Now, everyone is holding each other's feet and falling down the mountain at a free fall speed.
And he, the person who was caught in the avalanche, became the only one who could save everyone.
Although he had just been caught in an avalanche that was almost breathless, Zhao Jie's mind was clearer than ever.
After feeling the gravity on his waist, he was forcefully pulled out of the avalanche.
Too lazy to care that his face was bleeding from the rocks rolled up by the snow, Zhao Jie opened his eyes wide as soon as he was pulled out of the avalanche, staring at the cliff where he was about to be loaded.
At the moment when his body almost hit the cliff, he thrust the only dagger in his hand into the cliff.
This is his only weapon, his only hope.
He didn't expect that this move could control everyone's falling body. He only hoped that his right blow could stop everyone's falling speed.
As long as everyone can react like him and have the same reaction, then they may still have a chance to survive.
Hearing a soft "ding" sound, the dagger had already been inserted into the cliff. Zhao Jie felt that the huge momentum shocked his brain slightly, and then, there was a burst of paralysis at the tiger's mouth.
Even so, he still did not let go of the dagger, clenching his hands tightly and pouring all his energy into his hands.
As soon as the dagger was inserted into the cliff, he felt a huge pulling force below. This was Mo Zihan falling.
Although she is not heavy, when she rushes down from such a height, the force of her fall is enough to be countless times heavier than herself.
As the pressure from below suddenly increased, the dagger that had been deeply inserted into the cliff was pulled down by the huge pulling force and slid downward at an extremely fast speed.
Sparks sparkled from the rapid friction between the dagger and the cliff.
"Ah——" Zhao Jie yelled with all his strength while trying to control the speed of everyone's descent. Blood spattered from the tiger's mouth.
The second person to hit the cliff was Mo Zihan. Since the silkworm silk had already wrapped around Zhao Jie's body, she could only use a dagger to stick into the cliff to slow down everyone's descent.
However, since she had no internal strength at all, although the dagger was inserted deeply into the cliff according to her wishes, the force of the fall below still made her unable to control it.
But the stubborn Mo Zihan did not throw away the dagger immediately.
"puff--"
Because the force of the fall was so great, Mo Zihan felt as if his body had been torn apart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Han'er!" Tuoli couldn't help shouting worriedly.
But Mo Zihan still held the dagger, showing no signs of letting go.
Like Zhao Jie, her hand was shattered by the sharply sliding dagger, and blood splattered everywhere.
The cold wind was below Mo Zihan. He grabbed Mo Zihan's leg with one hand and freed up the other hand. Like Mo Zihan and Zhao Jie, he inserted the dagger into the cliff immediately, but his internal strength was obvious.
More advanced than Zhao Jie.
Although there was only one hand, the cold wind that poured all the internal force into the palm obviously slowed down everyone's descent.
Following Lengfeng was Yi Wuchen. He had to protect Tuoli on his back. The rope holding Tuoli was a little loose because he flew upside down just now.
As he was about to hit the cliff, he could only hold on to the cold wind with one hand and protect Tuoli with the other.