Chapter 422 Ambush
"The 'five cold' poison is a good thing..." The low and desert voice echoed in people's ears, and the burly and cold black swordsman grinned slightly, showing a smile as if it came from hell. "If it hadn't been for the blessing of the willow fairy, I wouldn't have reached today's realm."
Approaching the fierce and cold murderous atmosphere, Fang Qiuyao's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley. The momentum of the black rock is stronger, like Mount Tai, and it is high without a top. Just look at it with your eyes and make yourself feel like walking on thin ice. I have 60% of my original confidence, but now I only have 30%...
However, the beautiful woman is behind him, and he can't help but be timid. He moved his feet step by step, like a waterfall, which was particularly difficult. On this long and difficult journey, he remembered the figure of Black Rock waving a huge sword on the canyon cable bridge. At that time, the roaring breath of death planted a haze of fear in his heart, which has not yet dissipated.
When there were only six steps left between the two, Fang Qiuyao saw the corners of Heiwa's mouth grin wide open and holding the dragon ridge sword in one hand. In a flash, the wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the light became extremely dark. The burly body of the black rock seemed to soar several feet, covering the height of the mountains, occupying Fang Qiuyao's whole vision in an instant, triggering the shadow of fear hidden in the depths of his soul again and covering his dizziness. Fang Qiuyao looked at the ghost-like fierce pupils, his heart twitched violently, and his breathing was also suffocated.
When Fang Qiuyao's mind was captured, the black rock stepped down and crossed six steps in an instant. The dragon-ji sword raised the wind of death and slashed straight down his shoulder fiercely.
"Fang, be careful!" He shouted fiercely and took a step forward. The three-foot green light in his palm suddenly handed it out and attacked the left side of the black rock. Compared with saving Fang Qiuyao's life, he obviously feels that it is more important to kill the enemy.
The faint death aroused Fang Qiuyao's mind. At this time, the black giant sword was coming, and it was too late to dodge. He had no time to make unnecessary thoughts and instinctively abandoned all useless reactions. He only turned his forehead, twisted his neck desperately, and hit his head against the side of the blade.
The sound of "when" was like a golden iron attack, and the heavy dragon ridge giant sword was knocked aside, but it also picked a bright blood flower on Fang Qiuyao's shoulder. Fang Qiuyao snorted, and his head was stunned by the recoil and stepped back a few steps crookedly.
At this time, Li Gao had stabbed four swords at the black rock, all of which were avoided one by one. When Black Rock held the huge sword again and turned back to cut, the situation immediately reversed. Li Gao hit him hard, and only felt that an unparalleled force shocked his heart through the blade, and the heavy strength made his mouth numb and faintly burst into blood.
'What a great power this man!' Li Gao was secretly surprised and now turned his strategy to deal with the black rock with an erratic sword.
Fang Qiuyao shook his head and finally regained consciousness. He was about to draw his sword and attack the black rock, but he shouted sharply, "Take the young lady first. I'll delay him!"
Fang Qiuyao hesitated for a moment and nodded and agreed: "Okay!"
In the time when Ye Yingru and the first team of guards left, Li Gao had to take a few swords. Although he exerted the skill of unloading power to the extreme, he was also trembling all over and became more and more at a disadvantage.
Seeing that the team was about to pass, there was an accident. The bodyguard walking at the end was originally a famous disciple in the world and was proud of the people. Heiyan's practice of blocking the whole team aroused his anger. At this moment, he saw that Heiyan and Li Gao fought against each other, and their bodies shook their bodies, which seemed to have the opportunity to take advantage of, so he immediately waved a knife with his backhand and stabbed Black Rock** in the back.
Black Rock snorted faintly and did not look back. His right arm waved gently, and the thick dragon spine sword had broken back into the air, like driving away flies. While beating the knife in the man's hand, he also took the opportunity to hand the tip of the sword into his heart.
Then, he seemed to have done only one trivial thing without even moving his footsteps, and then waved his sword to meet the long blade of the sharp thorn.
If the weight lift is light, it is probably the case.
The bodyguard's body was frozen in place and still did not fall down, but blood sprayed out of his heart, and the breath of life had left him.
Several close companions in the team sensed the disappearance of his breath and turned around in surprise. One of them couldn't help but move his back. One of them couldn't help reaching out and patting: "Hey! You--
The body fell in response, and the guards were discolored.
Fang Qiuyao shouted in a low voice, "Guys, don't look back. Our task is to escort Miss Ye away. Don't worry about everything else!"
The guards slowly retreated in fear and did not dare to leave their backs to the terrible enemy. It was not until they left more than ten feet that they adjusted their formation and escorted Ye Yingru hurried to the trapped dragon cave.
The high cliff is steep, and the ghostly cold wind blows out of the dark cracks. I listen to the faint sound of women crying, which is frightening.
Before stopping in front of this strange cave, Fang Qiuyao took out the drawings left by Yubo and read them carefully, and his eyebrows gradually eased: "It turns out that there is such a secret path hidden in this gloomy and terrible cave! Miss Ye, follow me closely."
Ye Yingru was worried about the safety of Liu Wanyun, Qin Yan and others in the rear and nodded absent-mindedly.
Under the leadership of Fang Qiuyao, a group of people carefully walked into the deep cave and touched the secret passage. After passing through a winding mechanism circuit, they finally broke through the grass and saw the sun again.
This is the other side of the Hengduan Peak, which is still halfway up the mountain, foggy and difficult to find. Looking up, the low sky was completely covered by layers of thick clouds, which seemed to hinder breathing.
The group of people groped down. Looking down from the mountain road, the steaming sea of clouds is gradually thinning, faintly revealing the dark scenery below. A large area of fog gradually melted in the sun like snow, and the color of light and dark changed rapidly. In a trance, it looked like a white gauze sinking into the dark pool water. The dark water marks were soaked up, and the white gauze was swallowed up with only a little left. Ye Ying looked down in a stunned way, but there was no mood to enjoy the scenery.
As the height decreases, the fog completely disappears. Looking up, there is a village in the basin surrounded by the mountains. From a distance, it is as small as a square sand table, a dark blue and black, pale and beautiful. The curling smoke floated above, and I don't know whether it was cloud or smoke. It was quiet and peaceful.
Ye Yingru stretched out her wrist on her forehead and looked down at the distant view. After a long time, she sighed gently: "If you can live in this paradise-like village, you should be very happy!"
Fang Qiuyao stood beside her and looked at her and suddenly said, "I'm afraid not necessarily."
"Oh?"
"There is a fight in the village. There are about dozens of people. If it weren't for the mountain robbers, it would probably be Uncle Ye who buried here!"
Ye Yingru looked down in a stunned manner, as if he had thought of something terrible. The blood on his face faded and was almost transparent. She suddenly shouted, "Why did he have to kill me! He is already the actual ruler. Can't the flesh and blood affection compare with an illusory title?
No one answered, including Fang Qiuyao.