Chapter 15: The Golden Flame
Yuan Qingshi cried and shouted to rush towards Xia Huang.
"Take Yuan Qingshi away and return to the Sword Pavilion. ”
Xia Huang's voice came out.
said to Zhou Xian.
Hearing this, Zhou Xian bit her lip, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she slashed at the back of Yuan Qingshi's neck with one palm, knocking her unconscious.
She knew that Xia Huang had made up his mind, and if they didn't leave, they rashly thought about facing the corpse hyena with Xia Huang, but they would become a burden to him.
"Let's go!"
Carrying Yuan Qingshi on his shoulders, Zhou Xian and the other three went to the other side.
There, there aren't too many dead hyenas.
"You must not be fine, we are waiting for you in the Sword Pavilion. ”
Before leaving, Zhou Xian glanced back at Xia Huang deeply, and whispered in her mouth.
Zhou Xian and the others fought their way out of the encirclement and gradually moved away.
In the woods, blood was all over the ground.
Xia Huang held the blood drink, and the dragon swirl sword roared and followed, reaping the lives of the corpse and the remnants of the hyenas, and everywhere he went, the roads were paved with blood, and the corpses of the corpses of the corpses of the corpses were everywhere.
The corpse hyenas pounced on them like a tide, fearless to death.
Xia Huang is like incarnating Shura to kill the gods.
Another sword slashed the corpse remnant hyena, Xia Huang spit out hot turbid breath from his mouth, and at this moment of fighting, he was already covered in blood, however, his eyes were still calm and bright.
The crazy killing did not sink Xia Huang's mind.
Xia Huang was always as calm as ever.
The sword qi rolled like a fallen leaf.
Chiba swordsmanship.
Then, like thunder, it landed.
Thunder swordsmanship.
Immediately after, the endless sword qi poured out like rain.
Drifting rain swordsmanship.
Dark Swordsmanship,
Fish Swordsmanship......
Xia Huang caused a change in swordsmanship.
At this moment, if there were a Sword Pavilion disciple present, seeing Xia Huang performing eighteen first-class swordsmanship like this, I don't know what kind of shock it would cause?
Whether it is practice or practice, Xia Huang's control of swordsmanship is like a textbook, changing in his heart, and he is extremely subtle in swordsmanship.
From time to time, corpse hyenas flew up.
From time to time, there was hot blood splattering.
From noon to dusk, from the woods to the cliffs.
Whoa!
The rubble cracked and fell, and Xia Huang was already standing on the edge of the cliff, standing suddenly, facing the corpse remnants of the hyenas that poured in like a tide.
The black-pressed corpse remnants of hyenas clustered on the cliff, forming an arc, staring at Xia Huang with their eyes.
From the woods to the cliffs, nearly ten miles, all the way is covered with the corpses of corpses and hyenas. Even the ferocious corpse hyena, facing this blood-stained young man at this moment, couldn't help but have a look of jealousy and horror in his eyes.
Putting the blood drink back into the sheath, Xia Huang stopped and stood.
Long Xuan hovered beside him, and roared loudly.
The cliff trembled.
The tide of corpse remnant hyenas roared wildly and rushed towards Xia Huang!
"If you want to find death, let it be done for you. ”
An indifferent voice rang out.
Xia Huang stands like a mountain, and the abyss is mountainous.
It seems that there is a sword intent hidden in the body, and it is hidden but not released.
Xia Huang grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, put his thumb against the scabbard, and pushed it violently, and the blood drank out of the sword for several inches.
As the blood was sheathed, the air around it suddenly became thicker, as if an invisible mountain range was pouring in.
Chuliu swordsmanship, Danshan!
This is a swordsmanship that Xia Huang practiced when he was the prince of the human race in his previous life.
The sword style, and even the combat skills that people generally say, also have many levels, which are roughly divided into techniques, techniques, methods, and Tao, and above the Tao, it is the legendary level, which is unknown. Each level is divided into four levels: primary, middle, first-class, and extreme.
The combat skills that can be promoted to the "law" are already extremely valuable existences in Furi Star. Like the Sword Pavilion, one of the top ten sects in Beijiazhou, there are only a few first-class swordsmanship, and some of them are just fragments, and they are all regarded as treasures.
It is true that with Xia Huang's current cultivation in the Xuanmai Realm, it is still difficult to exert the true power of the "Fa".
But only to kill the corpses of the hyenas,
Enough is enough!
As the blood drank out of the sheath, the invisible mountain range stretched like a dragon, like a moat, between Xia Huang and the corpse hyena.
Bang bang The heavy sword intent like a mountain is like an invisible meat grinder, crushing the corpses and hyenas that rush wildly, and the broken blood, minced meat, and broken bones are scattered in all directions.
"Woo woo ......"
The roar turned into a whine, and in the face of the shredded flesh and wreckage scattered all over the ground, the ferocious corpse remnant hyena was finally killed, whimpering and pushing, not daring to step forward. There were also several corpse hyenas, with their tails between their legs, turning around and fleeing in panic.
His gaze swept over the corpse hyena, a sneer drew at the corner of his lips, Xia Huang faced the corpse hyena, leaned back, and fell backwards.
At the bottom of the cliff is a pond.
The remaining dozens of corpse remnant hyenas whimpered and ran to the edge of the cliff, looked at the pond below, and did not chase Xia Huang after all.
They were already tired of water, and more importantly, along the way, Xia Huang had really killed too many of their companions, and the sword intent of Danshan was more like a mountain peak, crushing the will of the corpse remnants of the hyenas. The ferocious nature can no longer drive them to pursue desperately.
The corpse hyena licked its wounds and dispersed in twos and threes.
Only blood, shredded flesh, and corpses were left behind.
Poof!
Xia Huang fell into the pond.
"It's finally over!"
Feeling the coolness of the water surface and the calm around him, Xia Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, and he couldn't suppress it anymore in his heart, and a sense of relief emerged.
Continuous fierce battles, fighting, and killing, and forcibly performing the Danshan sword technique, even if it is iron, it is all to the limit. At this moment, Xia Huang didn't want to think about anything anymore, and let his body sink in the water.
The cool water flows like a gentle hand, swimming in all directions, making people feel calm.
Xia Huang's body slowly sank to the bottom of the pond.
The eyes are slightly closed.
"Gollum ......"
As if after the alternation of years, Xia Huang let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and stroked his arms lightly, heading upstream.
Well?
Just as he was heading upstream, Xia Huang's eyes suddenly froze and threw himself at a stone wall somewhere in the pond.
I saw that between the stone walls, a golden yellow grass floated and wandered, the whole body was like gold casting, exuding a brilliant luster, reflecting the surrounding water flow, all colorful, brilliant and dazzling.
With a slight movement in his heart, Xia Huang swam over.
"This is not grass planting!"
Swimming closer, Xia Huang suddenly found that this was not a grass plant at all, but a wisp.
Flames!
Golden Flame.
This flame, as if there was a spirit, seemed to feel Xia Huang's arrival, trembled suddenly, broke out of the cliff, like an arrow, turned into a bright streamer, and galloped towards Xia Huang!
As the golden flame galloped, the surrounding water flowed silently and annihilated, drawing a vacuum trail, and at this moment, it seemed that time and space were frozen and frozen.
The change happened too suddenly, and Xia Huang didn't have time to react at all!