Chapter 38 Griffin

The butterfly dance then flew up: "You young owners don't know what they are talking about."

The swordsman did not pay attention to the butterfly dance, but asked the Purple Sword Wuya to spread the map. Compared with the map of the butterfly dance two years ago, the map of the Purple Sword Wuya is much more accurate, even the scale. Although the sword clan saw at first glance that the scale was a pit, there were not many pits, roughly in a precise Scope.

The swordsman's hand moved north on the map, 150 miles north along the forbidden land of Dalaran, and then north. It's a large plain and small hill.

"Young master, what are you looking at?" Of course, Zijian Wuya, like Butterfly Dance, does not understand the purpose of the sword clan.

"What kind of wind will blow on the other side of the half-moon empire in August?" The swordsman asked

I didn't even think about it: "Typhoon."

Purple Sword Wuya also nodded with the same feeling: "August to September is a period of typhoons in Junzhou, tornadoes and other miscellaneous strong winds. It's August, and it is estimated that a typhoon will make landfall in Dingyuan soon.

"How high is the altitude of the forbidden area of Dalaran?" The swordsman continued to ask.

"Why do you ask this?" They were even more confused about the different opinions.

"Yes, what is altitude?" The swordsman leaked his mouth for a moment and was instantly caught by the butterfly dance.

The swordsman quickly changed his words: "I mean to ask how high this mountain is?"

"Yesterday I walked to the top of the mountain, and there were 6,000 arms from the foot of the mountain." For the problem of mountain height, Purple Sword Wuya is the solution for the swordsman.

"Young master, why do you ask these questions?"

The next words of the sword clan made everyone take a cold breath: "If we can fly, maybe we can save Uncle Xiao."

"This idea is really amazing." The butterfly dance is a little sour.

"Indeed." Zijian Wuya looked at the sky with some emotion. Suddenly, he found a black spot in the sky, and it seemed to come straight to the ground. The black spot was getting closer and closer, which made Zijian Wuya feel more and more familiar: "Is this?"

"Giffin." The swordsman calmly kicked a pebble in front of his feet, grabbed the pebble thrown into the air with his right hand and threw it up. The small stone broke through the strong wind, and the small stone rushed straight to the griffin like having eyes.

The swords suddenly felt abnormal. Looking up, a stone of the same size also shot at the griffins, breaking their brains and spilling a line of blood.

With a sound, the griffin fell heavily on the ground, with earthy yellow wings and a very hard and curved sharp mouth. It looks no different from an eagle. When the griffin landed, the butterfly dance and the sword clan jumped up from the ground at the same time, and the sword in their hands drew into the air at the same time, and their movements were quite consistent. The cold blade in the swords's hand is a semicircular sword spirit towards the sky with a trace of cold air.

The arc-shaped sword spirit shot out from the tip of the sword of the sword clan. At the same time, the silkworm soft sword in the hand of the butterfly dance was suddenly turned into a thorn in the middle of the way. The silkworm soft sword trembled quickly in the hand of the butterfly dance, and the sword spirit was constantly shot out from the tip of the sword, which seemed not very different from the 72-way chain fingers of the sword clan.

At the same time, there are also different dust and purple swords. These two heroes are a little slower than the swordsman and the butterfly dance, and they are not much slower. The sky suddenly looked dazzling and colorful. Looking at the target, the true air shot by the four people, this time they all pointed straight at an Yi people in mid-air.

Long golden hair, silver armor, a huge bow in their hands, and the swordsmen recognized that this was a griffin who believed in the so-called god of light as soon as they shot the true spirit.

The so-called griffins in the subcontinent refer to a group of people who are born to control griffins. It is said that such people are born to know bird language. It is precisely because they know this kind of bird language that they are called griffins, and these griffons are almost 100% enemies of the Chinese. There is no other reason, the Chinese and another sky. The winged people are in a very friendly relationship, just like the natural elf and the Chinese are also hostile races, because the evil spirits and the Chinese are also friendly allies. The swords do not feel that they have that kind of natural hatred when they see Cheng Ren Piaoxu, which is for this reason.

Four true qi are shot at the same time. Although there is a sequence, this difference is placed on a griffin who does not know martial arts, which can be ignored at all. So after releasing the true qi, the swordsmen fell down and watched the four true qi pass through the body of the griffins. A blood mist spewed out of the sky. It makes them feel a little disgusted.

Before the blood rain fell, the swords had indeed quickly hid under a tree and looked at the blood rain all over the sky.

Looking at the bloody rain, Butterfly Dance took off his white clothes helplessly: "It seems that you have foresight." With a plop, the armor was thrown heavily on the ground. Raise a burst of dust.

"If we can also find a tool to fly into the sky, wouldn't it be easy to save Uncle Xiao among 400,000 people?" At this time, the swordsman finally said what he thought.

"It turns out that the young master has already found this griffin." I have to admire the dissent.

The sword clan smiled flatly and said, "If it weren't for this griffin, I wouldn't have come up with such a way."

"It's easy to think, but difficult to do. There are no winged people around here, and we haven't brought wooden eagles." Butterfly Dance has changed his clothes to be quiet. Except for the extreme sporadic blood stains, almost nothing can be seen.

The swordsman nodded: "The typhoon should be able to blow through the situation of Dalaran, but we really don't have the tools to fly. This is the most worrying thing."

Zi Jian Wuya walked to the field and picked up the huge bow: "Master Shaozhuang, this person's identity seems to be a small captain." After saying that, Purple Sword Wuya threw the huge bow at the Soege sword clan: "Erich, captain of the Violet Eagle Eye Team. Dalaran.

The sword clan took over the huge bow, with four arms long, one head higher than the sword clan. It is indeed a good bow. Such a bow is indeed rare in the Chinese people. The sword clan turned over the giant bow and saw that there was a line of words on the side of the bow, "Erich, captain of the Violet Hawkeye Squad. Dalaran. The swordsman stared at the words on it for a long time and thought about it.

"What are you thinking about?" Butterfly Dance felt a little curious when she saw that the sword clan had not spoken for a long time.

"I think we should hide it immediately." The swordsman said helplessly after looking at it for a long time.

"Why?" Several of them were a little unthinkable. Butterfly Dance even expressed the doubts in everyone's hearts: "Haven't we killed the enemy's scouts?"

"It is precisely because they killed the captain of the other party's team that they are looking for it. After all, the Griffins are as rare and precious as the winged people." After saying that, the swords threw the giant bow to the ground, pulled out the ice blade in his hand, a silver light flashed, clicked, and a relatively lush tree fell down. The swordsman put away the ice blade and flew out of the place where the tree branch was hooked with his right foot. Going forward, the cut tree flew over the front of the crowd and covered the body steadily.

"I really don't understand why this griffin suddenly rushed to the ground just now. If we don't rush, our light power will not reach their height, let alone kill them." Yi Jianchen felt that things were a little incredible.

"Because he was just a routine inspection, he wanted to come down and have a look when he saw it. He didn't expect that he would be us Chinese at all. This shows that our whereabouts have not been exposed. If we don't move quickly now, I can't guarantee that we won't be found.

Butterfly Dance fiercely despised the swordsman: "I**, guess."

"This is called reasoning." The swordsman smiled and snapped his fingers: "There is only one truth."

The butterfly dance suddenly vomited wildly: "I really don't know where you learned the disgusting thing." After saying that, the butterfly dance squeaked her fingers and said strangely, "There is only one truth." After learning butterfly dance, it returned to normal: "You have no evidence."

"Had it first, maybe the evidence will be available soon." The sword clan said to Zi Jian Wuya, "Ter them to clean up the tent quickly, bring all kinds of branches, leaves, straw hats and so on. I believe that the griffins will come soon."

Hearing this, everyone began to clean up their belongings and remove all the tents and fires. A group of people directly pulled a branch and put it on the vest, which is both shaded and hidden.

The swordsman also walked up quickly, directly picked a thick tree and jumped on the tree. Several disciples of the Broken Sword Gate suddenly did the same.

The disciples of Broken Sword Gate are very fast. Those pots, pans, tents, clothes and so on are all hidden in their heads and covered with grass. Many disciples of Broken Swordsmen went to the tree, and of course, some of them lay directly in the grass.

"Will the young master come?" Yi Jianchen looked at the white clouds in the sky, plus the demon fire, and the sweat on his forehead kept flowing down.

"Don't worry, I should have guessed correctly."

"Don't mislead others with your guess." The words of the butterfly dance represent everyone's point of view to a certain extent, but before the words of the butterfly dance were finished, I saw a sound of birds singing in the sky.

"Woth." It came from the front of everyone with a little hoarse bird call.

Buttered Dance spit out her tongue without the demeanor of the door owner: "It seems that you really guessed right."

"Nothing. Since the captain is missing, the so-called Hawkeye team will definitely look for their captain, so I asked everyone to prevent it." The last sentence of the sword clan revealed the truth: "Actually, I'm not sure."

"Stop talking about it, they are coming. Everyone, hide." The first sentence of Zijian Wuya is naturally said to the sword clan, and the latter sentence is indeed said to the disciples of the broken sword.

"I know." The Soege swordsman said, and firmly pressed their right hand on the hilt. If the Hawkeye team really found something, then we all had to kill the enemy.

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