Fu Canglu

Chapter 295
The periphery of the snow fog forest.

The crimson Suzaku burns the ancient wood with flames, and it is bloody red for miles around.

Fishy, ​​is the breath of blood; red, is the color of blood.

All the way to the north of Tangmen, I don't know how many people survived under the deliberate siege of Sen Luodao and Zhong's family.

But under this number, there are ten times more dead souls.

Just around the Snow Fog Forest, hundreds of corpses had already piled up. In the last three days, Sen Luodao was besieged by logging, and Tang Sect could only abandon their sons and delay their troops.

Bitter wind, mixed with heavy snow.

Suzaku Xuyan turned these corpses and the forest into nothingness.

Sometimes life is like smoke.

Under a big fire, hundreds of black robes were rattling and shaking under the high temperature.

All the people in Senluo Dao were silent.

They were riding on black horses, the snowflakes on the black robes were bounced off by Yuanli, and the high temperature not far in front of them could not make them look away.

Everyone focused on the burning flames.

The several Northern Wei swordsmen who personally supervised the formation suffered no serious injuries from Yi Xiao's surprise attack.

They reined in their horses and stamped their feet before the battle.

"The Sen Luodao sent the order before, you all heard it"

"After this fire, the Tang Sect is not allowed to leave anyone alive!"

This fire is almost burnt out.

But in the snow fog forest, there was not a single cry.

The eyes of several black-robed swordsmen were a bit serious and penetrating.

They looked at the snowy and foggy forest that was too quiet.

Is the temperature of that flame too high?

The high temperature made those remnants of the Tang family turn into ashes without even crying out?

It's just that if the Tang Sect is destroyed, the Senluo Daoist Yama has been gone for so long, why hasn't she come back?

The few people in the lead couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly a slightly mocking weak voice came from behind them.

"A bunch of idiots."

Several black-robed swordsmen squinted their eyes and looked behind them with unfriendly expressions.

The little duke who was carried all the way back from Beiyuan by Yan Xiaoqi was slightly propped up at this moment, with blood still flowing between his brows.

He gasped for breath, forced a smile and said, "You don't really think that Tang Sect's last hole card, 'Tangjiabao', is the real stronghold hidden in the snowy fog forest?"

Several black-robed swordsmen fell silent.

"Tangjiabao must be a small world." Duan Wuyin laughed at himself: "Explaining to you is tantamount to playing the piano against a cow. You just need to know that that woman entered Tangmen by herself. If you want to wait until she comes out, I'm afraid there will be no chance. .”

"Because she will never come out of the snow fog forest at all."

Duan Wuyin coughed slightly, "She wants you to guard here, and she must also want you to guard the fish that slipped through the net in the Tang Sect that she has no time to care about."

The young master in black robe raised his head and looked at the snowy and foggy forest.

It has turned into a fiery red.

The boiling Suzaku Void Flame has already ignited the entire snow fog forest.

But it was too quiet.

Duan Wuyin's eyes drifted slightly, the firelight reflected the snow and mist, like a dream, as if he had returned to Luoyang a year ago.

that fire.

It is also Suzaku deficiency inflammation.

He chuckled softly: "You have never seen this kind of fire. If you really want to burn people to death, it won't be so quiet."

The black-robed young master murmured: "People from the Tang Sect are no longer in this forest."

Duan Wuyin's face was solemn, and he said seriously: "So...the ones she wants you to guard are actually just a few people."

The voice fell.

A group of crimson flames suddenly exploded in front of him.

It was the fiery and high-temperature Suzaku Void Flame, and everything could be burned.

And that group of flames exploded without warning at the junction of Snow Fog Forest and Sen Luo Dao!

A blurry figure rushed out of the flames.

Duan Wuyin, who reacted the fastest, had already got on his horse, and his Yuan force surged out, shielding all Suzaku Xuyan away!

He looked at the two blurred figures in the firelight.

He murmured: "There are only two people, how dare you come to charge?"

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, a dragon and a snake surrounded his body, and the white rope transformed by the white dragon had turned into a huge bell jar according to Yi Xiao's mind, and it was blessed outside the dragon and snake.

Envelop the two of them.

Xiao Buyi beside him is in charge of promoting Confucianism.

The huge bell jar knocked over the ancient wood, driving the majestic Suzaku Xuyan, sweeping and crushing it all the way.

His Highness held his breath, the white rope contained quite mixed meanings.

One of them is related to "flame". When Yi Xiao was in retreat on the holy island, he extracted the memory of Zhulian Xiangli's sunset town.

On that bridge, I met Suzaku, who was thousands of miles away, slapping the shore with anger.

Even if the Dao Domain Intent is quite weak, it is still not a problem to drive Suzaku Void Flame to cover the surface of the bell jar.

The fiery red weak domain intended to rise rapidly amidst the flames of the Suzaku Void Flame, like a snowball, desperately absorbing the hard-won True Fire of the Suzaku.

Yi Xiao's eyes are full of golden color, Wulian's pupils are opened, and her soul power and induction have been raised to a very sharp level.

He said softly, "Get ready."

Xiao Buyi began to apply seals on his sleeves with both hands, using the vitality of heaven and earth to prepare Confucian techniques.

Confucianism is known as the half-immortal orthodoxy, one qi transforms the three qings, the mystery is indescribable, and the realm is divided into three steps.

Xiao Buyi's Confucianism has transcended form and reached the realm of emptiness.

The two ancient trees were pulled up by the power of the dragon snake, and the vast flames were sucked away by the young man inside the shield like a whale.

Yi Xiao's belly was distended, and his eyes were red.

Xiao Buyi tied his seal and shouted loudly: "Let go!"

His majesty held his belly with a ferocious face, roaring like a lion, and the fiery red field was intended to explode outside the shield with a roar!

The time became extremely short and unforgettable under the burning of Suzaku Void Flame.

All the flames trembled slightly at first.

Then it solidified and was gathered by a huge force.

The binding force from that realm forcibly solidified them together.

Then came Xiao Buyi's Confucian technique, making all the Suzaku vain flames, docile and docile like a formation, and began to build bridges in the void.

A bridge of flames that is tens of feet long and leads directly to the belly of Sen Luo Dao!
Suzaku is empty and burns everything.

What stood in front of Suzaku Xuyan naturally turned into nothingness.

His Highness slightly ground his feet, lowered his body, and was ready to move forward at any time like a leopard.

Xiao Buyi, who was exhausted by the Confucian technique just now, quickly jumped onto Yi Xiao's back.

Yi Xiao was expressionless.

Wait for Xiao Buyi to hold on to his back.

work hard.

The sound of earth and rock cracking

Countless cobwebs exploded under the feet of His Royal Highness, no figure could be seen, no sound could be heard, all of this happened after the dust fell to the ground!
And the young man in the black robe rushed out of the flame bridge in one breath!
He came directly to the center of Senluo Road.

Everyone was startled for a second.

He stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared in the formation.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, glanced around slightly, and said regretfully: "The plan failed, and it didn't pass through the crowd. The situation is a bit bad."

The Second Highness also glanced at it, and suddenly felt ashamed, the current situation is not only bad?

They are now in Sen Rado's belly.

If nothing unexpected happened, Sen Luodou killed himself, so he should be ready to adopt this strategy.

Xiao Buyi sighed weakly and said: "Can you kill it?"

The little highness was expressionless, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

The protective shield formed by the white flood rope moves at will, shrinking to the range that can closely protect the person on the back.

Close your eyes and open them again, the third layer of Zhulian phase
Three feet lotus sea.

The world in Yi Xiao's eyes has changed, and it is no longer colorful.

Only the purple color remains.

His Highness prefers to call them the colors of data.

Strong and weak, high and low, life and death.

Just like now.

The colors Yi Xiao saw, the heavy snow above his head, the ethereal sparks behind him, and Sen Luodao's spies holding a knife in front of him who hadn't reacted yet.

Within one breath, if you can't handle these disturbing colors well, you may die here in a chain reaction.

On the left front, Sen Luo Dao's fifth-rank cultivation base, holding a crossbow, snatching the crossbow is useless, the crossbow arrows can't hurt his little diamond body, and can't hurt Xiao Buyi, who is protected by the white rope behind his back.

But by killing him, a bloody path can be cleared and it will be easier to leave.

The machete on the right back had already reached his neck, and his little King Kong's body would be fine if he cut it down, but if he didn't dodge the knife, his body would stop slightly next, and he would fall into an endless siege.

A moment can be very short.

It can also be very long.

For those who risk their lives, one split second is enough to make the right choice.

The members of Senluo Dao who hadn't reacted subconsciously saw the heads of two comrades separated from the neck in a trance, and they jumped up violently!

The man in the black robe with one person on his back looked indifferent, and a broken knife spinning in a circle flew out of his hand.

No one saw clearly how he took the knife and swung it out.

There was a gap in the front left immediately.

Yi Xiao's figure stepped onto the empty seat before everyone else.

Then more people came around.

There will be more coming.

His Highness's eyes were still calm, and Zhu Lianxiang was caught in the calculation of the next moment.

This time, three heads flew out, and Yi Xiao took the next step again.

The third instant.

Every moment is on the verge of life and death, making a wrong choice, taking a wrong step, or failing to preempt.

That is death.

Yi Xiao's luck is good enough.

Yi Xiao is also strong enough.

So he can always grab the next step.

But no one can do without paying the price.

The price for taking this next step is that Yi Xiao got a slash in the back.

This knife was ruthless enough, because it came from the ninth-grade sword that was swept from the front of the formation, and spared no effort to cut it down.

But Yi Xiao can't dodge, if he dodges, he won't be able to grab that step, grab that chance.

Therefore, Little King Kong is physically strong.

The thick knife was cut off as a matter of course.

While being cut in two, it also successfully hindered Yi Xiao's figure.

The little Highness's face was pale, but his footsteps were still firm and quick, and he took the right step.

but.

Beside him was the black robe of Mori Dao rushing towards him like a tide.

No one knows what will happen next.

It's as if no one knows what's next.

Is it life or death?

(End of this chapter)