Chapter 285: Hatred

Before the woman finished speaking, Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but chase in the direction she was pointing, and when he heard the cliff, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and the place was unsettling and frightening just by listening to it.

The woman looked at the distant back, looked down at the blood-stained sword in her hand, bit her lip and seemed to want to catch up, but suddenly the black shadow in front of her flickered, and a person chased after him faster, and she could only see the black shadow shuttling through the forest like a cheetah.

She chuckled in her heart, wondering if she was going to kill the son, and she was anxious to catch up and help, but she found that she couldn't move or open her mouth.

In an instant, her face turned pale, her blood faded, she was pointed, and during this period, the only person who might have clicked her acupoint was the black shadow, so quietly clicked her acupoint, if the black shadow wanted to kill her, wouldn't she already be a corpse at this moment.

The fear of death spread to her heart, and her eyes were full of horror, similar to the man in black just now, except that she was an afterthought, but this kind of thing was even more terrifying.

In the deepest part of the woods, there is no darkness, but a large area of land is vacated, there is no shade of trees, the sun is shining down, it is very bright, but this brightness cannot drive away the haze in Murong Qiufeng's heart.

For he had heard a deafening crackling sound, and felt the ground tremble slightly, and in the distance, where the rocks were obscured, he could only faintly see the verdant swaying, and then disappearing,..,≥ ↖ and from time to time there were scattered rocks, and scattered leaves were shaken into the air, and then fell like snowflakes.

Just that, you can imagine how fierce the battle is.

And what disturbed him the most was that the sword qi that could almost be clearly sealed and condensed into light was waved high, as if it was about to break through the clouds, and the sword qi that was neatly swung down, that was the sword qi of the senior brother, which he was very familiar with, and to be able to force the senior brother to the point of using such a sword qi, the opponent must also have a high level of martial arts.

Sure enough, it was a conspiracy, what did Song Lige do.

He wanted to go over, but his arm was grabbed, and when he turned around, it was Shangguan Ye who shook his head gently at him.

Before he could speak first, Shangguan Ye took his hand and walked forward cautiously, "Don't startle the snake first, let's see." ”

Low and calm, with some metallic sound, although cold, but at this moment, what it brought to Murong Qiufeng was comfort and comfort, and that calm feeling also calmed his heart a little unconsciously.

"Those in the back ......"

"It's just some small characters, and the big ones are estimated to be here, so be careful." Shangguan Ye was clinging to the mountain stone wall, as if he was carefully judging the situation next door, one hand gently groping and tapping from time to time, and the other hand was holding Murong Qiufeng's hand tightly.

Murong Qiufeng was held by him, and his heart was also a lot more relieved, Shangguan Ye's strength had spontaneously become a dependence for him.

"There are eight people, six of them have a stronger breath, and the other two are ......"

Shangguan Ye didn't say it directly, but Murong Qiufeng could also understand, "It's Yun'er." ”

"Probably." Shangguan Ye nodded, then retreated slightly, and the knife in his hand swung to the ground, leaving a deep mark on the ground with the breath he brought, and then he took a deep breath, and the knife slashed hard at the stone wall in front of him.

Suddenly there was a roar from the stone wall, and then the stones were scattered.

The people who trembled across the stone walls were all disturbed by this sudden time, and subconsciously stopped.

In a duel of masters, a second of mistake can kill you.

Yun Feiyang has a deep experience, such an impact is not a problem at all, on the contrary, it gives him a chance, taking advantage of the moment when those people lost their minds, the sword condensed again, and picked it at those people, one of them was stabbed by a blow, and his breath was cut off in an instant, one was affected by the sword qi and flew out, and the other came back to his senses and hurriedly dodged.

In an instant, the iron triangle that was originally difficult to break was broken, and the remaining people in black widened their eyes with a look of horror, and if they took off the black cloth, they could see that their faces were miserable.

Yun Feiyang pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, and slowly copied him away.

The man in black took a few steps back, the horror in his eyes deepened, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, looked at a few people somewhere, and then took out a leaf from his waist, uncovered the black cloth and put it in his mouth, swallowing it quickly.

Yun Feiyang stopped, frowned, and then also looked sideways at one of the few people not far away, squinting his eyes thoughtfully.

But at this moment, the black-clothed man who swallowed the leaves had already let out a strange scream, and the breath on his body had changed, and his eyes were bloodshot, and the blood red was particularly impressive.

Without giving him a chance to think, the man in black was already armed, and attacked him again, fighting as if he didn't want to kill him.

Yun Feiyang's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he greeted the attack of the man in black, as if he had fallen into the upper hand.

And in addition, where they don't want to, there is also a fight, but compared to here, it is a lot different, Yu Wenhui's martial arts are not bad, but he can't cope with the two masters who have improved their skills with medicine, and they were accidentally distracted during that stone bombardment, and were seriously injured by the two of them.

Now it's hard to hold on, and it's already very powerless.

A few people who watched here not far away were also attracted by the rocks, and waited for the rocks to calm down, but they saw that something seemed to fly out of the falling rocks, and quickly attacked them.

One of the black-clothed masked men stared at him, and subconsciously took over Murong Qiuyun, who had been held by Song Lige, and blocked the front, regardless of whether the person who came to save Murong Qiuyun or not, he could protect himself.

But he was right.

The attack stopped after seeing Murong Qiuyun, it was not that the person wanted to stop, but was pulled back by another person's feeling, listening to the eager voice at that time, the black-clothed man's eyes suddenly lit up, with a little excitement and madness.

The two people who fell, as he thought, were the two people he was waiting for, Murong Qiufeng and Shangguan Ye.

The black-clothed man's body trembled slightly, and he didn't know if he was too excited or what, a pair of eyes stared at the two people in the distance, or more precisely, staring at Shangguan Ye, the feelings in his eyes were very complicated, there was hatred and resentment, joy, sorrow and anger.

But when I saw the two of them holding hands together, their eyes were full of resentment.

Murong Qiufeng's face turned pale, looking at the three people opposite, his eyes fell on his sister who was only wearing white obscene clothes in front of him, "Yun'er, how are you?" ”

"Brother, I, I'm fine." Murong Qiuyun's little face was not bloody, but it didn't show any weakness at the moment, she stubbornly bit her lip hard, and tried to squeeze out a smile to appease her worried brother, in less than a year, she had also grown a lot invisibly.