The tall monk, as a seventh-level powerhouse, couldn't dodge the hail falling in the air, in fact, he was not to blame, but the hail appeared too strangely, and they didn't believe that this good thing would suddenly fall hail, and there was such a big hail in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just when all this was impossible, the tall monk was smashed to pieces on the head by a huge hailstone, and his body fell to the ground heavily.

The others heard only a muffled thud, and did not see who had attacked the tall monk, who had already had his head shattered and collapsed to the ground in a strange shape, and it seemed that he was not alive.

The old man with white flowers, the short monk, and Princess Wende didn't know what was going on for a while, and when they were in shock, the white-haired old woman suddenly exclaimed, "Be careful of the top of your head, there is hail!" At the same time, she shook her body from the entrance of the cave to Princess Wende's side, and her palms came out together, bombarding the sky. The power of the palms immediately turned into two huge palms, and there was a bang in the air, and a few pieces of coconut-sized hailstones that fell were shattered at a distance of several feet above their heads, flying in all directions.

While Princess Wende was being protected by the white-haired old woman, the short monk immediately pulled out a machete on his back and danced in the air like a hot wheel, knocking the huge hailstones that fell directly into the air, flying in all directions, and not hurting them at all.

Princess Wende looked nervously at the dead tall monk on the ground, and said urgently, "Is he still saved?"

The white-haired old woman kept slashing into the air, shattering the huge hailstones that fell, glanced at the corpse of the tall monk on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "It's not saved, my head has been smashed flat." ”

Princess Wende was angry and angry, she was now shattered by the white-haired old woman's empty palm, so she didn't have to worry about her life for a while, and pointed to Yang Xianmao and the others in the cave: "What are you still doing in it? ”

Without waiting for Yang Xianmao to speak, the snake fairy girl laughed, almost dancing happily, pointing to the few people outside who were desperately fighting against the huge hail that was falling, and said, "You are crazy, right? You know, we're not that interested, and now sitting in the cave and watching you guys perform there desperately, wouldn't it be more lively?"

Yang Xianmao also interjected with a smile: "That's right, when you are almost as good as God, then we will come out again to make a profit, insist, don't be killed by God's hail before we catch you or kill you, then it will be too worthy of your title of peerless master." ”

As soon as she heard this, the white-haired old woman who had been bombarding the hail falling from the sky with her splitting palm couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, they watched the excitement in the cave, and she and the short monk could only keep spending their vitality to shatter the hail falling from the sky, and the scope of defense was gradually shrinking. Because the three in the cave are all at ease.

So, the white-haired old woman said to Princess Wende, "Princess, let's withdraw first, for there is no other place on this mountain top to avoid the hail than this cave, so we must first go down the mountain to find a cave where we can hide." While we still have the energy. Don't stay here, otherwise, our vitality is exhausted, they take advantage of the situation to kill, it is too dangerous, we have already lost one person, only the two of us are left, it is still a little difficult to defeat the enemy, not to mention that now the hail is endless, there is really no certainty of defeating the enemy. ”

Princess Wende did not relent, and shouted there: "I will not leave, I will kill this surnamed Yang to avenge my brother, you must stay and help me, and you must cut him with a thousand knives and break his body into thousands of pieces, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

The white-haired old woman didn't expect the princess to live or die, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and listening to the sound of the surrounding hail crashing against the rocks was like a war drum, which made her feel even more anxious.

Seeing that the hail was getting bigger and bigger, and her vitality had been almost consumed before, and it was too late to replenish it, and now it continued to be consumed rapidly, because it had to be connected with continuous palm with great speed, and she didn't even have time to breathe, otherwise once a hail slipped through the net, penetrated her splitting palm, and smashed down, her and the princess's lives would be very worried.

Therefore, the old woman glanced at the short monk, and the short monk understood, and immediately approached them, while sweeping the hail falling from the sky with a knife, and when she reached Princess Wende's side, she suddenly grabbed the princess's armpit, and violently pushed the white-haired old woman's back, and Princess Wende subconsciously hugged the white-haired old woman's shoulder.

The white-haired old woman said urgently: "Hold me tight, I don't have time to protect you now, you have to hold me tightly." ”

Princess Wende was just talking angrily just now, she found that the hail was getting bigger and bigger, and she couldn't help but be scared in her heart, so she nodded continuously, quickly hugged the neck of the white-haired old woman, and said sharply to Yang Xianmao: "The surname Yang, don't expect to get out, no matter how far you escape to the ends of the earth, we will definitely find you." - Let's go!"

With that, the white-haired old woman carried Princess Wende on her back and quickly reached the edge of the cliff, she grabbed the gap with one hand, and the other hand kept slashing at the sky, shattering the falling hailstones.

When they had gone down, the short monk danced with his knife like a wheel and struck the falling hail with him.

Seeing them retreat from the cliff in a hurry under the bombardment of increasingly dense huge hailstones, Yang Xianmao laughed and said, "It's really better for people to be counted than heaven, you want our lives? God doesn't agree, hahahaha." ”

The snake fairy girl said: "What a coincidence, after we retreated to the cave, God rained this terrible hailstorm, and we really died." ”

Yang Xianmao thought to himself that this was fate, and it was clear that he had foresight, because Zhang Sixun's new armillary sphere had already measured that there would be strong winds and hail yesterday and today, and if this gale appeared, hail should also appear, but the specific time was unknown. Therefore, he had just come up with an idea, and after blocking them with a phantom dummy, he immediately fled to the cave to hide.

Here, on the one hand, you can use the narrow cave to avoid the enemy's strong attack, and the most important thing is to prevent hail that may fall at any time. Sure enough, the hail came as scheduled, killing one Khitan monk and forcing the others back, which was the most ideal result.

Xuan'er's attention was all on the incomparably shocking hail rain. She is already a person who has escaped death, and she has a very indifferent view of life and death, so she is not nervous because she is facing the edge of life and death just now, and now she is only full of excitement, looking at a huge hail rain that is rare in a hundred years outside the cave, watching the hail fall from the sky, bombarding the rocks, exploding into pieces, and banging loudly. There was a huge tremor, and you could feel the ground trembling while sitting in the cave.

The hail smashed on the rocks at the top of the mountain, scattering into countless pieces in an instant. In an instant, the top of the mountain was full of broken hailstones. It was like a heavy snowfall, and it was already summer.

This hail comes and goes fast. Not long after Princess Wende and the others retreated down the mountain, the hail gradually subsided, and finally stopped.

The snake fairy girl hurriedly said: "Quick, we have to leave here immediately, lest they come back to find us, not to mention that some of them died on the top of the mountain, I am afraid that they will come to collect the corpses, we have to leave immediately." ”

With that, the snake fairy girl swiped her left hand forward, and the seal disappeared out of thin air, and then, she got out of the cave, and with an arrow step, she came to the body of the tall Khitan monk lying on the ground.

This Khitan monk had been smashed into meat sauce by the hail rain, and this terrifying scene made even the eighth-level powerhouse Snake Immortal Gu, who had been through a hundred battles, couldn't help but shudder.

She crouched down and quickly swept away the scattered hail fragments on the ground, and soon found the small bag containing five Pure Yuan Pills.

Fortunately, the bag fell into the crack of the stone, so it was not directly hit by the hail and was not smashed. She happily clutched it in the palm of her hand, the Pure Yuan Pill that Yang Xianmao gave her just now made her nearly exhausted Yuan Qi grow to full strength, which made her full of desire for this magical pill. Now that I have five in my hand, I am really excited.

Yang Xianmao didn't want to fight with her, he still had a lot of Chunyuan Dan in his pocket, and he didn't care about these five. What's more, this kind of pure Yuan Dan should be more effective if it is left in the hands of a master like Snake Immortal Gu, after all, Yang Xianmao needs the super strong guard of Snake Immortal Gu.

So Yang Xianmao said, "Let's go quickly." ”

The snake fairy girl took out a Pure Yuan Pill from the bag and handed it to Yang Xianmao and said, "Thank you for giving me a Pure Yuan Pill just now, this one will be returned to you, and I will keep the rest, okay?"

"What's not to do, I originally wanted to give it to you. Yang Xianmao said, taking the pure Yuan Dan and putting it in the storage bag.

When the snake fairy girl heard Yang Xianmao say this, she was a little embarrassed, she smiled wryly, suddenly remembered something, and said: "This dead monk is a seventh-level powerhouse of the Liao Dynasty, and his level is very high, maybe there are any treasures on his body, I will look for them again, no matter what treasures I find, it will be yours." ”

With that, the snake fairy girl immediately squatted down and searched for the corpse that had been smashed to pieces.

In his arms pocket, she only found some scattered silver taels and other things, she knew that Yang Xianmao would not be rare, a little discouraged, was about to give up, suddenly found that she saw that this guy's body was smashed by hail, but his right foot was still intact, and couldn't help but sigh, seeing that his right foot was wearing boots, he reached out and touched it, and found that there was a dagger stuck in it. The dagger was right on the outside of his calf, so it blocked the hail from the sky and didn't break it.

So he took off the dagger and didn't pull it out, handed it to Yang Xianmao and said: "This thing can withstand such a dense hail bombardment without being deformed, and it can keep his legs intact, it should be a treasure, you take it, maybe it will be useful." ”

Yang Xianmao was not polite, he took it and looked at it at the moment, the scabbard of this dagger was very ordinary, and it was black, but he didn't know what it was made of.

grabbed the handle of the dagger at the moment and pulled the dagger out, only to see that the dagger was also black, and the blade didn't even feel sharp, but there was an extremely weird cold air, which made people feel their teeth tremble.

The sharp-eyed snake fairy girl immediately noticed a faint layer of purple aura lingering on the black blade, and not only exclaimed, "Wow, a seven-grade magic weapon!