Chapter 133: The Judgment of the Earth
Norbulingka was lying on the muddy ground of the ruins like this, like a delicate flower out of the mud, so desolate and weak, Cheng Xiaotian couldn't abandon it, so he had to give up the pursuit for the time being, and save people first.
Cautiously reached out and touched his cheek, it was cold, and his snort couldn't be detected, Cheng Xiaotian sighed in his heart. Finally, he put his palm on Norbulingka's Baihui acupoint, exhaled a trace of aura, and began to test his heart.
After a while, Cheng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, although his heart pulse was weak, there was still a trace of it, indicating that the female mage was not dead, but the question was how to save it?
There are many exercises to save people in Shushan, and he has a full set of ink jade slips, but he can't do it at all, and now the situation is critical, and when he learns it, I'm afraid people will die long ago...... What to do?
Fortunately, Cheng Xiaotian is also a person who has gone to school, at least the nine-year compulsory education has been successfully completed, and the rescue methods in the cultivation realm will not be, and there is always common sense of first aid.
Human life is at stake, and Cheng Xiaotian can't avoid suspicion, he is very decisive to straighten Norbulingka, hold up his chin, pinch his nose and open his mouth, take a deep breath, grit his teeth and lower his head.
Moments later......
Syllable!
The crisp and loud slapping sound startled Tudor who was fleeing for his life, and when he looked back and saw that no one was chasing him, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran out of the north side of the ruins.
There is Cheng Xiaotian in the ruins, and there are Isara and Martha who have been led away in the west, and now the only way to survive is in the north, where there are subordinates who are evacuating. It should be understood that the two sides are only truce, they have no right to do so, and the coalition officers and soldiers will not agree.
The abacus is good, but there is a gap in reality, and not far from the ruins, only to hear a rapid sound of horses' hooves from the west, and a war horse appears in sight.
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Old Barton chased Cheng Xiaotian and Isara all the way, speeding up faster than Cheng Xiaotian, and when he approached the ruins, he really found one of the targets.
He never expected that Tudor would be the first to meet, and he was the only one, where did Isara and Cheng Xiaotian go? Don't...... Old Dawson was stunned for a moment, and his heart was broken, and he rushed over with a roar of his horse.
The so-called concern is chaos, and the next thing old Dawson didn't dare to think about, he just wanted to cut Tudor as the culprit.
"Tudor, I should have killed you 10,000 times!" Old Dawson cursed madly, his eyes split, drew his long-handled hatchet, and charged like a warrior.
It was on the edge of the ruins, and Tudor did not dare to fight, so he turned and ran as hard as he could. As a third-order warrior, his speed in short-distance running was not under the speed of the war horse, and old Dawson couldn't catch up.
Unable to catch up with the whip, old Dawson was so anxious that he smoked, scolding while chasing, and all kinds of vicious curses chased Tudor and smashed it, which made Tudor tremble when he heard it. As he ran, he suddenly felt that his left foot was empty, and suddenly he spun around and fell into the mud.
The evil wind hit the back of his head, Tudor secretly said "not good" in his heart, hurriedly turned over, saw a black light drawn towards his face, and hurriedly raised his axe to parry.
When!
Old Dawson's wood knife was cut on the battle axe, only to feel a huge shock in his arm, almost unable to hold it, but fortunately Tudor did not use his strength in a hurry, otherwise the wood knife would definitely be broken.
However, although the blade did not hit, the "eagle's beak" at the top of the wood knife slashed through the left side of Tudor's face, and a long wound was cut on the cheekbone and eyebrow arch, and blood suddenly covered the face.
Tudor wiped his blood, and saw a mole standing at the bottom of his feet, looking at himself in a daze, it turned out that he had just stepped into the mole's hole and trampled the nest.
"Don't run, come again!" In the distance, old Dawson turned his horse and rushed over with a firewood knife again.
Tudor suffered repeated losses, and at this time he was finally aroused to his ferocity, and he roared and rolled over and got up, pulling out of his stance and raising his tomahawk. Such a second-order thief is definitely not his opponent, he wants to kill people and take horses!
Old Dawson was not afraid, urging the war horse to rush faster and faster, and the two approached each other and picked up the firewood knife.
Tudor's eyes flashed fiercely, and his hands clenched tightly in his battle axe. At that moment, there was a stabbing pain in his ankle, and Tudor let out a murderous breath, and looked down to see the mole holding his ankle and gnawing wildly.
The third-order warrior is known as the rock fighter, the body is very hard, ordinary small animals can't bite at all, but the mole has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the sandstone can bite through, not to mention the flesh and blood? Tudor's ankle was bitten to the brink of flesh in the blink of an eye.
"Get out" Tudor was furious and kicked the mole away, and at this time, Old Dawson's wood knife had already been cut, and he subconsciously raised his axe to block, still without strength at all.
While!
The knives and axes collided, and the old Dawson's wood knife was swung away again, but the "eagle's beak" hooked his right cheek, and another wound was drawn.
"Tudor, this land is cursing you, and you are not dead?!" Old Dawson roared wildly, turned his head again, and picked up the wood knife again.
Tudor was thrilled to hear this, as if this was really the case, and he was cursed by this land! He had threatened to kill the land, but now a tiny mole could bite him, which was a great irony.
He suddenly felt that everything here was an enemy, and that everyone, every little animal, even a dirt slope and a hole in the ground, wanted to kill themselves. A sense of fear hit his heart, and the little fighting spirit he had just gathered dissipated in a blink of an eye, and he didn't dare to fight again, so he turned around and ran east.
It was the outlet of the basin, and he just wanted to get out as quickly as possible.
As he ran, a yellow line suddenly appeared on the left, extending parallel to him, and the speed was extremely fast, and he overtook it in a blink of an eye.
It's a cheetah, and Blue Feather is chasing after it.
"You can't escape, accept the judgment of this land." Lan Yu said lightly, his body twisted, and he turned into a brown bear again.
"Nope! Fuck off, I'm going back! Tudor was already in a half-insane state, hissing and charging at Blue Feather.
Blue Feather didn't flinch, and the man stood up and collided with it with a roar.
The two forces collided violently, and the loud sound made people tremble, and Blue Feather was rushed backwards and rolled far away, and Tudor was also unstable, and staggered back a few steps. Old Dawson arrived with a horse, slashed his firewood knife, and slashed at Tudor, and this time, Tudor had no time to parry!
The jet-black light swept by, and Tudor only had time to turn sideways before he was slashed firmly on his left shoulder, and a huge gap was cut. Old Dawson's palms shook, and the wood knife slashed on the bones, and was finally blown out.
"No!" Tudor, who was seriously injured, went completely insane, clutching his shoulders and running desperately, but Blue Feather and Old Dawson didn't have time to stop him.
At that moment, there was a roar from the east, followed by a roar of the earth, and a huge grizzly bear rushed head-on. Martha arrived, and of course Isara, who had found out that she had been fooled, and they once again blocked Tudor's escape route.
Not to the end, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air from the direction of the ruins, and the blue sword light dragged a fiery red figure, and Cheng Xiaotian, who had a fresh slap mark on his face, also killed!
Surrounded on all sides, Tudor completely collapsed, his body shook, and he collapsed on the ground.