The night is dark and the wind is high, and the cliffs are steep.

Lu Nianchou and Hong Lingbo were climbing at great speed, a gust of cold wind swept by, and the blood-red sword silk on the hilt of Hong Lingbo's back hunted in the wind.

"Senior brother, Master, she will definitely be fine, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Nianchou glanced at the dark night behind him, his eyes shining with a faint light.

It stands to reason that Li Mochou has been prepared for a long time, and everything is going according to plan, why is he so uneasy?

Especially now, there are bouts of heart palpitations.

"Don't worry, Master will be fine!"

After a few moments, the two finally climbed to the top of the cliff.

On top of the cliffs, the trees were thick, and the snow was still there, and it was very hard, and it looked colder and colder in the moonlight.

Lu Nianchou's eyes narrowed slightly, looking around.

Hong Lingbo was still a little uneasy at this time, and he muttered from time to time: "Do you say we should wait here for Master?" ”

The two of them spoke as they followed the retreat route that had been planned.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

As he was talking, Lu Nianchou suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and without thinking, he rushed hard, and the whole person flew out and flashed to the side.

Hong Lingbo also reacted at this time, and dodged to the side almost at the same time.

At this moment, only the sound of "poof" was heard, and it turned out to be a crossbow shot from the army, and an arrow was shot on the trunk of the tree, making a buzzing sound and shaking violently.

Immediately after this round of arrow rain, figures rose from the woods in all directions, rushing towards the location of Lu Nianchou and Hong Lingbo.

"Senior sister, I'm afraid we're going to have a bloody battle!"

Lu Nianchou's eyes froze, but at this time, he calmed down, the enemy obviously expected that they would evacuate, and had already laid a trap, waiting for them to get into it.

Since the two of them have sent so many people here, Li Mochou's situation over there is only afraid that it will be even worse.

"Break through, you must not be trapped here!"

Lu Nianchou's eyes flashed with Sen Han's murderous intent, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and his body took the initiative to pounce.

At this time, he had the three light body exercises of the Lu family, the Murong family and the ancient tomb sect, and his attainments in light skills became more and more exquisite, especially in this forest, which was very mysterious and unpredictable.

Hong Lingbo was shocked at this time, quickly drew his sword out of the sheath, followed Lu Nianchou's side, and killed it together.

She has been practicing the light gong of the ancient tomb sect for a much longer time than Lu Nianchou, and if it is only about light gong, it is better than it.

The two of them were running rapidly through the trees, only to see at least dozens of people surrounding them in all directions.

These people were all dressed in the uniform leather armor of the Mongol army, with scimitars at their waists and iron spears in their hands, and they were well-trained and very tacit in their movements, and they were clearly the elite of the Mongol army.

"Kill!"

The elite of these Mongolian troops quickly formed a battle formation and rushed straight up, in groups of ten, spilling a cold sword light.

Lu Nianchou snorted, performed a light exercise, and with the help of the big tree on the side, his body seemed to disappear out of thin air.

In the next moment, the silver knife light suddenly appeared, and when the sound of "poof" was heard, the three Mongolian elites let out a miserable scream.

Almost at the same time, Hong Lingbo's figure suddenly arrived, the long sword stabbed, only to hear a symphony of "poof", the two sides staggered, the sword light flashed, and the two people screamed, threw themselves on the ground, and died instantly.

Lu Nianchou and Hong Lingbo retreated as soon as they struck, their eyes swept over these people, and with just a momentary collision, five people died sideways, bleeding all over the ground, only the corpses with hot air were still convulsing.

"These two people are very strong in martial arts."

Those Mongolian elites were led by a commander of a thousand soldiers, his eyes were solemn, and he immediately judged that Hong Lingbo's martial arts were comparable to his own, but his light skills were much more exquisite than his own.

And Li Mochou's male disciple, the sword technique is even more terrifying, and just looking at it makes people feel palpitations.

Even if he was wearing iron armor, he felt a chill in his back.

"Let's go up and kill!" The Commander shouted.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding Mongolian elites pounced, the sword light flashed in front, and there were spear stabs in the rear, containing killing intent and making people frightened.

These people are the elite who fought on the battlefield, those swordsmen in front of them are pinned down head-on, and those in the rear are stabbed with spears, and as long as the enemy shows a flaw, they will be killed in an instant.

"Senior sister, you follow me."

"I'll clear the way!"

Lu Nianchou saw that there were swords and guns in all directions, flashing with a terrifying edge, he sneered, and pounced on it.

At the moment of staggering, the entire left arm seemed to suddenly expand in a circle, and the fierce force of the big monument wrestler set off a storm in the air.

"Not good!"

Before he could react, the knife flashed, the palm method was killed, and the "poof" sound was repeated, and suddenly five corpses were slashed, and blood flowed out one after another, staining the land red.

Lu Nianchou's sword technique has been completed, and his lethality has almost made a qualitative leap, which is not the same as before.

And his hard skills from outside the family made the fierce and domineering martial arts of the big monument wrestler be urged to the extreme.

And Hong Lingbo followed Lu Nianchou firmly, retreating backwards while pointing at the same time, as fast as a meteor.

The Mongol elite soldier who had been culled from the rear could not avoid it, screamed, fell out, and a trace of blood flowed out of his throat, killing him instantly.

At this time, other scimitars and spears rushed straight up, and in an instant, the Hong Ling wavelength sword struck seven times, pushing those blades apart, but it failed to hurt the enemy.

These Mongolian elites already knew that they were better at killing than ordinary soldiers, and after forming a battle array, it was extremely terrifying.

Martial arts people who have not practiced true qi encounter them, unless they can retreat in time, as long as they are surrounded, it will be difficult to survive at all.

And although Lu Nianchou's internal cultivation is almost the same as Hong Lingbo's, after the sword technique is completed, the lethality has almost improved by leaps and bounds.

His eyes were fierce, and the momentum on his body was incomparably terrifying, and he pounced on it, not afraid of the scimitar and spear in front of him.

I saw a flash of silver swordlight, and the head of the enemy in front of him was suddenly cut off, and blood splattered out.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a spear pierced through its heart, and its strength and time were invulnerable.

However, Lu Nianchou just shouted, and the internal force was agitated, and many external hard skills such as the Golden Bell Jar, the Iron Cloth Shirt, the Stone Body Skill, and the Iron Body Skill were exerted to the extreme.

"Die!"

He was slightly on one side, opened the tip of the spear with his left arm, and resisted the enemy three times, and then shouted angrily, slashing with the light of the knife.

The enemy did not expect him to use his body to carry the knife, and before he could react, five more people gushed blood like a spring, spurted out, fell on the snow, and died instantly.

His eyes were bloody, and he went straight into the depths of the forest.

"Thief! You're damned! ”

Seeing one after another robes who fought side by side on weekdays died like this, the commander's eyes suddenly turned red, and his anger rushed to his head, and his chest almost exploded.

He immediately rushed to block the enemy from the front, drew the long sword at his waist, and stabbed straight down.