Hell Gate was filled with a murderous atmosphere, with shouts of killing rising to the sky, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.
Ji Liufeng and Zhu Ya led everyone all the way to the Hell Gate Hall, but still did not see Yan Ming.
At this time, Xiaobai led some people into the meeting hall of Hell Gate from another direction.
"Xiao Bai, you came all the way and saw Yan Ming, the one who killed a thousand swords?" Ji Liufeng walked over, her red clothes soaked in blood making them even more beautiful and delicate, and asked eagerly.
"No, we have been fighting all the way. Not to mention Yan Ming, not even the ghosts of the four envoys Black, White, You and Ming were seen." Xiao Bai held a long whip in his hand, with a few drops still dripping from the tip.
Dropping bright red, he replied.
"Could he have escaped from the back mountain?" Zhuo Ya grimly frowned and guessed.
"It's very possible, let's do this, Xiaobai, you lead some people to search for Yan Ming and the Four Ambassadors inside the gate of hell. Zhu Ya and I will take some of them to the back mountain to have a look." Ji Liufeng made a prompt decision,
He commanded calmly and calmly.
"Okay." Xiaobai responded.
After saying this, Ji Liufeng and Zhuo Ya led some people and chased towards the back mountain chasm.
Here, after walking for half an hour, Xia Ziluo and his party had arrived at the extremely dangerous natural chasm. An arm-thick iron chain connected the two mountains, swinging left and right in mid-air.
The trench was bottomless and nearly ten meters wide.
"Madam, this is the chasm leading to the mountain behind the Hell Gate. Do we want to go there?" the man at the head of the four bearers asked respectfully.
"No, let's just sit here and wait." Xia Ziluo replied calmly. She had been guessing in her heart that a cunning and cunning person like Yan Ming, although he was the master of the Hell Gate, really wanted him.
The possibility of living and dying with the Gate of Hell is one in ten thousand. And the Houshan Heavenly Chasm is the only way to escape, so Xia Ziluo suddenly proposed to go to the Heavenly Chasm and wait.
Sure enough, as soon as Xia Ziluo finished speaking, five figures flew toward the chasm from the mountain behind the Hell Gate. In the blink of an eye, the figure had stopped at the edge of the iron chain.
"Xia Ziluo, I didn't expect that your life is really tough. Such a big mountain fire didn't burn you to death." Behind the gate of hell, Yan Ming looked at the arrogant and proud Xia Ziluo ten meters away with sinister eyes.
Bursting with overwhelming hatred, he said coldly.
"Of course, I have done a lot of good deeds in my life, and I have been blessed by the gods. Of course I cannot die. However, you are different. You have done all the bad things, and today is the day you die." Looking at the past from a distance, Xia Ziluo's pupils were as dark as the stars.
There was extreme hatred in her eyes. If she hadn't been lucky enough to think of a way to avoid the disaster, everyone around her and the unborn child in her belly would be destroyed in a sea of fire.
"Master, wait for your subordinates to go over and kill that arrogant and arrogant woman." The black messenger's body was filled with cold air and he volunteered.
"No, I have to take care of that woman myself today." Yan Ming's sinister eyes shot towards Xia Ziluo like extremely sharp ice knives, his thin lips moved slightly, and a chilling voice floated out.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ming performed Qing Kung, stepping on the iron chain as if walking on the ground, and tapped his feet towards Xia Ziluo, his eyes were extremely cold, and he held an extremely abnormal fish bone sword in his hand.
"You reckless guy, you think you want to deal with me even just for a few moments, it's so shameless." Xia Ziluo glanced at Yan Ming on the chain with disdain and said with utmost mockery.
At the end of the sentence, Xia Ziluo's frosty eyes flashed fiercely, and he held a silver needle between his two fingers and shot it at Yan Ming, who was walking an iron chain over the sky. The hissing sound in his ears was as soft as a mosquito's moan, and Yan Ming took one step.
He stepped on the iron chain and flipped twice in the air, avoiding the silver needles shot by Xia Ziluo. When he fell, his feet were still on the iron chain.
"Despicable and shameless villain." Yan Ming cursed angrily. If it weren't for his superb martial arts skills, a silver needle from a sneak attack would probably have caused him to fall directly and break into pieces.
"Thank you for the compliment. You know that Tianhu Palace has always been proud of its insidiousness and its shamelessness."
"Shameless woman, you destroyed the hell gate that I worked so hard to build. I will kill you today to avenge those dead disciples and comfort their souls in heaven." Yan Ming stepped forward and floated up, already stable.
The ground fell on the edge of the cliff where Xia Ziluo was standing. He picked up the fish bone sword in his hand, passed it forward, and pierced the door facing Xia Ziluo.
"Arrogant guy, you can't even beat my baby with your two attacks, and you still want to kill me. It's really ridiculous." Yan Ming gave Yan Ming two big eye rolls and said sarcastically.
Then, Xia Ziluo turned around to avoid the flying fish bone sword. The soft Sky Fox Sword in his hand was unsheathed, with silver light shining. He turned his wrist sharply and pulled out several sword flowers, like a tightly intertwined sword rain, densely
It moved toward Yan Ming's whole body. Only a few brushing sounds were heard. Yan Ming's clothes were instantly cut open by Xia Ziluo's quick and dexterous sword skills. They hung like rags on his body. Under the cold autumn wind,
Drifting in the wind, shivering.
On the Iron Chain Bridge, the four ambassadors of Hell Gate were already flying across the chasm on the iron chain, and they were already fighting with the four bearers. From the mountain behind Hell Gate, looking from a distance, Ji Liufeng and Zhu Ya were leading the way.
A group of people, carrying swords in their hands, were rushing towards the iron chain of the natural moat.
Yan Ming and the four envoys also saw the people rising from the mountain behind, and they couldn't help but feel anxious. If they waited until those people arrived, they might really be buried in the natural moat today.
On the edge of the cliff, the fish bone in Yan Ming's hand danced even faster. His sinister eyes swept across the two children standing nearby. He suddenly thought of a plan in his mind and hit the two little ghosts standing there.
The place retreated. Yan Ming, who was slightly distracted, had been stabbed by Xia Ziluo in five places in this moment. Although it was not fatal, the pain was unbearable. He continued to grit his teeth and took advantage of Xia Ziluo's soft sword to stab him.
, Yan Ming did not dodge, but instead used his five fingers to form claws. By chance, he caught Xia Baoxuan, who was weak in martial arts. He used his hand quickly and clicked on Xia Baoxuan's acupuncture point. He pinched Xia Baoxuan's neck with his hand, and said pitifully.
He threatened: "Xia Ziluo, if you want your child to live, put down the soft sword in your hand and jump off the cliff for me. Otherwise, I will strangle your child to death."
"You let him go, and I'll let you tap on the acupuncture points and I'll be your hostage." Xia Ziluo's eyes were as cold as ice knives and her face was as calm as ever. In fact, her heart was burning with anxiety, as if she was being roasted in a raging fire.