Fu Jingtao moved along the top of the canyon as lightly as a civet cat, trying to be careful not to kick over stones, so as not to reveal his whereabouts prematurely.

The mine protection team members fought and retreated to the high cliff. Behind them was the abyss. Unless they had two wings, no one could fly over. They formed a semicircular defensive formation and tried their best to kill the scorpions, but no one could

Dare to relax a little.

A mature scorpion is about half a foot long, wearing black and red striped armor, wielding a pair of huge sharp claws, and the barbs on its tail are shining with cold light. Their shells and claws are particularly hard and can withstand iron weapons.

During the confrontation, although they were cut and rolled all over the ground, few suffered fatal injuries, and their vitality was extremely tenacious.

The fighting spirit was boiling, sparks were flying, and the clanging sound was rapid and fierce.

At this time, there are still nine people left in the mine protection team. Two of them have blood skull patterns on their armors. One is about forty years old and wields a double axe, and the other is in his early thirties and is wielding a sword. The axe-wielding man is tall and muscular, with muscles all over his body.

Like iron, it stood at the forefront of the defense line, like a never-tiring rock, scattering the swarms of scorpions that came in like a tide. The man wielding the sword moved left and right to seal the loopholes, rescue his companions, and shouted encouragement

Morale should be the backbone of this group of people.

Seeing the endless supply of poisonous scorpions, which were almost inexhaustible, the man with the ax shouted: "Thirteen, you take the others and go first, I will stop them!"

The man wielding the sword said angrily: "Bullshit! If I leave, won't you definitely die?"

The man who wielded the ax said: "What's the point of fearing death? I died ten years ago! The key is to bring the things back for delivery, otherwise our brothers' sacrifices will be in vain!"

The man wielding the sword gritted his steel teeth so hard that he really wanted to abandon his companions and run for his life?

Suddenly, golden light flashed in the distance, and a golden giant scorpion the size of a millstone jumped onto a big stone, like a majestic commander, full of style. I don’t know how it conveyed the message, and the black giant scorpions instantly became crazy.

Attack power jumps straight up!

"Thirteen, let's go!"

At this desperate moment, a cry suddenly came from behind: "Hey, catch the rope ladder quickly!"

The man wielding the sword glanced back in his busy schedule, and saw a young and strong mining slave unexpectedly appearing on the cliff on the other side of the abyss. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - who was this guy? The mining slave had already

Tie a stone at one end of the rope ladder, spin his waist and suddenly raise his arms, and wow! The rope ladder flies across the abyss like a long dragon. In a critical moment, he has no time to think, so he can only choose to believe that the other party has no ill intentions, grab the rope ladder with open hands, and follow

He put his foot on the ground to fix it, and shouted: "There is a way out, everyone, retreat!"

The other eight people obeyed his words, turned around and retreated without hesitation, spread their body skills and quickly passed over the rope ladder, landing on the top of the opposite cliff.

The giant scorpions came like a flood from a broken embankment.

But the sword light suddenly brightened, like a scorching sun bursting out with countless bright lights. The cold sword energy filled the surrounding space, strong winds blew, venom splashed everywhere, and countless giant scorpions were tumbling with their heads in different places.

come down.

The swordsman took advantage of the opportunity and grabbed the rope ladder and jumped out of the high cliff.

The man with the ax had already thrown away the axe, grabbed the other end of the rope ladder with one hand and suddenly pulled it back, pulling up his fallen companion. The man with the sword hung firmly on the rope ladder, looking back at the people high up who had lost their way.

The Scorpions, who were so angry at the target, couldn't help laughing.

Everyone's narrow escape was so exhausting that they suddenly collapsed on the ground, taking medicine and healing their wounds in case they were attacked by poisonous insects on their way back.

Fu Jingtao stood aside silently like a green pine, neither expressing his merits nor asking for rewards, nor was he afraid of showing cowardice.

After checking the injuries of his companions, the swordsman turned to look at Fu Jingtao and said in a deep voice: "Young man, you dare to come here alone to watch the fun. You are very brave! What is your name?"

Fu Jingtao said: "I am Yang Tao, a native of Jiezhou in the Song Dynasty!"

The man who wielded the sword nodded and said: "As expected of me, the Great Song Dynasty's good son! Tell me, you saved a few of our lives, what do you want in return?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said: "I want to join the mine protection team. I wonder if you can agree?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was stunned. We must know that the mine protection team has to fight with underground poisonous insect monsters every day, and may encounter unexpected events at any time. If they are not forced to do so, who would be willing to take risks here? They just want to make enough contributions,

Get rid of the identity of the mine protection team and never live a life of licking blood with a knife tip. But this strange young mine slave actually wants to join in?!

The sword-wielding man frowned slightly, looked at Fu Jingtao seriously, and said slowly: "Young man, have you considered it clearly? Once you join us, your life will be over at any time!"

Fu Jingtao shrugged and said, "I know what I'm doing."

The swordsman said calmly: "We don't take in trash!"

Fu Jingtao stood with his feet spread wide and said, neither humble nor arrogant, "Please give me your advice."

The two people looked at each other, and two invisible sword intentions collided tentatively in the air. A cold wind suddenly rose, and the chill filled the air.

The man wielding the sword shouted: "Wuwu, give him the sword!"

"Boy, go on!"

Fu Jingtao didn't even look at it. He raised his hand to catch a thrown steel sword in a cool manner. He had no intention of showing off any sword skills. He put his left hand on his right wrist as a gesture of salute, bowed slightly and said: "Please!"

The sword wielder's eyes flashed brightly, and he said solemnly: "You can just let go and attack!"

Fu Jingtao said: "Respect is worse than obeying orders!" His sword intent was concentrated, his face was as frosty, his body suddenly flashed forward, his right arm stretched out quickly, a snow-white sword light cut through the space, and he attacked the opponent with unparalleled momentum. The key to the heart. This sword has reached the level of the integration of man and sword. The movements are simple and smooth, and the sword style is pure and impeccable. It is not like the moves that a young swordsman can use.

The sword-wielding man aroused his competitive spirit and swung the sword in his hand like lightning without evading it.

Dang! Ding Dang!

The two swords intersect, coming and going like the wind. The figures are intertwined and moving, making people dizzy.

Others were stunned. Where did this freak come from? He could actually fight to a draw with his own leader? With such a high level of swordsmanship at such a young age, could he still be considered a human being?

The two of them attacked and defended each other, fighting over a dozen moves in the blink of an eye. Fu Jingtao was very familiar with the sword moves of various sects and could switch between them with ease. He would never reveal his martial arts origins, but every move he used was just right.

There are almost no flaws.

The man who wielded the sword clicked his tongue in surprise, suddenly sheathed his sword and jumped back, looking at him again: "Yang Tao, right? I, Xia Shisan, would like to recommend you to join the mine protection team. Life or death is your destiny, don't complain!"

Fu Jingtao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, puffed out his chest and said loudly: "My fate is up to me and not God!"

Xia Shisan showed admiration in his eyes, untied the baggage from his back, stuffed it into Fu Jingtao's arms, and said solemnly: "To be honest, our group is likely to be ambushed. Please take this thing out of the mine."

Don’t let others discover the hole!”
Chapter completed!