Chapter 167 Tsunami, Machine, Dragon Sparrow

No matter how perfect and careful the calculation is, it is impossible to escape three words: unexpected. ，/

Song Yang didn't expect that when the big feud came, it coincided with a big storm that was about to rise, and he didn't expect this storm to come so quickly and so suddenly.

The water poured from the sky, falling on everything in front of you, the chill on your body, and the salty and bitter in your mouth...... The water is not rain, but the sea water that a violent hurricane swept into the sky.

Accompanied by a storm, a tsunami.

When the water fell that day, Yanding looked happy, and Song Yang and the others were all shocked!

Whether it comes from the clouds or the sea, this rainstorm will eventually have a significant impact on the flames around Qingshiping, according to the rain at the moment, I am afraid that without a cup of tea, the dense forest fire will not be extinguished, there will be a gap.

The ambush done by Song Yang and the others is actually not complicated, relying on the natives to lure the enemy, the fire Dao people and Guiguzi to set fire to seal the forest, and the Jiading Grandmaster and apprentice shot Chen Hui and Luo Guan are actually luring the enemy.

Whether it is temptation or persecution, it is to force the swallow top and Hua Xiaofei to attack the top, as long as the swallow top lands on the peak, there will soon be a moon blade fluttering...... The moon blade machine that was captured during the ambush of Yanziping and later repaired by an excellent craftsman was the real reliance of Song Yang and his party!

The huge rock is lonely and high, and it is impossible to judge in advance which direction the enemy will attack the summit from, but the area of the peak is not too large, at best, it looks like five or six acres of land, as long as the moon blade is placed in the center, the surrounding area of the rock summit will be covered by its range, and then you only need to adjust the direction and flip the switch.

The moon blade machine is also camouflaged, otherwise, with the eyesight of Yan Ding or Hua Xiaofei, once they recognize this murder weapon, they will immediately fall down the rock, and with their strain, the speed of turning over is even faster than Song Yang's fingers.

Everything went well, just a moment later the enemy rushed up...... It's a pity that it's raining.

No matter how carefully and ingeniously Song Yang designed the ambush, if he wanted to really kill the enemy, he had to have an important foundation: Yan Ding and Hua Xiaofei had nowhere to escape, so they could only attack the top and counterattack.

But now it's damn raining, and the encirclement of the tsunami, torrential rain, and the flames will soon be extinguished. Now that the situation has changed, why should Yan Ding and Hua Xiaofei take any more risks to capture the peak of the rock, they only need to dodge a burst of fire from the two great masters on the stone flat before they can calmly retreat. And then, they turned around and hunted and killed.

Thoughts flicker only for a moment, and the mind turns faster than everything else in this world, so that everything seems so slow in comparison:

The rain was half-falling, and the sky was soaked, but the ground was still dry;

Chen Hui held a bow in his right hand and put his left hand on the quiver, and a feathered arrow was being drawn in half;

Luo Guanshen's bow is half open, just four full, and the arrow body is condensing golden light;

Hua Xiaofei pressed on the convex stone with one hand, his body was jumping, and his expression was hideous;

There is also the swallow top, with a cold mask, smiling eyes, one arm in front of the chest, and the body slightly arched, level with the top of the cliff......

Yanding was flying, but at this moment, he only flew to the top of Yu Peak, and did not set foot on the rush, and there was still a distance of three or four zhang between the two strokes, and the machine was hidden in the middle of the peak, and the range was insufficient, even if it was launched, it was difficult to hurt him.

"Retire!" Yanding screamed hoarsely, slammed the solidified heaven and earth, the rainstorm fell with a bang, but Yanding changed its shape, and people turned so easily in mid-air, saying that they would put it and not look at the peak again. The state of mind is extremely clear, even if he can set foot on the peak and kill the Quartet with just a slight move, he will not hesitate to give up, Yanding is not greedy for merit or risk, he wants to return to the ground.

Soon the rain will open the way for the two brothers to retreat, and if they don't fight hard with a well-planned enemy, they will retreat and come back again, and no one will be alive today, whether it is a native, an archery master, or any other enemy. Yanding has this ability, Yanding has this certainty.

Just when the word 'temporary retreat' fell, and before Hua Xiaofei could respond, a voice suddenly sounded: "Can't go!" A figure broke the rain curtain and pounced on the peak straight to the swallow top that was still in mid-air and was about to fall!

Swiftly into the pounce of the leopard, but this figure is very ...... A big mess. Anyone with a large wooden box in front of him and a large knife like a bed board behind him will become strange and sloppy when jumping.

There is only a thin line of time for revenge.

If you can't destroy the strong revenge and escape from Shiping by Yanding, what you miss is far from a chance to take revenge, Song Yang doesn't know if everyone can win in the pursuit and killing behind, Song Yang only knows that everyone went to sea because of me and came to this island with me.

Yan Ding's eyes shrank suddenly, he didn't care which stunned Qing came desperately, he just recognized the box. Song Yang hurriedly pursued and killed with the machine, and all the camouflage that had been covered on the wooden box before was scattered.

With a hoarse shout, the rotten and perforated neck let the breath leak out, so the roar of the swallow top was not majestic, but it had an extra fishy death intention because of the 'air leakage'. With a slight shake of his sleeves, a blue light shot like lightning, and almost at the same time, his figure flipped in mid-air, and the black robe draped on his body was instantly removed, as if a dark cloud was covering Song Yang.

However, whether it was shouting, green light or dark clouds, they could not hide the soft sound of 'tuk' in Song Yang's hand.

Immediately, the cold moon sharpened, cutting the rain, cutting the eyes, and also cutting the robe that condensed most of the cultivation of the swallow top......

Sen Sen Moon Blade, rippling up is a vague dream-like colorful brilliance, in the beautiful sky, the figure of the national teacher's fall suddenly accelerated, Song Yang can't even see the enemy was hit, but he can be sure: Yan Ding is not dead.

Among the few people in the world who know the power of the Moon Blade Bracket best, Song Yang is one of them, so when he saw this restored Bracket and test firing on the plateau to test the power, he sighed slightly, and the skill of the high carpenter was still a little worse after all.

It's not that the power of the machine has weakened, but when it is activated, the speed of shooting out the moon blade has weakened slightly, and when the intact machine bracket is activated, the fingers are snapped, and hundreds of sharp blades are flying away at the same time; Now this one, hundreds of sharp blades have a slight time difference...... Of course, it is strong enough to be able to repair it to this extent, as long as it is properly arranged in advance, it is enough to kill Yanding in one fell swoop.

But now there is no 'prior arrangement', when the storm comes, the ambush becomes a narrow road encounter, everyone fights for strain and ferocity, and the opportunity to slow down in a moment, what is missed is the life of an enemy:

What shot out of the sleeve of the national teacher was a short knife, which hit the machine directly, and when the short knife hit the target, the machine had just started, and only three or four moon blades were shot. Before the rest of the blade could be ejected, the machine was shattered by the short knife.

Less than half of the moon blades are much weaker, not to mention that the national teacher takes off his robe to block his body, and the moon blade can easily cut through the robe, but it also inevitably weakens a little bit of speed......

Another big shout, the majestic wind was loud, and then a fierce blood exploded, smashing the ambiguity of the moon blade, and the invasion was as fast as the wind dragon sparrow, Song Yang gave up the fragmentation machine, drew the knife, and chased the strong enemy from top to bottom!

With a muffled sound, the swallow top fell back to the ground, and after landing with both feet, it quickly slid backwards, and then Song Yang also fell, the dragon bird in his hand was obliquely horizontal, and the raindrops hit the blade in a row, and it was shattered.

With a soft click, the cold iron surface on Yan Ding's face shattered, revealing the face that was forever healing from decay.

A gust of wind swept by, and the clothes on Yan Ding's body suddenly turned into cloth butterflies and scattered in all directions, but they were knocked down by the torrential rain as soon as they flew up.

When the swallow top was thrown by Hua Xiaofei, in a short time from the ground to the cap, Chen Hui had three shots; At this moment, at the same height, he just changed direction, and on the way down, Song Yang slashed five times in succession! Every knife is his all-out and his all-or-nothing gamble.

Yanding was not lightly injured by arrows before, and on the way to leap, he dodged arrows and broke the moon blade, and successively cast a breath of true qi gathered in the lower dantian has been exhausted, and if he wants to fight again, he has to breathe a sigh of relief, that is, in the space of his slow breath, Song Yang gave him five dragon sparrows.

Yan Ding is still not dead, the black scale leather gloves are invulnerable, and the sword is difficult to hurt, even if the dragon finch is constantly chopping, but Yan Ding only avoided the bad luck of the blade splitting, and the dragon finch slashed with the attached huge force, or hit his body hard.

Therefore the iron face is torn apart, and the clothes are scattered.

A body of abscesses and ulcers exposed to the rain, and the naked swallow top did not have a trace of uncomfortable embarrassment, on the contrary, his eyes were also a little interesting, he looked at Song Yang, and then at the dragon bird, and actually showed a smile, and asked, "You Li's disciple?" ”

As he spoke, the muscles on Yan Ding's body trembled, and when the light sound of the dang, the three sharp blades that were obliquely inserted into his body fell to the ground, two of which were not deep in the flesh, but one and a half into the lower abdomen, and the damage was not light.

"You Li is my uncle," Song Yang's answer was nondescript: "I am his son." ”

The national teacher nodded, his smile was ugly but true: "Understood." ”

Before and after, from the top of the swallow to the top to the return to the stone floor, it is only one or two breaths, and the arrows, heavy rain, machine brackets, dragon sparrows...... From the top of one side to the temporary withdrawal, and the other side from ambush to strong attack, I don't know how many life and death battles are hidden, although everyone is still alive now.

At this time, there were banging noises not far away, followed by two people who also landed on Shiping: Yunding and Hua Xiaofei.

When the tsunami came, the strong enemy withdrew, Song Yang pounced on Yanding, and Yunding, who had cultivated to be self-exalted on the peak, also pounced at the same time, but he did not rush to Yanding, because Song Yang had a domineering machine in his hand, and if Yunding rushed out, it was likely to be in the way, so the living Buddha pounced on Hua Xiaofei, who was climbing to the halfway point.

The two old men exchanged three punches, and between them, jumped back to the ground at the same time.

Hua Xiaofei's eyes lit up, his eyes were blazing, and he looked at the old living Buddha.

Yunding was thoughtful, frowned and thought about it, his voice was low, and he said something inexplicable: "Renle Living Buddha is a good person, he is my old friend." He once grabbed the straw with his own hands, and when he was fighting Hua Xiaofei just now, he had already noticed that the internal strength of the master and apprentice was in the same vein.

Hua Xiaofei had investigated the disappearance of the straw, and naturally knew who Renle was, he understood Yunding's words, and smiled: "The straw has long been conscious...... But I'm his master. ”