Chapter 701 Falling into the hands of the enemy (1)
Yun Luo had just rushed out of the underground gap, and his body was still in mid-air.
In an instant, "Swish, swish——"
Countless murderous sword rays suddenly struck, aiming at various vital parts of her body, shrouding her from all directions!
The sword glows with a frost-like aura, extremely sharp, and its moves are deadly!
Just as Yun Luo escaped, he was in danger again in the blink of an eye.
What's even more unlucky is that the spiritual power in her body is almost exhausted, and she is in mid-air at the moment, with nowhere to borrow or escape.
The shrunken pupils reflected dazzling silver light.
In the critical moment, Yun Luo could only twist his body as much as he could. He was like an agile civet cat, flipping 360 degrees in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the vital points of his body!
"Tsk——"
A streak of frost sword energy grazed her shoulder, instantly tearing open her clothes and skin, and tearing open a slender wound!
Before the blood could flow out, it was solidified and frozen by the cold sword energy.
More than that.
"Chi—Chi—"
Dozens of sword rays shot out almost at the same time, grazing Yun Luo's shoulders, arms, waist, and thighs...
In short, in addition to the vital parts of her body that she tried her best to avoid, various parts of her body were bruised to varying degrees. The wounds were of varying depths, and the bones were visible.
The cold frost spread along the flesh and blood of the wound, causing Yunluo's face to turn slightly blue.
Her body fell rapidly with a muffled bang!
Yun Luo knelt heavily on one knee. With her as the center of the circle, the ground beneath her feet instantly opened with several cracks.
The frozen wound was slightly shaken open, and blood dripped onto the ground.
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes, stood up, and looked around coldly.
I saw around the gap in the ground, I don’t know when more than a dozen people were ambushed.
In each of the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest, stood a beautiful woman dressed like snow with a fluttering hairband. She had a delicate appearance and a cold and arrogant look. She held a snow jade pipa in her arms and stared at her coldly.
Behind them, two blindfolded, gray-faced Gu slaves stood in a circle, holding sharp swords.
The four women in snow clothes are all at the peak of the seventh level.
The eight Gu slaves are all above the eighth level.
——What a huge battle!
No wonder that when Master Feng led his men to hunt her down, the people from Xianle Palace were nowhere to be seen. It turned out that the attack was a mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind!
They are all waiting here...
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his lips and smiled sarcastically, "Are you also sent by Fairy Shuiyue?"
The four women in snow clothes looked cold and arrogant, looking at Yun Luo as if they were looking at a dead person. Each of them, with two Gu slaves behind them, surrounded her.
"Xueqin."
"Snow chess."
"Snow Book."
"Snow painting."
The four women spoke one after another.
The cold and arrogant tone is exactly the same, giving off a condescending atmosphere.
Immediately, the four people spoke in unison, with cold and murderous intent: "By the order of the Young Palace Master - Ant Yunluo, your crime is unforgivable, I will commit suicide immediately, but I will leave your whole body!"
The four of them have the same aura, and they are surrounded from front to back, from left to right, and with cold scoldings, they are indeed very powerful.
Yun Luo sneered, "Do you people in Xianle Palace like to let others commit suicide? There was a person named Xue Yi in front of me who told me the same thing."
"Have you seen Xue Yi? Where is she?"
The leader, a woman who called herself Xue Qin, asked coldly.
Yun Luo raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "She plays the pipa very well. Lord Yama liked her very much and specially took her to the Palace of Hell to play a ditty!"