhang was somewhat delicate.
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At the foot of the South Peak, in a dense forest, several figures quickly shuttled between them, making the sound of weapons clashing every time they collided.
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Three muffled groans sounded, and one person covered his chest and stepped back. Before he could stand still, a black shadow had already stepped on a tree and struck in mid-air. There was a swish sound, blood flew everywhere, and cold light appeared one after another, and limbs and fingers were severed.
Dancing in the air.
"Hahahahahaha, Changchun Taoist, that's all you can do...?"
With both hands swords out, Han Wugu laughed sickly, enjoying the pleasure of torturing his opponent. Walking among the blood flowers, he was even more excited.
"Taoist Master Qiu!!"
Upon seeing this, Huang Rong wanted to step forward to help, but a short blade was quickly lifted up and held close to her throat. A mocking voice sounded in her ears: "Where are you looking, Gang Leader Huang..."
But it was Zhang Yimeng who quickly took action to stop Huang Rong, who had suffered many injuries. Fancai's money dart was also made by him. As the brains of the team, Zhang Yimeng was not comparable to ordinary people in terms of combat literacy and competition layout, including
Huang Rong, because he is much crueler than Huang Rong.
Although Huang Rong and his party had the numerical advantage in the four-on-eight battle, they were the ones being fooled. The strength of each of Zhang Yimeng and others was higher than that of Huang Rong in his heyday, and only half as good as Qiu Qianren.
A life and death battle is naturally a one-sided situation.
Quickly raising her arm and turning the stick to open the short blade, Huang Rong used her true energy to use Peach Blossom Island's supreme light body technique, Ling Ao Bu, and quickly retreated to distance herself. She hid behind a green pine and glanced at the only remaining people in the field.
Several people showed sadness in their eyes.
"You devils! I won't let you go!!"
"hehe......"
Zhang Yimeng smiled slightly when he heard the words and was unmoved. He walked slowly towards Qingsong, like a cat playing with a mouse. He saw that the cook, Master Shengyin and Han Wugou were all uninjured and looked very calm.
On the other side, not three of Quanzhen's six sons were left. Wang Chuyi, Sun Buer, and Ma Yu were all dead. Half of Wang Chu's body was gouged out by the cook, leaving only bones. Sun Buer's body was separated.
, his head was cut off by Shengyin with a sword, his eyes widened with anger, and he could not die anymore.
When Ma Yu saw the death of his former wife, he raised his sword to attack in a rage, but was stopped by Han Wugou with laughter. His mind was already in a state of confusion, and he was soon torn into pieces by Han Wugou's swords.
Han Wugou enjoyed the pleasure of torture. None of the people who died under her sword were intact. She was not as decisive as Sheng Yin, but cut her opponents into pieces bit by bit.
"Taoist Master Qiu!! Brother Wu!! This group of monsters has strange strength, retreat!!"
Huang Rong couldn't hide her sadness and shouted loudly while hiding behind a tree.
It is said that none of Quanzhen's six sons can be saved, but in fact, even Qiu Chuji could not save himself at this time. His right arm was cut off by Han Wugou at the root. He was already dwarfed by Han Wugou's sword. He would definitely die under Han Wugou's sword within ten moves.
And still under the opponent's playful attitude, if it were Master Shengyin, she would have been killed long ago.
"Escape...? Can you escape... Gang Leader Huang..."
Step by step on the thick snow, Zhang Yimeng walked towards Huang Rong hiding in the green pine trees.
After suddenly accelerating forward, the body suddenly disappeared on the spot, leaving only a handful of snow that exploded.
Do do do do!!
Three copper coins hit the green pine. Zhang Yimeng flashed behind the tree, but Huang Rong's figure was missing. He smiled and did not look back. Zhang Yimeng suddenly bent down on the spot, moved his left leg forward and sideways, and waved his arm with his right hand.
Back stab.
The green glowing blade was obviously coated with poison. Huang Rong suddenly appeared behind Zhang Yimeng, holding a stick in both hands and hitting the opponent directly on the back of the head.
Whoosh!
The two people who exchanged sword strikes immediately swung away. Zhang Yimeng's stabbing blade passed through the bamboo stick and pierced Huang Rong's arm. The latter covered her shoulders and hit her back. At this time, she had more than just arms, legs, and waist.
There were scratches on all of them, and it was unknown what kind of poison Zhang Yimeng had put on the knife. Even Huang Rong, who had taken three Jiuhua Jade Dew Pills, couldn't suppress the poison in her body no matter how hard she tried.
At this moment, I was already a little dizzy and could barely stand.
More than ten kinds of snake venom are just fresh things that Zhang Yimeng attached to the blade. Huang Rong's ability to persist until now is considered to be a pretty good internal skill. Ordinary people would have been poisoned by it long ago.
"Rong'er!!! Junior Brother!!! You go quickly!! Senior Brother, hold them back!!"
At this time, Qiu Chuji, who had been torn apart by Han Wugou's tricks, suddenly burst out of his full potential, and forced Han Wugou away with a sword, holding his neck and shouting.
Taking advantage of the silence of several people, Wu Santong quickly flew to Huang Rong's side, his eyes were about to burst: "Junior sister! Let's go quickly!!"
Then he couldn't help but strike Zhang Yimeng in front of him with both fingers. He actually wanted to hold the latter back and save Huang Rong, who was in danger, with his own life.
"Tsk...it's so touching..."
Quickly avoiding Wu Santong's Yang Finger, Zhang Yimeng held the knife in his backhand and walked diagonally in all directions, with a lot of ridicule in his mouth.
How could he not see that Huang Rong was just standing still, let alone leaving.
But these two people are still worthy of admiration as opponents.
"Okay, let's end the game here. Chef, Wu Gu, Sheng Yin, business is more important, kill them..."
"Hehe, okay..."
Hearing the sound, the four people moved in synchrony, and launched their killing moves towards the remaining Wu Santong and others. However, it didn't take long before a dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the valley.
Unparalleled palm power enveloped the four-man team headed by Zhang Yimeng, woo woo woo!!!
"Let me see which of you dares!!?"
A figure suddenly descended from the sky, carrying an unparalleled momentum...