Section 12 Fierce Fighting in the Valley
The three of them went down the mountain along the way, and soon turned to Luoxia Gully, and in the valley, Lin Feng really saw the chaos of rocks all over the ground and the huge pulse array. Ye Shaoqi said: "The last time we came to investigate, there was too much movement, I'm afraid that they have already taken precautions, everyone should be careful from now on." He Yunli nodded, and recited the incantation, Lin Feng suddenly felt as if a faint five-colored light was floating around him. Ye Shaoqi took out the long sword and took it, and the air around the sword body seemed to be boiling, groaning.
After reciting the mantra, Heyun Li took out his weapon from the neck of Yingluo. It was a pair of strangely shaped daggers, the length of the palm, the whole body was tender green, the front end was curled into a circle the size of a copper coin, and the rear handle had a crescent-shaped retainer, each inlaid with a black stone. Lin Feng couldn't see the usefulness of this weapon, so he pressed the pistol pinned to his waist, tightened the pistol in his hand, and followed the two of them forward carefully.
The three of them walked forward for a few dozen meters, and they saw a steep mountain wall, and He Yunli said: "They will be here, after everyone is ready, please ask Brother Ye to attack here with all his strength!" The three of them then checked their weapons and put their spirits in order. Ye Shaoqi stepped forward and went to the bottom of the mountain wall, the sword qi in his hand was already visible to the naked eye, and the sword qi condensed into a two-meter sword, "Heavy sword style!" Ye Shaoqi shouted loudly and struggled to slash towards the mountain wall. Listening to the loud sound of the bell, the whole valley trembled, Ye Shaoqi slashed three swords in a row, and a big hole was broken in the mountain wall, and the hole was like another world, it was actually a bright sun and shady plants.
The three of them broke into the hole, and it was indeed a forest, and a dozen or so yellow-clothed men in charge of guarding were watching them in horror. Ye Shaoqi didn't say anything, he rushed directly into the crowd, his sword fell, and he instantly stabbed down the three people, everyone shouted, raised their scimitars and slashed at Ye Shaoqi, Lin Feng and He Yunli took advantage of the chaos to put down a few more people from behind, and the rest of them saw that the situation was not good, so they ran away, and were caught up by Ye Shaoqi in a few steps, and where could they parry in a hurry, and they were all put to the ground.
He Yunli pointed to the south of the woods, and the three of them looked for their way, and met more than three or five roadblockers on the way, and they all cleaned up one by one, and soon came to a flat meadow, where a large tent was supported, and there were two bright red mandala flowers on the left and right doors of the tent.
He Yunli said: "Jiu'er is inside, I came to investigate that day, and I was discovered by the people in this tent." ”
Ye Shaoqi killed well, and said: "I don't think there are any masters left, let's rush in and rescue Jiu'er!"
Lin Feng said: "It is impossible that there is no one here, be careful that there is an ambush." ”
Ye Shaoqi said: "Then I'll split the tent and see if they can't get out." ”
He Yunli hurriedly said: "No, what if you hurt Jiu'er!"
"Ahaha... Joke joke!" Ye Shaoqi said: "Then what should I do?"
As he spoke, dozens of sword lights burst out from the tent.
"Sword Style!" Ye Shaoqi shouted tightly, shook off his body and swept away all the dozens of swords.
"Count you wise. With a deep male voice, dozens of figures rushed out of the tent, which shrunk into a cloth bag and flew into the hands of a man. The man was around forty years old, with a scar the size of a slap on the left side of his face, and his left eye had no eyeball, but a blue bead, but he could turn it at will.
The man looked at Lin Feng and said, "Who are you, you can actually break the mirage bell." ”
Ye Shaoqi said: "Don't ask us, I will scare you to death if I say it." Who are you, why did you catch the Nine Lives Spirit Cat, and what is that pulse array, tell me honestly, Uncle Ben can spare your life!"
The man said angrily: "Destroy my spiritual weapon, hurt my sect members, and speak wildly, even if you are punished by Lord Refining Star, I will take your life today!" As he spoke, dozens of sword lights flew out, and Ye Shaoqi hurriedly stepped forward and fought with those sword lights.
The rest of the yellow-clothed people shouted, rushing straight to Lin Feng and Crane Cloud. Crane Yunli was not afraid, his hands were hanging at his sides, and he lowered his head to recite the incantation, and then the two black stones on the dagger flashed with colorful light. He Yunli waved his arms, and from the round front of the dagger, two golden clouds and mist rotated, and the clouds and mist shrouded everyone, and then there were more than a dozen lightning bolts splitting out, the lightning did not divide the number of paths, but it was just chaotic, but when it was about to split on Lin Feng and He Yunli, there were colorful lights flashing around the two of them, and the lightning was refracted and split to other places. After the people in yellow were knocked down by more than a dozen people, they didn't dare to come closer, jumping out of the range of clouds and mist, but surrounded them from a distance.
Seeing that his subordinates couldn't get close to the three of them, the scar leader took out a transparent crystal bottle with a length and width of two fingers, a round belly and a long neck, and a magma-like fiery red liquid flowing endlessly from the bottle. The leader turned the bottle downward, and the liquid flowed out one by one, and each drop turned into a firebird that fluttered up and slammed into the trio.
Ye Shaoqi forced the sword qi around the sword body, fighting with the dozens of flying swords while hitting the firebird. He Yunli danced the dagger again, and the round end of the dagger shot out a small golden grid, blocking countless firebirds. Lin Feng also pulled the slingshot, but looked at the two who missed it and shot it down.
At this time, the crystal bottle has been sacrificed by the man in the air, and after those firebirds are shot to the ground, they turn into a cloud of red smoke and inhale into the bottle, and so on, and the cycle is endless.
The scarred man couldn't attack for a long time, and he couldn't help but get anxious while being surprised, and desperately urged the arterial spirit to the fire bottle, and the firebirds became bigger and bigger, and the number became more and more numerous, flying all over the sky, wrapping the three of them tightly, but fortunately, the crane clouds relied on the power of obsidian, and the clouds and lightning were also impermeable.
He Yunli saw that the man was attacking very quickly but was unprepared, so he summoned Lin Feng and said: "Brother Lin, you try to break that bottle with all your strength, once the bottle is destroyed, its technique will be broken, and the pulse spirit will be damaged suddenly, and you will definitely suffer internal injuries." ”
Lin Fengzheng was anxious to help, and when he heard He Yunli say this, his heart lit up, so he secretly adjusted his position, slowly approached the bottle, and then concentrated his consciousness to pull it with all his might. The Li Yu in his hand felt the master's intentions, the blue light flashed, and with an impartial blow, the bottle exploded with a bang, and the firebirds in the sky suddenly scattered into thousands of sparks.
The scarred man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, and the dozens of flying swords also flew back into his sleeve, but if you looked closely, it was an iron bucket with dozens of iron sticks inserted in it. Seeing that the leader had fallen, the people in yellow desperately stepped forward to save him, Ye Shaoqi stepped forward quickly, and put his sword against the leader's throat and drank everyone back.
The man said hatefully: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, there would be such a strong pulse spirit, and the old man was anxious and careless." ”
Ye Shaoqi said: "I know that Uncle Ben is powerful, tell me quickly, where is the Nine Lives Spirit Cat?"
The man said: "Since he lost to a few boys, the old man has no face to see Lord Lianxing again, he just wants to die quickly!"
Seeing him say this, He Yunli put away the dagger, pinched it with both hands, and said with joy on his face after a while: "Jiu'er is still here!" So he stepped forward, took out the cloth bag from his bosom, and carried the pulse spirit, and the cloth bag became a tent again. Entering the tent, there is a flag hanging in the middle with a purple birdcage on it. He Yunli grabbed the bird cage with both hands, and actually grabbed it from the flag, and locked an object in the cage, He Yunli shouted with joy: "Jiu'er, you are really here!"
When Lin Feng heard that he had found the Nine Lives Spirit Cat, he hurriedly went to see it, but he was surprised without thinking about it. He always thought that the nine-life civet cat was a nine-tailed, snow-white, light and dexterous, and energetic spiritual creature, but found that the thing actually looked like a bee monkey, with a pair of big round eyes, cute and cute without blinking, four little short legs stretched out lazily, brown-gray hair, a big squirrel-like tail, two fist-sized ears, each with nine circles of white fluff, like annual rings. This thing is the nine-life spirit cat, Lin Feng couldn't believe his eyes, but when he saw He Yunli holding the cage and shouting Jiu'er excitedly, there was no doubt that it was the nine-life spirit cat.
The scarred man saw that he had rescued the Nine Lives Spirit Cat, and then he showed a frightened look, and said in a lost voice: "How do you know it's there!"
He Yunli said happily: "I have a sense of spiritual skill, and after sensing Jiu'er just now, she told me." As he spoke, the purple cage bloomed from top to bottom like a flower. He Yunli picked up the Nine Lives Spirit Cat from the cage, stroked it a few times lovingly, put it on the ground again, and said softly: "You go back first, I'll go back later." The cat nodded slightly, and the yellow light flickered, and it ran out more than ten meters away. Lin Feng's eyes fell off, this little short leg can run so fast, it is worthy of a civet cat.
Suddenly, a man's voice in the air said, "Return!", and the purple birdcage turned into a ball of purple light and shot into the air, and then heard the voice say: "Close!". The nine-life spirit cat that had just escaped squeaked and was sucked into the purple cage again. Only then did everyone look up and see the person who came, around thirty years old, also in yellow clothes and black sleeves, a scarlet cloak dancing whirringly, with a face like white jade, slanted eyebrows and thin mouth, full of momentum like a heavenly general, a pair of ruby-like eyes looked at everyone with a smile.