In the three mountains outside the Snow River City, a few swift shadows brought a gust of wind, and even the arm-thick poplars swayed with it, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for ordinary people to find it.

The palm-sized leaves fell from the trees, and the broken leaves were very neat, and you could clearly see that several sword qi that was tearing the air were chasing these swift shadows, and Yu Wei cut through a few leaves.

There was a soft stabbing sound, and a black-clothed man in front of him was slashed by the sword qi, spurting up a large column of blood, but the figure was not hindered at all, and he didn't even look back, and the black-clothed man who lost his arm ran faster than before, and the high blood pillar scattered into a rain of blood, which fell in the wind and fell on the leaves, and the sound of dada was no different from rain.

These wisps of black shadow flashed quickly, about fifty steps away, a man in black with a big pipe in his hand chased faster than the men in black in front of him, he was not tall, the ruddy and white face under the hat looked unusually calm, through the gap under the hat, a few strands of white hair swayed slightly in the breeze, which showed that this person was not young.

It is said to be a chase, in fact, it is more like a game of cat and mouse, Jiang Hong's flashing gaze, in addition to being a little cold, but also a little playful, when the distance was pulled to a distance of only about ten steps, the cigarette stick in his hand shook, and a few wisps of sword qi that tore through the air were shot in the air, and another black-clothed man in front of him who ran away was cut off by this wisp of sword qi, and his calm gaze felt a little cruel.

It can be seen that the people running in front of them are all dead soldiers, or killers. Even if three people had lost their arms, none of them let out a scream, and the shadow-like fingering was pointed out, sealing the acupuncture points like lightning, and in the hurry, they hastily stopped the bleeding, and still ran in one direction.

said that he was fleeing, but in fact, it was more like he was going to lead the people behind him into an ambush that had been arranged a long time ago, because the way they escaped was that he faked, since it was a flight, how could six people run in one direction. This is counterintuitive. Not to mention that it is a master like Jiang Hong, I am afraid that ordinary people can't be fooled.

Therefore, they don't care if they lose their hands, as long as they can successfully lead the people behind them to where they should go. The mission is done.

Sir really has no other way out. Even the fact that Snow River City knew that Jiang Hong would come out was accurately calculated by him. All the qiē was carried out in an orderly manner.

The corners of Jiang Hong's mouth slanted slightly, with a bit of mockery, of course he knew that this was an ambush prepared in advance by someone in front. Of course, he knew that the six men in black in front of him were deliberately trying to lead him into an ambush.

is the so-called master of the arts, and others have the heart to calculate him, and he just wants to see who this person who calculates him is, so he dares to pay attention to Qiao Yue.

With his eyesight, even if Qiao Yue didn't say it, in fact, he discovered a lot of things wrong very early, using such a huge formation to build momentum for Qiao Yue's entry into Beijing, and sparing no effort to make Qiao Yue, an ordinary woman, attract the attention of the royal family, or let the emperor feel that this is an offense, and let down the wrath of thunder, Jiang Hong understands better than Qiao Yue, this person who is hidden behind must know Qiao Yue's life experience, and the person who has to deal with it must be the mighty Marquis Feng Chun.

His hand was slightly forced, and the cigarette stick in his hand released a sword qi after his speed slowed down a few points, worthy of the sword god, his angle was quite well chosen, these six black-clothed people were bleeding constantly, not only to let them accurately take him to the place where he should go, but also to accurately grasp it, and when they ran to the destination, they just ran to the end of the blood and died, this is indeed a thing that requires experience and skill.

Of course, for Jiang Hong, he has never lacked this kind of experience and skill.

Coming out of Sandao Mountain, all the way to the east, the direction facing is the Great Snow Mountain, the oncoming wind is getting colder and colder, even the common poplars are gone, the low pine trees are creeping into a giant umbrella, and the cracked branches are facing the wind, with a bit of vigor and tenacity.

There was already a man in black who fell into the stream on the side because of excessive blood loss, the water flowing down from the snowy mountain must be very cold, Jiang Hong didn't pay attention to whether the man in black who fell into the water was very cold, anyway, the rapid stream quickly washed the man in black away, and the moment he looked at it in the afterglow, he saw that the man in black who fell into the stream had a very calm face, except that he was just a little pale, there was no pain.

That's good, there will definitely be no pain in dying under Jiang Hong's sword, this is his respect for life, even on the battlefield in the north back then, the faces of those who died under Jiang Hong's sword are very peaceful.

They all walked to the foot of the snowy mountain, and the five black-clothed people in front had no intention of stopping, and the people in front of them flew up in the air, and the cliff of more than ten zhang tossed and turned in the air several times, and soon climbed to the top like a gecko.

It's very strange, they are all people who have lost too much blood, and it is not easy for Jiang Hong to go up to the ten-zhang high cliff so easily, not only the first man in black did it, but even the four people behind him who lost an arm also did it, and it was very relaxed.

Jiang Hong rushed to the bottom of the stone wall, he meditated in his heart, his anger sank into the dantian, he pulled out his arms and chest, this was what the master taught him when he was learning martial arts, the most important thing about the light body exercise is a breath, such a high cliff in the middle must also borrow strength, the qi is the most unventing, you must take it in one breath.

Therefore, he stomped his feet, and the cigarette stick in his hand patted lightly on the rock wall, and the whole person flew up like a big peng with wings spread.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, his jump is only more than two feet high at most, and when the upward momentum is exhausted, the cigarette stick in his hand once again slaps on the stone wall, once again borrowing his strength upward.

"Haha..."At this time, an eerie wild laugh came from the top of the mountain, "Sword God Jiang Hong, really deserves his reputation..."

Jiang Hong looked up in response, and it happened that the person who was sticking out of the cliff was still slowly holding a very thin rope in his hand.

Obviously, it was with the help of the rope in his hand that the five dead soldiers who were obviously dying just now were able to climb to the top of the cliff so easily.

Don't wait for Jiang Hong to speak, of course. He couldn't speak at all, and the wind was already raging overhead, and huge rocks were rumbling down from above, and the sound of tearing the air was a little daunting to hear.

As expected, there was indeed an ambush here, and the timing was also just right, it happened that Jiang Hong rose up to a height of about six zhang, above this height, he wanted to calmly avoid this stone that covered the sky and the sun. It's simply an impossible thing.

Of course. Others can't do it, and it can't be said that Jiang Hong can't do it.

I saw his hand slap lightly on the stone wall like lightning, and the whole person flew out directly into the air on the opposite side of the cliff, and the time was also chosen wonderfully. Just when his body flew out of this stone rain. Falling from the top of a cliff. A large rock that had flown the farthest had just passed him.

It came at the right time! Jiang Hong slapped his palm on this stone, and his body borrowed his strength and slammed it. He jumped up more than two zhang high, and suddenly reached a height of about eight zhang, so that as long as there was one more stone to borrow, he could successfully kill into the crowd at the top of the cliff.

"Hahaha..."

There was another eerie laugh, of course the people on the top of the cliff expected this, or the person who designed this trap knew Jiang Hong's skills very well.

Seeing that Jiang Hong had avoided this rain of stones, he was not the slightest surprised.

At this time, many people appeared on the top of the cliff like ants, each of them holding their bows like a full moon, and they were ready to go.

The man-chanted man waved his arm slightly, and the rain of arrows with a ringing feather swished towards Jiang Hong.

From top to bottom, the distance is only two or three zhang, such a speed, no matter how good Jiang Hong's martial arts are, it is definitely not easy to avoid it calmly.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, he couldn't avoid it, Jiang Hong only had one arm, the cigarette pouch in his hand flew like a shadow, and all the arrows were blocked by him, and there was no even any damage to his body.

However, after this, Jiang Hong's upward castration has been exhausted, and the whole person has just flown out of the cliff, and it is impossible to rely on the cliff again.

Although martial arts are said to be ever-changing, each family has different secrets, just like the Jiang family in the world's swordsmanship, it means that his swordsmanship is really powerful, but the light body technique is not so outstanding.

Therefore, Jiang Hong would not be Qiao Shan's Tiyun Gong that changes the density of his body in the air and adjusts his body technique by moving the center of gravity, so without borrowing strength, his body can only fall straight down.

"Haha... Sir, he has no last resort..."

The man in black on the mountain was very satisfied, all of Jiang Hong's expressions were completely under his control, and this laughter, compared to the gloomy just now, was more than a little admiration for the person who designed the trap.

After the rain of arrows, a very large net flew out from the top of the cliff, this net is not known what material it is made of, anyway, the moment it appeared, even Jiang Hong, who had always been very calm, changed his face a little.

Because he knows, this is something from Weiwu Hou Feng Chun twenty years ago, Wei Wuhou took five years to develop the net, Feng Chun once said to him, this thing is called steel wire mesh, made of soft steel, smelting and quenching are similar to ordinary steel, but the carbon ratio in it is different, so it is necessary to keep debugging, this net is not very mature.

Of course, many of the words in it were incomprehensible to Jiang Hong, but Jiang Hong knew that as long as he was covered by this net, even the sharpest Qinghong Sword in the world would not be able to cut it, and it was obvious that the sword in Jiang Hong's hand would definitely not be sharper than the Qinghong Sword.

His face shook slightly, Jiang Hong's calm face became unprecedentedly solemn, he was in front, and the steel wire mesh under the cover from above was behind, if he wanted to avoid this steel wire mesh, he must move the range of this steel wire mesh at the moment he landed.

Of course, Jiang Hong wouldn't do this, because his gaze had discovered this problem when he glanced at the ground, and he could think that the person who laid out the layout had of course already calculated, and even where he would fall from here was calculated exactly what the score would be.

I don't know when a big pit appeared on the ground under his feet, he must have been blocked by a branch when he came just now, so he didn't notice it, this time it was condescending, you can see it clearly, this big pit can be faintly covered with sharp knives, as long as you fall in, let alone move away instantly, it is difficult not to get hurt.

Inhale, inhale, inhale hard...

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The stream flowing down the snowy mountain is really cool, and the weather today is very good, so blue that there is not a single cloud, so when you walk out of the snowy river city, you can see that there is still a thick snow on the top of the mountain.

The white snow, like a wisp of white gauze on the mountain, is really beautiful.

Liu Xing squatted by the stream and wiped her handkerchief on her face, her wet cheeks looked more pure and transparent, she raised her head and looked at Qiao Yue's gaze: "Sister, do you say there are immortals on the snow mountain?" ”

"Maybe!" Qiao Yue said, "You don't have to wait until winter, you can go up to see the snow now, does my sister want to go up?" ”

Liu Xing cheered, lifted the corner of her skirt, stepped on the big stone in the stream, staggered to the opposite side, took Qiao Yue's hand and said: "Sister, you said that there is no snow lotus on it, you told me yesterday that snow lotus is a holy medicine, and any disease can be cured, Xing'er wants to find snow lotus and cure the disease on her forehead for my sister!" ”

Qiao Yuebai glanced at her, and walked along the path by the stream towards the snow mountain: "I told you that it was just a story, not true!" ”

Liu Xing touched her head, a little puzzled, and when she turned around, she saw a corpse dressed in black and with a broken arm rushing towards them in the stream flowing down from the mountain.

Liu Xing screamed: "Sister, people... Dead people..."

She screamed, and threw herself into Qiao Yue's arms.

Qiao Yue's heart was also tight, after all, she was a girl, and no one was still calm when she saw the dead.

She looked in the direction of Liu Xing's finger, and sure enough, there was a pale and serene man in black in the clear stream who was coming towards them along the current.

With just one glance, Qiao Yue's face became extremely solemn, because, obviously, the man in black had not been dead for a long time, it could be said that it was very short, and blood could still be seen faintly oozing out of his severed arm, and his body was not blistered, or even stiffened.

Qiao Yue raised her head and looked in the direction of the snow mountain, dead man, Jiang Hong has not come back yet, if it was usual, Qiao Yue would definitely not worry about Jiang Hong, but now it is different, because this secret enemy is too strong, he wants to provoke the contradiction between the emperor and the mighty marquis, just this point, it shows that he is really strong.

Qiao Yue picked up Liu Xing fiercely, no longer glanced at the big snow mountain, and ran desperately in the direction of Snow River City.

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