Chapter 679: Despair

Well?

Murong Han's voice resounded in the cave through the passage, loud and full of resentment, and the footsteps of the four people that followed became clearer and clearer.

The black robe at the fork in the road paused when he heard this, and even the lingdu, who was wet and wet while holding the sack, and his whole body was translucent, was stunned for a moment, with their martial arts and ears, they naturally knew that there were people outside, and they also had the confidence to break out, but the words of the people made them a little confused.

Surprised, the black robe turned his head to look at Ling: "What happened?"

He ...... Guys...... Obstruct...... I...... Enter...... Food, strong ...... Big...... I...... No...... Be...... Right...... Hands"

Seeing that Renling was not in a hurry, he didn't look at Xiao Sha, who was closed and buried in the cave by rocks behind him, and he spoke word by word, and he spoke very slowly, as if he was incomplete in five tones or very unproficient in the human language.

The black-robed man was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then asked, "What did they find?" ”

"No...... Know...... Road...... Or...... Allow...... Also ......"

"Haven't found it yet?"

Without waiting for Ling to answer again, the black-robed man said directly: "Then don't worry about it, just kill them directly, you guys are really troublesome."

"Roar...... Rhombus ...... War...... Scholar...... No...... Appearance...... Insult...... Insulted"

"Okay, I know"

Ling, who was disgusted for a while, was furious and said two words at once for the first time, and the black-robed man waved his hand to silence it, just standing still as if waiting for everyone to gather and make a move.

After a while, the figures of Murong Han and the four who heard the handover Jing find the cave and came in finally appeared from the corner.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the black-robed people standing on the colorful fork in the road and the shrunken rhombus, all of them were stunned and immediately stopped, and their faces, which were still slightly pale under the dim and misty colorful light around them, were angry and a little stunned.

The same was true of the three Bishan brothers who followed him, and the big yellow tooth swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked the black-robed man, "Who are you?" Also here to kill monsters and make money? ”

Kill!

Suddenly, the wind broke loud!

The black-robed man didn't answer, his body moved and rushed towards the four of them, the hand hidden in the big sleeves of the wide robe swirled and rolled, and his wide black robe immediately swollen like a blade, and as soon as he approached, the faces of the three brothers Murong Han and Bishan changed greatly.

At the moment of crisis, Murong Han didn't say a word, his hands turned into sword fingers and pressed the injury in front of him, and his fingertips immediately released a series of sharp white sword qi that broke through the air and hit the black robe, and said angrily as he made a move: "He's not that guy, that guy may be dead, you guys go quickly...... Go to Ming's house to find someone. ”

Bang bang bang bang......

Streams of sword qi that were enough to freeze the flowing water hit the drumming black robe, like a wooden stick hitting cowhide, making a dull sound, but his cold and sharp sword qi couldn't even penetrate the opponent's clothes.

The black-robed man used his big sleeves to resist the sword qi and then rolled his backhand, and the wide sleeves swept towards him with a strong force, the huge strength and the surging internal force were actually no less than the masters of refining the seven or eight tricks.

Or maybe he's a master at this level!

At this time, Murong Han was seriously injured and encountered a strong enemy, and he was even more shocked when he encountered this dangerous move: "What is in your sleeve? Are you from Du Zimen? ”

The black-robed man didn't answer, the more ruthless the shot, the wave-like sleeve robe between the shots sometimes rolled like waves, sometimes surging like mountains, sometimes struck like whips, just ordinary sleeves were actually used by it superbly, although the move was not in a hurry but with layers of crushing momentum, trying to completely crush it to death.

"Du Zimen?"

The three people behind Murong Han wanted to withdraw when they heard his words, but when they heard this, their faces changed again, and they looked at the black-robed man with a little fear: "Du Zimen...... It's the Ying family, we ...... Murong Shaoxia, we ...... That's the people of the Twelve Families, we ......."

"Go Soon"

Suddenly, a shout came out of Murong Han's mouth, and his face became more and more pale after continuously resisting the long-sleeved slap, and his sword fingers were like the wind under the explosion of his true qi, with a white sword qi visible to the naked eye, avoiding the big sleeves, and constantly counterattacking the black-robed man, but the black robe turned a blind eye to these sword qi, and the big sleeves could easily be dispersed with a shock in a crisis.

"We don't dare!"

Yellow Fang was intimidated, and his two brothers were also instigated, and they also shouted when they heard the words.

Immediately, the three of them suddenly knelt down in unison towards the black-robed man, and the serial knife, three-strand fork and black tassel spear in their hands were placed on the ground, and then bowed their heads and bowed: "Du Zimen is a member of the Ying family, we don't dare to ...... And we can't beat him."

"You ......"

Burst......

In the staggered sword qi and true qi, Murong Han suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and was a little crazy, if he could, he would want to kill these three guys directly now, but the strength of the black-robed man was far beyond his estimate, but he was actually swept by his sleeve around his waist when he was distracted in a moment, and he was immediately injured and injured.

Inevitably, the cave was collapsed, and the black-robed man who had not dared to use powerful moves was unforgiving, and he was pressing step by step with a hit, and the flying sleeves were rigid and soft, attacking and defending freely, and the rolling volley hit like a constantly churning wave.

Murong Han tried his best to support it, but after all, it was difficult to resist the other party's majestic strength, not only did the sword qi return again and again in vain, but the chill in the true qi was also useless to the other party, and he couldn't help despairing.

If the sword was still there, he would have a certain confidence that he would retreat under the opponent's attack, but now that the sword had been destroyed, he couldn't resist it for too long with his cultivation at this time.

He didn't dare to run away either!

This is not to say that he is afraid of the revenge of the Ying family, who ranks second in the twelfth family, second only to the Pan family, but he understands that at this time, the other party did not use all his strength because he was afraid that the mountain body could not withstand the powerful moves, and once he went out, he would have no scruples, and he would not be able to escape at all in his current state.

But he also knew that if he continued to be entangled like this, he would still have only one final result, to be dragged to death!

It's just that the three guys who could have been used to divide some of the other party's minds were like a melon, and at this time, he had to feel more aggrieved and aggrieved.

After fighting more than a dozen moves like this, he felt that his true qi consumption was quite large under the continuous attacks of the black-robed man, and he was about to be unable to suppress the previous injuries, and he became more and more desperate, and suddenly his true qi exploded, causing the long hair of the clothes to explode.

With a sharp movement of his hands, he suddenly drew out dozens of white sword qi in front of him to counteract the opponent's attack, and said sharply: "Since I can't escape, let's die together!" …… The sword rises from a thousand frosts, and life is the edge...... Ah......h

As the deafening shout sounded, the white mist on his body evaporated, and his originally pale face turned red in his breath, staring at his eyes and starting to move, the powerful true qi that belonged to the refining realm all exploded, and the cold true qi visible to the naked eye instantly turned into a white flowing wind that shook the top of the mountain and the passage downward, and erupted left and right to the backlash stone wall.

In an instant, a violent vibration suddenly started!

The thunder of the rock walls on both sides showed cracks, and the solid rock above the passage began to collapse and fall, and the sand and dust were like fog.

This passage is going to collapse!

With his move, the cracks in the stone walls in all directions grew bigger and bigger, and the collapsed stones fell from above with great force from the size of a fist to the height of two people.

He stared at the black-robed man with wide eyes, it was a demonstration and the unyielding of the warrior, and the true qi that had no reservations turned into a rolling torrent and spread, directly shaking out the three guys who were lying on the ground and didn't dare to get up, which also made Ling, who was very weak at this time and was watching the play with a sack on the side, couldn't help but change color and hurriedly took two steps back.

(End of chapter)