At the foot of the mountain, a group of hundreds of people crawled the narrow mountain road, the snow was several feet deep, the movement was unusually slow, everyone complained bitterly, the more up, the stronger the wind blew, from time to time rolling the snow on the cliff fell, and the strong wind was cold, mercilessly whipped on everyone's face.

Feng Xian'er looked up: "Grandpa, I'm afraid it's dark when you climb up, do you want to find a place to rest, and go up early tomorrow morning." ”

Feng Yiyang also looked up at the sky: "It's so close to Dongtianzhai, there is no movement on it, it's better to rest first, send some people to investigate." ”

So the people of the Fulong faction in front all stopped, and the words were passed one by one, and when they reached the back, the whole team stopped, and the Baihemen and Guiyun factions were waiting for the Fulong faction to go and explore the way.

Feng Yiyang selected ten disciples and prepared them, everyone drew their swords out of their sheaths, and was about to set off, he said to Feng Xian'er: "Xian'er, stay here and wait for news, and you have to adapt to the situation when you encounter it." ”

Feng Xian'er: "Grandpa, be careful." ”

On the mountain, Long Wushuang guarded the only intersection, under the intersection is a long stone staircase, all of which were carved out of the cliff, and now it is all covered by heavy snow, iced, very difficult to walk, behind him, is a suspension bridge, after the suspension bridge, it is Dongtianzhai, so to block the enemy, this is the last dangerous pass, now he is the only one on the mountain who can fight, and he can only stay here.

The hundreds of people at the foot of the mountain had stopped their advance, and there were only a dozen or so men, shoveling snow and going up the stairs on the cliff face, cautiously and step by step.

Long Wushuang observed it for a while, thought for a while, picked up a bow beside him, put on an arrow, aimed at the disciple of the Fulong Sect who shoveled snow, pulled out the full bow, "whoosh", and the arrow flew out.

The mountain was already windy, whistling in the ears, and the disciple was not too guarded, he was bowing his head and struggling to shovel the snow, and he didn't hear an arrow coming, Long Wushuang's arrow full of bow, the power was huge, but it was also affected by some wind, and it didn't hit the disciple's throat, but an arrow was shot in the leg, but even so, it still hit the other party hard, the disciple screamed, panicked in his heart, and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but his steps were messy, and he tripped himself, and the people behind him didn't even have time to react, so he fell off the cliff.

Feng Yiyang watched his disciples fall off the cliff, but he couldn't do anything, he looked up and gestured for the disciples to withdraw and hide around the bend, so as not to put cold arrows on it.

After Long Wushuang's arrow was shot, he was still quite satisfied with himself, he usually practiced archery in vain, he liked archery since he was a child, and he practiced from childhood to adulthood, and finally had a place to use.

But after the other party had sacrificed one of them, he shrank back and hid in the bend, he sneered in his heart, got up and felt a few feet to the left, and on the edge of the cliff, there were hundreds of stones, all of which he and the lame man had specially prepared for these people. He had considered in advance that if the other party was hit, he would definitely retreat back and hide out of the reach of his bow and arrows, so he prepared stones in advance, and several people from the Fulong faction happened to hide under the pile of stones.

Feng Yiyang and his disciples are hiding at that bend to find a way, if this pass can't be broken, what else is there to talk about capturing Dongtianzhai, it is impossible to capture Long Wushuang, before leaving, the eldest prince repeatedly took care of him and tried to capture him alive, and Long Wushuang still had some secrets that needed to be taken back to crack.

But they never dreamed that a large number of stones suddenly rolled down from the cliff, and from that almost twenty zhang high, Feng Yiyang faintly heard the sound of stones rolling down in the "whirring" wind, and hurriedly looked up, and saw dozens of large and small stones rushing straight down with strong force, just above everyone's heads.

He hurriedly grabbed one of them and shouted, "Go." ”

In an instant, the dozens of stones fell to the ground, except for one person who was pulled away by him, the rest of the people had no time to dodge, and were hit by stones, some died on the spot, and some were smashed under the cliff even if they were not killed on the spot.

Feng Yiyang pulled the disciple back quickly, the mountain road was already blood-red, and nine of the ten disciples who explored the path were killed, his eyes were wet, and he stood in a daze, unable to speak.

Feng Xian'er came forward, looked at the bright red on the snow, and was so sad that she shed tears: "Grandpa, let's go back for the time being, keep it tight, go back and discuss it with everyone." ”

It was getting dark, Long Wushuang stayed at that pass, cold, hungry and sleepy, and the woman brought food: "Big brother, big brother ......"

He turned around and took the basket in her hand, and the lame man specially stewed a large piece of bacon meat today, just to let him eat enough and have the strength to kill the enemy. He was chewing rabbit meat and drinking hot water while thinking about how he could keep it without sleep, and at night, would the gang secretly climb the cliff up, and if there was a slight mistake, this Dongtianzhai might not be able to hold it.

After being silent for a while, the woman spoke again: "Big brother, why don't you let the cripple come and guard with you, so there will be a rotation." ”

Long Wushuang looked at the stairs covered with snow below: "I'm enough for one person, you go back and ask the cripple to see if there is a safe hiding place on the mountain, and you can move over immediately." ”

Women still have to nag: "Big brother ......"

He raised his hand and interrupted her: "Why are you such a mother-in-law, you just hide it, and I will take care of the rest", he handed her the basket: "Go back." ”

At the foot of the mountain, the three major sects retreated a few miles, arrived at a slightly flat and open place, cut trees to remove snow, leveled the ground, and reluctantly set up more than ten tents, most of the people hid in the tents, gnawed dry food, drank cold water, listened to the cold wind howling outside, and cursed Long Wushuang.

Feng Yiyang stayed with Liu Fanghe and Gu Xingzi, and the three of them were discussing how to attack the pass: "Two old brothers, I will take the disciples to the ladder to attract their attention, you find a way to climb up the cliff, as long as you go up, the pass will be broken, and Dadong Mountain will be taken." ”

Liu Fanghe was a little worried: "If there are people guarding the cliff, climbing on the cliff and falling down with stones, you will definitely die." ”

Feng Yiyang: "I estimate that there are not many of them, most of them died in Feixian Town, we brought four sets of climbing ropes, and when the time comes, we will choose four places to climb at the same time." ”

Lone Walker: "Okay, then without further ado, let's go survey the terrain and choose a place to climb." ”

Feng Yiyang: "I'm going to prepare too, I have to make a big round shield." ”

On the mountain, Long Wushuang stayed at that pass for a long time, his feet were frozen and painful, the cold wind of "whirring" blew, and his whole body was like being soaked in ice water.

It was uncomfortably cold, and there was a creaking sound on the snow behind him, and the woman came, and really hugged a quilt for him: "Big brother, I guess it's cold, wrap it up quickly." ”

He took the quilt and wrapped it around his body: "Go back quickly, find a place to hide." ”

The woman hesitated and didn't turn around immediately: "Big brother, you're cold, I'll help you warm up......"

Long Wushuang turned his head and glared at her: "You are disobedient again when you are told to go back, the child is still cold, go back quickly." ”

The woman said "oh", turned around and touched the road and walked again, crossed the suspension bridge, entered the gate of the village, and could no longer hear any other sounds except the sound of the wind.

I don't know how long he stayed in that snowy night, and he was almost asleep, when suddenly, the torches lit on the mountain road, and the group groped their way up while shoveling snow, and a large shield stood in front of them, and they stopped and stopped, and moved very slowly.

Long Wushuang rubbed his eyes, in order to drive away the drowsiness, he pinched a snowball and threw it into his neck, the biting cold fell down his neck to his back, and he froze all the way, driving the drowsiness away without a trace.

He drew his arrow, put it on his bow, and the bow was like a full moon, and when he shot an arrow, he heard a "tuo" sound, and the arrow was stuck in the shield.

Behind the shield, Feng Yiyang took two disciples, one of whom was specifically shoveling snow, while he and the other disciple slowly went up with the shield, mainly to attract the attention of the other party.

The arrow was nailed to the shield, and the three of them heard the voice, and the disciple whispered: "Master, there are still people guarding it." ”

Feng Yiyang: "If you can only shoot arrows from above, you can't shoot through our shields, and then get closer, I can raid up." ”

The disciple asked, "If it's Long Wushuang, what about the demon?"

Feng Yiyang thought for a while: "I'm afraid that if it's him, he has magic skills, and he can directly break the shield, so let's stop for a while and see the reaction above." ”

After Long Wushuang's arrow was shot, the people below stopped holding their shields, stopped shoveling snow or moving forward, and just stood still on the stone ladder. He stared down for a while, and suddenly thought of a serious problem, then there seemed to be only a few people below, could it be that he was here to attract his attention, in case this group of people climbed up from somewhere else with ropes, wouldn't he be caught in the front and back traps?

He stood up, threw away the quilt on his body, and with the chaos wave in his hand, he slammed hard at the mountain road, only to see a black gas emerge from the reflection of the snow light, and the snow on the mountain road was beaten all over the sky, and "fluttered" on the shield surface.

Behind the shield, Feng Yiyang and the three of them withstood the huge force, but fortunately, Long Wushuang's magic power was limited, and the chaos wave couldn't hit that far, if it hit the shield directly, I am afraid that some of the three would not be spared.

A disciple whispered: "Master, I see the black gas." ”

Feng Yiyang's expression was grim: "Yes, it is indeed Long Wushuang, let's stay and don't move, his magic skills can't beat us yet, and if it drags on for a while, it will be victory." ”

After Long Wushuang hit a chaos wave, he shouted from above: "If the people below have the guts, go up, what are you doing there, gallant mouse", after calling, he pretended to say to the air next to him: "Brothers, all be spiritual, as long as they dare to go up, they will fight me to death and avenge the brothers who died." ”

After speaking, he flashed, he had to check the situation in other places, and after quietly walking out thirty zhang away to the left front, he suddenly found that there was a black shadow pulling a rope to climb the cliff below, as expected, he gritted his cold teeth, quietly picked up a stone, aimed at the person, and threw it hard, only to hear a sound, right in the head, the man didn't even scream, he fell, "snapped" and fell into the mountain road, and rolled into the cliff from the mountain road.

The people guarding the hidden place below heard the movement, and knew that the person who climbed the cliff had been knocked down, and secretly said bitterly, and stayed in the same place and did not dare to move again, once he was exposed, the stones above would be ruthlessly smashed.

After Long Wushuang smashed the man down, he saw that there was no movement below, and he was probably frightened, and no one dared to come here to climb the cliff again for a while, so he felt fifty zhang to the left.

At this time he had reached the end, there was no road ahead, and he quietly stretched out his head to see that there was indeed a person pulling the rope upwards below, and he lifted the stone again, and smashed it down with all his might, this time hitting the man's shoulder, and a heart-rending scream, so terrifying in the middle of the night. A disciple fell to the ground and smashed into the deep snow, and Liu Fanghe was a foot away beside the disciple, clinging to the cliff wall, so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.