Xiu Xiuyuan's expression next to Nangong Ruyu did not change, but his legs suddenly squatted down, supporting the ground with his feet. At the same time, his hand flickered, and the divine dragon bow appeared in his hand in an instant.
While Nangong Ruyu covered her mouth to hold back her exclamation, more than a dozen black iron arrows appeared in Li Xiuyuan's hand.
In the wind and snow, Li Xiuyuan bent his bow like a full moon, and the iron arrow in his hand instantly locked onto the man in black who was rushing towards him from top to bottom.
At this moment, the man in black slashed his sword from the air. I saw a sword energy slashing out from the wind and snow, and the powerful power contained in the sword energy instantly tore Xue Ye apart.
Li Xiuyuan raised his head coldly, and the talisman arrow he held in his right hand left the string with a buzzing sound, like a black lightning piercing the wind and snow, flying towards the man in black who was less than ten feet away from him.
Apparently, arrows are faster than swords!
The moment the man in black dropped his sword, a harsh explosion sounded in the snowy night.
In an instant, the man in black was shot directly in the chest by a talisman arrow, and the powerful push pushed him several feet away. However, Li Xiuyuan did not stop, and the dragon bow in his hand came out again, like a bolt of lightning flying towards the black man further away. Clothes man.
With a bang, the body and the body of the man in black in the air exploded.
The distance between the two was less than ten feet. How could he have expected the fatal arrow shot by Li Xiuyuan.
Nangong Ruyu felt something cold splash on her face, and when she reached out to wipe it, she found that her little hand had been dyed red.
Even though she had experienced a life-and-death struggle running around in black clothes in the Valley of the Dead, she couldn't help but lay down in the snow with a groan and vomited wildly.
And this is where the bloodshed begins.
In the wind and snow, Li Xiuyuan tightened his grip on the dragon bow in his hand. The bowstring kept vibrating, and one iron arrow after another flew towards the man in black in the wind and snow.
The talisman array in the snow turned into golden swords one after another and slashed at the man in black who was screaming in surprise.
Talisman Arrow!
The remaining men in black were frightened and did not dare to be careless. They stepped back while screaming in surprise. At the same time, in the wind and snow, a talisman arrow was seen piercing the wind and snow and flying towards them.
The deadly iron arrows in the wind and snow are also talisman arrows. Whether they are shot into the body of the man in black, or burn and explode when the man in black cuts out his sword, it is inevitable that talisman fire will splash on them.
As long as they are stained with rune fire or affected by explosive rune arrows, the explosive rune flames will burn on their bodies, whether they want it or not.
In the wind and snow, Li Xiuyuan abandoned Nangong Ruyu, put away the dragon bow in his hand, and replaced it with the heavy sword Shura.
In just an instant, he rushed into the wind and snow, without any nonsense, and slashed directly towards the man in black who was screaming in surprise...
Not far away from the mountain, Zhuge Xiongfeng, who was running, withdrew his gaze with a solemn expression.
Because he discovered that the first team leader he sent had been suppressed by that young man! Less than half of the twenty-odd people were left, which was considered a heavy casualty.
Obviously, the three women and one man on the mountain had already been prepared. Even in such a windy and snowy night, they did not relax their vigilance at the bottom of the mountain.
Looking at the group of guards behind him, there is no doubt that these guys were also frightened by the movement on the mountain.
"The two teams form one team, and everyone rushes forward together. Don't let them run away."
Zhuge Xiongfeng looked at the man in black behind him and ordered coldly. At this time, he had lost patience. He wanted to make a quick decision. In this windy and night time, he was not allowed to think too much.
Because there were more than twenty brothers on the mountain, the casualties were unknown after a killing spree.
For a moment, they turned into injured dead men on the mountain and fled down the mountain. Behind them, a black shadow was like a whirlwind, carrying the wind and snow towards them.
Zhuge Xiongfeng at the foot of the mountain rushed up the mountain with nearly thirty monks in black, vowing to kill the young man on the mountain.
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Nian Zhan Dao relieves hatred.
Only Nangong Ruyu stood dumbly in the wind and snow, because Li Xiuyuan told her to go to the temple to find Xiao Long'er and Xiao Qing when he rushed out.
He was facing a melee and couldn't lead Nangong Ruyu forward.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan had already rushed behind the man in black, and the Shura sword in his hand had already cut out the first sword energy.
The fleeing man in black suddenly changed direction, turned his head and slashed at Li Xiuyuan behind him with the long knife in his hand at a strange angle.
At almost the same moment, Li Xiuyuan suddenly swept forward like a strong wind. Then, the Shura Sword in his hand turned into a black lightning and struck at the running man in black!
The sword energy is like lightning!
But the moment Li Xiuyuan slashed out his sword, there was a burst of black lightning flying towards him from the mountain, like a locust.
Whoosh whoosh!
Before Zhuge Xiongfeng arrived, he had already ordered his men to shoot a round of iron arrows.
The arrow has not yet arrived, but the sword has arrived!
Just hearing a "click!", the fleeing man in black had his head missing, and Li Xiuyuan, who was in the air, saw a shower of arrows flying towards him. The man flew into the sky like a divine dragon, and he climbed one level higher in the air.
Kankan dodged the first rain of arrows, and then disappeared in front of Zhuge Xiongfeng and others with a loud roar.
When Zhuge Xiong flew forward with more than thirty Dongtian Realm monks, the body of the black-clothed Dongtian Realm cultivator with his head missing had already fallen on the snow, and a blood arrow spattered the snow.
The heavy smell of blood blew towards Zhuge Xiongfeng and others' faces with the cold wind. Some of the men in black couldn't stand the sudden smell of blood and spit it out.
Zhuge Xiongfeng's reaction was not unpleasant. Seeing his own man fall, he didn't panic at all and instead directed the man in black behind him to rush towards the small temple.
"There is only a small temple here, and they have nowhere to hide! Kill it!"
The simple command made a group of black cave monks rush towards the small temple with a huff and a whistle as if they smelled bloody wild wolves.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan had already found Nangong Ruyu who was in a daze, took her little hand and ran towards the small temple.
If you want me to enter the temple, I will enter and show it to you.
As the wind and snow got tighter, the mountain breeze blew, dozens of people rolled up a storm and blew it towards the small temple, vowing to behead the young man in front of them to satisfy their hatred.
However, before the rushing group of men in black could get close to the small temple, the severed hands and feet of the men in black who had been slashed by swords were all over the ground in the snow, and the bloody and bloody scene was too horrible to watch.
The two groups of monks in black gathered together and rushed towards the small temple with an arrogant roar.
Li Xiuyuan had seen this scene before him on Luoxia Mountain. In the past, he had killed three thousand Tianfeng City soldiers with his sword, so what he saw in front of him did not move him.
But for Nangong Ruyu, such tragic scenes would definitely give her nightmares for several nights.
The master and the apprentice who had already entered the small temple could faintly hear the shouts outside the small temple becoming increasingly clear.
As for the limbs of the dozen or so people who fell in the wind and snow before and were chopped off to pieces by the rune formation he deployed, they have been gradually swallowed up by the wind and snow, and it will be difficult to find them again in less than half an hour.
The atmosphere in the small temple became oppressive and tense.
When dozens of cave-heaven realm monks gathered around, Nangong Ruyu pulled Li Xiuyuan's sleeve tightly and asked nervously: "Master, Yu'er is a little scared!"
Li Xiuyuan was very familiar with the behavior of a group of black monks outside the temple. They just wanted to surround him in the small temple, wait for dawn soon, and then rush in to have a bloody battle with him in the morning breeze.
And for him, whether it was after dawn or now, he was not afraid of these guys.
Because the formation he set up has not yet started.
Just like Xiao Long'er said, I'm waiting for the daybreak to split the money.
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In the eyes of Xiao Qing and Xiao Long'er, the men in black here are all living money-giving boys. Even if they come to the Shura Heaven Realm, for Qingluan and Shenlong, they are still not something that the monks in the middle stage of the Cave Heaven Realm can compete with.
Li Xiuyuan just didn't want Xiao Qing and Xiao Long'er to be harmed, so he strictly ordered the two girls to hide.
It was enough for him to deal with the immediate danger alone.
It doesn’t matter if the realm is not enough, there are formations to make do!
I am a Talisman Master, and my Talisman Formation here is invincible!
A gust of night wind blew into the small temple along the crack of the door. Li Xiuyuan simply lit a fire, placed a kettle on it, and planned to make a pot of tea to drink. It was freezing cold today.
When Nangong Ruyu saw it, she couldn't help being stunned and looked at him in a daze.
This powerful enemy was approaching, and the master didn't want to think about how to keep the enemy away, so he lit a fire and boiled tea... Smelling the faint fragrance of tea, Nangong Ruyu sighed.
Taking Li Xiuyuan's hand, he said quietly: "Master, you don't know how to boil a pot of tea and play a song to ward off the enemy, do you?"
Li Xiuyuan was amused and looked at her with a smile: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot... It's not easy for them to come all the way from Yecheng to find me. They have to play a song to comfort me."
After saying that, he picked up the teapot and poured two cups of hot tea, then took one cup to his mouth.
When the wind is high and the snow is strong, it is good to play a murderous song to repel the enemy.
Seeing that the master was taking it seriously, Nangong Ruyu took a few sips of tea and took out the familiar iron piano, placed it on her lap, and took out a handkerchief to lightly wipe the strings.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
This harp is the iron harp that Li Ye used when he was in the Five Realms. It is the only iron harp in the world.
It’s just that the strings have been replaced by dragon tendons.
"Master, this harp is still the one from Tianshan Mountain...it's the harp that my master gave you back then."
Holding half a cup of hot tea, even the wind and snow outside the temple could not cover Nangong Ruyu's strong memories. This was the first time she saw Li Xiuyuan take out the iron piano.
Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at her and said quietly: "So what, I have arrived at the Shura battlefield, and the day when I can recover my memory is not far away."
After saying that, no matter how surprised Nangong Ruyu was, he just adjusted the strings thoughtfully, then gently touched the iron qin with his hand, and sighed quietly.
It was this faint breath that penetrated the wind and snow in the darkness, and to the ears of dozens of black-clothed monks outside the temple, it was like a sigh from hell.
Before Zhuge Xiongfeng could order the attack, a sonorous sound from the small temple pierced the wind and snow and reached their ears.
Sitting in front of the fire, he didn't know where Xiaoqing and Xiaolonger had hidden. Li Xiuyuan wanted to play a song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" for the uninvited guests at the door.
He quietly locked his consciousness on the black figures outside the temple, silently feeling the cultivation level of these guys, and thinking about how to cut off the retreat of all the men in black after the battle started.
On Tianyao Mountain, he had extremely sharp eyesight and a pair of delusional eyes that chilled everyone.
Under the light of the fire, Li Xiuyuan's expression gradually became quieter, as if he no longer felt the danger hidden outside the small temple, and the killer who had been coming in to harvest the lives of four people for decades.
Nangong Ruyu silently looked at Li Xiuyuan who was playing the piano, but what he was thinking about was Li Ye on the Tianshan Mountain.
It was the same windy and snowy night, but that year Li Ye took the young Nangong Ruyu through the death zone of Tianshan Mountain, and the top of Tianshan Mountain detonated the miracle of the five realms of the sky.
And tonight, could Li Xiuyuan, who also lowered his eyebrows and played the piano, fight off dozens of black-clad killers outside the temple with one song?
Even Nangong Ruyu, who is in the Cave Heaven Realm, is not sure at all, although she has unconditional trust in her master.
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