Chapter 292 Embarrassment and Escape
“Pfft——”
The face of the young master standing on the iceberg changed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing a piece of ice red, and he looked towards the east fiercely Sir: "Why is this Jiang Yuqing, a mere little venerable, so powerful? Are all Shinto disciples so scary?"
Mr. Dongfang's face also turned a little pale. He sighed lightly, shook his head, and waved his sleeves. , stepped onto the shadow of a towering tree in one flash, and then headed straight to the horizon in the distance.
The young master's face changed again and again, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. Seeing that the landscape painting was broken as Mr. Dongfang went away, Jiang Yuqing flashed out and immediately reached out to click again.
A long sword flashed with colorful colors, wrapped in a sharp three-foot-long cold light, and went straight to the center of Xin Zhuo's eyebrows.
Xin Zhuo glanced over coldly, and his body turned into a piece of dog's head. When it condensed again, he waved his right hand, and hundreds of blood-transforming magic swords scattered in the landscape painting converged into a bloody scimitar like flowing clouds and flowing water. , went straight to the sword.
"When——"
The aftermath of the incomparable majestic force of heaven and earth rippled in all directions. Pavilions near and far collapsed in an instant, and flowers, trees, rockeries and streams were in ruins.
Lu Jiu and Shui Qingliu, who were far away from each other, felt their bodies tense up and retreated hastily.
Dozens of very curious fifth-level warriors were shaken to their internal organs, vomiting blood and passed out.
Looking at the scene again, the young man's energy and blood were sluggish and his face was gray. He flew backwards and crashed into a broken pavilion.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped up again, and fled straight into the distance in a panic. In the blink of an eye, he was dozens of feet away, following Mr. Dongfang.
Xin Zhuo stood on the top of an ancient tree and did not pursue him. His face was also a little pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Dongfang Laogou and this young master are more than ten times more powerful than Si Qing and Ji Hai. They were so shocked that their whole body ached and their heads were dazed.
The characteristics of the realm of the Great Venerable seem to be to integrate the general trend of heaven and earth to form such things as landscape paintings and sword ponds?
After ten breaths, I finally regained my breath, waved my hand, and the surrounding icebergs disappeared, and then rushed straight out of the valley.
It wasn't until Xin Zhuo disappeared for a long time that a relieved smile appeared on Shui Qingliu's face.
Feng Shuning, Lu Jiu and the others felt confused in their hearts. Jiang Yuqing crossed the level of a small venerable to resist the two great sages, but they still won. Are Shen Taozi really so scary?
……
"Boom..."
Hundreds of thousands of Western Qin troops outside Tianmen Valley, densely packed with no end in sight, like ants, swarming up and attacking crazily.
Hundreds of trebuchets and stone cannons were like wild beasts, ejecting huge rocks from time to time, shattering pieces of stone peaks and six military camps.
The crossbows and arrows were as dense as a swarm of bees.
However, the six families are not completely vegetarian. Fifty thousand private soldiers guard the mountains and fight back desperately.
There were also 10,000 black-armored warriors armed to the teeth and hundreds of three-meter-tall demon-blooded monsters who sprang out from nowhere. Facing enemies dozens of times their size, they charged wildly and were fearless in death. One against ten.
The scene is vast, cruel, and chilling.
Xin Zhuo stepped on the iceberg and jumped to the sky above the battlefield step by step, scanning down.
The Western Qin army discovered him in droves.
The seven girls, including Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang, Xiong Zhang, and Sai Qingzhu, all dressed in silver armor, cried with joy.
Then the cheers of the "king of the county" resounded from all directions, and for a while, both the Western Qin army and the private soldiers of the six families slowly stopped fighting.
Xin Zhuo looked towards the distance to the west, where two scurrying figures were faintly visible. He waved his sleeves and ordered a general: "Jiang Man'er, lead one hundred thousand cavalry of the Jiazi camp, follow me to kill people." Go, let the rest of the army take over Tianmen Valley!”
The six masters are too cunning to stay.
"Here!"
The naturally yellow-haired Jiang Man'er replied in an angry voice, and immediately waved his flag. Nearly one hundred thousand cavalry were mobilized, turned around, and headed straight to the west with a "rumbling".
Xin Zhuo landed on the ground, mounted his two-horned demon horse, a dazzling light shone on his body, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Amaterasu's hundreds of soldiers, invincible in all directions!"
"Buzz—— ”
A huge golden unicorn figure suddenly gathered in mid-air, and it roared upwards.
The eyes of the 100,000 cavalrymen turned blood red, showing bloodthirsty expressions, and their speed suddenly increased three times.
“Boom…”
Like a fleeting shadow in a strong wind, it ran straight after Mr. Dongfang and Young Master.
The two of them had been injured by Xin Zhuo, and they deliberately took a detour to avoid the layers of Western Qin troops outside. At this time, they had not run far away. They looked back from a distance, and their faces turned ugly. "Kill!"
Xin Zhuo raised the waist knife he pulled out from the "mummy" body high and pointed it at Mr. Dongfang and the two.
“Kill!”
One hundred thousand cavalry shouted in unison.
A tangible bloody energy on the battlefield, visible to the naked eye, rushed forward.
Mr. Dongfang and Young Master's expressions changed again and again, and they immediately ran away with all their strength.
Xin Zhuo suddenly understood why senior warriors were afraid of the bloody aura on the battlefield. Each of these battlefield soldiers had a human life on their hands. The aura was too violent, too dirty, too chaotic, and too murderous. This was not good for martial arts. It is too evil for a high-level warrior who practices excellence and subtlety.
This thing pollutes the soul and Yuanchen Palace.
Except for non-mainstream warriors like him, Xin Zhuo, who is not afraid?
“Kill!”
He shouted again.
“Kill!”
The roar of one hundred thousand cavalry soared into the sky.
The bloody aura was getting thicker and thicker, spreading wider and wider, and I saw Mr. Dongfang behind them.
Even though Mr. Dongfang is as calm as he is, his face is also a bit gloomy.
The young master's face was as pale as paper. Because he was eager to rush, his blood surged even more vigorously, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to his neck.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The evil spirit of blood finally fell on the young master, and half of Mr. Dongfang's back was stained.
Although this thing is not lethal at all, it is terrifying to a pure warrior.
The two of them couldn't help but panic.
Just in time, there was a stretch of mountains ahead, and the two of them seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and plunged into it.
The young master's extremely shameful voice came from far away in the mountains and forests: "Jiang Yuqing, you shameless thing, I will kill you sooner or later!"
The sound is getting farther and farther away.
Xin Zhuo glanced around and saw that the mountain range was a long strip, winding for dozens of miles. It was impossible to encircle and suppress it, so he could only stop with one hundred thousand cavalry, thought for a while, waved and cursed : "Baiheqiu is a bunch of dog sons, Dongfang is a third grandson , Damn it, your uncle, sooner or later you will be wiped out!"
"Baiheqiu is a bunch of bastards, Dongfang is a third grandson, damn your uncle, sooner or later, you will be wiped out!"
One hundred thousand. The cavalry roared and the sound shook the sky.
No matter whether this scene is embarrassing or not, it relieves anger and feels good.
In the dense mountain forest, Mr. Dongfang fled in embarrassment with a gloomy look on his face, and his expression became even more exhausted.
The young master's eyes were full of fear and panic, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Uncle Master, what the court did in this matter is unethical. Jiang Yuqing is a freak, a monster, and a god. How can we kill him? Who said that he Not a true Shinto? This pure ice thunder trend has never been heard of by my disciples!"
Mr. Dongfang remained silent.
The young master suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tianmen Valley hesitantly.
“Aoki Ji, what do you want to do?”
Mr. Dongfang finally turned around and asked, with an old tone.
The young master took a deep breath: "I'm afraid Si Qing and Ji Hai have already collapsed, but Junior Sister Feiyan is still here, I can't leave her alone!"
Mr. Dongfang shook his head slightly. : "I'm afraid that girl Feiyan can't escape from Jiang Yuqing's palm."
The young master was shocked: "What does my uncle mean? How can the six families let him get his wish?"
Mr. Dongfang sighed: "You will know soon!"
(End of this chapter)