This man was extremely tall, more than eight or nine feet tall. The armor and clothing on his body did not look like an ordinary soldier. His Chinese language was very sharp, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, which made Qiong extremely uneasy. She did not answer the question, but withdrew her hands to her fellow disciples who were rushing towards her: "You guys stand back first!"
"Ha. It turns out that the person who caused our soldiers to retreat was actually a little girl with yellow hair."
After the man spun around, he struck with a broadsword. The wind of the sword struck down like a mountain torrent. Qiong Yi condensed the wind and bounced away, covering her disciples' retreat. She knew that this person was not something they could deal with.
"Senior sister!"
"Protect yourselves!" Qiong Yi raised his sword and fought with him. After a few moves, he was not inferior to him at all, but there were too many soldiers coming, and it was difficult to defeat them.
The man realized that she was protected by a strange flow of air, which could not be broken by the blade, so he turned to kill the Lu family disciple who was locked in a hard fight. Qiong Yi could see through his murderous intention at a glance, and stopped in front of him, slashing with the shadow of the sword. Separating the battlefield, the man sneered: "You alone want to stop us?"
Qiong is not a person who likes to talk nonsense with his opponents, but now he needs to delay time, so he smiled and said: "It's incredible that Kunzhai has a strong person like you. After calling my name, according to etiquette, I shouldn't Tell me your name?"
The man curled his lips: "Mo Yungu."
"It's not Xirong."
"It's just convenient for you to call me."
He inserted the knife into the ground, cracked his wrist, the joints cracked, and the true energy overflowed from his body: "Lu Xiyan, since I finally met you, I will take your head and sacrifice it to my soldiers who died tragically in the battle. They!"
Qiong also spread her hands as if it didn't matter: "Just give it a try, maybe it's your head that will be taken down."
As soon as she finished speaking, the people in front of her were slashing at her one after another. She jumped lightly to avoid it, and instead of just dodging, she went to kill the soldiers while transforming. Mo Yun saw her facing an opponent as strong as herself. Without paying attention, he also attacked Lu Li and Yang Xiaosi who were far away. Qiong Yi stopped him with one hand and used the wind to stop him, and then stabbed him to force him back.
"Strange, what kind of spell is this?"
It is invisible and shadowless, and the knife cannot cut through it at all.
Mo Yungu was puzzled and continued to test, Qiong Yi dodged to his side and stabbed him, but he was forced to retreat with a slash of his sword, and he threw him into the crowd. Qiong Yi knew that he wanted to be trapped in the crowd and be surrounded and killed, and he was caught in the wind in mid-air. , stepped on the cyclone, stabilized his body, changed direction, and rushed forward again.
Mo Yun was shocked. With the strength he had just repelled her, there was no way he could still react in the air. After blocking her sword energy, she turned the sword and slashed it across her body, from her cheek to her shoulder. The sword flashed and blood suddenly gushed out. Mo Yungu gritted his teeth and slashed at her with the sword, but the figure in front of him had disappeared, and she was struck empty.
"Okay!..." Zhenqi sealed the wound to stop the bleeding. He wiped the blood slowly flowing down his cheek with the back of his hand, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
Qiong Yi stood in front of her fellow junior sister. Falling behind her were two soldiers whose heads were beheaded by her sword.
"Senior sister..." The little junior sister huddled in the corner, the sword in her hand turned completely red.
"Hold on for a while and leave it to me." Qiong Yi said lightly, light surged in his left hand, and he used the wind control technique and the fire technique alternately. He first blocked the slashing soldiers, and then the fire technique ignited with a "bang", Sparks flew everywhere, dazzling everyone's sight, and the Xinge Sword was dazzling, cutting the fake cultivator who wanted to take the opportunity to kill her into pieces in an instant.
"Kill others first, don't rush to kill her." Mo Yun pointed the tip of his sword at Qiong Yi and said with a smile.
"Yes!" Rong Ren quickly followed up and killed the Lu family monk.
Lu Li stood in front of his fellow disciple, who was about to lose his vitality, and pulled him back. Suddenly a Rong man jumped up behind him, and his hands full of flesh dug into his fellow disciple's heart. Yang Xiaosi slashed his sword through the Rong man, The Rong man kicked her away, and Lu Li had no time to pick her up. Instead, he stepped forward with his sword and killed the Rong man, and then went to see how she was doing.
The moment Yang Xiaosi landed on the ground, Mo Yungu slashed away a blast of sword, but Qiong Yi Yufeng easily blocked it, and then protected and killed in the crowd. Yang Xiaosi reacted quickly and jumped back to Lu Li's side.
Mo Yungu observed with interest: This woman named Lu Xiyan has quick consciousness and extremely fast speed. Although she is bent on killing my soldiers, her focus is still on saving people. Doesn't she want to see her comrades die?
He beheaded the monks who were almost exhausted. Even if they resisted desperately, due to the gap in cultivation, the disciples of the Lu family were no match for Mo Yungu, and their swords were cut off every time. Qiong Yi rushed up to protect her fellow disciple, but Mo Yungu saw that she had indeed come to stop him. The moment she raised her hand to fight the wind, she threw the saber away and threw it towards Lu Li not far away.
Qiong Yi was startled, seeing the terrifying aura emitted by the long knife flying away, which Lu Li could not stop at all! Immediately, the wind gathered in front of Lu Li, and the classmate beside him had been slapped on the chest with a claw. Blood splashed out of his body with a scream, and covered Qiong Yi's body. She only saw a deep The red thing was dug out, and he was playing with it in his hands, shrinking and beating. The man's voice laughed in his ears: "It's a pity that it couldn't be saved."
The junior brother's body had no breath and he collapsed completely.
Qiong Yi's scalp was tingling, and he felt that Mo Yungu's long knife was called back by him, and it was stabbing in the back, trying to penetrate him.
She could have avoided it, but the warm human blood on the side of her face and the sweet and fishy smell were irritating her. She lost consciousness for a moment and failed to avoid it. She was stabbed heavily into the shoulder, and blood flowed along the edge of the knife. come out.
"Do you want it?" Mo Yungu held his heart and handed it to her. Qiong Yi held the Xinge Sword tightly, and saw that he threw his heart to the soldiers behind him and let them share the food. Qiong Yi's breathing became heavier and heavier. , took a step forward, the true energy in his body continued to leak out, the wind spread from his feet, raising his hair, clothes, and the blood on his shoulders together.
"Your ability to protect people cannot have both ends." He smiled and said: "You will die here, all of you will die here."
Qiong also noticed that the poison on his knife had spread along the wound on his shoulder. Xian Ge was shrouded in white light, which was more dazzling than the sunlight. He rushed towards Mo Yungu, aiming to kill him.
"Senior sister!——"
*
When Lu Yuhao came with his people, he saw an extremely tragic scene. The Rong people had retreated, and the ground was littered with corpses, both from the Rong people and from the same sect.
Qiong Yi was lying in a pool of blood, and Lu Li was supporting her with injuries all over her body. After seeing his senior brother, he reluctantly tried to get up, but he could only stretch out his bloody hand: "Senior...brother..."
"Xiao Wu! Xiao Qi!" Lu Yuhao's pupils shrank, and he rushed over quickly, taking Qiong Yi from his hand. Her face was covered with red spots, but her lips were pale.
"It's a strong poison! Hurry! Someone come and detoxify her!"
The Xie family monk who came for support quickly took out the medicine bottle from his sleeve, used the elixir to temporarily suppress the poison, and ordered people to carry her away for treatment first, and then searched and rescued anyone who was still seriously injured.
Surprisingly, the monks who fell to the ground were only seriously injured. Only three or four of them died, and all the soldiers died. Compared with the usual strong attacks, the losses here were unexpected. Small.
Lu Li's arms were dripping with blood, but he did not want to be carried away. Instead, he insisted on digging out Yang Xiaosi from the mountain of soldiers' corpses with his own hands. She still had one breath left, and after first aid, her life was not in danger.
Lu Yuhao's always kind and peaceful face was twisted with hatred at this moment: "...Xiao Qi, how many men did they send for this attack?"
"No less than two hundred...it was brought by the man named...Mo Yungu..." Lu Li wiped the blood on his face and cried: "Senior sister protected us alone...that man poisoned her...said she ...will never wake up again...just run away...save her...save her, senior brother..."
"Don't worry." Lu Yuhao comforted Lu Li, but he clenched his hands very tightly: "There is no poison in the world that Xie Shi can't detoxify. Don't worry, just take good care of your injuries."
*
Qiong Yi was taken for treatment and detoxification. Xie Yan and several fellow disciples who were deeply involved in spiritual practice confirmed several times and concluded that she was just poisoned by ordinary strong poisons. After several rounds of detoxification, the red spots on Qiong Yi's face faded little by little. The lips are no longer pale.
When Sheng Xuanyuan arrived, Qiong Yi, who had promised to come back tonight, was already lying on the bed unconscious. There were obviously not many injuries on her body, but there were deep knife marks on her waist and shoulders. She had obviously been drugged and bound. Gauze, but still bleeding.
He knelt down beside the bed and said nothing, but the tighter his fists became, the stronger the hatred in his heart became.
He hated Lu Yuhao's negligence. Since he had defended a heavy ground, he did not leave one or two people capable of guarding the situation. They were all junior and low-level monks. The defensive formation was so fragile that it would be broken with one attack.
He hated Xirong's surprise attack and their cruel methods.
He hated himself for not choosing a few reliable disciples to accompany her there, so that she could stand in front of more than two hundred pseudo-cultivators and protect her fellow disciples.
The next day.
Sheng Xuanyuan asked for orders to attack Xirong, but Xie Cong refused. Su Ye, Yan Tingshen and Lu Yuhao all accompanied him in the petition. Yue Changle heard that two hundred puppet cultivators led by Xirong commander Mo Yungu had attacked the army and were defended by Qiong Yi alone. There were very few dead. He felt sad and stood in front of the tent to petition.
Even Xie Yangyu couldn't bear the frequent incidents in the rear and knelt down in front of the main tent and kowtowed.
Looking at the scene of all the young sons of the five tribes, the front line was in an uproar and the whole hall was filled with fighting spirit.
Xie Cong saw that his goal of calming down the situation and igniting anger was achieved, so he ordered them to lead the cultivators and go to the pass to call for battle. If Xirong continued to avoid the battle and used sneak attacks to attack, he would treat them in their own way and kill them. Enter Yiyuan Pass and force them to face the enemy.
*
Qiong had also been in a coma. Her injuries were not too serious and the poison had been removed, but she still couldn't wake up for a long time.
Because the frontline guards were busy and no one had time to take care of the wounded, she was sent to the villages and towns behind the pass. The accommodation is provided by the residents of the village and is cared for by specialized doctors. The monks who were seriously injured on the battlefield were all sent to live here to recuperate.
While she was sleeping, the cultivators on the front line had chased the Xirong barracks and fought several battles, almost retaking the Yiyuan realm. Unfortunately, there were still enough fake cultivators on the other side, and Sheng Xuan's resentment and moral will were still there, so he knew if he kept grinding, They would be bitten back, so they chose to take a long-term view, wear down their manpower, and temporarily withdrew their troops back to Lishan to see if Qiong Yi had improved.
Ever since Lu Xu knew that Qiong Yi was seriously injured and was sent to the village, he would come to visit her whenever he had time, but she never woke up.
On the day when the Xirong coach led a raid, he and Lu Yuhao went to the neighboring camp together. Thinking about it now, if he had stayed at that time, would he have been able to help her?
Sitting in the narrow room, Lu Xu looked at her sleeping face and thought silently.
It happened that on this day, Xie Yangyu was free, so he took a break from the front line and came to the village, preparing wound medicine and the high-quality supplements he had worked so hard to find, just to be able to meet Qiong Yi legitimately.
So in this narrow room, Xie Yangyu pushed the door in and saw Lu Xu sitting by the bed. The atmosphere was extremely awkward and subtle. The two of them took a step forward at the same time, their eyes half complicated and half probing: "You …”
Xie Yangyu lifted the thing in his hand and said with great confidence: "Miss Lu was brave and fought off the enemy commander. She was injured like this in order to save her fellow disciples. I am here to express my condolences."
Lu Xu accepted the gift: "As a senior brother who grew up with her, I still need to express my gratitude to Mr. Xie for these."
The two of them were laughing and talking to each other. What was a perfect coincidence was that Sheng Xuanyuan also chose this time to come to see Qiong Yi.
"Boom!" A heavy knock on the door cracked the wooden door, leaving broken marks.
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at the two people in the room, gathered around the unconscious Qiong Yi, his face turned purple with anger, and said coldly: "Get out! Get out!"
Lu Xu and Xie Yangyu were taken aback. His face was full of murderous intent. As outsiders, they could only silently leave the narrow room one after another. Then, there was a heavy muffled sound of "Bang!——", Sheng Xuanyuan slammed the door shut, and a silencing spell was cast on the door so that only the two of them could hear.
The two dared to be angry but dared not speak. They looked at each other and sarcastically said: "It seems that Young Master Xie is really not popular with Third Young Master Sheng."
"Haha, each other, please come back."
"please."
