Abruptly!
A streak of blood-colored brilliance suddenly flashed, like a long river of blood, blazing into the sky. Xue Wuhen held the seven-star blood-drinking sword in his hand, and came like the wind, shouting: "Where to escape?!"
With a big wave of his hand, blood filled the air, and the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword drew a light red arc, slashing down hard like a ghost king urging his life!
"Crack!"
Han Shilei, who was running wildly, suddenly felt a chill in his body. Before he understood what was happening, his body actually split from the middle, like splitting a bamboo, and split into two. After running forward for a few steps, the two bodies He fell to the ground with a bang, and a rain of blood rushed out, pouring into the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword!
"Buzz!"
The long sword made a soft cry, and the seven stars became brighter and redder, emitting a strange light, dazzling and shining brightly on the green mountains.
"Ah? You... actually split me open...!" Han Shilei, who was split into two pieces by the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword, opened his eyes wide and looked at Xue Wuhen in shock. He wanted to speak but couldn't, because he His mouth was also split open by the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword.
At this point, Han Shilei, the arrogant, arrogant and ruthless young master of the Demon Sword Sect, died!
Xue Wuhen held the seven-star blood-drinking sword in his hand and knelt down on the ground. He cried in the direction of Chu Village and said, "Uncle Chu, I have killed Han Shilei and avenged you with one arrow. You can rest in peace." Got it!"
From seizing a knife to chop rocks, slashing chasms, rushing up a hundred-foot slope, to killing Han Shilei, Xue Wuhen's actions were as fast as lightning and all in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water. It was so fast that Guan, Zhang Qin'er and the others felt a little unreal. Originally, With a huge boulder hanging from the ceiling, they were in danger. In an instant, they completed a shocking reversal and killed Han Shilei, the young master of the Demon Sword Sect, which made them feel in a trance.
When the Demon Sword Sect disciples saw Han Shilei being split into two pieces by Xue Wuhen and dying without a burial place, they couldn't help but be scared out of their wits. Someone shouted, "Let's run for our lives!"
So, one by one, they were as anxious as a bereaved dog and as hurried as a fish that slipped through the net. They dispersed and all fled away.
“Oops, it’s more real now!”
Zhang Feide walked over and kicked half of Han Shilei's body away, pointed his finger and cursed: "Dead stone, stinky stone, I even said you are a dead stone, but you still don't accept it!
Humph, now he’s been split open to death by my elder brother, do you believe it? "
"Third brother, are you bullying someone again? Hahaha!"
With a frivolous smile, Xue Wuhen stood up, returned the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to Guan Wenchang, looked up at the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak that reached straight into the sky, and said with so much heroism: "Second brother and third brother, let's go, let's kill on the Heavenly Sword Peak, kill Go to the Demon Sword Sect Headquarters!"
Guan Wenchang took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, as if Guan Yu was reborn, with a surge of heroism, he stretched out his big fist, and touched Xue Wuhen and Zhang Feide's fist. The three brothers said in unison: "Let's go to Tiandao Peak and make a big fuss at the Demon Sword Gate. !”
At this moment, they were so proud!
At this moment, they felt full of power!
At this moment, they seemed to be Liu Guanzhang in the Three Kingdoms era. Brothers were of one heart and their strength was as strong as gold!
"Hey, there's me too!"
Jiang Yueqin flew over like a light bird, raised her fist and touched Xueguan Zhang, and said: "When I was down there just now, I seemed to hear Qin Hui's voice, but when I came up, it disappeared again. Yes, I wonder if I heard it wrong?"
Hearing the word Qin Hui, Xue Wuhen raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Cunning Tan Hui, let him escape again!"
After breaking through eighteen mountain gates and reaching the Baizhang slope, Xue Wuhen discovered that in order to reach the Demon Sword Gate, he had to pass through a gorge hundreds of feet wide. Below the canyon was a roiling river, which was extremely steep.
This gorge is called Lingyundu.
There is an iron cable going straight to the opposite side. This is the only way to reach the base camp of the Demon Sword Sect by stepping on the iron cable and crossing Lingyundu.
Crossing the river on the iron rope is just a piece of cake for Xue Wuhen and Jiang Yueqin, who are extremely talented in dexterity.
But for Guan and Zhang, it was a disaster, especially Guan Wenchang. When he stood on the cliff and looked at the stormy waves rising into the sky below, his heart skipped a beat and he took a breath!
"call!"
At this time, a strong wind blew, huge waves surged into the sky, and clouds flew across the sky. Guan Wenchang's eyesight went dark, he staggered, and almost fell into the rolling river. He was so frightened that he screamed, squatted, and fell to the ground. I felt dizzy and almost fainted!
"Second brother, can you do it? Do you dare to go there?" Zhang Feide looked at Guan Wenchang suspiciously, worried that he would hold him back.
"Ah? This..." Guan Wenchang stood up quickly, blushing for his gaffe. However, his face is like Guan Gong. He is a red-faced man, and sometimes his expression cannot be seen just from his face.
Xue Wuhen smiled gently, took Guan Wenchang's hand, and said to him: "Second brother, don't be afraid, I will pull you over!"
Being held by Xue Wuhen's strong big hand, Guan Wenchang seemed to feel full of strength, and his courage suddenly emerged. He held his head high and said: "Brother, I'm not afraid, let's go over, level the Demon Sword Gate, and eliminate harm for the people!" "
"Okay, second brother, this is the good one, the descendant of Grand Sword Guan Gong!"
Zhang Feide patted Guan Wenchang on the shoulder, and the three brothers stepped on the iron rope and swayed toward the other side, with Jiang Yueqin following closely behind.
Although it is impossible to fly over the canyon hundreds of feet wide with Xue Wuhen's light skill, you can slide across it as quickly as ice skating by stepping on the iron cable bridge.
However, now there are two more burdens. Guan and Zhang are not good at lightness skills, so they have to be dragged along slowly.
Moreover, there is only one iron rope, which is swaying and slippery. Below is the rolling river, and the stormy waves are rising into the sky. It is frightening to look at it, let alone walk over it? If you are not careful, you will fall. How can it not be frightening?
Guan Wenchang kept his spirits up and followed Xue Wuhen step by step. When they reached the middle of the chain bridge, a strong wind suddenly came and rain poured down. The heavy rain instantly soaked them.
What was even more frightening was that the howling wind was so powerful that they and the cable bridge were swaying as if they were on a swing. They were surrounded by dangers. They almost fell into the roaring river several times. Guan Zhang Qin'er screamed all over the sky, which was extremely thrilling. !
"call!"
Jiang Yueqin's delicate and light figure was actually blown up by a strong wind and fell towards the rolling river!
"Qin'er!"
A long rope seemed to fly from the sky, and it rolled towards the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River like a dragon. It caught Jiang Yueqin by the waist and pulled her back. This was prepared by Xue Wuhen in advance, and it came in handy now, saving Jiang Yueqin. Yue Qin lives.
On Lingyundu, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and an iron cable connected to the chasm was so swaying that it was impossible to walk at all.
There was no turning back when the bow was fired, but now there was no choice. The four of them, Xue Wuhen, had no choice but to bite the bullet, support each other, and walk towards the other side step by step with difficulty.
In order to stabilize his figure and prevent it from being blown away by the strong wind, Xue Wuhen passed on the Qian Jin Zhui movement technique to Guan Zhang Qin'er.
In order to boost morale and help Guan and Zhang Qin'er overcome their fear, Xue Wuhen was moved by the scene and composed a hero song and asked Jiang Yueqin to sing it as the lead, and the four of them sang together. The lyrics are as follows:
"We are three sworn brothers in Taoyuan. We stand upright, step on the iron rope bridge, and cross the Lingyundu!
Lingyun Crossing is like a natural chasm, with vicious waves rising into the sky, violent storms coming, and dangers everywhere, which is thrilling!
However, we are all heroes. We are not afraid of hardships and dangers. We vow to kill the Heavenly Sword Peak and level the Demon Sword Gate. If we don’t capture Han Tieyi, we will never return it to our death! "
In an instant, the song was flying, the valley was shaking, and the passion was overwhelming!
Although the lyrics are rough and not very smooth, after singing and listening to the majestic and heroic singing, Brother Xueguan Zhang felt that his whole body was full of infinite power, as if hope was ahead!
At this moment, they are so heroic, fearless of wind and rain, and march forward bravely!
Because they are indomitable heroes, and victory lies ahead!
The long pass of Xiongguan is really like iron,
Now take a step forward from the beginning;
Use your sword to kill on the Heavenly Sword Peak,
I swear I won't pay him back until I kill him!
"blow!"
Suddenly, a cold arrow penetrated the heavy rain curtain, like a shooting star, and shot directly towards Xue Wuhen's heart. The sharp energy was chilling!
At this time, Xue Wuhen was singing loudly, and it was also in the violent storm. It was difficult to spot the sudden cold arrow. If it had been anyone else, there was a high probability that he would be pierced by the arrow and die.
But, who is Xue Wuhen?
Although he was singing, he knew that he was in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, surrounded by dangers. He did not dare to take it lightly and was always on guard. Under the cover of the violent storm, the sudden cold arrow was silent, but it was still keenly noticed by Xue Wuhen.
I saw him wave his big hand, and a bloody brilliance rolled up in the air like a swimming dragon. With a bang, the cold arrow was exploded by the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword!
That’s not all!
A cold light flashed, and several more cold arrows were fired silently, but they were all destroyed by Xue Wuhen.
The sudden arrival of a cold arrow interrupted the overwhelming singing. Guan and Zhang Qin'er were all prepared to prepare for unexpected disasters.
"blow!"
Sudden!
A huge whistling sound came, a sharp roar, deafening, resounding in Lingyundu Canyon.
At the same time, a huge and fierce aura rushed towards the face, seeming to tear people apart and even devour them!
At the same time, both Xueguan and Zhang Qin'er felt the sharp aura, and a strong sense of crisis hit their faces!
Zhang Feide said in shock: "What is that? Why is it so loud?"
Looking through the heavy rain curtain, I realized that a huge arrow was coming!
The giant arrow was one foot long and as thick as a bucket. It was like a giant tree shooting from the sky. The sharp and hard arrow flashed with a cold light. The giant arrow was rampant, as if it wanted to pierce the sky!
"The giant arrow is coming, everyone, be careful!"
Xue Wuhen originally wanted to use the Seven-Star Blood-Drinking Sword to slash at the giant arrow, but he was worried that after the giant arrow burst, it would form countless tiny arrows and hurt Guan, Zhang Qiner and the others behind them, so he used four or two thousand kilograms of skillful energy to strike at the giant arrow. When the giant arrow reached about seven or eight feet in front of him, he stretched out his seven-star blood-drinking sword and flicked the arrowhead of the giant arrow, causing it to deviate from the direction. After the giant arrow lost its aim, it whizzed past Xueguan Zhang and the others. Shoot it over and plunge into the river below, causing huge waves!
