The sea of clouds hangs halfway up the mountain. When the clouds surge, they beat on the rocks like ocean waves, pulling out wisps of clouds. There are no tall trees on the top of the mountain, only knee-high grass. The early spring has passed by now, and the grass stems have become
Green, full of life. Kunpeng circled and landed on Pingding Mountain, and stopped ten feet away from the top of the mountain.
The clouds rolled in the distance, and it was about to get dark. The grass in front was dyed blood red, a gust of wind blew by, and the grass waves undulated like waves. At this moment, Yuchixue suddenly came to Chen Yunsheng and said: "There is murderous intent!
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Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "I feel it too."
Ying Jian and Cang Yue pulled out two afterimages and disappeared into the sunset in front. Chen Yunsheng took out the cloud-piercing boat and threw it into the sky. Yu Chixue, Xue Li, Ye Sihan and Bai Murong jumped on the flying boat.
He quickly cast a spell, and the flying boat disappeared quietly into the dead grass in front of him. Looking at the disappearing figures of everyone, Lexiang turned around and said, "Everyone, please be alert and be careful of your surroundings."
Without waiting for him to say anything, Fang Minglan flew to the stern of the ship, while Han Feng jumped onto the observation deck and set up a pergola to look around. A dozen sailors pulled on the thick cable, and Kunpeng flew forward very slowly. It seemed like such a large sailor.
The flying magical weapons are always guarded by monks on the battlefield, otherwise they will easily become targets for their opponents.
It is said that Chen Yunsheng's flying boat had already driven Kunpeng down without a trace. The flying boat sailed through the grass, causing ripples like waves. The further the flying boat went, the more Chen Yunsheng frowned. There was someone with a similar expression to his.
Yu Chixue, this cold-blooded killer who once killed without any calculation, rarely has this expression. Yuchixue said softly from the side: "The blood is very strong. There should be a fierce battle here not long ago."
Chen Yunsheng said: "Everyone, please be careful, there might be an ambush around."
Everyone was on their own side, holding magic weapons in their hands, staring intently at the boundless sea of grass around them. The flying boat flew forward for more than ten miles, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in the sky. Ye Sihan was shocked and said: "The sea of clouds is halfway there.
How can there be lightning so high in the sky on the mountainside? Someone must be fighting."
Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Chuanyunzhou drew an arc and flew towards the lightning. Halfway through the flight, Chen Yunsheng's escape light was stimulated, and the direction was opposite to that of Chuanyunzhou. At the same time, Yuchi Xuejin
He escaped in the same direction as Chen Yunsheng flew in, but he arrived first. The thin sword was lifted out, and a piercing cold light was heard. A "chi" sound was heard, and a figure was beheaded, with his head like a ball.
The wheel went into the grass.
"Mud tire!" Chen Yunsheng's surprised voice came from behind Yuchixue.
The people on the ground with missing heads turned into a puddle of human-shaped Tokara. At the same time, Cang Yue and Yingjian each carried a head-shaped object and flew over. When the two came closer, Chen Yunsheng could see clearly.
The two of them were also carrying two balls of tukara in their hands.
"Why are there earth puppets here?" Yuchixue asked doubtfully.
"Earth Puppetry is often used in ambushes, but why didn't I see the ambush person?" Chen Yunsheng raised his head and looked around, still looking for him.
At this time, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky again, mixed with a huge sound of gold and iron clashing. Several figures criss-crossed in the sky at extremely fast speeds, making a series of collisions like flying fireballs. Each collision would cause a collision.
A huge sound was made.
"It seems that we are not the target of an ambush. Why don't you follow us and have a look." Yu Chixue suggested from the side.
"Let's go." Chen Yunsheng flew over in the wind.
The closer the distance is, the clearer the situation of the two warring parties can be seen. This is an asymmetrical war. There are five people on one side and one person on the other side. The monk on one side is wearing the standard armor, but there is a reckless man on the other side.
He was covered with animal skins and his broad chest was exposed. Although there were five of them, it was not easy for these five monks wearing armor to take down the reckless man.
The two sides had obviously been fighting for a long time. The reason why they were calm just now was because both sides were accumulating strength for the final fight. The armor of the first of the five was more than half removed, revealing the soft gold-wired armor. Judging from the material,
, the grade is extraordinary, it seems to be woven from soft gold mixed with copper wire drawing. The sunlight passes by, glowing with a dazzling golden color. This man is holding a two-handed heavy sword in his hand, floating in the air in the wind, and behind him are the wings of a wild goose.
There are four people lined up in a row, each holding a sword with both hands. The sword is about five feet long, narrow in the middle and wide at the top and bottom. The blade is engraved with light and dark patterns. It is not only exquisite in appearance, but also has a touch of luxury. It does not look like an ordinary magic weapon.
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On the other hand, the mangy man's beard and hair are spread out, his eyes are like lamps, and he is holding a ghost-headed sword in his right hand. The blade is sharp, and the frost-like blade is inscribed with chaotic magic circles. It looks very good, and it can be regarded as a good one.
It was a top-grade magic weapon. The big man was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the five people opposite him. His clenched right hand turned from time to time, and the sword intent exuded from the sword made Chen Yunsheng
He couldn't help but frown. He was an expert in using swords. The so-called expert could tell if he was holding out his hand. In his eyes, this big man was no worse than him in wielding a sword.
I saw the mangy man roaring, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand emitted a burst of sharp white light. The broadsword swept across, and the sword's light came before the blade. The leading soldier shouted "Well done", took the lead in crossing the side of the sword, and the giant sword released a dark light.
Behind him, there was a red light, and the four of them were also standing beside their swords. The red light emitted by the five giant swords intertwined together, forming a huge sword light that faced the sword light. There was another earth-shaking sound.
With the sound of the sound, red light and white light flew chaotically in the sky like fireflies. The formation of the five people was shaken, and a soldier with a lower level of cultivation became unstable and fell down.
The man seemed to have seen the light of day. He bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and cursed, "I'll do it again and send you to meet Lord Ming."
At this sound, Chen Yunsheng shuddered. He looked at the rough man carefully, and his mind was quickly recalling the blood lion he met in the Tianqiong Mountains. Although he couldn't remember the appearance, but the fierce
But the voice left a deep impression on me, and I still can't remember it. "Is it really him?" Chen Yunsheng drew a question mark in his heart.
The bright silver swords fell like snowflakes one after another, and the reckless man was like a shooting star, moving left and right, up and down, all rushing towards the vital points of the five people. On the other hand, among the five monks, only the leader was from the Golden Core stage.
, the remaining four are all foundation-building monks. Although their cultivation levels are not high, the five of them cooperated extremely well. The formation formed a battle formation that advanced and retreated appropriately. Although the momentum was a bit unsatisfactory, the reckless man could not win it for a while.
At this time, everyone on the Chuanyun Boat also rushed to the battlefield. Seeing that this battle had little to do with him, Chen Yunsheng and Yu Chixue simply returned to the flying boat. This kind of thing is the most comfortable, sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight. He pointed out
Looking at the battlefield, he said: "Look at which of the two sides has a greater chance of winning."
"In my opinion, that reckless man fought fiercely and should win this battle quickly." Xue Li said.
"Sihan, what do you think?" Chen Yunsheng said.
"Senior brother and I have similar views. If nothing happens to the reckless man, he can defeat those five monks with just a cup of tea." Ye Sihan raised his eyebrows and said.
"I don't think so." Yu Chixue, who rarely speaks, actually made an unprecedented comment.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "You still have a sophisticated eye, which is much better than these two young people."
Yu Chixue shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with age. If they have killed so many people, they will naturally have such views."
Xue Li asked doubtfully: "But the battle situation is obviously in favor of that reckless man?"
Chen Yunsheng said seriously: "You know, 'Although a flying sword is sharp, it cannot penetrate a thousand miles of gauze.' It means that even with the sharpness of a flying sword, it cannot penetrate a gauze that is too far away. I think that reckless man's
The momentum is going to end, but it is just lingering."
Sure enough, the big man's sword power became slower and slower, the light became weaker and weaker, and even his speed of escaping light also slowed down. But the five monks fought steadily, step by step, and slowly took the initiative in the battle, forcing the man to retreat.
Step by step back.
The leading soldier said: "That bloody lion, if you know what you are looking for, please kneel down quickly. Our king still lacks a gatekeeper."
Hearing this, Chen Yunsheng's heart moved, "Yes, this rude man is the blood lion that he fought with in the Tianqiong Mountains that day. I haven't seen him for so many years, and I can no longer recognize him from his appearance." Immediately afterwards, a series of question marks came again.
It came to his mind. Isn't this Suanni clan a famous demon cultivator in Lantau Island? Why were they bullied so miserably at their doorstep? Who are these five monks? Why are they so unscrupulous?
"Do you want to help that lion?" Bai Murong suddenly asked. She knew Chen Yunsheng's thoughts well. Although the other party did not speak, she guessed what he was thinking.
"Well, let's take a look." Although he said so, the two Canglan Guards had silently moved to a hidden position. The two parties in the sky were so focused on fighting that no one even noticed that they had become
Food on someone else's plate.
In the sky, you and I are fighting for another stick of incense. This is already a long time for the fighting between monks. The momentum of the blood lion has long been lost. The sword skills are scattered and the sword light is scattered. There have been several battles.
With his demon cultivator's body, rough skin and thick flesh, he forcefully accepted the opponent's giant sword attack. But even though his muscles and bones were strong, he was still made of flesh and blood, so how could he block the Taoist magic weapon? After a few blows, the blood lion's muscles and bones became sore and weak.
More and more tired.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the leading soldier became even more proud. He spotted a gap, shouted "move", and took out the giant sword with both hands. This kind of giant sword is not very flexible when used as a flying sword, but its sword power is extremely powerful.
It is thick and thick, and is mostly used by those who attack in the sword formation. The giant sword comes with the wind, and the blood lion raises the sword to block it, but the arm has been sore and numb from the shock, and the weak sword cannot stop the opponent's earth-shattering blow.