The sharp roar of cranes suddenly resounded throughout the night sky.
The claws, which were as sharp as blades, immediately began to break apart before they even got close to Xue Yun's body.
"Why bother with this?"
Frowning slightly.
He watched helplessly as the great monk's body veins were counterattacked by the ice and snow power of the "human world".
Xue Yun shook his head and sighed: "You know clearly that you are not my opponent, but you still force yourself to break away from the shackles of ice and snow. It's just to be loyal. What's the difference between doing this and dying in vain?"
The body's tissues begin to fall apart uncontrollably.
The great monk drooped his eyelids and smiled tiredly: "Haha, that's much better than doing nothing..."
Phew~~
A crystal clear mist of blood spurted out from the seven holes.
The flesh, blood and consciousness in the body are being rapidly devoured and assimilated by the ice and snow elements of the "Power of Six Paths".
The great monk's pupils gradually dimmed, and he said listlessly: "At least, the poor monk... left some important marks on your body..."
He was slightly startled.
Xue Yun suddenly felt a strange burning sensation on his arm.
He quickly looked down and saw a red line on the back of his hand. It looked like a crane spreading its wings, and it couldn't be erased no matter what.
"I have already done a good job of collecting key information..."
Finally, he exhaled a faint wisp of cold air.
The Bai Heshi in front of him slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, his body and consciousness had been completely eroded by the cold air, and he had lost the last trace of vitality.
"Kuchiki-sama will use this information to determine your location and combat habits, so as to predict the enemy's opportunities... She will defeat you and maintain the dignity that Aomori County deserves... "
Say it.
The great monk in mid-air, together with the armed monster, finally decomposed into tiny ice crystals, which dissipated into the current void with the wind.
"Is this guy just dead?" Wang Defa stepped forward and asked.
He raised his hand and waved lightly.
The ice and snow scattered all over the sky, and the biting ice crystals immediately covered the ground under their feet.
Xue Yun remained silent, already having some bad premonitions in his heart.
Originally, everyone's simple motive was to collect supplies, but with Bai He's death, it finally became complicated.
Whenever there was a killing, the conflict between Xue Yun and the local ruling forces almost immediately became bloody, and it became clear that there was no way out for both of them.
boom--
While the three of them were sighing secretly, a hazy wisp of smoke and dust suddenly rose inexplicably on the mountain road near the seaside cliff not far away.
"what's the situation?!"
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Hu Kui asked in shock: "What happened over there?"
"It doesn't matter, they should be friendly forces."
Smile slightly.
Jumping back onto Zhulong's back, Xue Yun could tell at a glance that it was the only way for the Aomori County tax fleet to transport supplies back to the temple.
Presumably, the "Ninhao Stray Dogs" couldn't bear it anymore and started to attack the passing convoy.
"But having said that, if we delay any longer, let alone eating meat, I'm afraid there won't even be any soup left for us."
Narrow your eyes.
Before Wang Defa and Hu Kui could react, Xue Yun waved his hand, and the giant dragon under his feet immediately raised its huge head.
Ouch~~~~
With a dragon roar, thousands of miles were shocked.
The candle dragon in the sky instantly stirred up the strong wind in the sky. After its winding body soared into the clouds and mist, it disappeared into the airspace of the dilapidated town, leaving only a mess on the ground.
...
Almost at the same moment.
On the mountain road a few kilometers away from the cliff temple, the thick smoke almost swallowed up most of the convoy in front of them.
Hundreds of armored guards lined up, releasing the armed monsters while looking warily at the dark ridges on both sides.
The overall strength of these eagle dogs belonging to the daimyo of Aomori County is not too strong.
Most of the armed monsters are at around bloodthirsty level 5. Fortunately, there are enough of them, so there is no problem at all in frightening the local people.
"Bastard, who is it?!"
In a chaotic convoy.
The strong man at the head looked hunky-backed, and his whole body was covered by a black turban. Only a pair of large eyes were exposed, and he looked almost fierce.
"You are so brave that you have the guts to intercept the tax truck going to the temple. Don't you want to live?"
The entire mountain road was already in chaos.
Apart from the frightened neighing of the packhorses, the only thing that could be heard was the furious and angry shouts of the big man at the head.
"Lord Mahakala, something bad is going on!"
A humble boy hurried back from the front of the convoy and came straight to the leader of the big man. He reported nervously: "The mountain road ahead was deliberately blown up. If we follow the original route, we may not be able to pass normally. We can only go back now."
"Are you kidding!?"
He is at least three meters tall.
The Mahakala in front of him raised his hand, and the dark phantom behind him immediately spread its teeth and claws, and attached itself to the black gauze on his back.
sough......
The extremely cold wind blew violently across the steep mountain road.
Mahakala's face was extremely ferocious, and a pair of large pupils suddenly filled with a hazy evil spirit.
The powerful force field aura suddenly appeared, so that all the servants around him couldn't help but give in, and they all deliberately kept a long safe distance from it.
"It's too late to turn back now..."
The inexplicable black shadow on the back was struggling and roaring crazily.
As one of the Seven Shadows, Mahakala looked at the rugged mountain road not far away and ordered in a deep voice: "Listen to me, everyone, go ahead and clear the way for me. Within an hour, we must move forward." The obstacles on the mountain road must be completely cleared, and this batch of tax money must be deposited into the temple on time before dawn, and there must not be a moment's delay!"
Hear the words.
All the night guards looked at each other, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
The relevant restrictions of the "Armament Ban" have not only brought a lot of inconvenience to the local people.
For them, the national night watchmen who work for the daimyo, it is also an indescribable double-edged sword.
If there were no restrictions, they would not have to use such backward packhorses and convoys to transport supplies.
Just fly a medium-sized aircraft directly across the rugged mountains and cliffs, and in just a few minutes, you can safely bring the cargo to the temple.
In this way, there will be no fear of sudden attacks by heretics.
"Why are you still standing there!?"
His eyes were full of fierce ferocity.
Mahakala glanced at everyone and roared in a deep voice: "You bunch of trash, hurry up and clear the mountain road for me. If the tax money is delayed, I will only ask you!"
"No need to be busy..."
On the edge of the dark ridge, a vigorous figure suddenly stood up slowly.
Choking sound~~
The sharp sword light was fleeting, just in time to force several boys who were retying the wooden boxes back several meters.
Under the moonlight.
"Ninhao Stray Dog" stood in the wind, the long sword in his hand emitting a soul-stirring dark light.
"I declare that all supplies and food here belong to the people of Aomori County!"
