The main sword of the Murong Sect was Dao Lao Dao, and as soon as he made a move, he blocked the wind chasing messenger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the wind chasing messenger retreated, relying on his extremely fast body, and forced through the middle of the two masters. Flee to the cliff to the right of the platform.

Zhao Dazhui saw that the wind chasing messenger was about to flee again, and he was angry, and shouted loudly: "Shameless rats, Hugh wants to escape." He chased after him with a hammer.

The Murong Sect Master shouted loudly behind him: "Poor Kou Mo Chase!" but Zhao Dazhui didn't pay attention to the Murong Sect Master, but instead stepped up his pace and continued to chase.

The Lord of the Murong Sect didn't care about him anymore, and said in a loud voice: "Let's continue to move forward and kill to the top of the mountain." The crowd shouted again and went up the hill to kill.

Duan Yuntu saw that Zhao Dazhui was chasing the Wind Messenger alone, and he was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he left the team and chased after Zhao Dazhui.

Zhao Dazhui chased the wind chaser around the hillside and reached the edge of the cliff in front of him. The Wind Chasing Messenger suddenly turned his head and smiled at Zhao Dazhui: "The envoy was accidentally injured by your reckless man, and you are really afraid of you as an envoy? But since you've caught up, take your life. ”

Zhao Dazhui also shouted: "Shameless rats, don't be rampant, and eat grandpa's hammer again." With that, he swung the hammer and struck it.

The Wind Chasing Messenger showed his iron claws and grabbed at Zhao Sledgehammer like the wind. This fight was different from the one under Yamashita. When he was at the bottom of the mountain, the wind chasing messenger despised the power of Zhao Da Hammer, and when he came to the wind chasing messenger was in the air, it could be said that he couldn't help himself, so he suffered the loss of Zhao Da Hammer.

Now that both of them were standing on the ground, the Wind Chasing Messenger was also ready, and with his speed, it would be difficult for Zhao Da Hammer's hammer to stick to the placket of the Wind Chasing Messenger's clothes.

This wind-chasing messenger really deserves to be called the word chasing the wind, and sure enough, he acts like the wind and is as fast as lightning. But Zhao Da Hammer is too strong, and there is a thousand catties of power on a pair of iron hammers, and he doesn't dare to go straight to his edge.

I saw that the wind chasing messenger kept wandering around Zhao Dazhui's body, and his ten fingers were like cat's claws, like steel hooks, constantly grabbing the joints and acupuncture points around Zhao Dazhui's body.

After thirty or forty moves, the Wind Chasing Messenger grabbed the elbow joint of Zhao Dazhui's left arm, and the iron nails immediately left three deep wounds on Zhao Dazhui's body.

Zhao Da Hammer's elbow was painful and numb, and the hammer in his hand fell to the ground, smashing a big hole on the ground.

The Wind Chasing Messenger did not relax, and grabbed Zhao Dazhu's throat again. If this grasp is hit, Zhao Dazhui will immediately break his neck and die with a whimper.

A cold light flashed in his eyes on the ten fingers of the Wind Chasing Messenger, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. At this point, he was wounded in his left hand and had no weapon. With the hammer in his right hand outside, it's too late to defend himself.

Just when the iron claws of the Wind Chasing Messenger were about to grab Zhao Da Hammer's neck, a cold light flashed in front of Zhao Da Hammer's eyes. A long sword stabbed through Zhao Dazhu's shoulder, blocking the iron claws of the Wind Chasing Messenger at the last moment.

And who else could save Zhao Dazhui besides Duan Yuntu?

The Wind Chasing Envoy grabbed Duan Yuntu's long sword and wanted to take it back. But how could the long sword in Duan Yuntu's hand be snatched away if he wanted to?

I saw Duan Yuntu's wrist flick, the blade of the sword stood up, and then he pulled back violently, already cutting off the two fingers of the Wind Chasing Messenger.

The Wind Catcher screamed and turned to flee. Duan Yuntu took a heel, crossed Zhao Dazhui, and chased after him. Although Duan Yuntu's light skills were slightly inferior to that of the Wind Chasing Messenger, it was much faster than Zhao Da Hammer.

He chased more than ten zhang away, and saw a cliff in front of him, and a rope ladder hung down from the top of the cliff. The wind-chasing messenger reached out and grabbed the rope ladder, and with a hard effort under his feet, he suddenly sprang up three or four feet high.

Duan Yuntu followed closely and went up the rope ladder without hesitation. But as soon as he had climbed more than ten feet, he saw a large rock fall from the top of his head.

Duan Yuntu hurriedly flashed to the left, let go of the stones, and continued to climb up. Immediately following a few more stones falling from above his head, Duan Yuntu dodged left and right, slowed down under his feet and continued to climb up.

While he was climbing, Duan Yuntu suddenly felt the rope ladder under his feet loosen, and his body fell down. The Wind Chaser actually cut the rope ladder on it!

Duan Yuntu's body fell down several feet in an instant, he looked down, and saw that Zhao Dazhui had also gone up the rope ladder, and at this time he also fell down rapidly, and the two of them were black and dark under their feet, and they couldn't see how high the cliff was.

Duan Yuntu's eyes were quick, and he inserted the long sword in his hand into the stone crack of the rock wall, and at the same time shook the broken rope in his other hand and wrapped it around Zhao Dazhu's waist.

Duan Yuntu used all his strength to barely stabilize the fall of the two. Zhao Da Hammer's huge body and the two iron hammers in his hand were full of weight, almost breaking the long sword in Duan Yuntu's hand.

But at this time, the two were hanging in the air, Duan Yuntu was holding the long sword with one hand and pulling the rope with the other. Zhao Da Hammer carried a hammer in both hands.

Duan Yuntu thought to himself, how can he hang like this, so he said to Zhao Dazhu: "Brother Iron Hammer, otherwise you should throw away the two big hammers in your hand, otherwise neither of us will be able to get out of trouble." ”

Zhao Dazhui looked down at the abyss below, shook his head and said, "These two treasures are my lifeblood, and if you throw them away, you will never get them back." I couldn't bear to throw them away even if I fell to my death. Otherwise, you just let it go, and then you can get out of it. ”

Duan Yuntu looked at Zhao Dazhui's appearance, he was really angry and funny, and said loudly: "! If I'm willing to let go and let you fall off the cliff, then why did I bother to save you just now?"

I only heard Zhao Dazhui say: "Then you hold on a little longer, I have a way." Then I saw Zhao Da Hammer swinging his hammer and smashing it against the cliff wall.

Duan Yuntu heard a few muffled sounds, felt the long sword inserted in the rock crevice tremble, and saw that on the cliff wall beside Zhao Dazhu, stone chips were flying, and the rubble was rolling down.

Duan Yuntu said in a loud voice: "Brother, don't smash it again, it will shake off the stone in my hand in a while, and we will fall down." ”

Zhao Dazhui said: "Just smash it twice." I saw Zhao Da Sledgehammer smash it twice, then pinned the hammer to his waist, reached out and grabbed the rock wall, and disappeared with a slam of time.

Duan Yuntu was wondering, did Zhao Dazhui get into the crack in the stone? Then he saw Zhao Dazhui's big head sticking out, and shouted, "Brother, come down quickly, there is a big hole here to accommodate you." ”

Only then did Duan Yuntu understand that there was exactly a hole in the position where Zhao Da Hammer was hanging, but the hole was very small.

(End of chapter)