Yunzhang and Yunjing are respectively the fifth and seventh disciples of the Yuntian Guanyun generation, and they are even brothers.
When he was accepted as a disciple by Qi Tianshou, because Yun Lan was just between Yun Zhang and Yun Jing in age, he took up the position of the sixth disciple.
In the past ten years, the two brothers have been completely different in the eyes of their master, uncle and other brothers and sisters.
Brother Yunzhang has a calm and reserved personality, is strict with himself, leads by example, and is highly praised by everyone. He has always played the role of a good helper to his master.
However, his younger brother Yun Jing is very talented and has an outstanding personality. He always spends three days fishing and two days drying nets in the art of alchemy. He has little interest in it. However, he prefers boxing and kicking kung fu. Naturally, he wants to get closer to the eighth elder Qi Huangwu. .
The two brothers have very different personalities, but this does not hinder their innate tacit understanding. Their cultivation or martial arts are not outstanding among the younger generation of Yuntianguan, but they have the same mind, and when they work together to fight against the enemy, they can With their smooth and smooth cooperation, they can be considered a pair of strong men when they are against many enemies.
This was also the reason why Qi Hongli chose the two of them to come to Qianshan together.
The two of them lived up to their trust. There were nine, if not ten, dead souls of the Nether Sect under the swords of the two brothers.
After arriving at Tianxuan Hall, less than a stick of incense had passed before they had such an impressive record. Normally, it would have been enough for the two brothers to talk nonsense for a whole day and a night.
But it is different today. Every attack of these Nether Sect members, every sword and every ax, is fierce and powerful. Being tough is never a good strategy. The way to survive is to retreat from the sharp edge and take the wrong edge with the sword.
Two fists are no match for four hands. Even if the two of them cooperate more flexibly and skillfully, facing the densely packed swords, guns, swords and axes, and the increasingly smaller space for dodge, the two of them can evade the first grade, but they cannot evade the fifteenth grade. They have to Withstand the attack one after another.
The two of them were like little flowers being competed for favor by dozens of bees. In the swarm of bees, they were pushed back and forth, causing the flower branches to tremble.
This undoubtedly increased the energy consumption of the two brothers. Their hands and feet began to gradually become numb, and the swords in their hands swung slower and slower.
In the battles between rivers and lakes, in most cases, slowness means flaws, and slowness means death.
After all, there are no such gods in today's world who are slow to react, slow to strike, and yet able to strike from behind.
Yun Zhang and Yun Jing are naturally not such gods. They are gradually unable to do so with ease, and their flaws gradually increase. What follows is that their lives are repeatedly threatened.
If the two brothers had not become one body, with four eyes, four hands, and four legs, it would be really difficult to survive and support them.
Their hearts became heavier and heavier, and they were afraid that if they didn't pay attention, they would be killed, and eventually die like other brothers and sisters under random swords.
For many Yuntianguan disciples who have never experienced the test of life and death, or even being killed by Jianghu, the scene they faced tonight was too cruel, but they had no choice, they could only be forced to face it.
For the two brothers Yun Zhang and Yun Jing, they have done a good enough job, but if the people around them cannot survive, who will praise them?
What's more, they themselves are likely to perish in the next moment, how can they enjoy the praise given by others.
Those who have the same mentality are not just the brothers Yunzhang and Yunjing, but the six Yuntian Temple disciples who are currently fighting against the Nether Sect in Tianxuan Hall.
As the saying goes, one can make great progress, then it will weaken, and three times it will be exhausted.
At the beginning, under the leadership of the three uncles, they could boost their morale by shouting to each other, and the elixirs could also provide them with a certain amount of energy supplement.
Unfortunately, their uncle was being taken care of by the enemy and had no time to take care of them.
And their opponent is the Nether Sect, and the elixirs brought by the Nether Sect will never be short, and they must all be elixirs with strong medicinal properties. Therefore, they have no advantage at all in terms of elixirs.
As time goes by, when the contrast between the numbers of the enemy and ourselves is obvious, the side with fewer people will always feel that the enemy is advancing one after another and killing them endlessly.
Gradually, their thinking began to become messy, they lost focus and had random thoughts.
Why isn't Uncle Fifth Master here? Did something unexpected happen on the way here?
Their reactions became sluggish, and there were more and more wounds on their bodies. The pain could no longer cheer them up, but instead became numb.
Their eyes became wandering.
They began to move from despair to despair and slowly approached death.
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With his mind unbalanced, Yun Jing's feet became weak and he failed to step on the ground. When he was retreating, he tripped over a corpse on the ground, fell backwards, and cried out uncontrollably.
Yun Zhang followed the sound and saw a man in black robe raising a giant ax, about to slash at Yun Jing's waist.
If this ax falls, Yun Jing will be cut in half without any surprise.
The bloody scene flashed through Yun Zhang's mind. He shuddered and flew towards Yun Jing's position desperately.
The man in black robe holding a giant ax was only three feet away from Yun Jing, but Yun Zhang was five feet away from Yun Jing. If he wanted to save Yun Jing, he would rush in the direction of Yun Jing. Before the giant ax fell, he knocked the man in black robe down, or used his body to block the bloody axe.
Regarding this pounce, the possible results and the price that would be paid were only realized when Yunzhang took off in the air.
But the result was something he never expected.
Not only did he push away the black-robed man holding the axe, but he also pierced his abdomen with his sword. To be precise, it was his sword that penetrated the black-robed man's stomach and brought the black-robed man down. The giant ax is now lying quietly aside.
The direction in which the giant ax landed was a bit strange, but the direction in which the man in black robe landed was even more wrong.
The man in black robe was clearly swinging the ax at Yunzhang sideways, so why was the sword hit in the abdomen instead of the waist?
Could it be that at the moment when the sword approached, the man in black robe turned sideways and faced Yunzhang instead?
Before Yun Zhang could take a closer look, his buttocks suddenly hurt, and his body couldn't help but roll to the right.
Did he receive a hard kick?
Yun Zhang glanced sideways and saw Yun Jing, who had already gotten up, fighting with two swordsmen in black.
Looking again at the man in black robe lying on the ground, he had been disemboweled by a deep knife mark.
It turned out that the kick was given by Yun Jing. If it hadn't been for that kick, I'm afraid it would have been his own back that suffered the blow.
Yun Zhang took a breath of cold air, quickly pulled out the sword stuck in the black robe, stood up, and faced the enemy with Yun Jing.
The moment he stood up, a scene flashed before his eyes, the scene of him saving Yun Jing. When he came to Yun Jing, the ax of the man in black robe also arrived, but for some reason, the ax shrank, and the black robe The man actually retracted his attack and leaned back slightly, as if his back was hurting, as if someone had slashed him in the back!
But the brothers and sisters were all submerged in the crowd. They were the only two people in this small area who depended on each other. Who would come to rescue them?
"Brother, be careful!"
This time, when Yun Zhang was distracted, it was Yun Jing who rushed over and pushed him away from the blade.
This was the second time he was rescued by Yun Jing. Yun Zhang no longer dared to be careless, put aside distracting thoughts, and concentrated on facing the enemy.
The luck of brothers Yunzhang and Yunjing is just a microcosm in this dark night.
Five feet away, the second disciple Yun Fan also managed to survive, but accidentally killed two enemies of the Nether Sect.
Elsewhere, Tenth Disciple Yun Shi, who had lost his position behind him, was kicked hard and flew out. Unexpectedly, when he landed, instead of being hacked to death by random swords, a sword was pierced into the heart of a member of the Nether Sect. The knee was pressed against the temple of another Nether Cult member.
One was killed on the spot, and after the other fainted, Yun Shi took the opportunity to kill himself and could never wake up again.
These ups and downs made Yun Shi couldn't help but sigh, he was really lucky, his luck was overwhelming, and his fate was not destined to be inevitable.
One against ten, it was a fantasy for these six disciples of the Yun generation, but as the black shadows in front of them became countless and gradually became less dense, they suddenly felt that there was still hope. live.
God is merciful, how can they give up so easily?
They began to believe that what they held in their hands was an indestructible weapon. As long as they did not let go, Yuntian Temple would not die!
