Crossing the Cloud Valley is a canyon style, with steep mountain walls on both sides, and a road in the middle that is actually quite open. The mountain walls and cliffs on both sides, and the road in front of you, are also covered with many new spring greens.
The most important reason why the terrain here is so dangerous is that this area is flooded by turbid currents in May and June every year, and the water gradually recedes after August.
Those soils and gravels have been washed away and eroded year after year. Even if you pass here when the water recedes, you can't tell which area under the seemingly flat roads will have accumulated silt, and which area has formed under the ground. Cavity pit.
There are many masters in the team. In addition to Guan Luoyang and Anfeiyu, the others who are clearly among the first-class masters include Wu Pingqiang, Lu Pingdong, Jiang Jiusi, Sichuan and Hunan rich man Qian Wanliang, "Magic Hand" Mo Hehe, "Ghost Dragon" Jiao build.
In addition, although Zhao Wangui was seriously injured and had not recovered, Chen Shouzheng had already rushed back after escorting Han Wengong. When the two of them went out from the same sect and worked together to perform the Lushan sword technique, there was something magical about it, and Zhao Wangui could almost be ignored. of injuries.
If there were only these people, they could go to Xiushuo City faster, and they wouldn't have to worry about this dangerous terrain.
However, with the addition of the children of Zhujian Villa, more than twenty other famous masters in the world, and their disciples, followers, etc., one has to take into account the situation of the overall action. .
Even so, no one suggested that they should disperse their operations, travel lightly, or not go to Xiushuo City, but break up the whole group and go hide in the homes of some ordinary people.
Because in that case, if they were found by the members of the Demon Cult, they would have even less room to resist.
Those who were able to receive the invitation and come to the Sword-making Villa were originally well-known figures in the world. Instead of hiding like mice and gambling on the luck that they would not be found, they were more accustomed to relying on their own abilities. Go fight your way out.
Hiding is just walking on the edge of danger fearfully. Only when you reach Xiushuo City and use the veteran generals and elite soldiers there to have the confidence to truly fight against the remnants of the Huo Luo Tao and the Demon Cult can you be safe.
The group of people gradually moved forward for more than a mile in the canyon. Jiang Jiusi, who was riding at the front, suddenly raised his hand.
Everyone was on full alert, and when they saw him making a gesture, they immediately reined in their horses and stopped. Some people immediately dismounted and grasped their weapons.
The carriage carrying the wounded was in the middle of the team, and Amphibian also opened the curtain and stepped out.
"Someone has set up a strange formation in front of us."
Jiang Jiusi's voice spread through the team clearly and forcefully, "Maybe it's another masterpiece of the fire fortune teller."
Wu Pingqiang and Lu Pingdong rode their horses forward, each waving their palms and emitting a stream of pure air. After careful observation, under the night, the road ahead was interspersed with loess and green grass. It was indeed vague and swaying, which seemed real and illusory. It was true. It's a sign that a formation has been set up.
Their hearts tightened at first, and then they felt a little relieved inexplicably.
If Shao Lingxiao led another grandmaster to pursue him personally, I'm afraid there would be no need to use this method.
Although the Qimen Formation was a threat, it also showed that the opponent did not directly crush their own strength.
Jiang Jiusi said: "The formation set up by the divination operator can move the swords and palms swung in the air. Only by entering the formation can we find the opportunity. I..."
"Don't!"
Amphibian quickly stopped him and came to their side.
In this battle royale atmosphere, those who are left alone will definitely be the first to die.
He slandered and said, "There is no need to put yourself in danger. You should be on guard. I will break this formation."
After raising his head and drinking a bamboo tube of Yuhua tea, Anfeiyu knelt down and pressed the palm of his left hand to the ground.
On the cliffs on one side of the canyon, several figures hidden by the formation looked down at the scene in the canyon.
"Hey, there are so many of them. I heard that Yang Jichang and Lao Meng suffered consecutive defeats before, and their lives were at stake. We only have three people here this time. Isn't it a bit big?"
The person who spoke was dressed in light blue coarse cloth, with a dark blue scarf covering her hair. She looked like a woman from a small family, with no makeup on her face and fair eyebrows, but she was Qiu Ruzui, the Oriental Envoy of Huo Luo Dao.
Bu Suanzi said with a smile: "The power that your poison can exert when combined with my formation is very different from those of them who only fight head-on."
"Moreover, the biggest difference is that this time we have Master Xu, a master-level expert here."
"If we weren't afraid of one or two lucky fish slipping through the net, there would actually be no need for both of us to come. Only the leader would be enough."
Xu Miyuan didn't say a word to his praise. He took a step forward, and suddenly his body moved more than twenty meters in the air, stepped out of the cliff, and then fell straight down.
Although Bu Suanzi's words were meant to be complimentary, he was right.
Both Xu Miyuan himself and even Shao Lingxiao, who sent them here, naturally regarded Xu Miyuan as the absolute main force in this interception.
The extremely poisonous formation was just for foolproof assistance, and the power of the two envoys seemed insignificant compared to a grandmaster armed with magical weapons.
Therefore, regardless of whether the people below entered the formation or not, the attacks from the sky had already fallen into the formation openly.
It was a bronze drum constructed out of thin air with light surging from Xu Miyuan's palm.
It has a copper frame and is made in the shape of a waist drum. The drum surface is as bright as gold.
The bronze drum fell to the ground with its afterimage, the sound of the drum vibrated, and a loud noise spread.
The martial arts figures in the surrounding circle, whether they were elite disciples or leaders of a sect, had their robes ripped apart and scattered. They didn't even have time to utter a exclamation. They all opened their mouths in confusion, and everyone fell down.
Xu Miyuan's figure followed closely behind, falling from mid-air. Before he hit the ground, shouts came from all directions, and among the crowd, dozens of people who were good at concealed weapons fired out like a rain of arrows from the sky.
Sleeve arrows, flying knives, funeral door nails, and locust stones were all aimed at the figure in the sky.
In particular, a golden bead that Qian Wanliang shot out with a shake of his hand went away the fastest. He was known as the "Golden Bead Magic Bullet, a Thousand Liang of Gold." Most others thought he used gold as a hidden weapon.
In fact, that golden hidden weapon is rarer than gold. The surface of the seemingly round bead has countless facets and holes that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It was created by Chang An, a supervisor who specializes in breaking the body's protective energy. Break through the Gangfeng.
Even within the internal security organization that directly obeyed the orders of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, only a small number of people could use this exquisite and rare item.
The air around Xu Miyuan suddenly shook, and most of the hidden weapons were as immobile as flying insects solidified in amber.
Only that golden bead suddenly let out a scream and penetrated several feet of thickness. Its hardness was stronger than the protective aura of hundred-forged steel.
Hit him right in the heart.
However, he lightly squeezed it with his left hand and took the rapidly approaching golden beads into his palm without any fuss, and the screams stopped abruptly.
"Nice beads, return them to you!"
Xu Miyuan waved his left hand, and all the hidden weapons hovering around him were simultaneously shocked and shot back.
After the golden bead was infused with his true energy, it actually expanded the exquisite internal structure several times, from the size of a dragon's eye to the size of a fist.
Every bit of the metal structure was forcibly stretched and became more slender and weaker. The tiny holes on the surface also continued to grow in the process, filling in air and letting out a roar like a ghost's howl.
Those who had just handed out concealed weapons were now frightened and fled, and the queue was in chaos.
When Qian Wanliang saw him catching the golden bead, he knew it was bad and had already made dodge movements in advance. With a sway of his body, he was able to retreat thirty meters away.
Who would have thought that Xu Miyuan could see through this kind of movement. As soon as Qian Wanliang dodged, the golden beads hit him on the path of his avoidance. If he didn't move faster or slower, he would hit his head. .
Suddenly a hand stretched out from the side of the carriage and grasped a flying knife flying by the carriage. With a flick of his wrist, the flying knife accelerated instantly and turned into a burning red light ray in the air. From this hand It was launched and hit the golden ball with holes.
The golden ball exploded together with the flying knife, and the shattered metal piece cut off a strand of hair on Qian Wanliang's temple.
Qian Wanliang's shock had just subsided, and everyone at the front of the team also looked back and drew their swords. The eyes of top-notch masters, with enough pressure to make ordinary people collapse, wandered over Xu Miyuan's body, trying to find out something. flaw.
Xu Miyuan only looked at the hand that reached out of the carriage.
"Huh? You were hit by him, but you were still able to make a move."
Huoluo Tao had planned to enter the Central Plains from Yumen Pass decades ago. Although the scale of the Dharma protectors and religious rules and regulations at that time were incomparable to those of today, Xu Miyuan, a master with the appearance of a Westerner, could not help but come into contact with the Central Plains from an early age. culture.
He spoke the Central Plains dialect with an extremely precise tone, and anyone could hear the playful, playful, and nonchalant tone.
In the carriage, Guan Luoyang withdrew his hand, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The two Taoist priests who had been lying next to them, the older one, coughed and woke up leisurely.
His white hair was scruffy, his robes were messy, his skin was loose, and his dark yellow face was covered with wrinkles. But when he opened his eyes, not only were they not as turbid as an old man's, they were not even as confused as those who had just woken up from drowsiness.
The old man's eyes were extremely pure and peaceful. When Guan Luoyang glanced at him with his lowered eyes, there was a murderous look directed at the people outside, but he had not yet had time to restrain himself.
Xu Miyuan heard the cough in the carriage and slowly landed next to the bronze drum: "Master Yu Tu was originally in the carriage. I have admired his name for a long time. Not long ago, we met by fate on Laojun Mountain. Now overnight, we have fate again. Yu, why don’t you come out and meet me?”
As he spoke, he touched the tip of his toe, the drum flew up, and slapped the drum head with his right hand.
The drum sound this time was more powerful than when the bronze drum fell just now.
It was just a drum sound that caused many people in the valley to feel dizzy with ups and downs.
The sound of drums echoed over and over again from the cliffs on both sides and between the canyons.
Following Wu Weiyang's whistle, many disciples from Zhujian Villa changed their positions in the entire queue to form a Fixed Wind Sword Formation.
The seven-hole fixed-wind sword with cold light flashed, and as the formation moved, the true energy filled the air, and the invisible wind was almost controlled and guided into tangible turbulence, shuttling between the crowds, pressing on everyone's clothes, blowing the horses, and causing chaos. Drum sound.
Xu Miyuan immediately felt several turbulences crisscrossing around him, interspersing densely.
Before he could take action to break through this formation, which he regarded as child's play, Wu Pingqiang raised his body and drew his sword. In the dark night, the light of the sword swayed upwards, like ice and snow.
He flew with a sword, but before the light of the sword arrived, countless ice crystal flowers had already sprouted from the turbulence formed by the Fixed Wind Sword Formation, cutting back and forth quickly, sweeping towards Xu Miyuan.
Lu Pingdong flew around from the other side and slashed with his sword. With his stubborn and arrogant sword spirit, even when facing a grandmaster, he could still display a domineering attitude and issue a condescending judgment and kill.
The master swordsman didn't pay attention to the ordinary thing. He handed Xu Miyuan a sword from behind. The ancient iron sword in his hand was like a thousand-year-old pine welcoming a branch from the cliff. It was extremely natural, but it was inescapable.
The ghost dragon struck Xu Miyuan's ankle with a spear from among the crowd. Jiang Jiusi, Lushan's double swords, and Qian Wanliang also regrouped and attacked again.
A total of eight first-class masters all took action and came from different directions. When they arrived next to Xu Miyuan, they actually formed a formation.
The Fixed Wind Sword Formation can only be performed with the help of the Fixed Wind Sword, and apart from the people from the Sword Making Villa, no other masters have learned it.
So when they took action this time, they used the "annihilation in all directions" formation created by Zhuang Guogong Su Xing in the Tang army.
Wu Pingqiang, Mo Jiaojie, Guilong Jiaogai, Zhao Wangui and others all learned this formation during the Southwest War. Lu Pingdong was once a grain officer in the Southwest War, and Jiang Jiusi, as the son of the Minister of War, even though I didn't practice it in my early years, and I read relevant classics.
A group of people had long discussed that if they encountered an enemy master, they would use this formation to resist it. Once it was used, with the vision, speed, and reaction ability of a first-class master, there was no trace of unfamiliarity at all.
Originally, when a first-rate master faced a grandmaster, the direction of his true energy could not be concealed. It could be said that there were flaws everywhere.
But this formation that destroyed all directions was completed, and the energy was connected.
Xu Miyuan felt as if the surroundings suddenly darkened. From the extremely colorful and mysterious perspective of looking directly at the true energy in other people's bodies, he fell to a bleak environment. Only their clothes, swords, and bodies could be seen. They came with the air current and killed them together.
In fact, the latter state is something that can be seen by normal first-class masters. It is much clearer than ordinary people.
But for the Grandmaster, it is really like falling from the sky into the mud. No matter what the state of mind, there should always be a little discomfort.
Xu Miyuan was indeed unwell, so with this displeasure, he took action boldly.
The bronze drum was spinning rapidly above his head. Without looking at it, he raised his arms to both sides - Eight Winds Shocked!
The surrounding air presses outward, forming layers of film, which are superimposed layer upon layer, sealing the dust between those thick films, causing each particle of dust to begin to stimulate and vibrate.
Then, it broke out.
In the air waves, bunches of torrents composed of fine dust are flying in all directions. These tiny dusts, the unnoticed micro-matter, are slightly gathered at this moment, oscillating at high frequency. Each bunch can penetrate gold. Stone, chasing souls and killing people.
The attacks of the eight masters could not help but be deflected, swung away, or even forced to defend and retreat.
Originally composed of eight people, a tight circle suddenly expanded to twice its size.
But when they were using their moves to resist, suddenly two people from the east and west waved their swords to the ground, and two people from the north and south raised their palms to the sky.
Thousands of vibrating jets of dust dispersed in all directions under the guidance of a huge aura. Some of them penetrated into the ground, creating unfathomable holes, and some of them converged into dusky air currents and blasted high into the sky.
This Eight Wind Shock was originally going to break through the entire formation, but the Qi machines connected by the eight people were vented out through four exits, while the other four people attacked again at the same time.
Under the pressure of the Grandmaster, these eight masters aroused all their energy and mind. The "Destruction in All Directions" formation operated so smoothly that it was almost suspected that they had secretly practiced it hundreds of times.
On the cliff, Qiu Ruzui looked down at the sword lights flickering like wings in the southeast and northeast directions. There was a hint of irritation in his expression. A sword slipped out of his sleeve. It was two feet and six inches long. The blade was silver-white. A blood groove on the spine of the single sword was bright red.
Bu Suanzi saw her movements and did not stop her.
Even if they firmly believe in Xu Miyuan's strength, since the situation is slightly stalemate at this moment, it is natural for the two of them to speed up and defeat this group of people.
But at this moment, the fog of formation that covered their figures suddenly dispersed.
Qiu Ruzui paused and looked at the strange changes in the canyon below. She saw that the formation she and Bu Suanzi had jointly set up, the boulders shifted, the soil trembled, and the road and green grass turned up like a swamp.
A yellowish python, nearly twenty meters long, was lifted up from the turbulent soil.
Bu Suanzi took a closer look and realized something was wrong. It was not a python at all, but a huge tentacle made of soil, and it was covered with suckers.
After one tentacle broke out of the ground, there was another.
Eight tentacles were lifted out of the ground one after another, and then the soil in the center rose up to form the octopus' head.
There is also a patch of turf, tilted over the head.
Activating the contract, the Arm-footed Demon King!
This giant beast that should belong to the ocean, its head alone is more than twice the height of an average person.
Even though it was too heavy to use its arms and legs to push its head to a higher place, under the command of the amphibian, the arm-foot monster made of earth and stone squirmed forward crazily.
Originally, this Qimen formation was enough to deflect a tyrannical impact several times this size, but this eight-legged octopus rose up from the ground and directly collapsed the foundation of the formation. The Qimen's effect was gone. .
The head that was crushed over and the tentacles spread out directly swept away all the boulders arranged in the formation. The poisonous smoke hidden in them exploded in a puff, spreading an overly bright red color in the air.
The amphibians then condensed the air and turned into two cranes, following the voice of the arm-footed monster and sweeping away the poison.
The two envoys of Huoluo Dao worked hard to form a formation, and they were confident that they could trap the entire team at Zhujian Villa and divide the strangulation formation.
Amphibian used this method to defeat it in one fell swoop, smoothing the road ahead.
"Earth-controlling beast...such a big weight..."
Bu Suanzi witnessed this scene and murmured, "What kind of method is this? If you have such a strong air-clearing energy, you might as well go directly to fight Xu Miyuan..."
The rumble of horse hooves in the canyon drowned out his whispers.
Except for the eight masters, the remaining people in the team seemed to have received the order long ago, and they galloped forward without any hesitation, rushing out of the canyon and rushing to Xiushuo City.
