Chapter Fifty-Seven: Surviving on the Cliff

In a moment, the four of them had come to the edge of the misty jungle, and a huge canyon nearly 100 zhang deep was in front of everyone, and it was the Longquan River that everyone was already familiar with in the canyon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this moment, the thunderous rumbling sound of water coming from the canyon made the Longquan River in front of him seem so unfamiliar. Look at the mountain on this side of your feet as steep and precipitous as a knife and axe, standing on the edge of the canyon, making people dizzy and cold on the soles of their feet.

"Oh my God! Shall we go down from here, I'm afraid we're going to break into a meatloaf! Mukong's fleshy calves trembled, and he couldn't be optimistic anymore.

"Hurry up and take out all the beast belts you have prepared." Feng Yechang took a deep breath, calmed himself down first, and then said urgently.

The eyes of the three of them lit up, and they quickly took out their respective beast belts and quickly formed a rope more than a hundred feet long.

"This rope will probably get us to the middle of the cliff. The three of you will sit on the raft first, and I will tie this rope to it, and I will tie the other end around my waist. Hang you down with the raft first, and then I will dig down with my bladeless sword, and when you have reached a safe distance, you will tell me that I will release the ropes, and then the raft will be able to enter the water safely and protect us from the water. Wind Night Chief said.

"And what do you do?" Hai Wan'er asked in a trembling voice, her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

"Believe me! With the bladeless sword, I will be able to climb all the way down, and this cliff will not stop me. The wind night chief looked confidently at the crowd.

Not far behind everyone, the shrill howls of the group of monsters were getting closer and closer, and there was no time for the four of them to argue and discuss the current situation.

Tian Xiong forcibly pulled Hai Wan'er and Mu Kong to sit on the raft with tears in his eyes, and watched the three of them use the ropes in the raft to tie their bodies firmly to the raft, and Feng Yechang immediately stepped forward and held up the raft with both hands.

Everything was in order, and the wind night roared: "Remember! If you have to cut the rope as a last resort, leave me alone, whether you can start safely can only depend on the will of God. If you don't, I'll cut the rope myself. Do you understand? ”

"Hmm!" Everyone nodded, and one by one they were already choked up and speechless.

"Don't cry, have you forgotten yesterday's vow? We will fight the sword world together in the future, and it is not a joke to cry and cry for this little thing! Feng Yechang calmly comforted everyone and slowly lowered the raft along the cliff wall.

In order to reduce the weight of the long wind and night, the three people in the raft had already put their blades into the storage stone, each holding only a small dagger in their hands, everyone looked up, watching the rope put down little by little, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Putting the rope at the end, Kazeya turned back and grinned at the monsters that were running desperately with a mocking expression. Aiming at a cliff crack a few feet away from him, he stabbed his sword and stabbed it, and his body also jumped down, only to see the bladeless sword with the body of Feng Yechang, and inserted it into the crack of the cliff wall like lightning.

Dozens of zhang below, the torrent raft slammed down, and the pulling force of thousands of catties came instantly, and the wind and night chief held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and tightly clasped the cliff crack with the other, and it was like a Dinghai god needle without moving. The three people in the raft were enthusiastic and trembling, and this thrilling scene was firmly imprinted in their minds and will be remembered for the rest of their lives.

After the violently shaking raft below him stabilized, Feng Yechang searched down again, and soon found a protruding rock a few feet away. This boulder is hidden in the shadow of the cliff, and only Feng Yechang can find it with the power of his extraordinary divine sense, Feng Yechang once again swung the bladeless sword and stabbed downward, and with a "bang", the bladeless sword was nailed into the rock.

Leaning over the rock, the wind and night were once again steady. After adjusting his breathing, Feng Yechang looked around, only to see a small piece of soil deposited over the years between the rock and the cliff in front of him, and in the precious space of the cliff wall, there were several black rhizome bone crushed grass, swaying in the whistling canyon morning wind.

These Bone Crushing Grasses are at least a hundred years old, and compared to those ordinary Bone Crushing Grasses, these hundreds of years of growth make them comparable to the three-grade elixir. Next to these broken bone grasses, there is also a nameless plant with light blue flowers and leaves like orchid grass, although I can't remember the name for a while, but Feng Yechang understands that the value of this strange grass should still be above the hundred-year-old broken bone grass.

"What a bonus!" Feng Yechang secretly said in his heart, took out the dagger bought from the Longdan Chamber of Commerce from his arms, carefully dug out all these herbs, and put them into the elixir bag on his waist one by one.

"Whew!" A howl like a hungry wolf came overhead. Feng Yechang looked up, and a monster more than twice the size of the other monsters was stretching out its ugly head and roaring at him viciously, if it weren't for the distance of more than ten feet, it would have swooped down.

This guy is obviously the leader of that group of cruel monsters, and in addition to his huge size, this monster leader also has a strand of red hair on his forehead.

Wind Night Chief hurriedly looked down for a new foothold, and was about to raise his sword to stab out. I heard a low shout overhead, and under the pressure of the leader, several monsters jumped from the top of the cliff despite the danger, one pounced on the position of the wind night chief, and the other three went straight to the wind night chief's body, apparently their target was the raft of the rapids.

Without thinking about it, Feng Yechang waved his hand to cut the rope around his waist, and let the raft of the torrent quickly fall into the river, with his toes on the rock, turning the bladeless sword from down to up, facing the four monsters in front of him, the sword stabbing sword style, the sword slashing style chain was issued, the bladeless sword flashed dark red brilliance, and the four monsters cracked their heads and were easily killed in half.

With the fall of several pieces of the corpses of these monsters, the raft has also fallen heavily in the river, although it fell from dozens of zhang, but there is a long wind and night to climb down twice to extend the distance of more than ten zhang, this height is not dangerous, the three people and the raft fell into the water are unharmed.

Killing the four monsters, the strength of Fengye Changfei's body was exhausted, and his body involuntarily fell downward.

It is also a long life on a windy night. As he fell from the protruding rock, the protruding edge of the boulder slammed into Kazeya's waist, and a sharp pain that rippled his heart and lungs immediately spread throughout his body. At this time, Feng Yechang couldn't care about the heavy damage to his body, and hurriedly used the buffer power of the heavy blow to adjust his posture with a deep breath, and performed the second layer of footwork of Longtengbu - "Deterring the Sky".

According to the wine elder, this second-level dragon teng step can only be cultivated if the wind and night are long and reach the meditation realm. Now that it has come to the point of life and death, Feng Yechang has taken care of so much, without any hesitation, the true qi flows rapidly, penetrating into the meridians of the whole body, and the mantra of "deterring the air" flashes back in his mind, and the true qi forcibly condensed is like a steel needle entering the body, making the wind and night long tremble in pain.

After taking the risk, it really made the body have a trace of upward strength, and the speed of the fall instantly slowed down a lot. Feng Ye Changqiang endured the severe pain all over his body, and bounced his body in the direction of the cliff with a turn, and the bladeless sword in his right hand continuously performed the stabbing sword style and the sword leading style, and the bladeless sword stabbed into the cliff in response, but it was pulled down, down, and down by the huge momentum, and a string of dazzling sparks were left on the hard cliff.

It wasn't until it was less than a meter from the bottom of the canyon that the body of the wind night long fell to steady, and the raging river waves splashed, soaking the wind night long clothes.

"Big brother, catch it!" The raft carrying the three of them had floated a few feet away from the water, and when he saw that the wind and night were long and successfully fell, Tian Xiong hurriedly tied the half-cut beast belt connected to the raft and threw it over the dagger in his hand.

Seeing a bright dagger flying with a rope, Feng Yechang used his last strength, firmly grasped the flying dagger with his right hand, held the bladeless sword with his left hand, and jumped forward with his feet a little harder on the cliff wall, and when he was close to half the distance, he still fell into the water with a "plop".

This thrilling leap has exhausted all the true essence of his body, and it is only with an unyielding breath that he can keep him awake. Finally got out of danger, Feng Yechang couldn't hold on any longer, and finally fainted.

Tian Xiong and Mu Kong tried their best to pull Feng Yechang, who had fallen into a coma, onto the raft. Feng Yechang didn't weigh much, but the bladeless sword in Feng Yechang's hand was too heavy, and in this turbulent river, it was like a huge anchor, exhausting the two brothers.

Lying in the raft, Feng Yechang was already pale, his teeth were closed, and his right hand was cut by a dagger with an almost explicit gap, and he was dripping with blood.

Looking at the wound cut by Tian Xiong's dagger, Hai Wan'er carefully applied the ointment, carefully bandaged the wound, and did not forget to shoot a hateful gaze at Tian Xiong, so frightened that Tian Xiong lowered his head for a long time and did not dare to move.

Breaking away from the icy and biting river, Feng Ye Chang spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", which frightened Hai Wan'er on the side and cried again.

Spit out the blood in the chest and abdomen, and the person came to his senses. Feng Yechang opened his eyes slightly, and looked up at the cliff, and the leader of the monster was still standing on the edge of the cliff, looking coldly at the four people who were going away, and howling angrily from time to time.

"If we meet again, it's not you who will hunt me down!" Feng Yechang said secretly in his heart.

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