Chapter Seventy-Eight: Escape!
Zhao Laolan and his entourage, who were hiding on the high ground, saw what can be said to be the most incredible scene in their lives at this time, and their whole bodies trembled-
The young warrior alone charged towards the cavalry camp and the convoy of horses that had suddenly turned into a killing situation.
Against the backdrop of countless fierce knights, a person seems so small. It was as if the earth layer that was rushing and shaking by the group of horsemen could knock him down.
However, at the moment when the galloping cavalry covered up the thin figure, the moment when countless iron hooves could almost trample him to death, the camp of the cavalry charge suddenly broke out into unprecedented chaos.
The situation changed, and the young man was rushing left and right in the cavalry group, jumping up and down, and everywhere he passed, he kept bouncing with his strength, and the corresponding cavalry team was also adjusting, constantly preparing to expand the encirclement, trying to encircle it, in return for the intolerable humiliation in their bones, but often in vain. The young cultivator, still with his unpredictable body method, marched steadily in a parabola, approaching the wind-blown carriage at high speed, and this scene of the chaotic army taking the enemy's head directly from it made anyone who saw it would have a surge of blood in their brains and could not believe it.
There are many things in reality that are beyond imagination and unbelievable, but often they just happen.
Facing Yang Ze, who broke through, the Xuantie Dragon Spear that was blown by the wind and snow across the entire frosty soil came to his hand at some point. Hold tight, for him there is no way back. For him and his people, there was no way out.
The eagle-eyed old man in the carriage still didn't move. Everything went according to their plan. Yang Ze's sixth-order spirit weapon, as well as the sword intent he knew, was his strongest combat power, so the first thing they wanted to restrain in their plan was his combat power. Once Yang Ze was able to get close to the carriage, what awaited him was the wind-blown Xuantie Dragon Lance.
As early as the time of the Star Picking Tower, the sixth-order spirit soldier created by the Wind Blowing Snow and gathering the power of the Frost Country showed the ability to compete with Yang Ze's sixth-order spirit weapon, and Yang Ze's sword intent was not too much of a threat to the Wind Blowing Snow who held the sixth-order spirit weapon in his hand! So when attacking head-on, Wind Blowing Snow only needed to entangle Yang Ze.
Once Yang Ze's strongest combat power is contained, it will be the best time for the two strong men, the Eagle Eye Old Man and the Crazy Sword Ji Xiaofeng, to make a move. They will attack Yang Ze's back, which Yang Ze can't defend back from, with a fifth-order spirit weapon from behind.
Since ancient times, as long as you are a human being, whether you are a practitioner or not, you have the most vulnerable place behind it. They won't give Yang a chance to go head-to-head head-on. This was an attack in the first place, and it was not a matter of being able to spare his life, because it was almost impossible for a cultivator of this level to spare his hands in a confrontation.
Xuanyuan Mantis Heaven was entangled by the four strong men, and the earth shook with a burst of energy, revealing a difficult and bitter battle. Yang Ze was sweeping forward, and his flaw was to take down the wind and snow. Wind blowing snow took advantage of this flaw to use his body as bait to lay down this killing game, in order to be at this moment.
Zhao Laosan, who had been watching this scene on the high slope, was so nervous that the five fingers of his hands were so tense that they were deeply inserted into the soil at this moment.
To break through from the frantic encirclement and protection of hundreds of horsemen to capture a strong man at the peak of Tianxuan, what kind of madman is in front of them?
As far as they could see, Yang Ze stepped on the back of a cavalryman, and the knight and his horse collapsed to the ground, splashing countless dust. And he was in the dust and smoke, like cannonballs, through countless arrows rain to the wind and snow.
"Your life is at stake!"
The spear of the wind blowing the snow shook into a line of white mang, and Peng shook off countless white smoke with a bang, and stabbed towards Yang Ze in mid-air.
The roof of the carriage was completely lifted off, and a white light rushed up angrily until it flew into the air at a very fast speed, and then it shook and folded, and the flying sword from the eagle-eyed old man in the carriage slammed into Yang Ze's back from behind...,
At the same time, the attendant who had been holding the reins of the horse under the carriage suddenly flicked his hat, and the surface of a cloth bag behind him was shining with a translucent light, and he reached into the cloth bag with his backhand, and then pulled out two slightly curved double blades from it.
This person Yang Ze would not be a stranger, because at the beginning, outside the Qingmu Fort of the Tang Empire, among the cultivators who assassinated Queen Qingping, only one person was left to escape, and the masked double swordsman at that time was also integrated with the strong man who suddenly appeared in front of him. Yang Ze didn't know this face, but he knew these eyes, these eyes were full of yin and viciousness. He could never forget the cruelty that he had stared at them for the last time in the dark.
At that time, in Aoki Castle, the initiator behind the assassination of Princess Qingping suddenly had the clearest direction at this time. However, it was too late, and the assassins calculated such a situation and deliberately designed such a situation. Because when there is no way to avoid fighting Yang Ze head-on, what can really hit people is not the outside, but the heart.
The appearance of the double knife Ji Xiaofeng was to give Yang Ze a hard blow to the heart, and his mind only needed to have a trace of flaws and shock at this most critical moment of life and death, and it was enough.
Ji Xiaofeng's double blades were in his hands, and his body turned around like a tornado out of thin air at this moment to come behind Yang Ze, attacking a gust of gray wind, and the double blades aimed at the left and right sides of Yang Ze's back and double ribs, and inserted it. His eyes are still ruthless, but in this vicious and vicious, there is absolute calm. There was no joy, anger or sorrow, only when the two double knives in his hand stabbed into Yang Ze's body from behind from left and right, and crossed through his skeleton, his eyes would reveal bloodthirsty flames.
On the front is a full blow of wind blowing snow. The wind and snow did not retain the slightest at this moment. It was a shot that represented the fate of him and his people. It may go down in history in the future, but today, he must make history and stab this shot calmly and perfectly.
Under this shot, all of Yang Ze's retreats and directions were locked, no matter how he used his exquisite technique, even if he could avoid this shot, his limit would follow!
The flying sword and double blades behind him were also glowing with a poisonous cold glow at this moment, infinitely close to Yang Ze's vest.
Everything is like it's impossible. It was as if it was going to end at this moment. But Yang Ze moved.
His movements had long been expected by the wind blowing snow and others, and the rabbits that had cut off the skin would kick their feet, and the fish that had been cut by the cutting board would also jump. Yang Ze's dying struggle was also expected by them. So the corners of their mouths overflowed with a sneer.
"If you are in a dead end, you will definitely die! There is no need to struggle!" The old man in the carriage holding the sword trick in his hand suddenly opened his eagle eyes. Shows his ability to rise to the top.
"Send you back to the West!"
There are many ways to be surprised. For example, one day you were reading under a tree with a scroll in your hand, and suddenly a fruit fell on your head. Or just as you can't put it down, an out-of-orbit meteor falls above your head and hits you on the head impartially. Or accidentally fall off the cliff, but find the mastery from the cave, and then go out of the mountain to kill the Quartet.
In short, the surprise for the wind blowing snow everyone at the moment was that Yang Ze did not pull out the sixth-order spirit soldier behind him with his backhand in the face of his shot, but only made the simplest action. He raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the gun.
He grabbed the tip of the gun.
Feng Feng Xue couldn't believe that he had grabbed the tip of the sixth-order spirit weapon like this! The true strength of the tip of his spear was enough to shock anyone who dared to grab it with his bare hands into blood foam! But Yang Ze did just that!
His hand was raised and advanced. As it progressed, one hand was filled with an incomparably transparent white mist. In that kind of mist, it seems that there are countless snow-bright electric hairsprings, looming, and there are thousands of ...,
And then grabbed the tip of the gun!
At the same time, Yang Ze's other hand suddenly clenched into a fist. Gu Hao behind him jumped up, emitting an incomparably bright light, and under the traction of his divine sense qi, he slashed the eagle-eyed old man's flying sword left and right, as well as the assassin Ji Xiaofeng's double blades!
The moment the tip of the spear was suddenly caught by Yang Ze, the wind and snow seemed to feel a thousand huge waves, which were slamming towards him one after another, just like a million storms, striking in an instant!
"Artistic conception!" the wind blew the snow, and the heart shook violently, and the mouth was bloody. The wooden planks of the carriage on which the whole person stood were cracked inch by inch!
At the same time, Yang Ze's Gu Hao, one up and down, slashed the flying sword that attacked the plate on his back, and Ji Xiaofeng's double knife that captured the plate.
The flying sword and the double blade are both fifth-order spiritual weapons prepared for Yang Ze. In the original plan, Yang Ze was too busy to deal with the wind and snow of the peak blow, and the attack of the two fifth-order spirit weapons was completely crushing, and it was completely slaughtering!
However, what Yang Ze used to resist was not to protect the body. It's a sixth-order spirit soldier Gu Hao!
Boom! The flying sword was slammed into by Gu Hao, and under the crushing of the huge force, it suddenly collapsed! An astonishing spiritual explosion that was unstable when the fifth-order blade was destroyed erupted!
Gu Hao immediately hit Ji Xiaofeng's double blades, and the previous wave of close-range spiritual explosions was extremely dazzling, and half of Ji Xiaofeng's face was instantly lifted away, and then Gu Hao split his double blades and slashed past his face.
The damage to the eagle-eyed old man's flying sword also caused his divine sense tied to the flying sword to be severely damaged, "Poof!" spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Then he saw the wind and snow fall upside down into the carriage.
He was followed by Yang Ze, who was swept away by the blast wave of the spiritual explosion, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, obviously resisting the three powerhouses at this moment, and he also paid a lot of price! But more importantly, there was a transcendent indifference in those eyes.
The eagle-eyed old man's whole body trembled at this moment, and he discovered for the first time that even if they arranged it like this, they still underestimated the strong enemy in front of him, and he actually had another artistic conception! Moreover, this artistic conception was actually even more powerful than the sword intent he had used before! It was so powerful that he could actually use his bare hands to catch the full force of the wind and snow!
At this time, with the wind blowing and snow flying upside down in the explosion of countless sawdust energy, there was only a kind of shock and emptiness in his eyes! He couldn't accept the facts in front of him, let alone this cruel result. A Da Ye Shizi who was chased and killed in the earth sea, who was just barely stepping into the threshold of Tianxuan, knocked him down in the Star Picking Tower, and now he broke out in this mortal situation against him, and defeated them with an artistic conception that he didn't know when!
The biggest tragedy of the clash of masters is the blow to its momentum. Some people lose to a person once, and no matter how they enter the country after that, they will have a shadow in their hearts, and they will never be that person's opponent, unless one day, they can wash this haze in blood!
And the blow just now. He thought to himself that his momentum was at its peak, and it was the most perfect blow. Faced with Yang Ze's artistic conception, his heart was shocked. Only then did he realize that he had been defeated completely. The confrontation with artistic conception is, to a large extent, the confrontation of divine consciousness. When he and Yang Ze clashed at the moment when the external artistic conception had never been revealed, his divine consciousness completely collapsed and retreated in the face of the storm-like stacked artistic conception!
He is such a proud Drift Frost No. 1 general Wind Snow, a high-ranking existence in the Drift Frost Country. But at this moment, all his honor, disgrace and pride were so completely defeated!
The wind and snow took advantage of the defeat, kicked the ground with his feet, and then jumped out of the carriage. At this moment, all he had to do was have only one thought in his mind: "That is, escape!"
The farther you run, the better!
He must not be caught by Yang Ze! It is impossible for him to go back to the Great Ye Country with him, it is not only the Flowing Frost Country that will shake like that, but it is more likely to involve the situation of the Orthodox Sect, the Gaowen Empire and other half of the continent!
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(To be continued.)