Imperial God Emperor: 0277, where?
Soul stealing heaven strike has two main powers.
First, you can ignore your opponent's bodyguard cultivation technique, and get close instantly.
Second, the power of sword cutting can silence the flow of inner yuan in the opponent.
Flowing Light Flashed.
Ye Qingyu separates the layers of tabby air in front of Zhao Shanhe, immediately in front of him.
The face of Zhao Shanhe has changed.
Rao is extremely confident in himself, but was still taken aback by this unreasonable combat skill. With Ye Qingyu's strength, it is impossible to break through his tiger spirit, but it came to his eyes instantly .
But he was just taken aback.
Raise your hand.
The left hand is transfigured to become the tiger's claw of the flood tiger.
"Go!"
Zhao Shanhe smiled slightly.
His tiger claws, like a mosquito, line up on Little Shang Sword.
Boom!
The power like a mountain is vented and crushed in an instant.
Ye Qingyu changed his face, instantly flushed, a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down. The Little Shang Sword in his hand flew out of his hand and shot into the void like a sword In the blink of an eye, it turned into a little starlight, and I didn't know where it went.
"very strong!"
This is the idea that split second came to mind in Ye Qingyu.
He never thought that a person could be as strong as that.
It was just a moment of slight contact. Ye Qingyu felt like it was a Taikoo Shenshan smashing on itself.
The earthquake within five days is like a fire.
"Oh!"
In the end, he didn't hold back, and a burst of blood spurted out.
Ye Qingyu stands tremblingly on the edge of the Shuiguang Yindai, looking into Zhao Shanhe's eyes, it is difficult to hide the shock.
The surrounding Sect Jiang Hu people finally cheered after a brief silence.
The hanging hearts of countless Jiang Hu children finally let go at this moment.
Finally someone can stop the momentum of Ye Qingyu?
And it ’s not just blocking, but a kind of crushing from top to bottom. It ’s just the first time to change the trick. Ye Qingyu is in front of [Tiger Holy Child], as if the egg is against the stone, everyone is unbearable. It can be seen that Ye Qingyu was injured, and the injury was not light, and it will never be as invincible as before.
The disciples of Longhuzong are proud and proud on their faces, just like the festival.
[Tiger Holy Child] Shows great power, every disciple of Dragon Tiger is proud.
"Kill him!"
I don't know who shouted.
"Yeah, kill him, kill the butcher Ye Qingyu."
"Kill him and take revenge on Gao Han Senior."
"Please [Tiger Holy Child] Your Highness, please remove this."
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Countless roars rang out beside the lake of Mingyue.
Excited Jiang Hu Sect disciples, like zealous believers want to burn the heathen, everyone's eyes flashed with fire light, countless fingers pointed at the water light stamp pad, pointed to the blood stained on Bai Yi (white-clothed) Young man, as if this handsome boy is the most terrible devil in the world.
Song Qingluo was in a hurry and was about to cry.
The scene she was most afraid of finally arrived.
Genius Garden is not White Deer Academy after all, Jiang Hu here is even more fierce and cruel, and now Ye Qingyu is no longer the student of the past. As an imperial soldier and a newcomer who set foot on Jiang Hu, the enemy he will face is even more cruel and fierce. More powerful and afraid, no longer a noble child like Qin Wushuang ...
Facing the outrageous [tiger Holy Child] Zhao Shanhe, Ye Qingyu does not seem to have the slightest chance of winning.
What now?
Song Qingluo wants to shout.
But her sound/noise was almost completely submerged in a wave of madness surging like waves around, but can be ignored.
No one noticed her.
No one cares about her.
When she shivered sound/noise and shouted sound/noise worried about Ye Qingyu, only the Dugu De show looked at her with a little worry. Everyone thought that this beautiful girl, like them, was cursing the slaughter Jiang Hu master most madly You Yan Demon.
"Did you know the gap?"
Zhao Shanhe looked at his opponent playfully.
The opposite.
Ye Qingyu is silent.
...
...
"How are you? Are you okay?"
In the dark space, Bai Yuanxing bumped against a young man who was also tied to a torture rack.
A severe cough came, and the young man moved his body slightly: "It's okay ... I'm fine."
There is no light around, and it is extremely dim.
Bai Yuanxing only relies on the young man next to Aura, knowing that he is not dead. In this dim space, Bai Yuanxing does not even know what the other person looks like, and does not know what the other person ’s origin or identity is. In sound/noise, it was barely judged that this should be a young man in his early twenties.
"Brother Bai, Ling'er is a little scared ..."
In the dark, a pair of young hands clenched Bai Yuanxing's arm tightly.
is Jin Ling'er.
Bai Yuanxing clearly remembers that it was probably early this morning when I just walked out of Hundred Herb Hall less than one kilometer, and suddenly passed out without warning. The last sound/noise I heard before I lost consciousness was Jin Ling'er's exclaimed voice. .
When he woke up, he just felt a headache, his body was soft and he could n’t lift the slightest strength, and the environment he was in was more like an icy cellar without light, with iron cables clasping his hands and feet, making him Can't move in the slightest, and Jin Ling'er is like a frightened little lamb, each holding his arm tightly and never letting go.
"Ling'er, don't be afraid, I'm here." Bai Yuanxing comforted the young boy who was less than five years old, and said, "Hou Ye will come to save us."
"Yes." Jin Ling'er agreed timidly.
He leaned towards Bai Yuanxing, perhaps because he was a child, so he was not locked.
"Hey, you two, who are you ... how could you get caught here?" the young man tied to the iron frame next to him, gasping.
"We are White Horse Tower people." Bai Yuanxing was thinking quickly, his identity is not a secret, so there is no need to conceal it. He answered, and asked, "Where is this place? Who are you? Caught here? Do you know their identity? "
"White Horse Tower? I haven't heard of it ..." The young man sighed and said in a bitter tone: "As for where ... I don't know, I'm here, already has been locked for a long time. Now, even I already forget, how many days have passed ... what did you just say, will someone come to save you? "
"Sure." Bai Yuanxing is incredibly convinced.
It won't take long for Marquis Ye to find that others and others are missing. With the ability of Marquis Ye, wrist and energy, even if the entire Youyan Pass is turned over, it will not be impossible, and you will definitely be rescued.
This is not a self-deceit.
It is a strong trust that has been established by Ye Qingyu for a long time. In the concept of Bai Yuanxing, there seems to be nothing in the world that Hou Ye could not do.
"Hehe ..."
The young man beside him smiled slightly.
"Give up, no one will come to save you," he said in an almost desperate tone, extremely pessimistic: "No one on the Jiang Hu Road can save us from here, no one can defeat the guards outside ..."
"The outside guard?" Bai Yuanxing's eyes lit up: "Have you ever seen them? Then you know who they are ..."
The voice doesn't fall.
Squeak!
An iron door was opened.
Then a dazzling light came in through the crack of the door.
Bai Yuanxing looked subconsciously towards the door, a blank white eye, faintly seeing that it was probably noon outside, and then a strange figure came in, and the door closed again.
In the dark, there was sound/noise of Blowing Fire.
Oh!
A flare of fire appeared.
The torches on the wall were lit.
The crackling Mars burst sound/noise sounded.
Bai Yuanxing can finally see his environment clearly. It is a rusty cell-like closet. Various kinds of torture that do not know whether it is stained with blood stains or scarlet because of rust are placed in disorder around the closet. It's not very big. There are fist-sized exhaust holes on the four corners of the roof. I don't know where to go, and no light comes in.
The young man tied by chains around him was shaggy, covered his face with messy hair, and his clothes already were torn, but it didn't seem to have caused any crime, there were no scars, but maybe he was locked in such a dense place. It was too long in the dark, impenetrable chamber, so he looked very weak.
Along the side of Bai Yuanxing, an iron collar is fastened around the neck of Jin Ling'er. It is fastened with a piece of fine chain about two meters long. The other end of the chain is locked in a large iron ring fixed on the wall of the chamber. Maybe It is because of the child, so it is not fastened with an iron cymbal, and he can move freely within the range allowed by the iron chain.
The person who just pushed in and ignited the torch was a young man who looked seventeen or eighteen.
This young man is a bit thin and normal in appearance. He is not a fierce man. He wears a standard Martial Artist gown, which seems to be a disciple of Sect.
He inserted the torch into the iron back of the wall, and then placed the three-tiered rice basket in his left hand on the ground and opened the lid, but there were some simple rice porridge and mussels in it.
"Eat something."
The teenager put the porridge in front of the three.
"Who are you? Why are we here?" Bai Yuanxing asked loudly.
The boy just shook his head, but didn't answer. He reached out and motioned for him to whisper a little.
"You said, who are you? Where is this place?" Bai Yuanxing struggled, and the chains and shackles struck and rattled.
"Don't ask, he's just a little pawn. He doesn't know anything. It doesn't help to ask him ..." The unkempt young man next to him didn't know how long he had been locked up, and suddenly said: "I Tried it a long time ago, this guy is just a errand, like a dumb, can't ask anything! "
"Let's eat, you can only survive if you eat." The boy repeated the same words, glanced at Bai Yuanxing, and said, "You can save effort, if there is too much movement, Senior Sister Nan outside comes in, You are going to suffer. "