The gazes of the people were like sharp swords, and they looked towards the north, only to see that the north was quiet and there was no movement, only the emerald green leaves, under the breeze, swayed slightly and made a rustling sound...
With a fresh and natural voice, Murong Xue raised the corners of her lips slightly. It seemed that those two fire ninjas were not going to show up, so don't blame her for being rude!
With a flip of the wrist, two silver needles shot out, mercilessly shooting towards the north.
The moment the silver needle pierced the two big trees, two samurai swords appeared out of thin air, hit the silver needle hard, knocked the silver needle to the ground, and two ninjas in black tights appeared.
Their whole bodies were shrouded in darkness. They glanced at the gold-type ninja in a miserable state of death. Their sharp eyes burst out with killing intent, and they opened their mouths to spit out two clusters of long flames, viciously looking at Ouyang. Shaochen, Murong Xue, Tuoba Han and others sprayed over...
Xun Feng, Wuhen waved his sword and was about to jump forward, but saw Ouyang Shaochen waved his palm, and a gust of wind blew past, blowing back the blazing flames, and directly hitting the two fire-type ninjas. Come on, the fire ninja caught fire instantly...
The eyes of the two ninjas froze, and they frantically slapped the flames on their bodies, but the flames were not only not extinguished, but also burned more and more intensely, igniting their clothes, shoes and socks...
"Ahh..." The two ninjas screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and rolled back and forth, but the flames on their bodies still didn't mean to go out, and their whole bodies were engulfed in a sea of flames.
Everyone took a few steps back in shock, and looked at the two fire ninjas warily, only to see that their screams became weaker and weaker, and their tumbling speed became slower and slower, until they stood still, and only the two ninjas remained. A cluster of flames, still burning...
Murong Xue: "..."
The fire ninja is dead!
She thought she would have to fight with them dozens or hundreds of moves before she could kill them, but she didn't expect that Ouyang Shaochen killed them all with one blow...
These two fire ninjas probably never dreamed that they would be burned to death by the fire ninjutsu that they are most proud of...
The little fox lying on top of Ah Li's head could see his small body trembling. As expected of Ouyang Shaochen, he was still so good at letting fire-breathing people eat their own fruits. It didn't have a deep grudge with Ouyang Shaochen, it was only calculated by Ouyang Shaochen A small piece of hair was burned off, and the two ninjas tried to kill him, but they were burned to death. They are really two unlucky ghosts who are overwhelmed...
"Are there any ninjas nearby?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue and asked softly.
Murong Xue shook her head: "It should be gone, I don't feel their aura anymore..."
"Okay!" The sound of horseshoes came suddenly, and Tuoba Han's eyes turned cold: "Oops, the soldiers from the Turkic camp are catching up...there are a lot of people..."
"Let's go." Murong Xue handed A Li to Xun Feng, took Ouyang Shaochen by herself, and ran south in a hurry.
Tuoba Han and the guards of King Han's Mansion quickly followed and headed south at the fastest speed.
The sound of hoofbeats, the footsteps are getting closer and closer, and they will soon catch up with them, Murong Xuexue narrowed her eyes slightly: "The Turkic soldiers are close at hand, we can't go south all the way, turn around Turn, go east, avoid them first, and then make a detour to the south... "
"Okay!" Tuoba Han nodded, and was about to go east with the guards of King Han's Mansion. Unexpectedly, the sound of horseshoes came from the east.
"Soldiers from the barracks came from the east and walked west..." Tuobahan said in a low voice, before the words fell, hurried footsteps came from the west, the orderly steps, the sonorous The powerful voice sounds like a soldier in the barracks...
Surrounded by east, west and north sides, they only have one way out...
Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, and Tuobahan looked at each other, and resolutely used lightness kung fu, and flew south at the fastest speed...
After flying for a certain distance, a tall mountain stands in front of everyone. The mountain is about four to five hundred meters high, surrounded by circles of white clouds, which is indescribably mysterious.
A look of astonishment flashed in Tuobahan's eyes, he looked at Dashan and didn't speak.
Murong Xue didn't see his abnormality, she looked at Dashan with twinkling eyes and said, "Let's go into the mountain!" The mountain is huge, with jagged rocks, forests, and grass as high as half a person. Such a terrain is very suitable for hiding. No matter how many Turkic soldiers come, they may not be able to find them...
Seeing that Murong Xue was about to run into the mountain, Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand and pulled her back: "This mountain... is not easy to enter..."
Murong Xue was startled: "What do you mean? Is there danger in the mountains?"
"Well! There is danger in the mountains, very dangerous!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, his obsidian-like pupils flashed with a dignified color that had never been seen before.
Murong Xue frowned slightly: Ouyang Shaochen has traveled around the world, and he has traveled many famous mountains and great rivers, and he often goes to dangerous places. He doesn't pay attention to ordinary dangers at all, and places that he can call dangerous are definitely very dangerous. Danger…
"This mountain, what's the difference?"
"This mountain is called Wushan. It is a holy place for Turks and a mountain chosen by the gods of Turks. That is, after entering the mountain, those who get the holy things left by the gods in the mountain and walk out of the mountain safely are blessed by the gods and recognized by the gods. The Turkic King..." Tuoba Han opened his mouth in a low voice.
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is this mountain really so magical?"
"That's what the rumors say!" Tuoba Han said lightly.
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: If this mountain is really set up for the selection of Turkic kings, it must be very dangerous inside. After all, danger and opportunity coexist, and the test that can make someone become a Turkic king in one fell swoop will definitely not be easy...
"Is Lord Han interested in going to the mountain to practice?" Murong Xue looked at Tuobahan jokingly: as long as Tuobahan goes to the mountain to get the so-called holy object, he can squeeze out the current Turkic king, take the position by himself, and lead his troops to win the battle. This step is omitted...
Tuoba Han raised his head, looked at Murong Xue for a moment and said, "In the past hundred years, none of the people who entered this mountain came out alive..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Dare to feel that this mountain has become a dead mountain, and the so-called test inside is no longer acceptable to human beings...
'Dede' The sound of horseshoes, mixed with the sound of hurried footsteps came over, and it was the pursuers from the east, west, and north.
Tuoba Han's complexion instantly became very ugly. There were nearly ten thousand soldiers chasing him on three sides, but there were only a dozen of them left here, and each of them was injured more or less. People, against nearly 10,000 elite soldiers, they have no chance of winning at all...
The sound of horseshoes, the sound of footsteps getting closer, getting closer and closer, Murong Xue looked up at Tuoba Han: "Master Han, have your reinforcements in the south set off yet?"