This foul smell is typical of black belly poison.
The black-bellied poison comes from the mixture of a viper's venom and several kinds of poisonous weeds in the mountain area. The poison is extremely powerful. Practitioners under the seventh level are almost poisoned to death, and even the most skilled doctors have no time to rescue them.
Because that kind of viper is relatively rare, although this kind of poison is famous for its dominance, it has not yet reached the point where many people can afford it, and it has not been monopolized by a certain place or a certain powerful family, and it cannot become a certain poison. symbol of power.
These five archers shot with a fierce aura that had experienced many battles, but in this situation, they were still able to take advantage of their breath, crush the poison hidden in their throats with the backlog of flesh and blood in their throats, and committed suicide.
These are obviously dead men.
Since they are dead soldiers, there cannot be too many people.
But even though the actions and momentum of these five people were uniform when they committed suicide, they naturally felt like Ding Ning's army.
"Who are these people?"
Changsun Qianxue frowned, looking at the black blood continuously overflowing from the mouths of the five archers, and asked.
"I can't see it yet."
Ding Ning shook his head, "These feathered arrows and long bows look like Chu weapons."
"Chu people?" Changsun Qianxue naturally understood what Ding Ning meant. Apart from the bows and arrows, the five archers obviously had no other special identities. To prove that these people are Chu people, but the Great Qin Dynasty is too far away from here, and the most suspicious people are still Chu people.
"There are flying swords."
The old monk also frowned.
At the same time as he spoke, Changsun Qianxue and Ding Ning also sensed several clear sinister smells at the same time.
The eldest grandson Qianxue did not move.
Ding Ning naturally returned the wooden staff to the old monk.
Then this wooden staff, which had been in the hands of several generations of ascetic monks, had already been covered with a thick layer of sludge, and it seemed to be completely integrated with the old monk's body, becoming one of his arms.
The old monk swung his staff smoothly and naturally and smashed into the ice under his feet.
A small gray sword was hit by this wooden stick seven inches like a poisonous snake, and jumped up.
With just a light click, the little gray sword lost its light and fell to the ground as if it had lost its life.
The old monk's wooden staff then pierced into the ice below.
There was a bang from inside the glacier, like a giant python passing through, and the naked eye could see layers of explosions under the blue-black ice surface in front of the three of them, and a wave of air was moving terrifyingly.
With a soft chirp, a small transparent sword broke through the ice at an extremely fast speed, but was still hit by the air wave from behind, and instantly ejected into the sky above, losing control.
There were two muffled hums in the distance above, followed by two winds going up.
The old monk's wooden staff was still stuck in the ice below, but when he lifted it up, it seemed that countless snow and ice were about to fly out from the hole pierced by him. At the same time, his right foot was very Lift it up naturally, and you will step forward.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning shook his head and said, "Don't chase."
The wind and thunder under the old monk's feet disappeared naturally, his right foot fell, and the ice and snow flying up under the wooden stick in his hand suddenly calmed down.
The sound of the two escaping winds piercing the air did not subside at this time, but when Changsun Qianxue looked up, a dazzling fire appeared inside the blue-black glacier!
The next moment, there was a thunderclap in the flames.
The world suddenly shook.
Right under the retreating two practitioners, the glacier with a radius of hundreds of feet exploded horribly.
The violent explosion directly tore the bodies of the two practitioners into pieces for no reason, and then the expanding shock wave shook the valley, causing a large avalanche on the surrounding hillsides!
Including the glacier where Ding Ning and the others were located, the falling snow and the huge ice blocks falling from the cliffs on both sides rushed down like thousands of horses galloping.
The old monk's gaze was slightly concentrated, and the wooden staff stabbed forward obliquely. Before the snow fell, the gust of wind that was rushing down was naturally separated into two halves by a powerful force.
The eldest grandson Qianxue didn't move.
This kind of avalanche can be handled by her, but it is not a problem for the old monk.
She turned to look at Ding Ning.
Ding Ning already had a tacit understanding with her, and he knew the doubts in her mind at this time, so he also glanced at her, and said relaxedly: "Any practitioner is not an idiot. After seeing the realm of Zen Master Ku, these two swordsmen If the master still dares to make a move, there must be something wrong."
Ice and snow have crashed across the border.
The old monk stood still, and a crystal light in front of the wooden staff separated the ice and snow like a sharp blade, and huge waves of ice and snow rolled on both sides, shaking the sky and the earth.
"But such an explosion can't possibly hurt him." Changsun Qianxue said.
Ding Ning looked at her and said: "It is impossible for practitioners below the seventh realm to walk here. This kind of ambush is not enough to kill the powerful seventh realm. There is only one possibility. This kind of ambush is only used to consume people who came here. The real essence of a powerful practitioner."
"Walking in this kind of place, it is extremely difficult to replenish the consumption of real energy and physical strength."
Ding Ning thought for a while, rubbed his aching head, and continued: "Using life to consume the strength of powerful practitioners and finally defeating them is the most common method used by the army. The sword master was buried to consume the strength of a powerful practitioner... Such a commander and army must be abnormal."
When Changsun Qianxue thought of the two sword masters who were torn apart in the explosion just now, she looked unnaturally disgusted, "Whose army is it?"
"have no idea."
Ding Ning honestly shook his head, "It's been many years since I led an army, and there's a long gap between the past and the present. But since it's an army, and it's such an army, getting this sword is not as smooth as we imagined. "
Changsun Qianxue frowned, but with five archers, two swordsmen and an explosion, Ding Ning was sure that this was a powerful army, which might not prove enough to others, but she knew that Ding Ning What kind of experience does he have, so there is no need to doubt it.
Avalanches come and go quickly.
Behind the huge waves of ice and snow like galloping thousands of troops and horses, there are countless strands of ice and snow debris flying around in smoke.
The eldest grandson Qianxue slowly raised her head.
On a flat part of the glacier above, in the mist-like smoke and snow, a huge black shadow already stands quietly.
It was a group of monitor lizard-like monsters, several times larger than a yak, and covered with thick black hair.
Black iron chains were wrapped around the necks of these giant beasts, and one end of the chains was in the hands of the knights on the backs of the monsters.
These knights wore black leather armor with brown cotton robes inside, and the top of their heads and faces were also wrapped in brown cotton cloth.
"Since it is consumption, we must use the most labor-saving tactics."
Ding Ning turned to look at the old monk and grandson Qianxue, and said slowly.