On the originally calm snow-capped mountain, suddenly there were many more people, they were disheveled, men, women and children, and when they saw the people under the mountain, they shouted excitedly, and rushed to the bottom of the mountain.

Among them, the loudest and fastest runners were a group of children of four or five years old, as many as dozens of people.

As they ran, the snow on the mountain trembled.

"Stop!" Wan Linggen shouted loudly.

But no one heard him.

"Stop, don't run!" Those who dragged their swords and halberds also suddenly came to their senses, threw down their weapons one after another, shouted and turned around and ran towards the people who rushed down the mountain.

The whole earth trembled!

The snow at the top of the mountain rolled downward, and as the tremors intensified, cracks formed from top to bottom, gradually deepening and widening.

Avalanche!

Realizing that danger was coming, it was not only the people down the mountain, but also the women and children who had run down the mountain, and they suddenly stopped in panic and froze in place, staring in horror at the snow foam rolling down from the top of the mountain.

With a loud bang, a three-foot-square block of snow rolled down from the top of the mountain, rolling bigger and faster, rushing towards the crowd standing halfway up the mountain.

"Dismount! Save! Wan Linggen roared angrily, and leapt from his horse, rushing towards the huge snowball that rolled down like an arrow from a string.

After being stunned for a moment, Guo Song, Li Ji and others also dismounted one after another with a loud roar, and rushed towards the mountain quickly past the "robbers" who were stunned in place.

Those who reacted rushed up the hill in a swarm, but before they could set foot on the hillside, they were forced back by the snowballs that rained down.

At this time, after the devilish training, the soldiers with super physique gave full play to their physical advantages, large and small snow blocks almost did not stop their pace at all, and the people who rushed in front even passed directly through the snowball, rushing towards those on the mountain without stopping.

As if a divine soldier descended from heaven, the women and children who were still standing in place and at a loss were dragged or hugged by the soldiers who rushed to the front one by one and flew down the mountain.

And Wan Linggen, which flew out first, crashed headlong into the huge snowball and disappeared without a trace.

"Dashuai!" Seeing this, Li Ji, Guo Song and the others were stunned, and they suddenly raised their breath and swung their knives, rushing towards the snowball that was still getting bigger.

Then, just as they were a foot away from the snowball, which was getting bigger and bigger, the snowball burst open with a thud, and a tall figure soared into the sky from the flying snow foam.

"Dashuai!" Everyone was overjoyed and rushed towards the flying snow with their knives!

A battle of people and snow has begun!

Wan Linggen didn't expect the avalanche to be so powerful, and as soon as he rushed in front of the huge snowball, he was swallowed hard.

Without the support of a strong internal force, he was suffocated to death by the ubiquitous snow foam almost instantly, but at that moment, the immortal tree that had not moved in his mind for a long time actually moved, and the thunder sea was resurrected, and under the golden light, countless extremely slender thunder threads were injected into the body, and the endless power rushed to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the wrist was forced, the steel knife flew, and the snowball disintegrated!

And those soldiers who have just mastered the knife technique of "Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaves" but have nowhere to show it, finally have a target to shoot, and large and small snow balls turned into flying snow foam under their flying knife light!

Wan Linggen escaped from the predicament, and the vision was clear, and the fierce battle between his soldiers and Snowball was in full swing, and most of those who were still halfway up the mountain were also sent down, and only a few people who had just come down from the mountain and were still far from the bottom of the mountain stopped at the top of the mountain to watch.

As soon as the feet of Wan Linggen, who was in a high place, touched the ground, a shivering sensation came, and a huge crack spread rapidly from top to bottom.

He jumped up again, startled, but those who were still watching were swept away by the crack and fell screaming.

Wan Linggen's heart was not good, his body was still in mid-air, he twisted his body to forcibly stop the upward rush, bowed down, hugged his calf and kicked hard, and the whole person rushed towards the crack under his head and feet.

He rushed down very violently, and in a blink of an eye came to a person, grabbed the man's arm and raised it upward, the man suddenly stopped his downward rush, flew up lightly, and was caught by Li Ji who flew over.

And Wan Linggen's decline is even faster, the people around him are constantly being pulled by him and thrown up, and there is a small figure at the bottom, dancing around, and when Wan Linggen rushes to his side and grabs his hand, it is already a hundred feet away from the top, and he can see the snow falling like raindrops on it, he has to hug the man, twist his waist suddenly, and step on the snow walls on both sides fiercely, the downward trend slowly stops, but the snow on his head is falling more and more, he has to arch his back and protect the man under him.

The rumbling sound gradually stopped, the avalanche finally ended, and the originally towering peaks became hills!

The snowflakes are still fluttering in the wind, and the rescued people are hugging each other and rejoicing.

But Li Ji, Guo Song and the others rushed to the snow hill like crazy, threw away the steel knife in their hands, knelt on the snow, and desperately picked up the thick snow outward!

The men were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly they screamed, and they were like ants on a hot pot.

Soon the men gathered together, exchanged heads for a while, and rushed forward to dig up the snow with the red-eyed soldiers.

It wasn't until the sky dawned that the fluttering snowflakes stopped.

However, the people who fought on the snowfield never stopped for a moment.

Finally, a man sat on a snowdrift with his bloody hands over and began to cry.

"Cry what cry!" Guo Song roared angrily, grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at the man.

Except for the soldiers, everyone stopped and stared blankly at the man.

The man paid no attention to the snow that had been smashed at him, and was still beating his chest and crying, and then many people fell to their knees and wept bitterly, but they were all people who had come down from the mountains and the "robbers".

Guo Song also ignored his bloody hands and continued to work hard with the soldiers.

Those people were still kneeling in the snow and weeping, Li Ji finally couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed over with a steel knife, "You people, what are the ghosts crying about?" If it weren't for saving you, my handsome family wouldn't be able to fall under the snow, if you cry here again, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

One of them cried, "The Holy Child of my clan is also trapped under the snow, I am afraid there is no hope of survival!" After saying that, he looked up to the sky and cried.

Li Ji took a closer look, he was the person who led the team before, and shouted angrily: "What holy child is not holy child, my family is handsome to save you that person will be trapped." But I tell you, as long as he is with my handsome, he can't die! If you want him to die sooner, continue to weep here! After saying that, he snorted, turned away, and continued to dig in the snow.