Chapter 215: Barren Mountain Wild Temple
Zhao Fan was on the run, running quickly.
Although he didn't know what was going on behind him, Qianluo's terrifying howl like a mad tiger still made the traverser feel heartfelt fear, and it seemed that if he didn't escape faster, what awaited him would be an extremely tragic end.
This is by no means Zhao Fan's delusion - yes, Qianluo has fallen into madness at this moment because of Yi Yanmei's unexpected tragic death, but with the ambition of the lord of the mountain city, as long as he vents a little, he will be able to calm down immediately, and when the time comes, with Zhao Fan's skills, he will definitely be dead.
However, although Zhao Fan was running all the way, the situation that happened here also attracted the attention of people with a heart.
"Oh, there's a master fighting?"
Three or four miles away from the battlefield, a one-armed knife man suddenly stopped and set his eyes in the direction of the two powerful forces.
"It's the kung fu of "Seven Adverse Cold Tribulations", and the people who are fighting are brothers?"
The cold knife man frowned slightly.
As a lone swordsman, the "left-handed knife" Feng Han was originally concentrating on retreat, preparing to fight with the waves in the future, this time it was for the friendship of Qianluo, and he was ready to verify the martial arts by the way, so he set off to help.
At this moment, feeling the aura of Qianluo fighting with people, Feng Han couldn't help but hesitate slightly.
Now, should he continue to search for Zhao Fan's traces according to the original plan, or dare to help him?
Hesitation, it didn't take much time.
Only in the next moment, Feng Han's keen sword aura sensed that a powerful divine weapon aura suddenly swept at high speed not far away.
Almost immediately, Feng Han felt the residual sword qi from the "Sword King" from that breath, and it is conceivable that this anxious and rushing character must be the ultimate host of the "Sword King" divine weapon spirit before!
"This direction is...... Yangzhou?"
Sensing that Gengjin's vitality was moving away quickly, Feng Han immediately made a judgment.
"This son must be the target - chase!"
In the blink of an eye, the thought was decided, and the "left-handed knife" stopped abruptly, and in just one step, the whole person had turned around and chased in the direction where the golden qi was far away...... Didn't chase down!!
At the moment when Feng Han turned around and looked back, a completely unfamiliar and domineering aura suddenly appeared in the bushes two feet away with terrifying hostility!
Without any words, the Extraordinary Knife Master who had just broken his arm already knew that this strong enemy who suddenly appeared would definitely block the way, and if he couldn't defeat him, it would be difficult to cross the thunder pool!
After slaying the Sword Twin Kings, Feng Han's Dao had already gone one step further, and he asked himself that he was not far from Su Mengzhen. But at this moment, when he encountered this person who stood in the way, there was still an indescribable deep fear in the heart of the "left-handed knife", just because the intuition of the warrior was telling him - the person in front of him was definitely a strong enemy that he had rarely seen in his life, and at this moment, in front of this person, his life was even closer to the danger of death than when the decisive battle was overturned!
"Who's coming?" reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife behind his back, and said coldly.
And the answer to him was also a cold voice.
With this voice, a handsome boy with red lips and white teeth and wide sleeves suddenly appeared in the field.
"I'm β the one who killed you. β
The boy spoke softly, and his voice seemed to be softer than the wind.
However, it was this voice as light as a breeze, and the sinister killing intent in it was not inferior to Feng Han's "Heavenly Soldiers", and even exceeded.
"Oh!"
Seeing this suddenly appeared figure, even if they had never looked at each other, Feng Han, who was familiar with **** characters, still guessed the identity of this young man in the blink of an eye-
"You're - Liu Wu!"
The cold voice spit out the name of the enemy, and in the heart of the "left-handed knife", there was inevitably a little excitement about encountering a strong enemy.
However, as the so-called entrusted by others and loyal to people, seeing that the characters suspected of Zhao Fan were speeding up their escape, Feng Han had no intention of fighting Liu Wu on the spot at this moment.
"Are you here to avenge the 'Sword King' and 'Sword King'?"
"Yes, there is no one in the world who can kill the people of my power gang who can not pay the price!"
"However, blocking the road and inviting war doesn't seem to be the style that Liu Gongzi has always had?"
"Although I have always liked not to do it myself, Lao Qu and Xiaodao are proud warriors, and if possible, I will never mind avenging them in the way they like. β
"Now that kid surnamed Zhao is close to the left, aren't you afraid that you will lose his whereabouts because of intercepting and killing me?"
"This doesn't bother Brother Feng, Liu is absolutely confident - after killing Brother Feng, there is still enough time to catch up from behind!"
"Huh!"
Hearing Liu Wu's speech as if he was determined to eat him, even if his heart was as cold as a knife, he couldn't help but be nameless for a while.
"So we are going to have a fight?"
"Yes, yes. β
"That'sβ"
Feng Han said, pulling out the long knife on his back with a "bang".
"Let's fight!"
As soon as the words landed, the war broke out suddenly!
In just an instant, the long knife broke through the moon, the hidden weapon covered the clouds, exploded a thousand sparks, and resonated a hundred times!
On these two battlefields not far away, for love and righteousness, power and hatred, the four great martial arts masters who are the best in the world have launched two battles of life and death.
On this side, the "poisonous hand" Qianluo was heartbroken under his injuries, and went all out to anger Dongying Mingfeng.
On that side, the one-armed knife man was cold and silent, arrogant and arrogant to seek revenge, and he shook the "sun and moon in his sleeve" with indomitable progress.
No matter what the result is, who lives and who dies, this river and lake will inevitably usher in a big reshuffle.
However, for Zhao Fan, who is running for his life, these two decisive battles that are enough to absolutely kill thousands of people are just boring trivial matters that have nothing to do with themselves, and they are not worth paying attention to at all.
In fact, the current body of the traverser is simply the worst state in his life.
Although he was barely able to get out with the magic skill of "Blood Nerve", as soon as the skill of "Wedding Dress" decreased, the claw strength of the "Seven Reverse Cold Tribulation" hidden in the body immediately burst out, like ten thousand ice blades, cutting back and forth in the body.
The pain of scribbling is not inferior to the pain of the wedding dress, and it is constantly lowering Zhao Fan's body temperature!
In order to protect the girl in his arms, the traverser injected almost all the true elements except for the light work into the girl, so that he gradually couldn't support it.
However, after running for nearly ten miles, Zhao Fan knew that he had to find a shelter to get rid of the cold in his body, otherwise he would be frozen into a popsicle after a stick of incense at most.
However, in such a barren mountain range, there is a short distance from the nearest "safe house", but where can I find a roof to shelter from the wind?
ββJust when Zhao Fan was almost in despair, Shangguan Yu'er in his arms suddenly stretched out his finger.
"Brother Zhao, look over there!"
"Oh?!"
Looking in the direction pointed by the girl, Zhao Fan's eyes couldn't help but light up.
I saw that on a small hillside less than half a mile away, there was a half-collapsed ancient temple.
A dilapidated flag waving in the wind, rolling three miserable white characters in the dark night, exactly-
Lan Ruo Temple! (To be continued.) )