Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

They knew that this was caused by the sword intent, not the real freezing. They struggled to break free but couldn't.

Their movements slowed down, and the power of their moves was greatly reduced. They originally thought that it would be easy to deal with the twelve middle-aged men, but now it was extremely difficult.

The sword moves of the twelve middle-aged men were also slow, but they were exquisite and extraordinary, and they could actually block their "fierce" attack.

At first glance, they seemed to be joking when they fought, gesturing for fun, soft and slow, giving the other party plenty of time to dodge and think about their moves.

Only they themselves knew the danger.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang suddenly withdrew their swords and retreated.

The snowflakes in the sky seemed to dissipate at once, the cold chill disappeared at once, the body became light, and the moves became swift.

The originally slow crowd suddenly became several times faster.

"Ding Ding..."

"Hum."

"Ah."

...

The sound of swords clashing, muffled groans, and screams, one after another, mixed together, the originally quiet air was broken.

The birds around were startled and flew away.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang stood side by side with the young man in the center of the field, their long swords hanging down, in a state of rest, ready to pick up the swords and fight again at any time.

But with the participation of the disciples of Shenjian Peak, the twelve middle-aged men were already overwhelmed and could not spare the energy to deal with him.

Zhou Yang snorted: "Who are these guys?"

Zhou Yu shook his head lightly: "They are a group of dead men, so we should be careful."

"Dead men?" The plain-looking young man frowned.

Zhou Yu said: "Everyone is fearless and will use the trick of destroying everything if they are defeated... It should be a certain evil sect."

The plain-looking young man raised his voice: "Brothers and juniors, be careful that they will destroy everything!"

The people who were fighting suddenly became energetic, looked stern, and became cautious.

These guys are very powerful. If they really want to destroy everything, they may not be able to stop them. It will be very troublesome!

As soon as the ordinary-looking young man finished speaking, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and a middle-aged man's left shoulder exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The two disciples of Shenjian Peak beside him retreated in a hurry, but they were not in time, and a little blood mist was still stained on their hands.

Their faces suddenly changed, and they swung their swords to cut their left hands, and a piece of blood and flesh left the back of their hands.

These two people were Guan Yiming and Huang Ziyun.

"Junior Brother Guan, Junior Brother Huang?" The ordinary-looking young man hurriedly said.

"Be careful that this blood mist is highly poisonous."

Guan Yiming and Huang Ziyun's left hands were bleeding like a column. Guan Yiming swung his sword and shouted, Huang Ziyun's face was gloomy, and the purple light on the sword became stronger and stronger.

Six disciples of Shenjian Peak, twelve middle-aged men, one against two, the situation was deadlocked for a while.

The ordinary-looking young man turned his head and looked at Zhou Yu: "Miss Zhou..."

Zhou Yu nodded gently.

She glanced at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang said, "Don't worry, I'll guard him."

Zhou Yu flashed away and appeared behind a middle-aged man. She stabbed lightly, her posture was as light and graceful as dancing. The tip of the sword easily pierced into the middle-aged man's right shoulder. She advanced and retreated. When the middle-aged man turned around, she was already behind another middle-aged man and stabbed his right shoulder easily.

"Good swordsmanship!" The ordinary-looking young man exclaimed.

This swordsmanship is really mysterious. It seems to be a sneak attack without difficulty. The sword stabs the opponent when he is unprepared.

In fact, the sword is too fast, and the sword is silent and restrained, so the opponent can't sense it.

As a top swordsman, the intuition of danger is very important.

Sometimes the opponent's move is too fast, and there is no time to react. Relying on the intuition, the body automatically reacts and gets ahead of your thoughts.

These are all top swordsmen. They all have this induction, but it has no effect in front of Zhou Tianxiang, which shows how powerful Zhou Tianxiang is.

Zhou Yang grinned and said, "These guys are too weak."

The plain-looking young man looked at him helplessly.

Zhou Tianxiang was beautiful and gentle, and her heart was kind and graceful. Her brother was too straightforward, which made people helpless.

He said these guys were too weak, so what was he, and what were the other brothers and sisters?

Were they and he very weak?

Is Shenjian Peak also very weak?

Zhou Yu floated back lightly and shook the long sword gently.

The blood bead on the tip of the sword flew out and fell to the stream in the distance, and disappeared into the soil along the green grass.

She returned the sword to the sheath.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The muffled sound continued.

A cloud of blood mist exploded.

Guan Yiming and the others were already prepared and alert, and they all retreated to avoid being touched by the blood mist.

The blood mist condensed but did not disperse, covering the twelve middle-aged men, and their figures could no longer be seen.

The disciples of Shenjian Peak waved their sleeves and waved vigorously, forming a strong wind.

The strong wind blew away the blood mist after a while.

The green grass on the ground had disappeared, leaving only a piece of red land, as if it had been burned by fire, with scorch marks everywhere.

"Where are the people?" Guan Yiming was surprised.

Everyone looked around.

"Escaped?" Guan Yiming said in surprise: "Is this a escaping technique?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the stream next to them.

When they heard about the escaping technique, they immediately thought of this stream.

The gurgling stream was three feet wide, and the water was so clear that you could touch the bottom of the stream with one hand.

"Water escaping technique?" Huang Ziyun said coldly.

He didn't believe that these guys were all dead.

It was a great shame that they escaped under the siege of so many people!

"It should be a combination of earth escaping and water escaping." Everyone discussed.

Shenjian Peak has a vassal sect, the Five Elements Sect, which is best at escape, so they are very proficient in this aspect.

It's just that proficiency is proficiency, but few people practice it. I feel that instead of wasting this energy on practicing escape techniques, it is better to use it to practice swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship at Divine Sword Peak is profound and mysterious and requires a huge amount of energy. Being distracted is a taboo.

The ordinary-looking young man came to the river with Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

He clasped his fists one by one and thanked everyone. Everyone smiled and said in return that he was too polite and outspoken.

Only then did Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang learn that this person's surname was Zhu, and he was Zhu Wanjiang.

After Zhu Wanjiang met everyone, he came to the stream and looked down, frowning in thought.

He raised his head and shook his head at everyone: "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Guan Yiming asked, "Senior Brother Zhu, have you discovered anything?"

Zhu Wanjiang shook his head: "What they used was not the water escape technique."

"Why?" Guan Yiming asked curiously.

Zhu Wanjiang said: "After the water escape technique is used, the water here will definitely change and should become turbid."

"That's not water escape, but earth escape?"

"It must be Tu Eun."

"You can't escape far with Earth Escape!"

"Exactly."

"Then let's chase!"

"She shouldn't have escaped far, let's give chase!"

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang did not move, just stared at the gurgling stream.

The clear stream flows leisurely, showing leisure and freedom, and the fish swimming below are also leisurely and comfortable.

He was not frightened away because there were people on the shore, as if he was observing them.

In the blink of an eye, only Guan Yiming was left beside Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

Guan Yiming said: "Miss Zhou, Mr. Zhou, why don't you come over to join us?"

Zhou Yang said: "We won't join in the fun, there are enough people to catch up with them."

"Hey, thank you both so much this time." Guan Yiming said with emotion: "If we had waited for us to come over, we would have been in trouble!"

These twelve guys have powerful swordsmanship. No matter how strong Senior Brother Zhu's swordsmanship is, he can't resist them and won't last long.

Depending on the speed of the two of them, it is possible that Senior Brother Zhu would have been killed by the time they arrived, and even killing these twelve guys would be useless.

Zhou Yu's red lips moved, seemingly silently, but the voice rang in the ears of the two of them: "I am using sound transmission to enter the secret... they did not escape far, they are nearby."

"Huh——?" Zhou Yang looked at her.

"It should be under here." Zhou Yu pointed to the stream and transmitted the message into the secret: "It's hidden under here."

Guan Yiming's face changed slightly.

Zhou Yang hurriedly unsheathed his sword and glared at the stream.

Guan Yiming hesitated for a moment, but then took out an iron pipe from his arms and pointed it at the sky to send out a signal.

He didn't see these twelve guys and was a little skeptical, but thinking about Zhou Yu's ability, he decided to take some risks and trust her once.

Zhou Yang held down his left hand to stop him from sending signals, and transmitted the message into the secret: "No need, just chase them back."

"But..." Guan Yiming also transmitted the message into the secret.

"Hurry up, don't go too far." Zhou Yang signaled with his eyes.

"...Okay." Guan Yiming gritted his teeth, turned around, rushed out, and put the iron pipe back into his arms.

Zhu Wanjiang and the others were not chasing after them casually. They needed clues and aura. They were following the aura, not very fast, and were soon overtaken by Guan Yiming.

After listening to Guan Yiming's words, they turned back to Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yu pointed downwards gently.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang had already confirmed their status through swordsmanship. Everyone had no doubts and all looked at Xiaoxi.

The stream is still gurgling, neither urgent nor slow.

The swimming fish are still at ease.

They determined that there were indeed no twelve people in the water, so there was only one possibility: they were under the water.

Thinking of this, several long swords were now piercing the stream.

The swimming fish accelerated instantly, swung its tail and flew away with lightning speed.

As soon as they broke away, several long swords shining with cold light had already pierced the water, inserted into the water, and penetrated into the depths of the water.

Several swords were drawn out and stabbed again.

All of them are masters in using swords. The swords are almost like their own hands, and they can clearly feel the subtle sensations coming from the sword body.

The feeling of the sword tip piercing in made them instantly conclude that the sword tip was not piercing into the soil, but into the human body.

A blush quickly rose from the bottom of the water, and in the blink of an eye this section of the stream turned into blood, with a fishy smell.

The long sword thrust in, pulled out, thrust in again, a dozen swords thrust in and out in one breath.

Zhou Yu shouted lightly: "Withdraw."

Everyone retreated without hesitation and retreated several feet away.

"Boom!" In the muffled sound, the ground shook, and the stream rose into the sky, like a red pillar rising into the sky.

"Wow!" The blood dropped back, and some fell onto the green grass nearby, and suddenly white smoke rose.

The green grass stained with blood quickly turned yellow and scorched black, then turned into white smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The pungent white smoke slowly dissipated, and the green grass turned black and green.

"All dead?" Guan Yiming said in surprise.

They came to the stream to take a look. The bottom has turned into a deep pit of about ten meters. The stream water above is pouring in continuously, and it will not be filled for a while.

They all guessed what happened just now. After these guys were hit by the sword, they all used that weird secret technique and turned into red mist.

By this time, they should have been completely wiped out.

"Have a good death!" someone said bitterly.

It was too risky just now.

Zhu Wanjiang frowned. He wanted to figure out the identities of these people, but it was now impossible.