A palm hit the ground, breaking a huge hole, and with a sweep, the four corpses were drawn into the hole, and were covered by the mud after a few strokes.
The four swordsmen who ruled the roost for a while did not even have a grave with their names left.
Ye Qingxuan patted the dirt on his hands. Although he didn't touch a trace of rusticity at all, it still seemed to have some psychological effect.
The treatment of Bai Zhongyun was much more careful, at least he set up a wooden sign with his name written on it.
Looking at the new grave, Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, turned around and rode away.
Ashes to dust, dust to dust.
Now that they have chosen this path of no return of licking blood with a knife head, how many people are doomed to this kind of ending that they cannot know where they are buried and where their souls return to, and Ye Qingxuan is no exception.
dawn.
It was just getting brighter in the eastern sky, but the fog was getting thicker.
In this season, the two sides of the river are most prone to fog...
After driving overnight, it is only two hundred miles away from Wuling Mansion, and the nearest county town is in front of it. At this speed, Ye Qingxuan can have a good breakfast in this county town, rest for a while, and then go all the way , you can rush to Wuling Mansion before lunch is over.
The fog was thick.
One foot away, it is difficult to distinguish things, and the vast expanse of whiteness is like another foggy world full of mystery and unknown. Relying on his excellent induction, Ye Qingxuan steered the steed forward quickly.
The road was unimpeded, and in such a foggy weather, there would be no passers-by, so Ye Qingxuan's horse never slowed down.
But this can't shake off the haze in Ye Qingxuan's heart, because it is too quiet at this moment and here.
The dense forest in the mist on the left and right, the twisted and twisted vision, like ghosts and monsters, without the slightest sound, how can it be like a forest where birds are wanton
Frowning slightly, Ye Qingxuan felt two strands of murderous intent ahead.
In an instant, thoughts flashed in Ye Qingxuan's mind, and finally he secretly decided that he still wanted to fight the enemy as a newly promoted killer, and he couldn't be too eye-catching.
So, with boundless chill and loneliness, Ye Qingxuan whipped his horse and turned around the corner of the mountain ahead.
At the same time, he saw these two people.
Although these two people are different in body shape, they are dressed the same, white Fanyang dust hat, blue and white hemp shoes with bound feet, and moon-white cassock, they seem to be two monks.
The two monks did not walk together, one on the right and the other on the left, and walked quickly on the left and right sides of the road, surrounded by thick fog, as if walking from a fairyland.
The official road here is considered wide, and seven horses galloping side by side are probably okay. Even if two monks walk in the middle of the road, they can't block the way. Now that they are separated from the two sides, they will not block Ye Qingxuan's way.
In this way, Ye Qingxuan didn't even need to say hello, and he could walk across the road between the two of them.
At this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth...
The two monks didn't react at all, they didn't even raise their heads, as if they didn't know that a galloping horse was coming from behind, but when Ye Qingxuan was about to pass between them, the two monks Looking up at the same time, the eyes under Li Yuan showed a ray of fierce light!
The sleeves of the two monks tucked together in front of their chests split apart, both hands pierced through the sleeves, the left hand held the sword formula, and the right hand held the long sword. There was a loud chirping sound, and the swords flew together, cutting left and right. It's like a crab's double claws, cutting towards Ye Qingxuan's waist!
The sword was swift and strange, but it was within Ye Qingxuan's expectation, but it should be beyond Yan Shisan's expectation!
Now that you have played a role, you should try your best to perform it perfectly!
Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly, and he was ready to sacrifice in his heart...
As soon as the sword stabbed, he straightened his body and fell down on the horse's back!
With two chirps, the sword edge split the clothes on Ye Qingxuan's back, and it was just clothes. The sword edge passed close to the flesh, and two huge blood groove wounds should have been plowed out, but after Ye Qingxuan saw the bright blue color on the opponent's sword edge, he couldn't help taking a breath, and the flesh was sunk half an inch deep, exactly Dangerously avoided the sword's edge.
Being attacked by the cold air on the sword, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help shivering twice.
The sword fell to the ground, but the two monks still sneered, and they flew across Ye Qingxuan's body, changing positions.
And Ye Qingxuan took advantage of this gap, and had already rushed three feet away.
The two monks didn't care, they landed silently, with a sullen and sneering face, they flicked their feet, jumped up again, and followed closely behind in pursuit!
The short-term sprint speed is not much slower than the four legs of a horse, and even slightly higher.
But it doesn't matter, after all, people are not horses, and they can't last long at the highest speed...
But at this moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly leaned back and tightly strangled Ma Jiang.
The horse neighed long and galloped out.
It's just that it's not the whole horse that runs out, but a horse's head.
The blood-stained horse's head flew away from the horse's neck, and with a puff of thick blood, it spurted out from the cut.
In the thick white mist, a cloud of hot blood spilled out, and even the mist was stained with residual red. The blood was sprinkled on the sand, and the contrast between red and white was shocking.
Ye Qingxuan's face was tactfully smeared with panic, as if he hadn't noticed the surprise attack. If it wasn't for a coincidence that he reined in the rope, it might not be the horse's head that was broken, but the horse's head. On his head!
Ye Qingxuan quickly rolled off the saddle, and when he landed smoothly, the headless horse also fell down at the same time.
The head was severed, the blood was gushing, and the body without the head was still struggling with blood on the snow!
Ye Qingxuan stood firmly, staring at the two who made a sudden move in front of him.
Those two people were also monks, they both wore multi-eared hemp sandals and moon-white cassocks, but their faces were even paler than the cassocks!
The two monks who came after them also fell easily, blocking Ye Qingxuan's way of retreating.
The rolling horse blood quickly condensed on the snow, Ye Qingxuan's pupils also began to freeze, and his cold gaze fell on the faces of the two people standing in front of him.
No matter who, after hiding underground for a period of time, his complexion will not be so good.
The cave is on both sides of the official road, and there are two white Fanyang hats beside the cave.
And it seemed that the two monks had been hiding for too long. Especially today's weather is really cold.
People hid on both sides of the official road, hiding in the cave, Bai Fanyang covered the dust, covered it up, and added some sand, it was not easy to find out, kicked with both feet, the human sword flew out of the cave, the sword The power is even more extraordinary!
When the two swords were cut, the horse's head was cut off, and it seemed that it was not difficult to cut off Ye Qingxuan's old waist or neck.
Such an ambush, such an ultimate move, was blocked by the opponent's shit luck, which undoubtedly made people feel a little lost...