small rivers and lakes

Thick fog filled the sky, filled with resentment, Le Wuyou's figure was light and agile, his swordsmanship was extremely fast, and his swordsmanship was sharp and elegant, coming like thunder and absorbing the wrath, and it was like Jiang Hai's condensed light, the body of the juvenile phoenix sword was covered with frost, and he raised his hand The sword fell, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Zhong Yi flew to Le Wuyou's side, and said loudly, "Ayou, this is the first time I've seen you killing all directions."

Le Wuyou raised the corners of her lips, and when she was about to speak, Zhong Yi continued, "It's so beautiful."

"..." Le Wuyou kicked him away, turned around murderously and chopped down a sneak attacker.

The dense fog obscured the sky, and Zhong Yi couldn't see Le Wuyou's face clearly, but he could guess what kind of angry expression this person had on his face when he heard the more swift cutting sounds nearby, and couldn't help laughing out loud .

Le Wuyou was not in a good mood: "Master Zhong, is it because he smokes so much that he becomes stupid?"

"Hahaha," Zhong Yi said with a big laugh, "I laughed at the killers of Wanguifen. After drinking Mengpo soup, they even forgot their brains. , unobstructed, only ten crossbowmen are needed to kill us on the spot..."

"Shut your crow's mouth!" Le Wuyou gasped, and sternly shouted.

But suddenly, not far away, the sound of bowstrings snapping, and countless crossbow arrows pierced through the air from beyond the thick fog.

Zhong Yi's face changed in an instant, with sudden luck, there was a sword whistle in the three-foot water, and in an instant, the situation in the mountains and forests was changing, the cold wind was against the current, Zhong Yi was flying with his sword, his vigorous figure was like a dragon crossing the sea, setting off a stormy sea, and at noon The mountain forest seemed to turn into a rough sea, and the power of his sword made even the air seem to churn.

The powerful sword qi knocked down the crossbow arrows, but the sound of pulling the string and nodding arrows again came from his ears. Zhong Yi grabbed Le Wuyou's back collar, and when the second wave of arrow rain came, he jumped forward and rushed into the crossbow. A hidden grotto.

The grotto is deep, and the two walls are densely carved with Buddha statues. The two of them galloped towards the interior of the grotto without stopping, with a trace of murderous intent behind them.

Zhong Yi shouted as he ran, "Aren't they the living dead? How could they be so clever?"

"The living dead are not really dead!" Le Wuyou almost wanted to tear his snotty mouth open.

"I really underestimated them, miscalculation, miscalculation!" Zhong Yi readily admitted his mistake, and raised his finger to the bottomless grotto ahead, "You said that if there is no way out ahead, don't we want to... "

"Shut up the fuck!" Le Wuyou clapped his hands angrily.

Zhong Yi leaped nimbly, dodged his palm, and shouted aggrievedly: "God, you actually hit me! Ayou, don't you have the slightest pity for me?"

"I only have feelings for you now." Le Wuyou said, slowly stopped, looked at Zhong Yi expressionlessly, and slowly pulled out Zhihuang.

Zhong Yi also stopped.

He can't stop.

Because there is really no way ahead.

A tall Buddha statue stands at the end of the grotto. Under the simple and simple carvings, the Buddha statue sits on the lotus throne, pinching the Buddha seal with his hands, with a peaceful expression, neither sad nor happy, his eyes naturally drooping, looking at the two desperate people under the seat with compassion.

Zhong Yi's pretty face twitched twice, and stammered: "Ah... Ayou, calm down... calm down, no no no... don't be impulsive..."

Le Wuyou said: "I am very calm."

"No, no, you don't look calm at all," Zhong Yi stretched out his hands and waved them quickly, "Ah... Ayou, look, there are so many Buddhas here, how can you kill in front of the monks... "

"You have too much ostomy, I don't call it killing you, but overdoing it."

"No!" Zhong Yi screamed.

Le Wuyou leaped up suddenly, and slashed down with a fierce sword, the sword wind slashed towards Zhong Yi's side fiercely and swiftly.

Hearing only a very faint rustling of the fabric, a ghost quickly retracted and grabbed Zhong Yi's sharp claws, and jumped out from his side.

Zhong Yi drew his long sword out of its sheath, and slashed at the ghost with Le Wuyou.

The grotto was deep and cramped, and the three of them passed through hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye. They were joyful, lighthearted, and vigorous, but the ghost didn't lose the slightest bit.

I saw that he was wearing a black ghost mask, his movements were treacherous, his light work was extremely fast, his left hand had sharp claws, and his right hand had a poisonous hook, and he was able to parry the attacks of two opponents at the same time.

The smoke gradually rose around, and the figure of the ghost became more and more strange, appearing and disappearing, almost leaving an afterimage in the smoke, and the soul hook was horrifying, and it went straight to Le Wuyou's face.

Zhong Yi slammed open the folding fan and stood in front of Le Wuyou, only to hear a muffled sound, and the soul-snatching hook hit the folding fan heavily, and the lacquered rice paper shattered with a thud, but the sixteen fan bones shone coldly, under one blow, It was actually able to block the Soul Seizing Hook made of fine steel.

With a movement of his clothes, he swiped his sword and swiped away. He was nimble and swift, unstoppable.

The ghost shadow suddenly disappeared into the sword wind.

Zhong Yi was taken aback, and the thick smoke suddenly burst up, enveloping like a tornado.

"Be careful!" Le Wuyou yelled, stepped forward with a sharp sword, and swung away the smoke with a sharp sword.

The ghost hidden behind the smoke appeared, and he rushed forward like a mandrill, and quickly grabbed Le Wuyou's shoulder with his claws.

Le Wuyou didn't dodge or evade, he grabbed and smashed his shoulder bones, and swiped his sword from bottom to top.

The wind of the sword was fierce and unstoppable, blood spattered and flew across Ghost Shadow's chest in an instant, but he didn't seem to feel pain, and swung his sharp claws against the edge of the sword, grabbing at his life gate viciously.

A long sword with a cold light like water stretched out in front of his claws.

The ghost suddenly wanted to retract his sharp claws, but he was still chopped off by the surging sword energy. He seemed to be extremely angry, suddenly raised his head, and let out a strange roar, like a hell ghost crying, and then spurted out regardless of the blood on his chest. , rushed over again.

The soul-snatching hook shot over quickly, Zhong Yi couldn't dodge it, leaped to the shoulder of the tall Buddha statue, the soul-snatching hook hit the Buddha statue hard, and smashed the Buddha statue carved out of a huge stone into a deep pit, cracking every inch of it .

Le Wuyou stared at the crack on the Buddha statue, and couldn't help feeling horrified. This ghost seemed to be weak, but who would have expected it to be extremely capable. It would be unimaginable if it hit Zhong Yi this time.

Ghosting missed a hit, retracted the soul hook, and flew over again.

Zhong Yi's vigorous figure was leaping and rolling on the Buddha statue, and the Soul Hook was chasing after him, leaving deep pits one after another behind him.

The tall Buddha statue was devastated in an instant.

"Huh..." Zhong Yi suddenly called out.

Le Wuyou immediately yelled: "Shut your beak!"

Zhong Yi felt aggrieved immediately.

The ghost shadow chased after him, and Zhong Yi climbed on the Buddha statue. The long sword was useless, so he simply abandoned the sword and went up to fight with a folding fan in his hand.

The fan surface was completely shattered, revealing the pure white jade fan bone, one side was as sharp as a knife, whirling and hitting the ghost.

The ghost was caught off guard, and was hit by his slap on the mask. The mask made of black iron was broken into pieces, revealing half of his handsome and pale face.

Le Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A cloud of smoke rises up, and the ghost image is instantly hidden in the smoke, and the soul-reaping hook shoots out from the fog, menacing and violent.

Zhong Yi dodged, and the Soul Hook wiped his sleeves, hitting the Buddha statue hard, and plunged deep into the Buddha statue. There was only a loud noise, and the ten-foot-high Buddha statue collapsed.

A stone cave was exposed.

Le Wuyou raised it suddenly, and jumped towards Zhong Yi, and the two of them jumped into the cave together.

Zhong Yi turned around and swung the broken stones from the collapsed Buddha statue to block the cave.

Le Wuyou leaned back against the wall, almost exhausted, and muttered in a low voice: "I will tear your mouth apart..."

"It's so cruel," Zhong Yi held the sword in one hand, and was leaning on the three-foot water like a crutch, panting heavily, but still looked at him with a smile, "Why don't you change the method, how about biting it to pieces?"

Le Wuyou paused and couldn't help laughing: "You are beautiful!"

"I'm really beautiful," Zhong Yi hooked a strand of hair with his fingers, and raised his phoenix eyes to look at Le Wuyou. He was panting, and the corners of his eyes were glistening. In the dark grotto, there was really a kind of With the feeling of winking like silk, she smiled coquettishly, "Why, does Ayou despise him..."

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly there was the sound of cracking stones beside him.

Le Wuyou looked up vigilantly, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The two of them accidentally broke into an empty stone room. In the middle of the room and around the four walls, there stood ten stone statues wearing armor and standing sharply. At this moment, these stone statues moved by themselves, holding weapons, one step at a time. One step around.

In the hands of these stone statues, the dust that had accumulated for many years fell away little by little, revealing a peerless magic weapon with a blade as sharp as autumn frost.

"Chengying, Chunjun, Yuchang, Ganjiang, Moxie, Longyuan, Tai'a, Chixiao, Zhanlu, Xuanyuan Xiayu," Zhong Yi murmured, "These are the ten generals of the town pavilion, Ayou, we are fighting right , unexpectedly entered the Dragon Gate Jiange by mistake."