Chapter 3 The moon is like a knife

Chapter 3 The moonlight is like a knife

Why are there so many porcelain left here? I heard from Corot that the caves on this side were sealed. I don't know how many years the hot wind on the desert has been blown, and it has not been damaged much. Later, because the passing merchants found some fragments and excavated them nearby, these caves were gradually discovered.

And the largest cave they are in now was dug out by Western traders not long ago. These merchants thought that their predecessors had passed by here, but they hid in the cave because they wanted to avoid the wind and sand. Unexpectedly, they were buried alive under the sand. Those porcelains were also martyred.

If Su Yong hadn't recognized that it was a wine jar in his previous life in the Taishi Mansion, I'm afraid they wouldn't have thought that these porcelains had a history of more than 3,000 years.

At this moment, Su Yong frowned, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. If you want to hide underground in order to avoid some natural disaster, you undoubtedly need to use a large number of ceramic utensils. Because the good durability and insulation of ceramics are much higher than that of metal products.

It is still in the hot and humid underground.

It has always been the best choice to hold water, store grain, and ceramics.

Didn't those mysteriously disappeared ancestors prepare a large amount of food storage, put them in ceramic utensils, and enter the underground in several places to avoid the disaster of the end of the world?

But what happened to the giant mouse in the two-character deep hole he found on Tonggong Island?

What happened 3,000 years ago? Or, what happened in the days when I left in the near future?

And for what reason is this that those unfortunate martyrs have become undead?

When Yan Bikong caught the undead just now, Su Yong had already seen it clearly. Although the undead is a pale face shrouded in gray luster, its outline is undoubtedly very similar to today's Yanlong people. That's basically a compatriot who belongs to the same Chinese as himself.

It's a pity that I can't talk and communicate, and I can't get the message.

"Can you feel it?" Yan Bikong suddenly turned around and asked Morama.

Morama pricked up her ears and was silent for a long time, and nodded slightly.

"Something inside is coming out, which is not very similar to the previous undead." Yan Bikong frowned and obviously felt the threat.

If a giant mouse is found in the two-character deep hole, what will it be in the Beijing Normal University, and what is it here? Su Yong gently pulled out the blood knife and pulled the leading Loulan behind him.

The footsteps were finally slightly audible, and boots stepped on the broken tiles, and the sound of sand came out. Everyone's hearts jumped wildly.

Wearing boots, of course, is a person. If it's a little different from the undead, is it the ancients who came out?

The strong man with such skills as Yan Bikong's face is also stiff at this moment. He looked at the sea god Morama, as if he was estimating the strength of the other party.

The footsteps came to a short distance, and it seemed that they also felt the strong strength of Yan Bikong and Morama, and stopped hesitantly.

Yan Bikong's eyes suddenly flashed, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth. There was no doubt that he had a clear understanding of the strength of the other party. He nodded slowly to Morama, and the two of them put their breath away at the same time.

The creatures in the cave hesitated for a long time, and finally continued to move forward and appeared in the shadow at the mouth of the cave.

These are four warriors in armor. There is a white light on the gray armor, and even in the shadow, the face is still as white as ice and snow.

Unlike those undead, these four soldiers all have a strong breath and an undisguised murderous atmosphere. It can be seen that in their lifetime, they may have been famous generals and masters.

Life should be a hero, and death should also be a ghost hero.

These four people obviously can't speak, but four pairs of dead fish-like white eyes keep spinning on them, as if they are also estimating the strength of the opposite group.

At this moment, the blue sky and Morama have already hidden their voices, which is no different from ordinary people. The eyes of the four undead swordsmen soon fell on Su Yong and Zi Yi, obviously regarded them as the strongest masters among them.

"They have a good vision." Yan Bikong looked at Su Yong and Ziyi with a smile: "You two can fight with each other one-on-one. As for them," he looked at Modu and Tuo Fuhua: "I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

"But you are watching here." Su Yong turned his head and looked at him with a smile. With these two kings watching, of course, they are not afraid of any danger. It happens to be a rare opportunity to practice knives.

Su Yong, Zi Yi, Tuo Fu Hua and Mo all flashed at the same time, pulled out their weapons and rushed up, fighting with the four undead swordsmen.

The purple suit pulled out a soft sword from his sleeve and waved it weakly, but immediately forced one of the swordsmen into the corner, which obviously had an advantage.

Su Yong's seemingly slow but extremely fast blow crossed a space distance of nearly ten meters. Unexpectedly, he stabbed the other party's waist and abdomen. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by the other party's iron sword in an instant, and he could no longer push forward.

This guy is so fast and powerful. Su Yong was shocked. As soon as he spit out his internal force, the front end of the blood knife had already revealed a red light.

He knew that Yan Bikong's eyesight was vicious. At this moment, he tried his best to strike at the beginning, hoping that one blow would work and facilitate the support of the two obviously difficult companions next to him.

The red light gradually expanded, and soon it was as bright as the moonlight. Although Su Yong did not fully understand the sixth twist of the blood knife at this moment, he gave full play to the illusion of sword spirit and the fifth style. The sword moves containing infinite power emerged one after another, dazzling but extremely surprising to the other party.

But this swordsman is also two of the more powerful of the four undead warriors. A big iron sword can't penetrate the wind and rain, blocking his sword moves, and even attacking a few moves from time to time.

Su Yong later merged the Thunder's three strikes and the knife posture into the illusion. The stormy attack was misleading by the illusion, which was even more unpreventable.

The undead swordsman didn't expect his sword moves to change so fast. In that consteration, he was hit by his blood knife three times in a row, with a look of pain on his face.

Su Yong's hit worked, and he was about to get out to support the retreating. Unexpectedly, the undead swordsman who was cut by him suddenly recovered and stopped in front of him again.

Why can't I kill him? Su Yong was shocked. The blood knife cuts iron like mud. Even if it can't cut off the other party's big iron sword, how can it stab the other party without even a hole?

Is it impossible to kill? He turned his head in amazement and quickly glanced at Yan Bikong, who was watching the battle.

"The undead can be killed." Yan Bikong said briefly, and his shining eyes glanced at the gray armor on the undead swordsman.

At this time, Morama also noticed it and couldn't help but say, "Are they wearing copper palm armor?"

This sentence fell into Su Yong's ears, and he also found the strangeness of his opponent's armor. The blood knife was cut three times in a row, leaving only three white knife marks on the armor. At this moment, those knife marks slowly faded and quickly disappeared.

The sharpness of the blood knife can't be cut. What kind of armor is this? His heart jumped and looked at the other side. He had already regressed and was forced into the corner. And the devil is also in a hurry.

Although there was a saying that the blue sky was covered, he would definitely take action at the last moment, but he was still anxious and turned around. He used the illusion of his body to deceive the other party. He stepped in front of the body, and the blood knife was a few times in a row to help him block another swordsman.

Looking at the two swordsmen slowly approaching, Su Yong turned his head and said, "You go away first and let me do it."

He had tried his best just now, but he still couldn't resist it. It was the purpose of exercise. At this moment, he knew that there was nothing he could do and didn't want him to worry, so he whispered, "Be careful." Just jump away.

Although the purple coat on the other side has gained the upper hand, she is also facing another more powerful role in the undead swordsmancer. Because the copper palm armor on the swordsman's body is too powerful, she can't get it for a while, but the soft sword in her hand is constantly chopping on the opponent's armor.

But Modu, the first general of the poor Golden City, finally got a moment of respite because he was close to the purple clothes.

Su Yong turned around and looked at the two solemn undead swordsmen who were constantly approaching. In a flash, he had found the only gap in the tree armor on their bodies.

is in front of the neck. The body and limbs were tightly covered, the pale fingers were wrapped in the outstretched light red tree armor, and the armor below was all the way to the boots, and the head with a snow-white face was also tightly blocked by a top helmet. Only in front of the neck, between the two high upright collars, is the only position to start.

He kept turning his eyes and looked at the two opponents who suddenly seemed to have an understanding. After a moment of stunned, he roared, and the blood knife turned into a blood rainbow, which had been cut out to the undead swordsman on the left.

On the left is the more powerful guy who does not hesitate to stand up with a big iron sword to block it. Another swordsman on the right stabbed directly to Su Yong's chest with a silent sword dance.

However, at this moment, the people watching the battle only felt a flower in front of them, and the whole picture completely changed.

The iron sword erected by the swordsman on the left did not wait for Su Yong's blow, and the swordsman on the right, as soon as the iron sword in his hand was pierced, when the empty door in front of him was exposed, suddenly a ray of moonlight shone on his face.

and on the neck. The snow-white neck spewed out an indifferent ** in an instant, and his whole body still maintained a forward posture, but he had fallen to the ground.

Tuo Fuhua and Lou Lan looked at this scene in surprise, as if the whole picture was distorted just now, and suddenly caused this result. She was shocked that she couldn't do it herself.

"Okay, good knife." Yan Bikong couldn't help shouting.

The swordsman on Su Yong's left was blank for a long time before he woke up. Although he could not make a sound, his face was already furious. With the sound of his footsteps, the big iron sword in his hand danced into a huge halo and collided directly with Su Yong.

But Su Yong took a slow step, but somehow dodged and gave up the moonlight where he stood to the other party.

The moonlight immediately covered the undead warrior who rushed out of the shadow.

The undead thought of his previous companion's experience and was shocked to avoid it.

It's just that how can he avoid the moonlight.

and the knife light integrated into the moonlight?

Just as he was about to return to the shadow, his head with a helmet suddenly rotated and flew.

At this moment, Su Yong had taken back the blood knife, but looked at the bright red and white blade on it in a daze.