Chapter 20 Unexpected

Everyone is silent! The atmosphere suddenly became depressed, and only the prisoners of war who had just been rescued were excited, grateful and happy.

Shangguan Mu came to Zhang Ziguang, patted Zhang Ziguang on the shoulder, and whispered, "Be careful!

Zhang Ziguang nodded calmly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he stared at the Yuyang Pass in front of him.

Chu Qingguang set out again with the first brigade. Along the way, the whole Yuyang Town was like a dead city without any sound, only a gust of mountain wind, roaring like a ghost howl.

The group flew deeper and deeper. Along the way, there was neither the resistance of the Dongying people, whether there were prisoners of war, but only the dead silence.

"There is someone in front!" A disciple flying in front of him shouted with an extremely excited voice. Chu Qingguang and others fixed their eyes. In front of him was a huge prison, the gate of the prison, and the two Dongying warriors.

"Kill it!" Yang Ruihao said, but then he was stopped by Chu Qingguang. Chu Qingguang said, "Now there is a lurking here for a while. Let's see what happens!"

With a few slight noises, several disciples lurked in the grass near the prison, and there was still silence around. The guards of the two prisons smiled and chatted with each other, as if they had not noticed the arrival of the couple.

"Master Mo, there is nothing abnormal!" A disciple of the swordsman lurking in the grass said through the summoning gems on the fairy sword.

Chu Qingguang and Yang Ruihao looked at each other in surprise, and then fell into silence again. For a long time, Chu Qingguang said, "Kill it!"

With his order, the eye-catching sword light rushed out one by one. The two guards at the gate of the prison fled when they heard the wind. The gate of the prison was immediately bombarded open by the sword light, and the righteous disciples poured in like a tide.

After a rescue, each righteous disciple raised his magic weapon to the maximum, and one person flew to the entrance with two prisoners of war. But despite this, the hearts of the righteous disciples have never been relieved.

Along the way, Zhang Ziguang's heart became more and more dull. He seemed to feel that the danger was lurking beside him.

Suddenly, a bright light brushed around him and went straight to his head. Zhang Ziguang's body dodged alertly and avoided the light, but there were still a few strands of hair cut off.

Zhang Ziguang stared angrily and looked behind. He saw that each prisoner of war standing on Yueyun's sword had an extra knife in his hand, exuding a murderous atmosphere.

At the same time, every disciple was attacked like this. Some disciples, like Zhang Ziguang, cleverly avoided it, and some were cut down, accompanied by an angry scream, and fell down.

Those "prisoners of war", whether they succeed or not, only completed this attack, so they trampled their magic weapons under their feet and quickly escaped. Wu Zhilong covered the bleeding wound on his shoulder and scolded fiercely: "Bastard! Those prisoners of war are Dongying people!"

Zhang Ziguang felt his heart beating wildly. The knife light just now was only a little different from his head.

Just when the righteous man was shocked, on the nearby mountain, there was a shout of killing. Countless Dongying warriors flew on the sword. The disciples of the righteous road fell down in an instant.

"Don't fall in love, withdraw first!" Chu Qingguang shouted loudly, and countless righteous disciples reluctantly blocked a few times and rushed out of the valley.

While retreating, Zhang Ziguang searched nearby with the power of his soul, trying to find the breath of Haotian Tower.

Because Yuyang Town is located in a valley, the formation of the righteous retreat is like a long snake, winding through the narrow valley. Suddenly, a turquoise halo shot out from the middle of the righteous disciples, and the group was instantly divided into two halves.

Zhang Ziguang and others flew in front of them. They heard a loud noise and turned their heads to look back. They saw a silver dragon drilled out of the nearby cliff without warning. The dragon occupied a large area in the air, and the length alone was more than ten feet!

Chu Qingguang and other five heavenly masters led in front of him. Seeing the dragon, he couldn't help breathing and exclaimed, "Iceberg Silver Dragon!"

The iceberg silver dragon grows on the northern ice field and is an extremely noble super monster, and the iceberg silver dragon in front of it is very amazing in terms of momentum alone. At least it should be an intermediate monster, with a strength equivalent to a heavenly master.

"Brother Yang, take these disciples to go first! Qingbi and I will go back and have a look!" Chu Qingguang shouted, and then turned into two streamer lights with Qingbi and flew back.

"Uncle Yang, do you want to come back?" Yunkong's face was calm and asked softly. He didn't mean to be timid at all. He was indeed worthy of being a disciple of the head of Shushan.

Yang Ruihao hesitated for a moment, shook his head, sighed helplessly and said, "Let's go!" The disappointment was written on the faces of every righteous disciple. They were unwilling to retreat, but they all secretly took a breath.

Suddenly, as soon as the blue light came out, it flew to the trapped disciples at an incredible speed. Many people exclaimed that the blue light was Zhang Ziguang!

Yang Ruihao looked at the blue light angrily, and then did not look back. He said loudly, "Withdraw, retreat to the entrance!"

Zhang Ziguang came to the white sword dragon trapped by the iceberg silver dragon. The white sword dragon looked at him, and his heart suddenly rose with gratitude and almost burst into tears, but his face was angry and said, "You are tired of living! Hurry up!

Zhang Ziguang shook his head faintly and stood straight in the air, staring coldly at the iceberg silver dragon. At this time, the Dongying warriors behind him had also been killed, and added this team of righteous disciples in the middle with the iceberg silver dragon.

The iceberg silver dragon felt a pair of breathtaking eyes below that were staring at it. It roared and shot two white beams of light from the huge silver horn. In an instant, the nearby valleys were covered with a layer of hard ice, and some righteous disciples were directly frozen into ice and fell from the air.

Zhang Ziguang's body was covered with a layer of cyan light mask. There were countless white lights outside the light mask. After confronted the light mask for a moment, it formed water vapor and disappeared.

"Ao-woo..." The iceberg silver dragon let out a reluctant dragon cry. His thick dragon body twisted, and the steel whip-like dragon tail, with the strange sound of tearing space, smashed down on this purple light fiercely.

Bear, the battle between the righteous disciples and the Dongying warriors has become white-hot. Chu Qingguang, Qingbi and others have been entangled by two heavenly masters of Dongying, and it is difficult to get out. Blood columns sprayed on the nearby cliff, and the limbs and blood flowers fell to the ground like rain...

Zhang Ziguang faced the dragon tail with the momentum of sweeping thousands of armies without fear. The moon cloud sword suddenly came out of its sheath with dazzling blue light. A blue beam of light rising to the sky violently split down. Looking from afar, it was like a ribbon across the sky, colliding directly with the dragon tail. The explosion of Thunderbolt then floated everywhere, and the sky was as bright as five-color clouds, presenting a beautiful scene.

Zhang Ziguang came out of the sword again. The sky was dazzling, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal. The sword shadow overlapped with the shadow of the sword, with a sword light similar to the length of the iceberg silver dragon. Under the heavy split, the iceberg silver dragon made a sound of mourning through the valley. Several dragon scales at the tail were pierced by the sword light, and the strange and dazzling dragon blood splashed out.

Zhang Ziguang still stood in front of it, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes, which made the iceberg silver dragon also feel a burst of fear. Suddenly, the iceberg silver dragon opened the huge dragon's mouth, and a huge light sphere with a diameter of about ten feet flashed out.

Zhang Ziguang's face changed greatly and felt that his cold sweat soaked his clothes. The energy contained in this light ball was beyond his ability to bear. Once the iceberg silver dragon released the light ball, not only he would die, but also many colleagues behind him would be implicated.

The iceberg silver dragon is completely angry!

Sudder, the iceberg silver dragon sucked the ball of light in its mouth again. The wheel-like dragon's eyes contained endless horror. Its huge dragon body trembled violently in the air, as if it had encountered something that made it afraid of. The arrogant dragon head underneath lay in front of Zhang Ziguang and couldn't help it. Shaking his head, that expression is like a slave who has made a mistake begging his master for forgiveness.

Zhang Ziguang was stunned and didn't understand why the iceberg silver dragon, which had just won, suddenly succumbed. The iceberg silver dragon couldn't help hitting the mountain wall with its huge dragon head. Suddenly, the mountain wall collapsed and a hill broke into countless powder. The shocking shouting was instantly submerged by the broken sound of the mountain.

Zhang Ziguang looked at all this in amazingly. The action of the iceberg silver dragon was beyond his imagination. Suddenly, the iceberg silver dragon made a more frightening move. Its huge dragon head bit one of its dragon claws fiercely, pulled it and tore it down. The dragon blood and dragon scales flew all over the sky, and the iceberg silver dragon sent out a The wail of pain.

Zhang Ziguang opened his mouth in surprise, and the arrogant iceberg silver dragon was actually self-harm...

Zhang Ziguang looked at all this with a surprised face. In addition to shock, the iceberg silver dragon was tearing its dragon scales, and the dragon's eyes looked at Zhang Ziguang from time to time with tears of prayer.

Zhang Ziguang dared not pay attention to the crazy silver dragon and flew away. The silver dragon suddenly felt relieved. It shouted happily, looked at Zhang Ziguang with grateful eyes and nodded, and then flew away in the distance.

Zhang Ziguang shook his head and no longer thought about the dragon. He accelerated and returned to the battle group. The killing of the two sides was indissoluble. As soon as Zhang Ziguang joined recently, two Dongying warriors killed him. Zhang Ziguang raised his sword and fell, the blue light burst out, and the two heads rolled down from the air in an instant.

The cold blade dances and shines. The battle situation in the air can no longer be described as tragic, and people will die every moment.

Gradually, the two teams got closer and closer, and the sword and fighting spirit had lost their effect, and the two sides began the most fierce hand-to-hand fight.

Dongying people are short and strong, and they are used to holding knives in both hands, so they have the upper hand in power. The Central Plains practitioners kill each other through the advantage of speed. For a while, it is difficult to distinguish between the two sides.

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