"Go! Kill him!" The three shouted at the same time. He drew his sword and rushed forward.
Just now, although it wasn't long, they didn't act, which caused Meng Chaoran's aura and sword power to reach the peak in an instant. At this moment, the sword power has become stronger and more powerful!
For them, this is something that should not be done at all. Any confrontation with the enemy must interrupt the momentum accumulated by the opponent and hit the oars in the middle, so as to benefit one's own side. But this time, not only did they allow the other party to complete the momentum of the sword, but they didn't feel any regrets in their hearts!
In the face of such a sword, someone will inevitably be injured; but do not regret it! This is a wonderful state of mind!
Although the other party did not speak from the beginning to the end, such calmness, calmness, and persistence have already aroused their respect!
The three figures greeted them like flying!
"Little Junior Brother!" In the distance, Wu Yunliang was disheveled, rushing desperately! Behind him, the Ninth Rank Martial Venerable and another besieger were also in a state of distress, limping.
Meng Chaoran didn't seem to hear any sound at all, with a calm and affectionate smile on the corner of his mouth, he went down with his sword!
The sword light was shining brightly, and it fell with a bang.
The four groups of sword lights suddenly met at this moment! Right together!
An extremely bright light suddenly burst out in the air. Once the four of them met, it was like a huge bomb suddenly exploded! Countless sword glows flew vertically and horizontally!
The blazing light refracted the people who were rushing over and closed their eyes involuntarily!
Meng Chaoran groaned, and flew back like a kite with a broken string.
In the other three directions, three screams came out at the same time!
The four figures returned to their original positions almost at the same time. At this moment, a cloud of blood mist floated to the ground in the middle of the gathering, and countless flesh and blood fragments fell to the ground.
At this moment, dozens of sword marks were added to the bodies of the three of them out of thin air. After landing, they immediately raised their heads and looked at Meng Chaoran.
For some reason, until now, what they cared about was Meng Chaoran's expression. I don't know if the mask-like indifference on this person's face can be changed after being severely traumatized!
They were disappointed.
Meng Chaoran's body trembled slightly, and blood flowed profusely from several places on his body. The long sword was hanging obliquely by his side, and hot blood dripped from the tip of the sword. On his face, there was still a constant indifference, and the eyes he looked at the three of them were still indifferent and indifferent.
"Excellent!" One of them laughed bitterly, and said, "We have seen many masters who are better than you in martial arts; but you can be so calm, Meng Chaoran, you are number one in the world! You died at your hands It's not in vain. Ha... "
Laughed twice, suddenly a bloody arrow shot out from his chest, he fell slowly, and hit the snow with a bang, losing his breath. There was still a smile on his face.
In the battle just now, Meng Chaoran's sword had penetrated his chest!
Meng Chaoran watched indifferently, raised his long sword slowly, and said, "Come on. Fighting is nothing but life and death. Jianghu is also a road to life and death. It is also a state to be able to smile!"
He actually faced the remaining two enemies and took the lead in challenging them.
"Little brother! How are you?" Wu Yunliang rushed over, the head of Tianwailou was out of breath at the moment, with disheveled hair, scars all over his body, and two scratches on his face.
The remaining seven enemies surrounded the two of them almost at the same moment; everyone was out of breath.
"I can still breathe." Meng Chaoran smiled lightly, looking at Wu Yunliang with less indifference and more concern.
Meng Chaoran's eyes will only change when facing his relatives. For anyone else, he will not be moved!
Wu Yunliang gasped for breath, coughed and laughed and said, "Amazing! Hmph, if you want to attack my Tianwailou, how can you do it without paying a price? Ha..."
"We can still afford this price!" The ninth-rank Martial Venerable who came after him snorted, tried his best to suppress the depression in his chest, and said with a sneer: "If King Chu Yan collapses because of this, No matter how much it costs, it's worth it!"
"Crash?" Meng Chaoran said to himself sarcastically, but said confidently, "My apprentice will never collapse!"
"Go!" The ninth-rank Martial Venerable waved his hand: "Beware of long nights and many dreams!"
"Cough...cough..." On the ground, a snowdrift moved, and then Tan Tan crawled out of it in a daze, stood up, and looked around.
His eyes, from dazed to sober, took just a moment. And then there's grief, anger...
He jumped up without saying a word, just drew his sword, and formed a defensive formation back to back with Meng Chaoran, Wu Yunliang and the other three.
Facing him was the female Martial Lord; looking at Tan Tan's weird face, making a serious expression, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating and feeling sick.
With a cry, the battle broke out again.
Chu Yang and Gu Duxing sneaked into the Tianwailou silently. They were led by Chu Yang, a seasoned veteran, without anyone noticing.
After galloping for a while, amidst the white snow in front, a piece of purple bamboo swayed in the wind.
"This is the Purple Bamboo Garden!" Chu Yang touched it carefully: "There has already been a battle here."
"Chase!"
Chu Yang took the lead and followed the traces to catch up.
In the purple bamboo forest, there were traces of fighting at intervals, and in some places, there were bloodstains that were not covered by the heavy snow.
Chu Yang's face became more and more serious.
"The blood here hasn't clotted yet." When he was about to chase out of the purple bamboo forest, Gu Duxing stretched out his hand to touch it, and suddenly he was refreshed.
In such weather, if the blood is not coagulated, it means that the battle has just ended and there is still hope. Chu Yang relaxed and rushed forward.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound in front, it seemed that someone was also running hard, and the sound of panting was clearly audible.
"What should we do? Go up and besiege? Or return to the sect?"
"Return to the sect? What are you kidding? The matter is not over yet."
"It's terrible!" One of them was terrified: "Who would have thought that these two people in Tianwailou would be so powerful..."
"Hurry up and catch up, otherwise, that bastard will get angry again!"
Murderous intent flashed in Chu Yang's eyes, and he quietly passed by.
I saw two men in red trudging through the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot, trying to move while talking.
"People from the Divine Sword Pavilion." Chu Yang snorted coldly, his right hand drooped, and two daggers appeared in his hand. The next moment, with a shake of his hand, it had already turned into two meteors.
puff! puff!
The two of them only uttered a scream, and then they suddenly fell into the snow. They are also at the end of their strength, how can they guard against the attack from behind
In a flash, Chu Yang had already passed by. He grabbed one of them by the hair with one hand and lifted it up abruptly. Of the two, only one was fatal, and the other only seriously injured him. Want to ask something.
"People from the Divine Sword Pavilion?" Chu Yang only asked one sentence, and then stopped. The pupil in front of him is slack, and it turns out that he is already exhaling a lot of air, but not inhaling it.
The dagger was only stuck in his waist, so it was not fatal; but Chu Yang didn't know that there was also a wound in front of him, but it was Wu Yunliang who cut him with the sword. At this moment, he was wounded at the same time. died…
"Bad luck!" Chu Yang threw the body on the ground.
"There are voices shouting to kill over there." Gu Duxing pricked up his ears and listened quietly.
"Walk!"
Two white shadows walked out like lightning.
After walking for a while, a strange howl suddenly came from afar. Chu Yang trembled, and a strange look appeared on his face.
Gu Duxing also had a strange look on his face.
"Oh... I said big sister, don't hit me in the face..." A male duck said angrily with a wolf-like voice: "Such a handsome face, won't you feel bad if you break it?"
"It's Tan Tan's voice." Chu Yang said excitedly.
A twitch flickered across Gu Duxing's coffin face. He was really surprised, how powerful a narcissist must be to say such powerful words under such a life-and-death crisis!
The two touched it cautiously; only a few people were fighting fiercely in the distance, and the three people who were besieged in the middle and were wounded were none other than Wu Yunliang, Meng Chaoran, and Tan Tan!
Seeing the blood splattered continuously, Chu Yang's face convulsed all of a sudden!
The three of Meng Chaoran have fallen into an absolute disadvantage and may perish at any time!
"Calm down!" Chu Yang told himself, and then he gestured to Gu Duxing.
Gu Duxing nodded quietly, and slowly bent down. Chu Yang squatted with both legs, and with a sudden force, he drew out close to the ground. Just as he drew out, Gu Duxing's palms were full of thrust, and they slapped his feet hard.
Normally, such measures are useless. But now, the ground is full of snow! With a whoosh, it slid out quickly.
White clothes, white robes, white hair and white eyebrows, like a small bag bulging on the snow, moving quickly.
The few people in the fierce battle seemed to hear something, but when they turned their heads, their eyes were all white and they saw nothing.
Although Meng Chaoran and Wu Yunliang were still working hard, there was already a hint of despair in their hearts. They all knew that they had run out of energy and were almost unable to support themselves.
The reason why the opponent didn't step up the offensive was just to try their best to reduce the loss!
Anyway, the terrain here is open, if someone comes, they can be seen at a glance; and the three of them have absolutely no strength to break out of the encirclement!
Tan Tan roared angrily, and got into a ball with the female martial artist in front of him; this female martial artist was much taller than him, but she was injured before, and she had fought fiercely with Wu Yunliang several times in the snow, and her skills were very strong. Among the achievements, 70% have already gone.
In addition, this place is located on a plateau, extremely cold, and the female body is even more uncomfortable; it is impossible to take this guy down for a while. What made her especially angry was that this ugly ghost cherished his own face so much, he would rather get a sword on his shoulder than have a slash on his face...
"Eldest sister, please, if you want to kill me later, don't scratch my face..." Tan Tan felt that there was no hope, and begged with a mournful face: "I haven't found a wife yet..."
The female martial artist was almost overwhelmed by these words!
At this moment, she suddenly saw an unbelievable phenomenon, and couldn't help exclaiming!
Behind that ninth-rank Martial Lord, there was a piece of white snow. He stood up suddenly, and a sword seemed to come out of the netherworld. Like the wrath of the god of thunder, it stabbed fiercely at the ninth-rank Martial Lord's vest!