Chapter 103: Flames Soaring to the Sky (One Update, Ask for Recommendation Votes Collection)

Cui Yu looked at the Xuanbing Gate, a group of Xuanbing Gate disciples walked out of the camp, and then quickly rushed into the mountains and forests and disappeared, Cui Yu was a little incredulous. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the past two days, these Xuanbing Sect disciples have been killed by him, and Cui Yu doesn't know where they still have the courage to come out and find trouble for themselves.

secretly remembered the direction of the route these people went out in his heart, and then did not immediately chase after him, Cui Yu did not believe that they dared to go out to die without any backhand.

Sure enough, it was getting late, and from the camp, an old man of fifty or sixty walked out, looking at him walking in this wind and snow, his whole body was amazing, and even the snowflakes in the sky automatically dispersed, and in this heavy snow, the old man did not have half a snowflake on his body.

Cui Yu narrowed his eyes and hurriedly retracted his gaze, this was a martial artist who refined and refined qi.

This kind of martial artist, with bright ears and eyes, has a particularly sensitive feeling, and Cui Yu is afraid that his eyes will attract his attention.

However, the old man did not notice him, but strolled into the jungle.

When the old man disappeared, Cui Yu refocused his gaze on the camp of the Xuanbing Sect disciples.

Cui Yu now finally understands why these Xuanbing Sect disciples dare to enter the mountains and forests, but if they think that such a simple trap can let themselves fall into the net, they are too underestimating themselves.

After waiting for about an hour, Cui Yu changed into the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanbing Sect, and as soon as his body moved, he entered their camp, and his strange body was like a ghost under the cover of the heavy snow.

Listening to the conversations of some Xuanbing Sect disciples, Cui Yu could hardly believe his ears.

In this huge camp, there is not even a single disciple of the innate realm, all of them are outer disciples below the congenital realm.

And more than ten innate martial artists were all sent out by the elders of the Xuanbing Sect, what a big heart.

However, Cui Yu is not in a hurry for the time being, these nearly a thousand disciples, if Cui Yu kills him, how can he spend a majestic internal force, if the Xuanbingmen elder comes back too quickly and blocks Cui Yu at the door, Cui Yu will cry.

Therefore, Cui Yu did not plan to kill all these disciples today, but if he just let go of such a good opportunity, Cui Yu himself would not forgive himself.

Searching all the way, Cui Yu finally found what he was looking for in a huge camp.

Looking at the spirits in the whole tent, Cui Yu was speechless for a while, he originally thought that it would be good to find so many jars of spirits, but he never expected that he would find so many.

You're here to hunt me down, well, as if you're on a safari or a hunting outing, and you've brought so many spirits to enjoy.

Indeed, if the heavens want to destroy it, they must first make it mad.

Then Cui Yu began to work on his big plan.

Almost a few particularly large tents were buried by Cui Yu with snow for several jars of spirits, and then found a bow and arrow, carried dozens of arrows on his back, and left here.

In the woods, Cui Yu looked at Dazhai where there were almost no human figures, and at the same time wrapped pieces of torn cloth around the arrows, waiting for the twilight to come.

In the mountain, the disciples of the Xuanbing Sect, divided into several batches, sat around the bonfire one by one in fear, holding the blade in their hands from time to time, and they jumped up one by one in fright.

Sitting in the place that had been agreed in advance, Zhao Da saw the appearance of this group of people in his eyes, and his heart was full of anger, and he kept scolding the waste.

sighed, he was a first-class sect, how could there be such a waste of disciples.

However, in order not to startle the snake, Zhao Da could only press the anger in his heart, and finally simply stopped paying attention to them, for fear that he would not be able to suppress the anger, and before Cui Yu appeared, he went to slaughter these timid disciples first.

At this time, it was already dark, and in the past, there were still a few disciples who patrolled the camp, but today because all the high-level disciples have gone out, there is no one here who can call the shots, and no one is willing to go out to inspect the camp.

After all, before entering the innate realm, you can't be cold and heat, and no one wants to go out and be frozen on this cold day, and then look at people like yourself, in a warm tent, drinking wine and eating meat.

Cui Yu looked at them and said to himself: "I know what it means to be self-inflicted and not live today!"

Saying that, Cui Yu blatantly lit a bonfire in the mountains and forests very close to the camp, and then threw the arrows wrapped in cloth into the fire.

Half-kneeling beside the fire, Cui Yu recalled the location where he had buried the spirits in the camp, and then opened his bow and arrows, his left hand as steady as a mountain, and his right hand as if turned into a phantom.

In the air, bright sparks flew up in the dark sky and landed in the camp without hindrance.

"Coax, coax, coax......"

With a loud bang, the originally quiet camp turned into a sea of fire under Cui Yu's hands in an instant, and one by one the living people who were on fire rushed out of the burning tent in pain and wail, rolling in pain in the snowdrifts, and there were also some lucky disciples who were not named alive, and they didn't know what to do in a panic.

"Ah, save me, save me!"

"It's on fire, it's on fire!"

"Ahh......hh

......

In the camp, the flames were soaring into the sky, and there was a mess, Cui Yu shook his head a little speechlessly, feeling in his heart that he had no sense of accomplishment at all in this move, and he really didn't know if he had failed, or if these Xuanbingmen disciples were too unsuccessful.

Throwing away the bow and arrow in his hand, Cui Yu turned into a white shadow and disappeared into the forest.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, Zhao Da, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that at the foot of the mountain, the roar continued, and the fire was soaring.

Damn, isn't this the camp of their Xuanbing Sect disciples?

Zhao Da stared at him with wide eyes, and was in a trance for a while before he realized that this Cui Yu didn't come to trouble these disciples who went up the mountain, and actually directly entered the camp of his Xuanbing Gate.

It's really shameless, and it makes sense.

With an angry roar, Zhao Da immediately turned into a black shadow, as fast as lightning, and rushed to the big village below.

On the mountain, several people who were sitting around the bonfire were also startled by this sudden, thunderous explosion, and it didn't take long to hear Zhao Da's long roar, and they looked at each other one by one.

"Shall we go down the mountain and help the elders? ”

"Elder Zhao's miraculous skills, when we arrive, the elder will already cut off Cui Yu's head, what are we going to do!"

"That is, if the elder is to blame, even if he doesn't say it, he must be a person in his heart who we are going to rob him of, and I will have a good life to wait for in the future!"

Although a group of people did not meet, they all tacitly sat down around the campfire again, but their original nervous expressions were relieved.

In their minds, since Cui Yu's target is their Dazhai, they are safe, and they are excited in their hearts for a while, it seems that this little life has been saved.

At this time, not far from here, in a small camp, dozens of grassland warriors were sitting in groups, and the violent explosion suddenly startled the horses in the camp to neigh, and they were in a panic.

Several grassland warriors hurriedly stepped forward and spent a lot of effort to calm down the horses, but in the eyes of the horses, the panic had not yet fully dissipated.

"Baturu, how can there be explosions around here. ”

"I don't know, this black light is blinding, although I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing!"

Everyone talked about it for a while, but seeing that their faces were relaxed, they really didn't take this matter to heart, but in this barren mountain and wilderness, there was nothing to talk about, and it seemed boring.

Baturu, who was the leader, thought for a while, called over a very clever grassland warrior, and said: "Zamba, you lead a few people, go there to see, when it is, be careful, just find out one or two." ”

This Zamba, thirty years old, with a pair of clever eyes, let people know that this is a very smart person.

"Understand, Baturu is waiting for my good news!" he said, excitedly calling two or three people, and disappeared into the darkness.