Merchant of the Underworld

After a while, Xiao Bailong and the others woke up from their drowsiness.

I didn't tell them what happened during this time.

Because we currently have no countermeasures against that old bastard Ito Shohei. Even if we knew about it, it would be of no use except increasing hatred and fear.

After packing up, the four of us continued to move forward.

After this long sleep, Xiao Bailong's cultivation and physical strength have recovered a lot.

But Han Laoliu became even more aged. Not to mention fighting the enemy, even walking was a problem.

The wrinkles on his face have become deeper, dense age spots have appeared all over his face, and his originally thick muscles have become flabby. If he were bumped into by someone who didn't know him, he would definitely think that he was at least eighty or ninety years old - maybe even his younger brothers who have been with him all year round wouldn't be able to recognize him.

I held the two swords tightly and walked at the front. Xiao Bailong held the only crystal ball left in one hand and followed closely behind me with a flashlight in the other. Miss Caiyun carried Han Laoliu on her back and moved a little further away. .

The cave stretches all the way in a winding way. Judging from the remaining marks on the stone walls and the scattered oval stones buried on the ground, it seems that this place should have been an underground river a long time ago. It just gradually dried up as the years went by.

There are no traces of artificial chiseling around the cave, and there is not even the slightest sign of human beings. This shows that this waterway had dried up for a long time when Emperor Jimmu built the tomb.

As we walked, the cave suddenly became flat and wide.

Xiao Bailong took a flashlight and looked around, but he couldn't see anything from left to right. Only dozens of large, round stone pillars washed by the water stood in the middle of the river. The material of these stone pillars is very special. The hard granite and black iron stone are also wrapped with some large and small colorful jade stones.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the reflection was scorching, as if someone had deliberately built a lamppost here.

After walking for a while, I saw a person standing in front of me in the distance.

This man was dressed very strangely, wearing a big bamboo hat, a raincoat and a cape, and a mask on his face.

But what's even more weird is that his outfit has his nose as the center line, and the left and right sides are divided into two colors.

One side is all black and the other is all white.

Holding a long sword in one hand, it is also clearly black and white.

Although we have never seen this guy, we can guess pretty well.

There were only four Amaterasu masters walking in front of us.

The mysterious old protector, Ito Shohei, who is good at controlling souls, and the two Izumi brothers who are good at onmyoji.

That old bastard Ito came to provoke him one after another, but he always used other people's bodies and never dared to show his face. Judging from the figure of the man in front of him, he is in his prime, and he should not be the extremely mysterious old protector.

Therefore, he can only be Izumoshita Goro or Rokuro.

I just don’t know why he is standing here waiting for us so openly?

According to the strength level of the Amaterasu Society, the Izumikata brothers are only inner sect protectors, far lower than the level of Sanada Haoxiong and Oda Oiwa. Since we can kill here, it proves that those people guarding outside are already dead.

Even if they join forces to attack you, you are no match for them, so what's the use of blocking here yourself?

"You take good care of Lao Liu, I'll go meet him!" Before I could stop him, Xiao Bailong turned into a white light and flew out before he could finish his words.

Xiao Bailong is always impatient, and he has always believed in never talking nonsense when things can be solved by taking action.

Along the way, he suffered a lot one after another, and he had been holding back his anger for a long time. Now he finally saw the enemy, and without saying a word, he rushed over. Before anyone arrived, I raised my hand and a large row of ice picks as thick as my arms flew out!

I don't know if that guy didn't expect that Xiao Bailong would hit him as soon as he asked. He came in such a hurry and was killed by surprise. He was still a little arrogant and underestimated the enemy.

It wasn't until the ice pick was thrown in front of him that he swayed and danced his swords.

Dang Dang Dang!

With a burst of noise, the ice cones were cut off and shattered into pieces.

But I found that the guy's sword moves were a bit strange.

The sword in his right hand is quite normal, and his sword skills are superb, and his vicious moves are indeed considered to be among the best swordsmen.

But the left-handed sword is a bit unsatisfactory. It is extremely slow and clumsy, and most of them just cut the air in vain.

"I'm Izumi Goro, what is your name?" The man opposite jumped back, took seven or eight steps back, and said in a high-pitched voice with a false voice.

"What nonsense! Just die." Xiao Bailong cursed, and with a wave of his backhand, a snow-white ice spear rushed over again.

As the spear flew in, the stone surfaces along the road crackled with frost, and a long road was stained with hoarfrost!

The man did not fight back, but dodged with several dexterous somersaults. With a click, the ice spear fell to the ground, sending rubble flying in all directions.

"Oh? Do you hate me so much? If I die, you will be sad." The guy said teasingly.

He didn't seem to be here to fight, but more like he was bored and came to chat with us.

Two consecutive attacks came to nothing, but they didn't even touch the corner of this guy's clothes. The little white dragon who landed on the top of the ice spear gave him a cold look and had to pay attention. It seemed that this guy was not so easy to deal with!

Xiao Bailong secretly felt depressed, with one hand behind his back, he took out the crystal ball that was close to his body.

"Mountain!" He shouted suddenly and smashed out the crystal ball.

The snow is flying and the wind is howling!

With a loud bang, a peak of ice and snow fell from the sky! It covered the four and five-six square meters in front of the guy and fell hard.

On the wide river beach, a small snow mountain suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The temperature around him suddenly turned cold, and his sweat-soaked clothes were as cold as thin iron sheets.

The small snow mountain is about ten meters high and covers an area of ​​six or seven square meters.

In fact, this is more like a giant ice cone, or it can be said to be a solitary tomb of ice and snow. This is Xiao Bailong’s unique skill, ‘Solitary Mountain Soul Shadow’.”

The secret of this unique skill lies in the word "soul"!

What you see is snow and what you feel is wind, but once you are traced by any snowflake, you will have nowhere to escape. The heavy snow in the sky will come and cover you! Unable to move at all.

This small snow mountain has become your cemetery!

The last time they fought against Bing Yinzi in the Devil's Valley, it was because they both came from the same sect and Bing Yinzi was aware of it, so he didn't get hit. But how could the enemy he faced for the first time have any chance of escaping?