[Chapter 1, Volume 1]

Chapter 470 Chapter 462 Dilemma and Breakthrough [5]

Duan Yu looked up at the sky, and suddenly smiled faintly, Yan Lingyu, this time, you owe me again. If you weren't dead, if I had a life to come back. I will definitely unceremoniously settle the new account and the old account with you......

However, how could Yan Lingyu die so easily? People often say that good people don't live long, and they will be harmed for a thousand years, and a big scourge like Yan Lingyu will definitely live a long life.

Duan Yu thought, his thin lips bent slightly. Suddenly, his little hand slowly rose into the air. Then, just pause there.

Far Heaven, Colorful Xiani, Far Sky, a bright light and shadow, and Duan Yu's cold little hand slowly waved diagonally in the deepening twilight, slashing towards the void in the way of splitting his hand.

Then, Duan Yu's small, but condensed voice like ice, in this icy and snowy land, word by word reached everyone's ears: "Now, let's set off......"

Now, let's go.

Let's go save Yan Lingyu.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years, talking about the glory of the soldiers who fought on the battlefield, and now, these secret guards, these dead soldiers, are fighting to the death for the life of the master.

Either the other party dies, or they live.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

These dark guards facing the rainbow neon are the brave, the dead, and the long swords that are unsheathed, and the blades are invincible.

In Duan Yu's brief order, those secret guards bowed their heads in unison and responded, and then, they turned around, and each of them thrust the long sword in his hand into the butt of those galloping horses.

Hurt.

Pain.

Surprise.

Shocked.

Anger.

Furious.

In the wilderness covered by ice and snow, angry horses neighed and blood flowed.

The angry horse, which was in great pain, dodged the sharp and sharp sword, and rushed down the mountain with a dive.

The horse's long tail, dragging long branches. Sweeping the thick snow under the hooves. The sound of thunder suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The angry horses rushed down the hill in a hurry. The long branches of the trees, like a catastrophe that swept the heavens and the earth, swooped down towards the valley.

The angry horse neighed.

Deafening.

World shaking.

Sweep everything.

The snow kicked up by the horses' hooves obscured the entire void. It seems that in the midst of the violent sprint, the pain can be alleviated and the doom of being stabbed again can be escaped.

Gunma rushed straight down, rolling up the snow and snow. Such a chaotic gallop did not look like a galloping horse at all, but more like a strong army, sprinting frantically towards the opponent.

Galloping, galloping madly.

The snow obscured the blue sky, and the surroundings were like a wall of fog, rolling like thunder, so that people's eyes were so confused that they could basically see nothing.

The snow was flying, drilling into everyone's eyes and noses, and the cold touch covered up all people's perceptions in just a moment.

A certain commotion under the mountain is moving.

It seemed that they were alarmed by the furious horse that swooped down, and they were startled at first, and then they quickly made preparations to defend themselves against the enemy.

Angry horses, still sprinting. Far away, like a huge cloud, drifting underground, you look at it from a distance, it looks like a hurricane sweeping by. Let out an earth-shattering roar.

On the top of the mountain, almost all the people held their breath, their eyes staring closely at the rolling dark clouds, and then, holding their palms tightly, seemed to be accumulating the strength of their whole body, waiting for the final fatal blow.

Duan Yu stood in the middle of the crowd, his small figure almost covered by ice and snow. The weak water tightly guarded Duan Yu, vigilantly watching all the moves under the mountain. It seems that he is afraid that someone will rush up and hurt Duan Yu.

Duan Yu silently calculated the footsteps of these galloping horses, and silently calculated the time it would take to reach the bottom of the mountain, and then, he was calculating the heartbeat that even he didn't notice, and then again, and again.

The horses crossed the col, crossed the bends, and finally, ran straight down the mountain.

Duan Yu's eyes followed the gallop of the horses. Don't dare to blink a blink. Just when the sound of heavy horses' hooves came from the middle of the mountain, and these angry horses had already galloped over the middle of the mountain, Duan Yu's voice sounded in everyone's ears as cold as breaking ice: "Set off ......%"

At the top of the mountain, someone answered in a low voice. Then, eleven black figures, dressed in snow-white coats, hugged their hands, feet, and heads, rolled on the spot, and then quickly rolled towards the mountain road, towards the bottom of the mountain.

Roll, roll.

Slide, slide down quickly.

These secret guards, who had prepared special equipment in advance, at this time, wearing special clothes, all shrank into a ball, like one huge snowball after another, and rolled down the hill one after another.

Snow, very thick, very thick.

Rocks, very hard, very hard.

Everyone's bones were slashed on the tip of the stone, and the pain that could almost crack the bones made everyone almost speechless.

However, the pain of re-entering the bones is not as good as the fear of the future, and these dark guards, who have a clear plan for every angle of the future, do not know at all whether they will follow the established trajectory towards the bottom of the mountain, or roll down the abyss on the left, and never see the light of day again.

Roll, roll, roll.

Turn, turn, turn.

Everyone imagines themselves as a snowball, falling down without power, angle, or perception.

At the bottom of the hillside, there was a loud scream, and someone was screaming, and he was directing the others to quickly retreat.

The speed of the angry horses was far less than the speed of the rolling of these dark guards, so when the horses had just arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the "snowballs" also rolled quickly.

As far as the horses could reach, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

The roar of the horses still resounded through the sky. Everywhere they went, snow flew and people hurried away. And those who could not avoid it fell miserably under the horse's hooves and became another unjust soul.

So, when the sound of "dodge, dodge" resounded through the heavens and the earth, those secret guards who were originally lying in ambush around the Ice Ridge Cave and were ready to ambush Yan Lingyu all scattered in panic, wanting to escape this unwarranted catastrophe.

At this moment, behind the horses, countless snowballs suddenly rolled down in succession.

Those snowballs were all covered with snow, and from far and near, they looked like small steamed buns with strange shapes.

Those snowball things are also very fast. They rolled swiftly over the snow and ice, and then, on a flat ground, they stopped, and they didn't move.

The guards who were dodging in all directions looked at these huge snowballs and were a little dumbfounded - is this a wonder of heaven and earth, or was it caused by these stupid horses?

However, there is no answer to this question, because when these secret guards saw the galloping horses coming quickly, and they wanted to dodge, those "snowballs" that followed suddenly burst.

The white snowball cracked, revealing dozens of black-clothed people in black suits, and in their hands, they even held long swords. Before the guards who were hiding in all directions had time to react, they had already moved their somewhat stiff wrists and rushed towards the guards with lightning speed.

Killing without any resistance is more like cutting vegetables with a big knife. In less than a moment's effort, most of the dozen or so secret guards who were still guarding the edge of the ice edge cave had already been killed.

Blood, staining the snow under his feet.

Blood, melted into the white beneath the feet. The shocking red, the shocking white, and the corpses lying straight across the snow became a terrifying sight.

It's not that no one is vigilant. However, their attention was still on the top of the mountain.

It's not that no one feels inappropriate, but they feel that the danger should be buried farther and farther away from them.

Not having time to react is the same as not having a reaction at all. As a result, these unresponsive secret guards have only one word to their end, and that is "death".

Seeing that it was almost there, Duan Yu whispered again: "Withdraw."

Everything pays attention to a "degree", and everything pays attention to moderation.

Now, the effect of their surprise attack has been achieved, so the next step left is to enter the cave and save Yan Lingyu.