Forgotten Immortal Emperor Zun

Chapter 295 Promoting Martial Arts
Jin'er, who was in the animal carriage, panicked for a brief moment, but thinking about her young master, her nervousness gradually faded away, and her worries about Yuan Ye became more and more impatient to go out to help.

But what Yuan Ye said to her seemed to remind him all the time, no matter what happened, the young master would have a way to deal with it.

......... The search and sniping continued. In the snow near the mountain, there was a sound of snow treading, and a man with a crossbow looked around vigilantly.

The snow suddenly split open, and a black dagger pierced deeply into his lower abdomen.

The dagger infused with spiritual power stirred a bit, and then pulled it out. With Yuan Ye's cultivation base, he wanted to hunt people, and no one could escape if he was a monk who was below the Foundation Establishment Stage and had no consciousness.

The man lowered his head in pain and despair, looking at the young man in front of him who was about to call for help, but his throat was cut by a black light.

With a hiss of blood spurting out, he clutched his throat, knelt down on the snow, and with a powerless right hand, the crossbow in his hand shot towards the snow next to his knees, the strong shock force made his dying body jump , fell on the snow with a muffled sound.

After Yuan Ye slit the man's throat, he flew forward indifferently, hiding behind a tree, watching the man's last move with cold eyes, his heart was slightly chilled, and he did not forget to inform his companions of the enemy's situation when he was dying. His army is indeed the most powerful team in the world.

All the way through the snow forest and up the snow mountain, Yuan Ye had already killed more than a dozen people, he didn't dare to leak himself again rashly, in his consciousness, there were more than 200 crossbowmen who ambushed him this time, and they came There are many nine-star masters.

The other party really paid a high price. With this kind of lineup, even if you are a strong foundation builder, you have to choose this method of hunting. I think this is why this continent judges the true meaning of belonging to the world based on the number of strong foundation builders. reason.

The strong foundation builders are terrifying, but they are not invincible.

At this time, he had already penetrated two sniper lines and came to a place near the top of the mountain, because he knew that those powerful attacking crossbows were placed here.

As they approached the destination, there was a sound of stepping on the snow in the woods, and a group of crossbowmen nervously patrolled the surrounding area. Although everyone seemed to be on high alert, no one thought that Yuan Ye could be silent. Break through the two lines of defense without interest and reach the top of the mountain.

Because few people in this world know how Yuan Ye trained himself in the sea of ​​hopelessness. This stalker's instinct has entered his blood.

The snow flew again, as if a snow line suddenly appeared on the ground, a snow shadow flashed over from behind the tree, taking advantage of the snowflakes on the tree falling all over the sky, it turned into a straight line and rushed over!
What a great speed!

These crossbowmen only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and then felt a chill from the throat dragon, and the crossbow arrows in their hands shot out randomly in nervousness.

Aggressive.

Among the crossbow arrows that criss-crossed and hidden dangers, Yuan Ye swept out. The black slender dagger in his left hand slashed across the throats of these crossbowmen. Chopped over.

The left hand is delicate and delicate, while the right hand is domineering.

On the left is a black line, on the right is a mass of bright color.

Crossbow arrows flew, shot towards the sky, and shot into the dense tree trunks of the snowy forest. Outlined by the black lines and soaked in bright color clusters, a group of crossbowmen screamed again and again, and fell to the ground one after another, blood flowing turbulently .

With a bang, the sword in Yuan Ye's right hand encountered strong resistance at the end.

Yuan Ye sprinted back without touching the ground, and stood three steps in front of the man, looking at him coldly.

The other party held the knife in both hands. Although he was a little afraid, he still looked directly into Yuan Ye's eyes fiercely, and shouted in his mouth to inform the nearby partners.

The person in front of him was obviously already a strong foundation builder from his body skills and the strength he had just displayed, so he couldn't help but not be afraid.

Yuan Ye still didn't move, looking at him coldly, the black dagger had already been shot out, and his people also followed the black dagger very quickly... shot out, like a black dagger dragged behind him. shadow!
But in an instant, Yuan Ye came in front of that person, and the black dagger also came in front of that person.

The man yelled fiercely, and slashed down with both knives, dropping the black dagger to the snow.

Yuan Ye let out a strange cry, lifted his body two feet up, flipped his right wrist, and stabbed the long sword upside down at the empty door of the man!
Being able to survive has already proved the strength of that person. I saw him retreating three steps quickly, not letting go of the handle of the knife with both hands, and dancing on his own. The momentum of the sword.

There was a crisp sound.

When the knife broke, the man's chest felt tight, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, how could he be against the true energy attached to the Yuan Ye sword that was close to the foundation-building cultivator.

But he also successfully pulled out Yuan Ye's sword, giving himself a chance to survive.

However, in order to maintain his extremely high speed and agility, Yuan Ye even gave up his sword!
He swarmed up like a ghost, pounced into the opponent's middle, without fancy, but slapped the opponent's chest very quickly and steadily.

After several clicks, the man's sternum was broken inch by inch, his eyes protruded, and he died tragically on the snow.

Yuan Ye turned around, picked up the long sword and dagger from the snow, touched the snow with the tip of his toes, and floated into the top of the forest, like a frightened bird, never to be seen again.

In this fight, Yuan Ye did not use his spiritual power in order to seek a breakthrough in martial arts training, but there were only three crackling sounds, the so-called lightning and flint.

(End of this chapter)