Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1942 Pull Out
"hideous?"

Xunyin was stunned.

What is hideous?
"Ah."

Ying Baoyue nodded, her eyes flickered.

Although she didn't know if there were any ghosts on Xiling Snow Mountain, there was a high probability that this was Xunyin's father.

Ying Baoyue couldn't confirm it at first, until she saw Xunyin showing this posture in order to fight the black-robed old man, she felt that her guess should be close to ten.

There is a cloud in "Shan Hai Jing Xi Shan Jing": "There is a beast on the mountain of Zhang'e, which looks like a red leopard, with five tails and one horn, and its sound is like hitting a stone, and its name is hideous."

The voice is as sonorous as hitting a stone, with horns in the center of the forehead, five tails, red body, and the shape of a leopard.

These are hideous characteristics.

Apart from having a human face and not having as many tails as five, Xunyin's posture is basically consistent with Hide.

"Shan Hai Jing Xi Ci San Jing" also mentioned, "The four emperors shifted, and the heart fell from the sky. Chasing the world, subduing the four beasts, it is also 'stern'."

The reason why Ying Baoyue remembered this kind of beast was because before the appearance of the Eight Beast Gods, Hideo had a very high status among the beasts and was one of the four beasts.

This can be regarded as explaining why Xunyin grew up like this.

At the same time, if she remembers correctly, Hide, like the Eight Beasts, is also a unique kind of beast, and there is only one in the whole world.

If Xiling Snow Mountain is really hideous, then it is very likely that it is Xunyin's father.

"You go."

There was already the sound of fierce electric friction in the air, Ying Baoyue clenched the hilt of his sword, and looked at Xunyin firmly.

"Leave here and go to Xiling Snow Mountain."

"you……"

Xunyin stared blankly at the girl standing in front of her.

Ying Baoyue wanted to cover her from leaving?

Not to let her block it here, but to cover her, the beast, from leaving?

"What are you waiting for!"

Seeing that Xunyin didn't move, Ying Baoyue's eyes were filled with anger for the first time, and he shouted sharply, "Go!"

"But……"

Xunyin was stunned for a moment, but at this moment a cold snort came from afar.

"Humph."

The old man in black robe looked at the man and the beast who were arguing in the distance, with coldness in his eyes, "It seems that the old man is really underestimated."

He originally wanted to be ready to decide the outcome with a single blow, but now he didn't want to accumulate energy.

However, the mere two rank fours dared to discuss who would go first in front of him.

If that's the case, then don't leave at all.

The old man in black sneered and waved his sword.

"None of you want to leave!"

A half-human-high sword intertwined with lightning strikes violently, but the true force of this sword is not at the same level as last time.

The coercion of the practitioners who belonged to the heavenly rank came to his face, and Xunyin even felt difficult to breathe for a while.

This sword is faster than the last one!
Ying Baoyue clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and it was as bright as day in front of her eyes. She only had time to close her eyes, and moved the sword forward by feeling alone.

Hearing a bang, accompanied by a deafening crack, Xunyin watched as Ying Baoyue retreated quickly holding the sword, crashing into the ruins of the stable, and knelt down on one knee with a plop.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, but the next moment she supported her body with the hilt of her sword, and stood up slowly.

Is this blocking...?

Sand and rocks flew outside the collapsed stable, Xunyin stared blankly at the girl standing in front of the ruins.

Ying Baoyue just blocked a blow from the heavenly class?
"You witch..."

The black-robed elder also stared at her with disbelief, but this time his eyes were all focused on the sword Ying Baoyue was holding across his chest.

"Whose sword is this?"

The elder in black robe squinted his eyes, staring at Ying Baoyue with extremely dangerous eyes.

The sword hadn't been drawn yet, but even though it was separated from the sheath, it was able to withstand his two blows one after another. This was by no means something that ordinary swords could do.

At the same time, Ying Baoyue definitely did not draw his sword out of its sheath on purpose.

The black-robed elder sneered, and he could tell at a glance that this was a sword that only heavenly cultivators could use. Although this sword was extraordinary, she couldn't pull it out at Ying Baoyue's realm.

A practitioner who cannot pull out his sword means that he cannot attack, and can only dodge under the attacks of others, or be attacked to death by others.

"A mere fourth-rank cultivator holds a sword that cannot be pulled out," the black-clothed old man swung his sword again, and he stopped accumulating power. The third sword came one after another, and at the same time, his loud laughter sounded .

"Old man, let's see how long you can last!"

Ying Baoyue rushed forward, but this time she missed.

Xunyin threw the little flower into the sky, and flashed in front of Ying Baoyue.

This time, she was closer.

With a bang, Xunyin's body was instantly surrounded by lightning.

"Xunyin!?"

Ying Baoyue stood in front of the ruins, staring blankly at the scene in front of her.

The dust dispersed, revealing the divine beast lying on the ground.

With a click, the horn on Xunyin's forehead broke off, and blood flowed from the broken horn, all over his face.

"hiss?"

With a plop, the little flower that was thrown into the sky fell and fell into the fur on Xunyin's body.

The little snake bit the hair around its mouth firmly, and looked at the scarred beast in front of it in horror.

"Ahem, cough, I'm not dead."

Xunyin wiped the blood off her face, and opened her eyes covered with blood.

She picked up the broken horn soaked in blood on the ground, and raised her head expressionlessly.

Only after experiencing it once did she realize how ridiculous it was for Ying Baoyue to block two swords in one go.

A sword that couldn't even hold up to her horns, but Ying Baoyue held on with a sword that couldn't be pulled out.

Ying Baoyue rushed to her side, tore off the corner of her skirt and bandaged her.

"Don't bother, it will heal after a while," Xunyin looked at the girl beside her and sighed, "You really are not an ordinary fourth-ranker."

Looking at the bloody body of the beast in front of him, Ying Baoyue clenched his teeth tightly.

She stood up, stood in front of Xunyin again, held the hilt of the sword and made a sword-stretching gesture.

"Oh? Do you still want to attack me?"

The old man in black laughed loudly, looking coldly at the sword in Ying Baoyue's hand.

"You might as well hide behind this human-faced beast for a while, it's much better than rushing to death."

"Send to death?"

Holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, Ying Baoyue repeated softly.

She exerted force with both hands, and sure enough, it was the same as every time before, the blade was still stuck in the scabbard, motionless.

"Leave me alone, run away!"

Xunyin shouted angrily at the girl in front of him, but it was too late again.

The old man in black swung his sword again, the sword light was still so fast, Ying Baoyue suddenly blocked Xunyin's body.

The unprecedentedly fierce wind blew, and Ying Baoyue's pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, a sound came from her palm.

Seeing this scene, both the old man in black robe and Xunyin were stunned.

The long sword that Ying Baoyue was holding suddenly came out of the bayonet of the scabbard with a click.

Ying Baoyue was also stunned.

Juque sword, drawn out?

(End of this chapter)