The puppet cultivators who were lying in ambush rushed up. Seeing that the four people sent earlier were dead, they shouted: "Go! Kill her!"
Qiong Yi glanced around indifferently, two hundred, no, more than that, more people than the last time he attacked his clan, but this time, there was no leader Mo Yungu.
"Why didn't Mo Yungu come?" She raised her sword horizontally and cut off a piece of sword light: "Are you afraid?"
The leader shouted: "Young women, how dare you make such a noise!"
Qiong also found out this person's cultivation level, and found that Mo Yue was the highest among the three hundred people, close to his own sixty-seventh level of success. Their overall cultivation is not strong, but they can win with more people.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. As she thought, she slowly stretched her left hand forward, and the wind surged slowly. No one paid attention to the pseudo-cultivators, they only surrounded her in layers. The air flow attached to the side of the leader and suddenly shrank, and he was unprepared. Wrapped in the shape of the wind, Qiong Yi suddenly closed his fist, and the strong wind continued to twist and collapse inward, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and cracking, and the man screaming with all his strength: "Ah! Ah! -"
Her voice was clear and pleasant: "Why don't you scream?"
The soldiers were frightened when they saw the situation and raised their swords to stab at the surrounded woman. Unexpectedly, Qiong Yi, who was surrounded and killed, disappeared in front of her eyes.
"Uh-huh! Up there! Kill her quickly...save me..."
Qiong had also released Yufeng's maximum pressure, but could only break his shoulder bones and torso. With the man's cultivation to protect him, he could not directly crush him to death. He thought to himself: I am Granting skills as a killing move is indeed very reluctant.
The soldiers raised their heads one after another. What was brighter than the moonlight in the sky was the true energy overflowing from the Xiange Sword.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the ground was filled with dust. The soldiers fell down. Some were injured by swords, while others got up and continued to fight with swords.
Seeing that the general was trapped between the wind shapes, the soldiers beside him didn't know what kind of magic it was. They stretched out their hands to touch the thing that bound him, but it was quickly bounced away by the strong wind. Someone used a knife to cut it, but it kept cutting no matter what. Qiong also Seeing that the Rong man tried his best to slash the wind shape with his sword, trying to rescue the general, he directly stopped his hand and let the gathering wind disperse. The sword just cut into the body of the man, and the blood was sprayed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. .
She withdrew her gaze and concentrated on facing the enemy. There were countless slashing swords rushing in front of her. With the help of the wind shield to protect her body, she pierced through the crowd at extremely fast speeds with deadly moves. Although some of her killing moves could be blocked and defused by the soldiers, they were still inevitably stabbed by her. Stabbing.
"Block her! Don't retreat!"
"Follow her! She's outnumbered!"
"Where is the person? He moved too fast and couldn't see clearly!"
Qiong Yi stepped on the wind and flashed behind everyone. The white sword energy condensed into shape and was slashing their heads. After Qiong Yi appeared, the fake cultivators reacted very quickly. They all raised their knives. There were countless blades and they were about to fall. In an instant, all that was struck was an afterimage, and the green-red body disappeared again.
The human corpses in front of her fell down one by one, the true energy in her body became thinner and thinner, and there were more and more wounds on her body. Her blue top had turned blood red unconsciously.
What became increasingly clear was the grip of the Xinge Sword.
Outside the floating body and the soldiers, Qiong also took a breather. At the other end of the street, there were still about a hundred people standing, but her body was already cold everywhere due to blood loss and she was exhausted. Looking at the remaining people from a distance, Qiong Yi twisted her fingers lightly, and took shape against the wind. Her three fingers gathered together, like orchids and butterflies. Wind arose under their feet for no reason, blowing everyone together. The power was not strong, and It has no lethality, but it is like a vision made in heaven, and it is very bluffing.
The pseudo-cultivators ran away from the eye of the storm one after another, and it was difficult to struggle out in a short time. She only heard her coldly ask: "In order to kill me alone, mobilize an army and mobilize a large number of people. Is this the plan of your coach Kun Zhai?"
The glowing white light flowing around her body was the little remaining true energy. In the middle of the dark night street, the blood-stained red clothes were illuminated.
The fake cultivators were angry and refused to reply. Qiong also exhaled, the light in her purple eyes gradually dimming. She realized that there was an assassination attempt from behind tonight, and the front line was far from peaceful. Only by keeping each other in check, they, the fake cultivators, had the opportunity to lurk into the mountains. middle.
It's too risky, it's just gambling.
This fighting method is completely different from Mo Yungu's previous steady and cunning tactics.
Before she could think about it, the soldiers in black seemed to take out something from their arms and swallowed it one after another. Qiong Yi felt something strange in his heart. He stabbed with his sword and only killed a few people slightly. The breath of the remaining people Big changes, rapid climb, more than two levels, directly promoted from low-level monk to mid-level, she raised her eyebrows: What secret method is this?
Then, she sensed a sudden increase in the aura of these people, but it did not last long. She was afraid that they would not survive for a few hours after taking the medicine. She became even more indifferent: these people in front of her were all dead soldiers.
A dead soldier who came to take her life.
Qiong also wondered why Mo Yungu wanted to go to such great lengths to kill her. She only tried her best to hurt him, but she was so afraid?
After the fake cultivator's strength increased, he resisted the strong wind and rushed out of the eye of the storm, rushing straight towards Qiong Yi. The magic circle under Qiong Yi's feet lit up, and sky fire fell from the sky. The Rong people who had no time to escape were caught in the fire wave, and they jumped over The fever grew stronger, and she drew her sword closer to the enemy. Her body was already numb, but there was no trace of fear on her face.
The waves of fire were rolling, being blown inward by the wind. The houses on the side of the street were not burned by the fire. The villagers inside shivered and did not dare to make a sound. The shouts and shouts outside the houses were loud, each one louder than the other. The collision of the cold front, The screams after being burned by the fire, the smell of burned human flesh, as well as the noisy footsteps and curses, became weaker and weaker as time went by. I don’t know how long it took, until the last burst of "plop" sound, " There was a "clang" sound of the sword falling to the ground. At this point, the outside world was quiet, and even the sound of fire was gone.
The villagers tremblingly opened the windows a crack to look at the tragic scene outside.
There were black and red corpses all over the ground, and a figure dressed in blood stood on top of the corpses, but the sword in his hand was shining with pure light.
Qiong also closed her eyes and walked out step by step from the mountain of corpses.
It was no longer clear who the blood on her body belonged to, and there was no trace of true energy left in her body. All the injuries, both open and hidden, were mixed together. It was not all pain that could be described in one word. She walked in a daze and unconsciously. , just feeling so tired and sleepy, her eyes fell outside the mountain of corpses. Although many houses in the village were destroyed in the fighting, it seemed that no one was dead. She vaguely saw the villagers opening the door and swarming towards her, her eyes white. He was confused, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
She thought: This time, no one will die in front of her.
Her consciousness collapsed, and she was about to fall if she could no longer hold on. Qiong Yi stabbed into the ground with a string song to stabilize half of her body.
The person walking out of the pile of corpses must be ugly and terrifying...otherwise why would the villagers surround him and kneel down...
Qiong also lowered her head. She didn't want to scare them. When she was living in the village to recuperate, she received too much care from them. She remembered it all.
Her eyesight turned black, Qiong Yi could no longer hear or understand what the villagers were saying, and her breathing gradually stopped.
"Go to the Hu Clan's injury camp to find someone! Go quickly!"
"Oh God! Bodhisattva! Little lady, please don't die! You must not die!"
"Go and bring a bed board! Carry the little fairy to the medical fairy! Hurry!"
"Hurry up! Little fairy, please hold on a little longer! Don't fall asleep!"
"Here comes someone! Help!"
The wounded who could walk in the camp had already arrived. They were horrified to see the miserable situation in front of them. The villagers carried a bloody human figure on a bed pole, knelt at their feet and cried: "Save her." !Save this immortal! She saved us! We can’t let her die!..."
"Lu Xiyan?!" the monk said in surprise, "Isn't she already crazy..."
"She's not crazy! She's not!... She saved the lives of our entire village. Please save her..."
The monk took a brief look at her breath, then turned around in shock and said, "Quick! Call the doctor! She's out of breath!" After saying that, he quickly gave Qiong Yi's vitality between his eyebrows to stay alive, and then took the bed blanket from the villager. He carried her and rushed to the wounded camp.
When the doctors saw Qiong Yi, they took a deep breath and treated her and cleaned her wounds. It wasn't until dawn that they stabilized her lifeline and managed to save her.
The monks went to the village to check if there were any soldiers left alive. They found more than 300 people, all dead, and not a single one was killed. The mountain of corpses was heavy. With one against a hundred, they stopped and killed these dead soldiers by themselves. , how strong is it that it can still last until it is rescued?
The battle on the front line lasted for a long time, and when news of the attack on the rear spread, no one had the energy to turn around and see. Qiong Yi was in the wounded camp under the care of doctors.
It took several days to clean up the corpses of the soldiers in the village, and several more days of killing at the front line. When the battle reached the far reaches, when Qiong Yi woke up from her injuries, what she saw when she opened her eyes were the familiar villagers she had protected that night. And Mo Sheng, they called her "immortal" one by one. Qiong Yi said that she was not an immortal, so just call her Lu Xiyan.
After waking up and regaining her consciousness, she sorted out the whole thing and realized what happened.
At that time, there was going to be a fierce battle on the front line. Sheng Xuanyuan saw the clues and left a note for her to go. Even most of the monks in the injured camp were gone. Several company camps in the rear were empty, and it was easy for the soldiers to lurk. Come in. The fighting in front of the pass was brutal. It was also that night that he, who was intoxicated, was assassinated by three hundred dead soldiers. He was stabbed through his body by a knife and regained consciousness when his life was in danger. Because she was outnumbered, she exhausted her cultivation to protect all the villagers, and she was exhausted. After being rescued, the war on the front line still continued.
The villagers regarded Qiong Yi as their benefactor and god, giving them food and drink every day. The doctor expelled them all from the injury camp and chatted with Qiong Yi for a long time, asking her about things before and during her dementia. Qiong Yi answered fluently and couldn't help but I was greatly shocked: there is indeed a person in the world who has recovered from the stupor of losing his mind and returned to a normal person. It can be regarded as the first precedent.
The doctor thought about it secretly for a long time and felt that Qiong could also regain her sanity, which was inseparable from Sheng Xuanyuan's careful comfort and care, as well as the near-death stimulation of the army's sneak attack, plus her own physical fitness and good luck, all of which were indispensable. , can you wake up as before.
Qiong is also unwilling to stay here for a long time. This village is too far away from the current front line. It is so far away that there is no news and it is difficult to feel at ease. Even if his body is injured everywhere, he asks the injured monks to take him with him.
As a result, she was rejected by people in the same camp, saying that her injury would only cause trouble for others, so it was better to calm down and wait for treatment.
Qiong also showed reluctance, and the doctor added: "The lurking gangsters were wiped out, and no one was injured or killed in the village. Miss Lu, there are not many people in the world who can do this. You have done well enough, leave some credit to others, and also Not a bad idea.
Qiong was also speechless. After a few days of worrying, the news of the great victory came back.
The monks of the five tribes recaptured the Xie family's mansion and the most important station, Tongyu Fort. The Rong army was defeated on the front battlefield, and the rear sneak attack failed, and the entire army was annihilated.
The news that "the assassination attempt by the three hundred dead men of Lishan was foiled and Lu Xiyan was seriously injured" was deliberately suppressed by Xie Cong. After Sheng Xuanyuan was victorious on the battlefield, he heard about the attack on Qiong Yi. Regardless of his meritorious service, After being rewarded, he immediately came back to see her.
When he returned to Lishan Mountain, he didn't have time to take off all the cloak and armor on his body. He rushed into the narrow house where they lived together but saw no one. A villager kindly showed him the way, and finally he saw her in the wounded camp: "Qiong Yi!"
Qiong Yi saw him coming, and regardless of her scarred body, she tried to get up, but was supported by Sheng Xuanyuan and lay back down. His eyes trembled and he couldn't stop choking in his words: "I heard, I heard the doctor said, you... Is it true that your sanity has completely recovered?"
