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, sand and gravel have been eroded year after year. Even if you pass by 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 tycoon Qian Wanliang, "Magic Hand" Mo Jiao, and "Ghost Dragon" Jiao.

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In addition, although Zhao Wangui has not recovered from his serious injury, Chen Shouzheng has already rushed back after escorting Han Wengong. When the two masters came out of 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 overall situation of the operation.

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 seek shelter in the homes of some ordinary people.

Because if that were the case, if they were found by 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 for your way out.

Hiding is just walking on the edge of danger in fear. Only when we reach Xiushuo City and use the experienced generals and elite soldiers there to have the confidence to truly fight against the remnants of the Huo Luo Tao and the Demon Sect can we 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 located 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 powerfully, "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 in front of them was dotted with loess and green grass. It was indeed vague and swaying. It 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 had brought another grandmaster to pursue him personally, I'm afraid there would be no need to use this method.

Although the Qimen Formation is a threat, it also shows that the opponent does not directly crush our side's 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 a series of defeats before, and their lives were at stake. We only have three people here this time. Isn't it a bit overwhelming?"

The speaker was dressed in light blue coarse cloth and wore a dark blue scarf to wrap her hair. She looked like a woman from a small family named Biyu. She had no makeup on her face and had rosy brows and cheeks. However, 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 compliments, and took a step forward. His body suddenly jumped into the air and moved more than twenty meters, 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. 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 gold 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, worth ten thousand taels of gold." Most others thought he used gold as a hidden weapon.

In fact, the golden hidden weapon is even 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 strong wind.

Even within the internal bodyguard 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 hundreds of forged steel.

Hit him right in the heart without any hesitation.

However, he lightly squeezed it with his left hand, and without any fuss, he took the rapidly approaching golden beads into his palm, 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 shaken 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 the air and letting out a roar like a ghost.

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 such a movement skill. As soon as Qian Wanliang stepped out, the golden beads hit him on the path of his avoidance. If he didn't move faster or slower, he would hit his head.

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A hand suddenly reached out from the side of the carriage and grasped a flying knife flying by the side of the carriage. With a shake 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 take action."

Huoluo Tao had planned to enter the Central Plains from Yumen Pass decades ago. Although the scale of the Dharma protectors and religious rules 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 since he was a child.

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 robe was 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, they were not even as confused as someone who had just woken up from a drowsy state.

The old man's eyes were extremely pure and peaceful. When Guan Luoyang glanced at him with lowered eyes, he had a murderous look directed at the people outside, but he had not 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 on Laojun Mountain by fate. Now overnight, we have fate again.

If you meet me, 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.

Just the sound of a drum 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 and canyons on both sides.

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, interspersed with dense waves.
To be continued...