Abyss Express

The moment the sun goes down is the time when you encounter evil spirits, and all monsters and monsters will peek out of the cave.

There are still the last two hours, this is Xueming’s free time——

——He summoned Fragrant Fantasy to pick up this clay statue, and wanted to send Kunwu out of Taiye, back to Bodhisattva Valley, and to Black Wind Ridge.

As long as they can finish this journey, Mr. Wood and Mr. Ping An will figure out a way.

Xueming has no more strength. This demon city has lost the protection of the sun. The minions of the alliance in the Yin Yang Qiankun Temple have been freed, and they will soon gather government soldiers and border troops to pursue and block the road.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot defeat a city.

Just as Kunwu said - he smashed more than 600 life-protecting talismans on his body, and there were hundreds of thousands of civilians around Taiye. The Yin-Yang Qiankun Sect was a well-known and upright sect in the hearts of the border troops, and under the protection of the Moral Divine Sword Next, its religious incarnation is a real god.

He kept his spirit and body in a state of unity, picked up the two hundred kilograms of mud and rocks, and ran quickly to the city gate.

There is no time to worry about the safety of Miss Xiangxiang, and there is no way to take care of Xiuwen and Jianxiong——

——We need to quickly get rid of this "big mountain" above our heads, Xueming thought, and took another look at Jianying's body, and finally no longer missed it.

Along the way, how many comrades and compatriots did he become separated from?

He couldn't remember clearly and couldn't even think of a specific number.

People only remember the glorious military exploits of the gunsmith, but they don't know how many lives were taken along the expedition and how many people died along the way.

Now that things have happened, Xueming can only feel the familiar smell floating around again——

——That is the smell of "death", a rotten and smelly pheromone.

It was not the stench emanating from Kunwu, nor the spiritual pressure environment of this city, but the stench emanating from himself.

Every time he fell into the door of death, his overly keen inspiration could smell the stench.

It was very similar to the smell exhaled from the nose and mouth of a scavenger wolf dog. When he smelled this smell, Xueming knew that he was not far from death.

The sun left a bright red sunset between the sky and the earth, and then dark clouds came over the city, pouring raindrops against the high mountains of Heifeng Ridge——

——He carried Taoist Kunwu on his back and passed through three checkpoints. At first, no one dared to block the way. The soldiers are all tax thieves, cowards who use golden-seal swords as arrows.

Then we came to the military barracks in the south of the city, the last gate.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, covering everything, and everything seemed to have lost its color.

Xueming only felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and the symptoms of neurasthenia had been bothering him——

——He walked very hard along the way, and the weight of the stone sculptures on his shoulders made his head and neck hurt. In order to save his spiritual energy, he did not call Fragrant Fantasy to help him. He only hoped that by doing so, he could get through the chase safely.

President Ying Qian received the news early and had no time to deal with the mess caused by Wu Xiuwen and Zhao Jianxiong. He only knew that something big had happened in the city - the leader of Kunwu was kidnapped by a weirdo.

The eunuch immediately ordered the city defense bureau and the border army generals to cooperate with the disciples of the Yin-Yang Qiankun Sect to guard the four city gates of Taiye, close the waterways, ports and docks, and investigate and arrest them one by one, making sure to keep the gods in the city.

There were four military attachés guarding the south gate, delivering messages and orders to the 321 soldiers. They were from the Eighth Grade Dianyi, Taiye Xiaoqi Deputy Military Academy.

Further down is Fengziying Qianzong. The general bannerman Wu Laoer has died and someone has taken his place.

Further up, the two people who dispatched officers and soldiers to do command work at the city gate were the seventh-grade city gate envoy and the chief official and adjutant.

Sitting on the guard tower, the leader who came to the scene with the staff and disciples to set up defenses was the confidant of the prefect. He was the fifth rank in the dynasty, and had served as the chief of Lan Ling before the emperor. He was dispatched to Taiye to serve as the forward guard of the county governor's mansion and as the supervisor of the Xiaoqi school. The gunpowder officer was the prefect's personal military envoy.

The city gate was full of people inside and outside.

From the outer road of the barracks sentry post, go to the arrow slope of the high stone platform at the gate of the city.

Finally, there is the archway at the top of the city and the raised-roofed hall. There are a total of 1,446 officers and soldiers, including cannons, spears, swords, shields, fast horses and light cavalry, as well as many archers and crossbowmen. When the chieftain learned that Kunwu was in trouble, he selected more than 200 people from the militia to serve as pawns.

This is the regular army of Taiye County, a serious and violent organization of Chabon Army.

Xueming walked towards the south gate, but couldn't take another step.

He looked at the dark gatehouse, military flags and torches everywhere, and the smell of rot and death was getting stronger and stronger. The clothes on his body were stained with water, and the bitter cold penetrated into his skin and penetrated into his bones, making it difficult for his joints to stretch.

"Shameless gangster!"

A loud arrow was fired from the gate tower and landed in front of Xueming, which was regarded as a formal declaration of war.

The pro-military envoy shouted loudly——

"——Put down Immortal Kunwu quickly! There is still a way to survive if you surrender!"

Xueming has no intention of negotiating, he must force his way out.

If he gives in at this juncture and lets Kun Wu get the upper hand, he can use the Seed of Chaos as a radio to send a message to Judah - Xueming cannot accept this outcome.

Even if there is no way to cut off the head easily and quickly, there is no way to kill the Immortal immediately. Xueming must not continue to let this demon do evil in Taiye City, otherwise Jianying's death will be in vain.

A group of cavalry rushed out from the temporary wooden shed under the base of the city wall. They divided into two columns and tried to surround Xueming. There were about sixteen horsemen, all of whom were blindfolded, fearing that lightning and thunder would scare away the horses.

The knights were not wearing armor. As soon as the superior ordered the organization and deployment of defense work, they immediately went to work - it was very hasty, and the heavy rain could not dampen the will to fight.

The leader of the team showed his weapon and shouted loudly: "Surrender!"

Before the shouting phase was over, rough pottery shards were scattered from Jiang Xueming's palm among the knights.

The dozen cavalrymen originally wanted to bypass the formation and use the power of weapons and formations to force the immortal to make a choice, but the formation could not be used. The blindfolded horse that sat down was beaten with potsherds, and the tips of its ears were bleeding and panicked. Confused look——

——The mount became panicked, and the team immediately dispersed, losing their courage in the violent storm.

Xueming didn't hesitate, picked up Kunwu and sprinted towards the city gate.

The leading cavalry captain became red-eyed, grabbed the reins to tame the beast, rushed over to the road, and slashed the monster monk's back with his big sword!

"die!"

Xueming turned his shoulders and neck, asking Kunwu's clay statue to be slashed by the sword without stopping.

He felt a smelly hot wind coming from his right side. He lowered his body and reached out to tear open the horse's belly with a single powerful finger. At the same time, he dodged to the side with brisk steps.

The pinkish-white intestines flowed out of the horse's belly, and the cavalry leader fell to the side of the road with his horse. The horse held down his lower body and his legs were broken. He could only let out a whimpering cry of despair.

The city gatekeepers were anxious and worried about the safety of Kunwu Immortal, so they did not dare to direct the soldiers to draw their bows and draw arrows.

The second soldier card was handed out, and the dispatch orders of the personal soldiers were finished. The left and right wing commanders led the infantry out of the city gate, and cooperated with swords and shields to organize a team of more than 300 people, in an orderly manner. Force the monster monk out of the south gate and back into the long streets and alleys - ask other soldiers to surround him from the alleys and streets.

Seeing that there were more and more people, Xueming still had no intention of retreating. He squeezed closer to the array of sword and shield soldiers. He had no weapons in his hands, so he used Kunwu as a life-protecting talisman and a human weapon.

He grabbed the legs of the clay sculpture. The sticky rice paste on the sculpture contained clay sand and gravel, which turned into an excellent armor-breaking hammer. He advanced more than twenty steps, and when he came into contact with the guards, he saw only one A row of dazzling broadswords was placed on a large rattan shield, and the spearheads could be seen clearly from the gaps between the shields and swords - Taiye's government soldiers and frontier troops cooperated tacitly.

Xueming was not panicked. He heard shouts of death, footsteps, and the sound of soldiers attacking.

He picked up Kunwu Sweep and struck it, and saw red ripples in the rain——

——The elite soldiers in the front row could not withstand this huge force, and they were afraid of hurting Kunwu Immortal. They lost their energy in a moment, and were taken advantage of by this demon monk.

I saw a strong figure rushing into the formation. After three rounds of killing, dozens of spears and spears were broken. There were also brave warriors who were not afraid of death. They took advantage of the demon monk's charge and exhausted and surrounded him from behind. They raised their swords and cut off one of the demon monk's sleeves. You can't go in. It seems that the monk is protected by a dragon and an elephant. He is indestructible and cannot be hurt at all.

In the short distance of a hundred feet, Xue Ming led Kun Wu all the way to the city gate sentry box, kicked over the horse, and then crossed the stumbling rope. There were many wounds on his body, and there were about a dozen holes in his shirt, all coming from the back of his back.

Fragrant Fantasy protected him and did not cause him serious injury.

But the rotten stench became more and more intense, and Xueming felt like his eyelids were clenched and his mental energy was about to be exhausted.

After scaring away the personal guards of the city gatekeeper, the few strong men holding bows and arrows hesitated and stood guard by the noose turntable on the gatehouse, unwilling to open the door and let people go.

Xueming wanted to find a small gate. In addition to the main road for carriages and horses, there should be a dry dirt road next to the rutted road for ventilation and water avoidance. It was a small gate specially used for messengers during the war.

He found the way to the small gate on the side, and the gatekeeper immediately got angry and yelled.

"Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow! Kill this bald donkey!"

It was only a distance of twenty steps, and the dozen or so elite soldiers guarding the gate knew it well. They could see clearly and shoot accurately, and there was no rain to hinder it. Act immediately after receiving the order!

In one moment, the archery team fired eight arrows, aiming at Xueming's head, neck and heart——

——He wanted to repeat his old trick and use Kunwu as a shield, but after repeated fierce battles, he was a little unable to do what he wanted.

He squeezed out half of his body from the small door leading to the cave, and saw an ambush soldier inside the door coming to kill him with a knife. With sharp eyes and quick hands, he leaned forward and used Kunwu as a shield. He pushed into the door hole with all his heart, trying to grab the knife with his wrist, but The heavy pressure on the shoulders causes the body to bend.

In just this moment, there were three more arrows in his left arm behind him, piercing through his forearm. Fragrance and fantasy had no time to protect him - his reaction slowed down, and his spirit body also needed to breathe and rest. She has to disappear and appear, not always by his side like at the beginning.

Xueming knew that he didn't have much strength, so he immediately abandoned Kunwu and smashed the clay sculpture onto the ambushing soldiers guarding the gate. He rushed into the entrance door to grab a big knife, and heard a shrill roar coming from the doorway, as well as a few puddles of flesh and several severed limbs.

A figure covered in blood rushed out. The arrow in his left arm was not taken out, but the tail feathers were broken off and left in the flesh.

Xueming's eyes were still clear, and he listened alertly to the noisy voices in the gatehouse behind him, and then heard the sound of the winch turning. He knew that if the soldiers in the city wanted to chase them out, they must leave immediately.

A group of soldiers emerged from the small door on the other side. Before the unlucky ones who took the lead in exploring the way could fully walk out of the door, Xueming kicked them so hard that the gastric juices rolled and flew back.

Looking at the small door at this end, there are corpses blocking the way out, and it is already blocked.

Scattered arrows rained down from the towers, but little effect was seen in the pouring rain. The only pursuers were knights.

At this time, Jiang Xueming was almost exhausted. He grabbed a corner of the military flag. The clay sculpture where Kun Wu was sitting did not melt away despite the rain. It was tightly wrapped in the flag. Xueming pulled the statue out of the small door and carried it on his back again. on the shoulders.

This time, he bent over and actually felt severe pain in his shoulder and neck. Following the frequency of heart pumping, the pain in his left arm also burst out instantly.

He was in so much pain that he could hardly control himself, all the muscles in his body were trembling, and his body was about to betray him.

He walked little by little into the mud and rain. He could hardly see where the official road was. There were no stars or moon in the dark sky and earth.

The south door creaked open, and a torch poked out from inside, illuminating the snow dozens of steps away.

The pro-army envoy was already sweating profusely. He had never seen such a tough general or such an immortal.

The most common immortal family in the Great Xia world can use spiritual power to activate spiritual bodies, use vicious "spells", and perform mysterious and strange tricks - no matter how powerful the magic is, it means to command the ghost clone to use The ability of "flying sword from hand" to hurt blind mortals.

Can one person with this sword be worth hundreds or thousands of troops?

Taiye's officers and soldiers are all heroes with strong blood and vitality. To deal with ordinary monsters and beasts in the forest, they only need a few powerful crossbows and a smarter sentry.

If it is a secret attack, it is not difficult to ambush and kill the immortal - after all, immortals can bleed, endure the pain of flesh and blood, and survive the catastrophe of weapons.

"Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow!" The city gatekeeper lost his job and was so angry that he lost his mind.

Pieces of arrows were splashed from the rain curtain, like a violent current in the dark night. The tail feathers immediately became unbalanced when they were touched by water. Xue Ming walked hard, but had no intention of slowing down. As long as he took a few steps forward, these arrows would Can't hurt him.

The team of fast horses and light cavalry rushed out, already wearing soft armor and ready.

The sound of horse hooves made it difficult to distinguish the direction in the rainy night. Xue Ming made a quick decision, no longer blindly running for his life, and put Kun Wu down again - the demon's eyes were full of fear, and his mouth was sealed with mud and glue, and he could not say a word. talk.

Kunwu only felt regret, and finally understood what Judas said to him.

If you encounter the gunsmith's spirit, you must run away!

Now the gunsmith himself is here, taking this high-value target with him and forcing his way out of the city defense team of more than a thousand people!

No help from firearms, no sip of panacea. In Kunwu's opinion, this was simply a miracle, an incredible and incomprehensible wonder.

"Leader! I'm coming!"

A whipping horse ran out from the cavalry! The knight was dressed in a black cloth robe and a raincoat and a bamboo hat. He was one of the four meritorious officers that Kun Wu was worried about. He is an expert in the Yin Yang Temple and an elite among the blood-granting monsters.

"The daily report is coming! The daily report is coming! I am saved!" Kunwu was ecstatic and had hope.

The four merits of year value, month value, day value and hour value are the representatives of the Yin Yang Qian Kun teaching.

In particular, the two good believers Ri Zhi and Shi Zhi are talents that the leader uses all the time, and they receive their protection almost every day.

The tall horse galloped quickly and charged forward with great force!

Xueming did not evade, but stood still with the sword in hand again, taking a lunge into the strong wind, integrating his body with the earth and borrowing his strength from the earth.

The daily meritorious officer waved his hand and threw a spear from his sleeves. The blade flashed with a faint green light, obviously it was poisoned!

Xueming still didn't evade, and had only one thought in his mind: a decisive battle.

The shuttle dart pierced his shoulder and heart, and the numbness immediately controlled the muscles from his torso to waist and abdomen. Without any extra movement, he tore off Jianying's gown, tied the handle of the golden seal sword, and tied up the four nails on his fingers. Corundum pyroxene.

The wind was turbulent for a while, and two bright silver fronts flashed out from the rainy night——

——The meritorious officer on day duty showed his weapon, which was as ruthless as his concealed weapon skills in shooting the bow from left to right. He held a pair of short spears in his hands and rode towards him on horseback. He specifically picked the opponent's injured left side to attack. He clamped the saddle and tilted to the right to the ground, with a fierce momentum to pick up the enemy. He borrowed the speed and power from the horse to kill the bald donkey like a gourd!

A blood-red sword light lit up between heaven and earth!

In an instant, the fragrant dream clung to the body's flesh and blood, and he grasped the sword tightly and raised the blade!

The blade threw out the cold white ripples, and the wind pressure just fell on the silver blade. The moment it chopped the horse's leg into pieces, it turned into pink ice slag!

"Pfft!——"

The reins binding the horse's neck were cut in two!

Anzi and half of the body of the daily meritorious officer were severed in two!

The strong wind swept past, blowing up a piece of red tide ice of the Milky Way Falls!

The horse bones and human bones were cracked to the left and right, and the filth in the belly was just about to spill out, causing the cold murderous aura to blow into soft and glutinous frozen tofu, rolling in the puddles on the dirt road! Get out ten feet away!

Night Demon did not stop, he just looked back at the cavalry soldiers following him, and quickly pulled out two spears from the vital parts of his heart. Blood spurted out from the wounds. He quickly pulled out the arrow cluster from his left arm, and his body trembled in pain, and his muscles tightened. , but there was no change in his face. He quickly took out the gourd and drank the panacea in one gulp, as if nothing had happened. Only the smell of death followed him - like carrion in a wolfhound's mouth.

These officers and soldiers involuntarily reined in their horses and stopped. They smelled the cold blood floating in the air and did not dare to take a step forward.

None of the sergeants spoke, and silence spread quickly like a plague——

——The same goes for the officers and generals who were still commanding the soldiers. They stopped moving.

Half of the body of the daily meritorious officer finally rolled to his head and happened to stand on a lone rock covered with moss on the official road. He died with eyes closed, his hat was split, half of his body was tilted, his head was raised along with the broken limbs, his right arm holding the short gun hung to the side, and the gun head was broken into two parts.

The statue of Kunwu returned to the gunsmith's shoulders again.

Yao Dao looked at the daily meritorious bodyguard thug in disbelief, and looked at the half-body body that looked like a tombstone of human flesh——

——Yes, he is dead!