Chapter 211: The Fight in the Cave
The sudden change came too suddenly, there was no time to observe the situation in the acupoint, and at the same time as the stone gate fell, there were two sounds of breaking the wind, Luo Jinghong walked in front, heard the sound of the sword, the purple electric sword flashed, and the cold light reflected but saw two figures swinging the sword head-on, and it was too late to dodge the block, and the two sharp sword rays slashed diagonally from left to right, and the skin could feel the murderous aura and body of Senran, faintly painful......
Whoosh!
Behind him, there was a sudden sound of two beams of strength breaking through the air, and Lu Suifeng popped out two finger winds at the right time, accurately hitting the wrists of the two figures holding the sword, causing the long sword that had been slashed down to rise upward.
Under the light and shadow of the sword qi, four other figures were faintly visible, and there were four other figures clinging to the corner of the cave wall, each holding a bowl with a thick mouth in his hand.
"Flash!" Lu shouted softly with the wind, and Luo Jinghong heard the slight sound, and a puff of blue poisonous needles burst out of the barrel in the hands of the four people at the same time, the hole was narrow, and there was nowhere to dodge in the face of the poisonous needles pouring out like rain, so he could only watch himself being shot into a honeycomb, and his seven orifices bleed to death. I have always felt so close to death, and my desire for life is so strong. finally had so many good brothers and sisters, and they got together in a hurry, and before they had time to say "thank you!" they were separated by yin and yang in a hurry, and there was too much unwillingness in my heart...... He sighed sadly and slowly lowered his eyes.
A gust of wind suddenly rose, whistling and deafening, the acupuncture points swirled and swept, and the poisonous needles in the sky suddenly disappeared. How could there be such a strong hurricane in this closed cave, the four people in the darkness were just thinking, and suddenly saw a needle shadow flickering in front of them, and the next moment, they all felt that there were thousands of holes in their bodies, and then, they lost their consciousness, and their consciousness gradually dissipated.
Luo Jinghong subconsciously opened his eyes, and happened to see the four of them falling crookedly. I didn't even die? I couldn't help but want to scream loudly; Damn!
Lu Suifeng has the ability to see things at night, and the moment the stone gate falls, he can see the situation in the cave, and he could have cleared all the dangers in the first time, but he just wanted to make Luo Jinghong as much as possible to be more strained, and have a deep experience of nine deaths.
There is no word "thanks" between brothers, and that gratitude is immortal in the bottom of my heart.
Luo Jinghong wiped a handful of sweat forced out by death on his forehead, the first thing that came to mind was the situation of several other groups of people, under this kind of violent attack without warning, every second would kill people, he had just returned from the edge of hell, and he was very worried about whether others had encountered a similar situation.
"Young master, they'll be fine!" Luo Jinghong slapped himself, he was really shocked, he couldn't even speak, he was the most disadvantaged of his brothers and sisters, he couldn't question the ability of others, he must firmly believe that they were in danger and safe.
Lu Suifeng did not respond to his question, and he could not see the change in his expression in the darkness, he could only see a vague figure walking to the stone gate, and then he heard a rumbling sound of the stone gate activating. Then, there was a sharp whistling sound, and when Lu Suifeng and the others walked out of the side cave, a large number of gray-clothed masked people suddenly emerged from nowhere in the originally empty cave, no less than a hundred people.
There were four silver-clothed masked people holding a golden chair of animal skin out of the crowd, slowly placed in the center, the golden light flashed, and a golden-clothed masked man suddenly sat on the golden chair.
The stone doors of several other acupuncture points rumbled open one after another, and Yun Wuya walked out with a cold face, Ouyang Mingyue's sideburns behind him were a little scattered, and the murderous aura in his eyes was not gone. Ziyan and Qingfeng, the two daughters, looked calm and clear, but there was a cold murderous intent in their expressions. The fat man Ouyang Wuji kept dusting off his clothes, chattering in his mouth, I don't know what he was muttering? Yun Wuying behind him was holding a long sword, and blood slipped from the blade of the sword all the way. Uncle Fu looked a little embarrassed, there were several big cuts on his robe, his hair was unkempt, his face was a little gray due to extreme annoyance, and Long Fei, who was following behind, was even more bloody, and there were still a few blood stains on his face, obviously it was bloody and violent to tear people apart, and the nature of the demon beast was crazy.
Everyone did not gather in one place, each standing quietly beside the side hole, so their eyes were cast on the gold-clothed man sitting in the center, although he could not see the true face and age of the other party clearly with his face covered, but the aura exuded from his body was full of cold and cold coercion, which made people unconsciously want to avoid it and stay away.
The empty cave suddenly revealed these many people, but it was silent, so quiet that it could be heard falling pins. A kind of dead silence before the eruption of the volcano is so oppressive that people feel tightness in their chests and breathless, and even breathing is not smooth.
"Which of you is the one who can call the shots!" said a silver-clad masked man beside the man in gold, and the sound waves rolled, causing the stone walls to hum and tremble around them.
"What a roar! You don't have a hearing problem, but the world is just like you, and you are deaf and can't hear. Qingfeng snorted coldly with disdain, "What kind of score does a Xuandan Realm high-level pose, will this aunt be scared to climb down with a wolf howl?" "You...... Little girl film...... Do you have the right to speak? If you dare to talk more, you will cut off the tip of your tongue. The silver-clothed man exclaimed, exasperated.
"Yes, with your stupid hat, this girl can make you a real eyeless with a wave of her sleeves. If you don't want to give it a try!" Qingfeng crossed Xiao Man's waist and put on a provocative posture.
Lu Suifeng watched with cold eyes, and did not stop this phoenix's Zhang Yang's provocative behavior, if he didn't fight seriously, the law code that came to talk? The identity of this gold-clothed man must be a pivotal figure in the Black Evil Pavilion, he is used to being strong, his eyes are above the top, he thinks that he has the advantage of the number of people around him, and there are countless strong masters, and he wants to shock the opponent's mind with absolute power, so that he is cowardly without a fight, and finally becomes a fish on the anvil.
Everyone can play the abacus, and each one counts his own account. In a word, you can only talk about it if you have beaten it. The party that was hurt naturally lacked confidence, and no longer dared to speak with a little amplified voice, the reality was so ruthless and harsh, and there was no choice.
Everyone will be angered by this brutal phoenix, and the silver-clothed man will naturally not be an exception, and his eyes will be angry and want to breathe fire, but with the gold-clothed man here, it is not his turn to call the commander who makes his own decisions, pointing fingers. But seeing that the man in gold made a gesture that only the man in silver could understand at the right time, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes under the mask.
The silver-clothed man nodded understandingly, forcibly suppressed the anger rushing in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Wait for you a chance, five people from each side will fight alone, if you win all five battles, I will let you and the others leave unscathed and unharmed today." If one of them fails, this is your eternal grave. "Such an unfair opportunity, no one even questioned and protested, the pigs know that this is a pit, I wonder if this group of people have tested their IQ? Just, what if they know? Do you want the other party to fill in the hole, idiot! There is no so-called "fairness" in this world, why do you shout, raise your sleeves and show off your trembling muscles, you are qualified to have the final say, and finally become the rule-maker.
Qingfeng suddenly sighed like a resentful woman, and said to the silver-clothed man faintly: "You have missed the sky, there is still this girl's drama and singing, and you can only be a quiet spectator on the side." The silver-clothed man didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words at all, and he was not in the mood to figure it out, so he was blindly entangled with a little girl for no reason. What he cares about is whether the other party has the courage to take on this battle that sounds like a loser or a win, and until this moment he still doesn't know who in this group has the final say, the old one is silent, and the young one doesn't speak, which is extremely depressing.
No one speaks and responds does not mean that no one dares to come out, sometimes it is really redundant to speak, a look, a casual gesture can tell you many things, such as someone at this moment walked out step by step, enough to answer all the questions in your heart.
This man is very young, definitely not in his twenties, this man is cool, because he looks very cold, and there is no emotion on his face, it only makes you think of the snow in the harsh winter, and you can't help but shiver.
That's right! Yun Wuya was like an unsheathed sword at this time, his whole body was so cold that it was chilling, and the temperature around him was also dropping rapidly.
The silver-clothed man couldn't help but shudder, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he stabilized his mind, raised his hand and waved, and a gray-clothed masked man suddenly came out of the crowd, his steps were so light that he seemed to have not fallen to the ground at all, and the wind floated out, ten meters away from Yun Wuyan, his body kept swaying up and down, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his figure seemed very vague and indistinguishable.
"Monster-level killer!" Yun Wuya said lightly, no matter how the other party moved, Yun Wuya could still clearly distinguish the words on the black waist tag hanging from his waist at a glance.
"Tsk, good eyesight, but still inevitably die. It's been a long time since you made a move, and you died unjustly!"
"Really, didn't you think that it might be you today?" Yun Wuya's voice was cold, which also made the other party very uncomfortable.
"I don't like the breath on you, so your death will be ugly. "Someone once said something similar, but he was lying in the grave and reflecting on what was wrong with this sentence?" "I heard this from a dying man, and you were only copying his story. Yun Wuya usually doesn't talk much, but at this time, it is not a simple conversation, but a kind of alternative Yaoyi, lip to tongue, pure fierce battle between minds, mental failure, mental dissipation, and low momentum; "Oh, why don't I think? Tell me, I promise to make your death easier. "Wei said very seriously, the killer is ruthless, but he is very trustworthy and never promises anything easily.