The old guy vomited two mouthfuls of blood, flew backwards, and hit the mountain behind with a loud bang, directly knocking a big hole out of the mountain.
"You, you, you cheat..."
The old man in red robe lay at the bottom of the cave, unable to move anymore.
Zhao Qianye used all his strength in the palm strike just now, which directly shattered his heart and lungs. If he didn't have a mouthful of internal energy to protect his body, he would have died long ago.
Zhao Qianye and Mu Lanying descended from the sky, like a pair of immortals, and landed in front of the old man in red robe.
Mu Lanying immediately took the Han sword and pointed it at the neck of the old man in red robe.
"Where is the token? Hand it over and I will spare your life..." Zhao Qianye asked.
"Hahaha, don't ever think about getting the token..." The red robe of the old man in red robe was in pieces, and his white hair was scattered. After he finished speaking, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"You won't give it, right?"
Zhao Qianye took the Han sword in Mu Lanying's hand and chopped it down.
"Crack..." With a sound, the old man's hand was chopped off and flew out.
"Hahaha……"
Instead of screaming in pain, the old man laughed like crazy.
"Boy... I am at the peak level of Grand Master. Do you think you are afraid of this kind of torture in the world? Come on, do whatever you want. If you want to get the token, there is no way. Just die here.
Go inside."
I didn't expect this old man to be so insidious and unwilling to let Zhao Qianye and the others go until his death.
Zhao Qianye was helpless, knowing that for a person at this level, it would be useless to use force against him.
"Okay then, I'll send you on your way..."
Since it was useless, Zhao Qianye stopped wasting time and directly picked up the long Han sword and penetrated the heart of the red-robed old man.
The old man in red robe stared at him with wide eyes, and finally breathed his last.
Zhao Qianye originally didn't want to kill him, but this old guy touched his own instincts and told him not to touch the people around him, but he didn't listen, so he had no choice but to die.
Mu Lanying stood aside and looked at him, realizing that sometimes Zhao Qianye was really scary, and sometimes he was too kind.
I just heard the old man in red robe shouting that he is a god and a devil. Could it be that Zhao Qianye is really a god and a devil? Sometimes he is kind, but he also has a scary side.
But no matter who he was, Mu Lanying still chose to trust him completely and was willing to help him find Wang Chuxia. Even if he was terrible, he was forced to do this by his enemies.
At this time, Zhao Qianye had already used the Han sword to open the clothes of the red-robed old man, but there was nothing in the clothes.
"What should I do?" Zhao Qianye couldn't help asking himself helplessly.
In this vast wind and snow, the old man in red robe didn't know where he usually lived or where to find the token he had hidden.
Although I defeated the old man in red robe, what can I do without the token?
At this time, he turned around and looked at Mu Lanying, suddenly remembered something, and ran frantically down the mountain.
We were just focused on fighting. Those guys have been buried in the ground under the snow for a long time. They won't be suffocated to death, right?
Zhao Qianye ran over frantically, and Mu Lanying also remembered it and hurriedly followed him.
The two men dug through the snow quickly according to their memories, and quickly pulled out the four guys lying in the snow nest.
"Fuck, I almost died..." Lying on the snow, Zhang Yin was looking at the sky and breathing in the fresh air.
Although he was not trapped by the snow, he was stuck in the snow nest and could not get out. It was very difficult to breathe and he would die after a long time.
Seeing that these four people were all well, Zhao Qianye breathed a sigh of relief. He almost let these guys die unjustly.
"Are you all okay?" Zhao Qianye asked.
"It's okay, I'll only live half a life..." Wang Yuanyuan was also lying on the ground. This girl was still able to joke. It seemed that the problem was not big.
After getting these people out, Zhao Qianye started thinking about the Far North Gate and the token again.
"Since no one is injured, let's get up and move forward immediately..."
Zhao Qianye shouted, because he was really impatient and didn't want any more accidents to happen, because maybe another old man in blue robe or green robe would pop up.
Although they felt exhausted, the four guys also wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so they quickly got up one by one.
It was already daybreak, and the sled dragging the food was gone. Everyone could only carry their quilts on their backs and move on. If they could not find the Gate to the Far North or leave here, they might be hungry.
This time there was no need for Zhao Qianye to urge, everyone was walking forward as fast as possible.
In the afternoon, I finally saw from a distance a tall, arched city gate looming in the gray sky.
The city gate is crystal clear, as if it was naturally formed by ice and snow.