Chapter 198: Mountain Rain is Coming Four
"Put!"
Meng Hao shouted violently, and dozens of spells and sharp arrows shot towards the enemies on the opposite side one by one, officially kicking off the battle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The immortal thief light armor soldier who ran at the forefront immediately fell down with an arrow in a miserable snort, showing the accurate archery skills of the escorts of the Apocalypse Imperial Forest Army, but the sharpest was none other than Meng Hao, who often fired three arrows at the same time, and hit three targets at the same time.
In the blooming blood flowers, this group of immortal thieves was aroused to ferocity, and everyone stepped on the corpses of their companions in a roar and continued to rush forward.
After all, the number of people who are good at long-distance attacks on their own side is too small to suppress the advance of the Immortal Thief Group at all, seeing that the Immortal Thief Group of the Seven Holy Envoys of Shura has rushed closer and closer, Meng Hao couldn't help but turn around and shout: "Captain Yang, how much do you know about the obstacles to advance?"
Yang Yi replied loudly: "Now it's only enough for half a person to pass!"
Meng Hao shouted as he pulled out his arrow and shot angrily, "Let Leng Yan and the elders go first!"
"Good!"
The smell of blood gradually began to appear in the drizzle, and the earth-shattering sound of rushing and killing echoed throughout the valley, and the immortal thieves of the Seven Holy Envoys of Shura rushed closer and closer to the Apocalypse Guardians in this mountain road that was not spacious.
Yun Xuan didn't have to wait for Yang Yi's signal, and immediately dragged Leng Yan to the gap that had been dug through.
Leng Yan couldn't help but staggered back in a daze, looking at Meng Hao and the others who were gradually moving away in sight, she opened her mouth to shout something, but because of excessive tension, her throat suddenly became extremely hoarse, and her voice was completely muffled by the surrounding rushing sounds.
Meng Hao never looked back, he shouted loudly as he fired arrows: "Elder, my cousin will ask you to take care of it!"
Yun Xuan's heart shook slightly, was Meng Hao's words a polite request, or a sincere request?
If it was the latter, then although he had always had a fairly high estimate of Meng Hao's intuition and judgment, he still underestimated him, because with this sentence alone, he could know that Meng Hao knew a thing or two about his own strength.
"Okay, I promise you, don't worry!" Yun Xuan replied loudly, he never acted as a woman's kindness, and continued to drag Leng Yan forward.
The Immortal Thief Regiment of the Seven Holy Envoys of Shura fell more than a hundred people in an instant, but their vanguard had already rushed to within fifty paces.
Meng Hao shouted violently: "Everyone, prepare to enter the white-knuckle battle stage and guard the gap!" Captain Yang, prepare to let those spirit horses rush forward and crush their advance team......
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On the slippery mountain road, Yun Xuan supported Leng Yan and walked forward quickly, and the shouts, rushing and killing, and the collision of blades behind him became more and more blurred.
Leng Yan stopped several times, and when she looked back, Yun Xuan immediately dragged her to move forward.
The wind was getting colder and colder, and the rain gradually seeped into the clothes of the two, Leng Yan shivered, and said in a trembling voice: "Little junior brother, do we really leave them alone?"
Yun Xuan said lightly: "Senior sister, the Immortal Thief Regiment of the Seven Holy Envoys of Shura is an Immortal Thief Legion with more than 8,000 people, and our side only has a combat strength of 200 people, since we have a chance to escape, we will definitely have to run! Besides, even if we stay there, we can't help them anything!" As he spoke, his steps became more urgent.
Leng Yan glanced at Yun Xuan beside him, his bangs had been slightly wet by the rain, and he was swaying gently with the cool breeze, without the slightest expression on his face, as calm as any normal moment before.
For Yun Xuan's cold-bloodedness, Leng Yan couldn't help but feel a chill, she stopped again, stared at Yun Xuan and said, "Little junior brother, we abandoned our companions so much and escaped alone, we will definitely regret it for the rest of our lives in the future." ”
Yun Xuan was stunned, he secretly thought, even if he put his life into it, he would not be able to turn the tide of the battle, there was no cooperation here at the right time and place, and there was no tactics available to use, and he was not arrogant enough to fight against the Eight Thousand Immortal Thieves alone, even if his cultivation strength was high, he would inevitably die of exhaustion in the crowd tactics of more than 8,000 people. The most important thing is that he has not felt the existence of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mansion for many days, and not only that, but he also has to take care of Leng Yan around him.
Yun Xuan looked at Leng Yan deeply, sighed slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood." If we can escape, we can avenge them in the future, but if we stay where we are, we will only die with them! ”
Leng Yan shook her head blankly, her eyes slowly turned red, and tears flowed down in a daze, after all, she was just an untrained girl after all.
Yun Xuan took a deep breath, grabbed her slender waist, helped her continue to move forward in the rain, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, the next way to escape may be difficult!"
There were no carriages and pedestrians along the way, Yun Xuan secretly thought that he might have guessed correctly again, the immortal thief group of the Seven Holy Envoys of Shura was responsible for capturing them on the side of the official road, if there was any accident, there was another force on the other side of the official road guarding the town, which showed that the other party really attached enough importance to this matter......
On the first fork in the road that could leave the official road and lead to the deep mountains, Yun Xuan tore off a corner of his clothes and hung it on a protruding branch on the side of the fork, and then helped Leng Yan, who was still dazed, to continue to move forward on the official road.
At the two consecutive forks in the back, he also concocted the same method, and then at the fourth intersection, he continued the fork to the deep mountains of the Thunder Eye Mountains.
At this time, Leng Yan's state looked really bad, because she was frightened before, she felt guilty and sad in her heart, coupled with the mountain breeze with a strong coolness, and the rain soaked her whole body, her face became more and more pale, and her walking pace gradually became slower.
Yun Xuan probed her pulse, and found that the other party's pulse was very chaotic, the true yuan in her body was retrograde, and her cultivation was even more plummeting!
"Little junior brother, let me down, your health is not very good, in fact, I can still walk. Leng Yan gasped and whispered in Yun Xuan's ear in an inaudible voice.
Yun Xuan nodded, and said softly: "Senior sister, you have to hold on, and you must not let your state of mind waver, otherwise your cultivation is afraid that it will be abolished, I will carry you for a while, you close your eyes and rest, I will call you down as soon as I am tired." ”
Leng Yan nodded tiredly and closed her eyes according to her words.
Yun Xuan's pace was faster, and when he was sure that Leng Yan had fallen asleep on his back, he moved forward at full speed, thinking to himself that the nearby official roads must have been completely blocked by the immortal thief group of the Shura Seven Holy Envoys, and maybe there were other forces involved in this encirclement and suppression battle, so he could only take the mountain road to bypass, especially Leng Yan's condition was not very optimistic, and her state of mind had such a huge impact, so she had to find a dry place as soon as possible for Leng Yan to rest well and help her consolidate her cultivation......
The drizzle was still continuous, Leng Yan was muttering something on Yun Xuan's back, Yun Xuan could only barely make out that she was probably recalling some details of her childhood, her weak body was accompanied by gusts of mountain wind, trembling gently on Yun Xuan's back, although the expression on Yun Xuan's face was still calm, but his mood was even heavier.