Chapter Ninety-Five: Mid-Ambush
At the moment of their attack, the original path was closed in front and back, the road was cut off, and there was a red light as far as the eye could see, making people not know where to go.
Finding the way back is more important than asking who the messenger is.
"The way back...... Bai Wuchang coughed up a mouthful of blood and woke up, seeing Xu Heng's condescending scene, he said hideously, "Dream!"
After speaking, he threw himself at Hei Wuchang, and said viciously: "Go to hell to find it!"
Unexpectedly, Bai Wuchang, who was smiling plainly, had a rigid personality, and he would use the last resort if he was desperate. And the black impermanence with a face full of flesh is a ghost who is afraid of death, and when he sees his companion rushing towards him, he knows the other party's purpose, and he screams and struggles to squirm outward, not wanting his companion to touch him.
Xu Heng had long suspected that since these two people were pretending to be black and white, they must have a combined attack. Therefore, when dealing with them, try to divide them and attack them. The situation in front of us is clearly the posture of ending up together!
"Hide!" Seeing that the situation was not good, he only had time to shout a warning word to the person behind him, so he hurriedly reached out to Bai Wuchang, trying to stop the contact between the two.
At this time, the people behind Xu Heng naturally did not sit idly by when they heard his words: Su Su shook his long whip, and the black impermanence was thrown out; Shangguan Tingxue pinched his little hand, and the chains made of flowers suddenly tightened, restricting his movements.
Black Impermanence flew up, and Bai Impermanence's movements were suddenly locked by Shangguan Tingxue, and Xu Heng also reached out to hold it down, preventing him from trying to die together. Xu Henggang breathed a sigh of relief, but instead he turned his head and smiled at Xu Heng.
"You should fall into hell in the oil pot, be fried in the oil pot, and never get out!"
"Not good!" Xu Heng hurriedly retreated.
As for Bai Wuchang, as soon as the words fell, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body swelled sharply, and in an instant, it was puffed into a balloon and exploded into a blood mist.
As soon as Xu Heng withdrew three steps, he was enveloped in the blood mist.
Even if Xu Heng closed his eyes in time to avoid being invaded by blood, when he opened his eyes again, it was also blood-red, and it should be blurred as far as the eye could see. Holding his luck, he used his memory to reach for the three of them, but found nothing.
As a last resort, he suddenly exhaled a breath, and at the moment when the breath blew away the blood mist, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Su Su, Pu Feng, Xiaoxue, are you okay!!
Voices were heard, but there was no response.
He shouted again: "The blood mist is tricky, everyone rush the blood mist and then make a plan!"
I waited for a while, but there was still no response. He didn't hesitate any longer, and ran out with all his might. After running wildly for dozens of breaths, it stands to reason that he should have left a short distance a long time ago, but he didn't expect the blood mist to spread so far.
Shouting and running wildly, holding his breath was almost to the limit, when Xu Heng's brain began to ache faintly, he suddenly felt a hand holding his ankle, and when he lowered his head, he saw his wrist, which had been pale and thin as white bones, and a face that was half white bones was also revealed, and he smiled gloomily: "I caught you!"
Xu Heng's heart sank: Bai impermanence!
Hurriedly holding the sword and slashing, before he could touch the claws of the skeleton, he felt a strong force coming from his feet, and his body was unstable for a while, and he was suddenly pulled down. This is like falling from a height, with nothing to rely on, and it is difficult to reach the ground even if you reach out and get on your feet!
"You should fall into hell in the oil pot, be fried in the oil pot, and never get out!"
This sentence appeared in his ears again, which made him startled, and without holding his breath, he sucked in a mouthful of blood mist, which was so bloody that he choked and coughed. The more I coughed, the more blood mist I inhaled, my head ached, and my consciousness began to blur.
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At the same time that Xu Heng lost Su Su and them, Su Su and they could not find Xu Heng either.
The blood mist that erupted from Bai Wuchang's bones spread rapidly, enveloping everyone present almost instantly. For the blood mist, the first reaction of the two adults present was the same as Xu Heng's, holding their breath.
Su Su covered the girl's mouth and nose while holding her breath, and led the girl back quickly. Pu Feng jumped forward with his memory, but he didn't find Xu Heng, he walked a few steps to the side and still didn't find it, so he quickly retreated to the second daughter's side to provide protection.
It's been a long time since I've been walking rapidly, but I still haven't left the boundary of the blood mist, and the mist doesn't even seem to have thinned out at all. Pu Feng frowned, finding that it was not a way to go on like this.
So he stopped suddenly, drew his sword out of the sheath and put it in his chest, gathered strength, and slowly handed out a sword forwardβthe first sword of this sword was the fastest, and the sword came out of a foot, and then it seemed to have infinite resistance in front of the sword, one foot slower than one foot, and one inch as slow as an inch.
Pu Feng is seven and a half feet tall, with two arms stretched out and more than two feet long*1.
After handing out the sword for a foot, it paused slowly, and after another foot, there was no sign of progress, and Pu Feng's whole person seemed to freeze in place. Su Su noticed that the latter hadn't followed up and walked back and forth a few steps, and found the statue-like Pu Feng.
At first glance, I thought he had fallen into some trick, but as soon as he wanted to rescue, he noticed that Pu Feng's figure was full of tension, and the suppressed explosive power under this solidified body was particularly terrifying.
This doesn't seem to be a trick......
With a deep groan, the last point of the difference came to an end.
This figure seemed to be stationary and stabbed out a rapid sword in less than a minute, and the sword reached the point of qi, and all the pressure accumulated before exploded within this point! With a bang, an invisible giant sword pointed out by the tip of the sword rushed out of the air, driving away all the blood mist on all the roads ahead, and opening up a path that went straight to the periphery of the blood mist.
"Let's go!"
After Pu Feng used this trick "Sword Control Qianjun", he suddenly felt a sword qi coming from behind him, and before he could defend himself, he slapped a palm on Su Su's body, sent him out of a close distance, and turned around to fight with the coming sword.
"Let's go! the passage won't last long!"
"Pu Feng!"
Su Su turned around in mid-air, and before he could return to help, Pu Feng's figure disappeared into the blood-red mist.
"Brother Pu!"
Shangguan Tingxue was originally restless and wanted to rush into the mist when she saw Xu Heng disappear, but after seeing Pu Feng fall into the blood mist for them to open up a path, she was even more full of grief and indignation, and as soon as Su Su landed, she was about to turn her head and rush back. But as soon as she landed, she almost had a heel, and the original spell was not used in some blood mist!
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*1: Note 1, because the length of one foot in ancient times was different, so the author took a median value, 1 foot = 24 cm, so the seven-and-a-half-foot-high Pufeng is exactly 1.8 meters, and 8 feet is 1.92 meters, which can be said to be a giant. The author feels that this setting is quite reasonable, after all, the appearance of the protagonist with a height of eight feet and a dignified appearance is not something that ordinary people can have.