The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 601
At the northern pass of Minshan Mountain, the ambush against Princess Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty continues.

As the three practitioners lurking in the forest suddenly emerged at the same time, the interception was instantly detonated into a white-hot stage.

Especially the huge flying rock that came from the sky. If it really hit, Li Yu in the carriage would be smashed into a pulp in an instant!

But at this time, Lu Qingchen was held back by two sword cultivators hiding in the dark. Although the princess guards were brave, they had little resistance to the extraordinary methods of such practitioners.

Even if they fight with flesh and blood, it is nothing more than another bloody corpse.

At this moment, Ning Que, who was sitting on the top of another carriage, finally moved. With one hand, he used his mental power to capture the carriage that Li Yu was sitting on and to his own carriage. around.

"Boom!"

The huge flying rock finally hit the ground, but unfortunately it hit an empty space and only splashed mud all over the sky. Ning Que took action at will and easily resolved the fatal situation of Li Yu, mother and son.

"kill!"

The burly man wearing light armor once again threw a boulder towards Ning Que's position.

Then, he didn't look at the result, but strode towards the carriage where Ning Que was. Wherever he passed, a strong wind blew up, accompanied by billowing dust and smoke, and the sound was quite terrifying.

This boulder is slightly smaller than the one smashed previously, but it flies faster.

Ning Que frowned, and his invisible mental power was like a copper wall, blocking the boulder three feet in front of him and suspending it in mid-air.

From movement to stillness, everything seems so abrupt, which shows that Ning Que has great power and is unfathomable.

"Whoosh!"

Ning Que flicked his finger, and the invisible power of thought enveloped the air, turning into an invisible vacuum air blade and shooting out.

The middle-aged man in light armor had already subconsciously made evasive movements when Ning Que made a move.

From the little information they had about the master of Minshan Mountain, they knew that this young man was at least a master of the Dongxuan Realm.

Therefore, they did not dare to be careless when taking action, which shows that they attach great importance to this mountain master.

However, the middle-aged man's movements were in vain. The invisible energy flying from the sky followed Ning Que's thoughts and moved as he pleased. It curved an arc in mid-air and headed directly towards the middle-aged man's face. Call.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man only had time to exclaim.

The burly figure was directly pierced by Ning Que's invisible energy, and his chest was deeply sunken. Blood mist flew and dyed the fallen leaves on the ground red.

This warrior, who had a cultivation level equivalent to that of the Dongxuan Realm, fell straight to the ground and was easily killed by Ning Que.

At the same time, Lu Qingchen was also in danger under the pressure of two Dongxuan realm sword cultivators.

"bass!"

The dragon's roar of sword energy made the sound of ripping gold and silk. Lu Qingchen's bright sword light was blocked by a gray sword light from the opposite side.

The two sword lights were chasing each other in the dense forest of Beishan Road. Wherever they passed, more than ten large trees were cut and fell to the ground. The power they carried directly shattered all the leaves within a few feet of the surrounding area. This kind of power would not be possible if it fell. On an ordinary person, it would be like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, leaving no intact body.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, another sword cultivator in the dense forest of Beishan Road finally took action. What he saw in front of him was a faint yellow sword light whizzing towards him.

That light yellow shadow, like lightning, was among the fallen leaves flying all over the sky one moment, and the next moment it came to the battlefield of the Beishan Crossing. The low hum at the beginning turned into wind and thunder in the blink of an eye. roar.

The sword light was pointed directly at Lu Qingchen, who had no sword in his lap.

"Kill!" At this moment, the sergeants of the Princess Guard finally moved. The leader of the guard knew very well that Lu Qingchen could not die. Once he died, ordinary people on his side who could not practice cultivation would have no choice but to be slaughtered. "cut!"

A series of dense sounds of blades being unsheathed were heard continuously, and more than a dozen sharp steel knives, with the momentum and determination of never turning back, were slashed into the open space in front of them with the full strength of the guards.

"Shhhhh!"

Every blade of sword light carried the indomitable momentum of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, and eventually formed a densely woven knife net, tightly protecting Lu Qingchen within it.

However, when the light yellow sword shadow shuttled at high speed, it suddenly paused when it came to the sword formation, then turned sideways, cleverly avoiding the direction of the sword formation, and flew away with a scoff.

This seemingly resolute, forward-moving light-yellow sword with almost the power of wind and thunder actually changed its style and turned into a smart and strange power.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The shadow of the sword, as thin as cicada wings, was like a life-threatening ghost, passing by the throats of several guards beside him.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted out violently. The guards held knives in their right hands and covered their necks with their left hands. Blood overflowed from their fingers and then slowly fell forward. Until the moment of death, he still did not see the man. A powerful swordsman.

The light yellow sword shadow drew a smooth arc in the air, and passed back to the front of the sword formation like lightning. Suddenly in front, and suddenly behind, the trajectory was unpredictable and impossible to capture. In the blink of an eye, three more guards were killed. .

"combine!"

Five or six of his men were killed, and the guard leader's eyes were splitting. After finding the opportunity he had been looking for, he shouted loudly.

The next moment the sword formation changed, the four guards in front of him and behind him who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time danced the steel swords in their hands into snowflakes, and finally forced the bright yellow sword shadow into a narrow corner.

"break!"

How could the leader of the guards miss such a good opportunity? With all his strength, the long sword in his hand struck hard towards the light yellow sword shadow. This sword hit the sword body!

There was just a "pop" sound, and the image of the agile light yellow sword fell into the dust like a thin snake that had been hit seven inches, and fell into the thick rotten mud of fallen leaves.

Before the guard leader could be happy, the sword shadow shot out from the ground, piercing through like lightning, pointing directly at his face.

Practitioners are practitioners, and this group of Princess Guards are elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles. They are still unable to compete with the flying swords that appear and disappear.

"what!"

The leader of the guards looked ferocious, and he had no intention of accepting his fate. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, even when facing the superior practitioners, were indomitable.

"Shh!"

The first strike of the guard leader failed. The light yellow flying sword turned around and shot towards his neck from the side. If it hit, his head would be dislocated.

"Buzz!"

Just when the guard leader closed his eyes and waited for death, the light yellow sword shadow suddenly hovered in front of his eyebrows, unable to move within three inches.

From the perspective of the guard leader, one can even see the light yellow sword body struggling hard and shaking constantly.

However, no matter how hard Feijian struggled, it was still difficult to escape, as if he was frozen in place.

Deep in the dense forest, a muffled groan came: "Master of Minshan Mountain, who are you!"

(End of this chapter)