Whether he was running away or being chased, his eyes were full of anxiety.
Lu Qingping asked herself to calm down and think.
Since fighting all the way out of Chang'an City and arriving here, there have been many dangers. Finally, we broke through the last checkpoint of the Tang Dynasty. In front of us is the border between the two countries, which is flat and unobstructed.
But Yang Xiu, who had been chased from Yunmeng Pass, was still biting them like a gangrene attached to his bones.
What’s even more shocking is that Yang Xiu’s cultivation has already reached the level of Zang training at the third level of the martial arts foundation-building realm. At this point, martial arts practice will undergo a huge transformation, and the internal organs will take on a completely new look. They will transform from skin, flesh, muscles and bones to more mature ones.
To further cultivate the key internal organs.
If Yang Xiu is not dealt with, they will not be able to escape back to the Sui border no matter what.
Of the eighteen dead soldiers who had escorted the two of them here, only four were left, and the old master was almost at the point when his candle had burned out.
The rest can only rely on the two of them to rush back to Sui Dynasty.
In other words, it depends on him.
He touched the black knife at his waist.
The idea before.
Maybe, you have to give it a try boldly.
Otherwise, you will only die if you are caught up.
"little bottle."
Zhao Qingyang was still worried about the boy's back injury, but the people behind him had already caught up.
Lu Qingping shook her head, indicating that nothing was wrong.
Zhao Qingyang's eyes flickered and he looked forward.
She made up her mind: "I will hold the young general in a while and let the little bottle go first."
The girl made up her mind and stopped seeing Lu Qingping. She knew that she had never been good at lying.
If there is something, it will be instantly seen by the small bottle.
So when we were in Chang'an City, when the two of us played hiding things, Xiao Ping could always look at her expression and find them out cleverly.
"I didn't expect that when we reached the last step, we couldn't go back with the little bottle."
The little girl lowered her head on the horse, feeling disappointed: "It doesn't matter, anyway, they were originally sent here by the people from Luoyang City. Because of their weakness, Xiao Ping's father was implicated and had to hand over Xiao Ping."
"My home in Luoyang City is no longer my home. One of the most powerful men on earth has a new wife and children. Even if I go back, it won't be important to him."
"The little bottle is different. He is the only one in his family. I want him to go back."
Turning her head to look back at the dozen or so cavalrymen chasing after her, the girl's eyes were firm.
Just waiting for the cavalry to catch up, he went to drag the young general who had practiced the Zang realm.
With Xiao Pingting's intelligence, he should have known that if he took the opportunity to run away, only one person would die.
Both stay, both die.
After all, he is always so smart and will make the most sensible and correct decisions.
Several waves of people have already rushed out of Yunmengguan for dozens of miles.
Ahead is the vast expanse of northern Saipei.
Vast, majestic mountains and rivers.
The sunset is as beautiful as residual blood.
boom.
Flying rocks exploded, strong winds rose, and it was the old master and Yuchi Feng who kept chasing Yang Xiu's cavalry.
The eyes of the old grandmaster were already dim, and there was not much light left. He was only supported by a will, and he wanted to finally kill Yang Xiu for the two young people and let them leave calmly.
However, after persisting for such a long time, the pure Yang Grandmaster Qi and blood in his body finally disappeared like sand in the palm of his hand.
Around Yunmengguan, half an hour has passed.
The old man did not hesitate to fight back, blasting the stone gate weighing more than 100,000 kilograms into stone powder, and then fought a life-and-death battle with Yuchi Peak.
Finally, at this moment, the oil has run out and the lamp has dried up.
And Yuchi Peak is similar.
With his master's cultivation, he forced himself against the great master of Sanyang Perfection, just to let Yang Xiu kill the two young men smoothly, and he did so at all costs, forgetting his own life and death.
at the last moment.
The old man's beard and hair were spread out, and his clothes rushed down like a dragon roaring.
This is the last glimmer of light.
Before he died, he at least wanted to take Yuchi Feng away.
drink!
The air vibrated, forming ripples in circles.
There was an explosion of anger.
At the last moment of the old man, as if a god came to earth, he struck Yuchi Peak with a palm that was like splitting mountains and splitting seas.
Yuchifeng's eyes were swollen and his body was covered in blood.
Under this palm.
Dust swirled ten feet around him.
Under the old man's last palm, the strong pressure made him cough violently, roar, and knelt down on the Gobi Desert angrily.
The palm fell.
But it unexpectedly stopped at a position three inches from Yuchifeng's forehead.
this moment.
The sunset is like blood.
The two pairs of eyes looked towards the end ahead at the same time.
That is……
Riding a white horse, he turned back.
The fourteen-year-old boy, just now, turned the horse's head and came back resolutely to kill.
Yang Xiu and a dozen cavalrymen attacked the rear.
The old man and Yuchi Feng in the distance were both speechless.
The two pairs of empty eyes seemed lifeless, unable to show any emotion.
It seems to be dead.
The two corpses looked at the lone young man who was rushing towards a dozen riders.
He is only one person.
But he rushed towards Yang Xiu, who was led by the third-level practitioner of the Foundation Establishment, and the dozen or so cavalry he led.
"little bottle!!"
On the desert.
The girl screamed urgently, feeling like she was about to collapse.
She never expected that at that moment, when she was considering waiting for the cavalry from behind to catch up, Xiao Ping would turn around and kill her back without hesitation.
What the purpose is is self-evident.
Yang Xiu looked at the young man in white who was rushing towards him, but his eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he understood the young man's psychology at the first moment.
"I want to buy time for the little princess, sacrifice myself, so that the little princess can leave. It's a pity, it's a pity, this world is doomed for the loving and righteous people to never have a happy ending."
After the surprise in Yang Xiu's eyes, they turned dark and stable.
The reason for his last sentence is...
Behind where the boy in white came back from the fight.
Not only did the little princess not take advantage of this opportunity to escape towards Nan Sui, she turned around without hesitation and came towards him at the same time.
People who are kind and righteous are always stupid and ridiculous.
With an even more serious look on his face, he clapped his horse and rushed towards the young man who boldly turned back.
this moment.
In Lu Qingping's eyes, there was only the young man in brocade robes in front of him.
He clenched the knife in his hand and murmured to himself:
"I know that you have always been protecting her. Even if you die, you still want to protect her..."
"She has been your relative for ten years."
"Then, at this time, I hope you can help me strike a sword that is even more peak than the Iron Bone Realm!"
"Let us go smoothly and return to Sui Dynasty."
"Experience the sword's will with me, just like then..."
…………
Waves of dust are rolling!
The cavalry gallops.
A horse galloped over.
"Little Bottle, I beg you, come back quickly!"
The girl cried tremblingly, with prayers behind her.
"Die!"
Yang Xiu, a young man in brocade clothes, had a sharp flash in his eyes, and he jumped out from his horse, like a dragon rising from the abyss. The horse under his feet fell to the ground whimpering when he stepped on it, and he stabbed it out with a spear.
This shot.
The power of practicing the viscera realm.
Carrying the orders of the general.
Blood splattered in Yang Xiu's eyes.
In front of him was a young man who also jumped up.
A black knife.
The knife flashed, and the black line came out dazzlingly.
"Sure enough..."
When Yang Xiu saw the young man at the bronze skin realm swinging a sword at the iron bone realm, the thought of "Sure enough, he is really capable, no wonder he dared to come back to stop him" flashed across his mind. Who would have thought that the thought was only halfway through his mind.
Sparks flew.
"Zheng" sound.
Swords and guns roared.
The boy was injured with one blow.
At that moment, Yang Xiu and the boy in white looked at each other.
What he saw was a pair of clear eyes.
The strange thing is that in those eyes, besides the young man in front of him, there seems to be another person living there.
Moreover, Yang Xiu felt that after he noticed these strange eyes.
The other person suddenly disappeared in this moment.