Chapter Seventy-Five: Sword Shadow
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You let us go down first, but do you want to climb to the peak?" โ
Xie Guhong said: "Brother Lu, don't think about it, I just need to go up and investigate, if there is no Amakusa, I will turn back immediately, and I will never stay." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ infoโ
Hearing him say this, Lu Xiaofeng and Gongsun Lan also knew that if they continued to follow, it would drag down Xie Guhong, he saw that he was so calm, but it made Lu Xiaofeng and Gongsun Lan relieved, Lu Xiaofeng nodded, and said: "You must be careful of Jinzong Luomeng, although he is a national teacher, he may not be telling the truth, and on this snow peak, even if he does something, others will not know." โ
Xie Guhong nodded and said, "Don't talk about me, the dead Si Xi, we don't know who killed him, you also have to be extra careful of the invisible sword." โ
Several people discussed it properly, and gave Xie Guhong most of the food, wrapped the rest, and was worn by Lu Xiaofeng, they planned to trim it for a while, and then began to go down the mountain. Xie Guhong turned around and went to the top.
This time there is no Lu Xiaofeng and Gongsun Lan, Xie Guhong is a lot lighter, but the limelight is getting bigger and bigger, and he can't walk more than five hundred steps, and when he turns his head to look again, the wind blows up the snow on the mountain, flying all over the sky, and Lu Xiaofeng and the two are no longer visible.
"Whew!" I took a few long breaths, ready to climb up, but found that the top had almost become an ice cliff straight up and down, and it was as smooth as a mirror.
According to preliminary estimates, Xie Guhong used the algorithm of his origin world, and there were already more than 50 degrees below zero. In fact, what Xie Guhong didn't know was that, according to the measurements of later generations of scientists and explorers, the rainy season is from early June to mid-September every year, and the strong southeast monsoon causes frequent heavy rains, clouds and mist, and ice and snow are raging and impermanent. In mid-November and mid-February of the following year, due to the control of the strong northwest cold current, the temperature could reach a terrifying minus 60 degrees, or even close to 70 degrees. At this time, although it is the day of the full moon decisive battle between Ximen and Ye Gucheng, it is the season of the alternation of monsoons, although it cannot reach the most terrifying low temperature, but under the combination of wind and snow, it is not too much.
And Xie Guhong is staring at such a harsh environment, relying on his own internal strength, he can reach such a high place, but he still has not reached his limit.
Just looking at the ice cliff above that is smoother than the mirror surface, and at the peak of lack of oxygen, he didn't dare to use his light skills to fly up out of thin air, after all, Xie Guhong knew that he was a person, and he was not a god, but then again, he was a god, and he might not be able to climb it in this environment.
However, he was not discouraged, looked at the height of the cliff top, took off his hand, used his full strength, used the kung fu of the Nine Yin Divine Claws, grabbed the mirror-like cliff with a "click", and directly entered a few inches, but a cold air flowed in along his fingertips. Xie Guhong hurriedly withdrew his hand, resisted with his luck, dissipated the cold air, and secretly said in his heart: "This ice cliff is all composed of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years of cold ice, and the cold air can be described as the most in the world. In normal times, I am not afraid, but at this time I can't do it arbitrarily. Thinking of this, he took his hand stuffy again and looked to both sides, hoping to find another way.
Everywhere you can see, there are clouds and mist of mountains in the distance, and there is ice and snow in the distance, where can you have your own road? Didn't you get here by yourself? Not only is he going to lose to Nepal's national teacher Jin Zongluomeng, but he can't find the lives of Amakusa, Lu Xiaofeng, Gao Yang, Li VIP and others, can't he be saved?
This is the first time Xie Guhong has such a feeling, no matter how strong his opponent was in the past, he was not afraid, but at this time, he was facing the nature that can be big and small, can be promoted and hidden, unpredictable, and boundless power, he really felt his insignificance for the first time, but his temperament is still unmatched, he can only blame himself for his low martial arts, and he will be more diligent in the future.
Just when he was thinking wildly, suddenly there were a few "Zheng Zheng" sounds in his ears, Xie Guhong suddenly felt that something was wrong, this was the sound of someone using force, and immediately went to the left side, climbed a few steps, although there was no way up, just walked in parallel, and even folded down a lot, but the sound of the fight gradually became clearer.
Xie Guhong said in his heart: "This is the direction, and it is not wrong." "But the white-haired wind on the top of this peak is too big, and the wind direction is too chaotic, even if there is a sound, it will be blown away by this white-haired wind, and it is impossible to distinguish what direction it is. If it weren't for Xie Guhong's skill in listening to the toilet being too high, he wouldn't be able to hear it, let alone distinguish the direction.
After a while, as Xie Guhong walked for a while, the sound of the fight gradually became messy, although Xie Guhong couldn't see it, but with his martial arts master's cultivation, he could naturally listen to it, as if it was a fight between two drunks, or a brawl in the field, it was already out of order.
But this situation, he can still understand, after all, this place is a desperate situation in the world, that is, he can usually dance dozens of catties of big knives like flying, and when he arrives here, you can play the wooden sword, it is not bad. Not to mention hands-on with people.
Xie Guhong walked for a while, already down, across a very small protruding ice platform, has reached the side of the mountain on this side, the cold wind is even more bitter, only to see that more than ten zhang below, there is a sloping ice surface, covered with thick snow. At this time, two people were fighting together.
The black figure is tall and thin, wrapped in thick black clothes, blocking the left and right branches, and is already in danger. The other person was wearing a pure white fox fur coat, and the sword in his hand sneered, although in such a high ground, the lack of oxygen was very high, but the sword style was fast and abnormal, and every sword was an indomitable momentum. Xie Guhong saw it in his eyes, but said in his heart: "This person has excellent swordsmanship, either you die or I die, although the power is great, if you can't hurt the enemy, you will inevitably be injured by the opponent." Fortunately, the man in black was already at the end of his crossbow at this time, and he was too busy to take care of himself, if it was himself, he would have been injured by himself. โ
The cold light flashed again, and the black shadow staggered backwards to dodge, but his body fell directly to the ground without obeying the call. The man in white wanted to progress with him and stab him with a sword. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a black shadow falling from a high place on the right side, and immediately took a few steps back, returning his sword to protect his chest. When he saw the shadow that had just fallen, it was Xie Guhong, he was obviously stunned, but said calmly: "You're here?" Isn't Lu Xiaofeng with you? โ
Xie Guhong swept the figure who had just gotten up, but he didn't take it seriously, and said, "I've already let him go down, why are you here?" (To be continued.) )