Bai Ye had no fear in his heart. He lowered his head and told the little girl, then tiptoed into the cavalry, used the hand gesture, looked around, and stopped quietly.
These cavalry are not simple. The killing intent in them cannot be condensed by ordinary soldiers. To condense the killing intent, at least a massacre of ten thousand people is required.
Thirty-six riders killed at least 360,000 people, how terrifying!
The blood energy rushed into the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth. It was already a tangible thing, visible to the naked eye, and stretched for miles.
The blood energy produced strange phenomena, which were extraordinary. After all, Bai Ye was still an ordinary person. Bloody hallucinations gradually appeared in his eyes, and his reason struggled on the edge of collapse. Only a trace of clarity remained. His left hand held the little girl's hand tightly. !
Boom!
Moved, no one said anything, only four knights walked stiffly and rhythmically towards Bai Ye, four pairs of cold palms rested on the shoulders of the two people, holding the two people forward in an orderly manner, The other thirty-two cavalry slowly gathered around, protecting a few people tightly.
These thirty-six riders are in a very strange state. They are not alive, but half human and half corpse. They move slowly and stiffly, but they can clearly execute orders.
Extraordinary background!
Although he had been awake for most of the time, Bai Ye still showed a confused look, even in front of these death knights, he was not careless.
Entering Wujiang City, you can see the bustling scene at a glance. It looks like a big city. Even if it is affected by war, you can still feel the heritage of thousands of years.
As soon as the group of iron cavalry entered the city, the passers-by and merchants gave way one after another, stopped to watch, and talked a lot.
Obviously, they have long been used to strange things. Only a few people panicked and hid far away. They looked at the clothes as tourists from other places. Although they were frightened, they still couldn't help but be curious and hid behind people. Poke your head around to see what’s going on.
"Who are these people? They don't seem to be living people. Aren't you afraid?" A foreign tourist whispered in the ears of the locals.
"I was as scared as you when I first saw it. It's normal. These are the cavalry who have made great contributions to the Chu State. The King of Chu could not bear to have them buried underground after death, so he used secret techniques to make them They are walking around the world again." The person who spoke was a local official. He behaved calmly and spoke concisely. He could explain the matter clearly in a few words.
Looking at the trembling appearance of the passengers, the clerk whispered: "Although these cavalry were resurrected using secret techniques, they have lost their souls and must be controlled by someone. Before they get the order from the person controlling them, they have lost their souls." , Generally speaking, he would not attack others casually, so he dared to walk arrogantly in the city."
Bai Ye's physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, his hearing is extraordinary, and he can't forget every word of what the clerk said.
Is there really a magical magic in this world? Can control corpses as if they were alive!
That night, Bai Ye was taken to the sky prison and locked up. Several death knights guarded him tirelessly day and night. It was impossible to escape. All eyes were focused on him, following his movements. Turn.
Seeing that the escape plan is not feasible,Bai Ye gave up and stretched out his index finger to touch the three acupuncture points of the little girl's philtrum, perineum, and Yongquan to smooth the blood flow. The little girl woke up quickly and looked at the place she was in. Just as she was about to scream, Bai Ye was Covering her mouth and signaling softly, the little girl nodded. Bai Ye let go of her hand and explained the process softly.
The little girl cried while listening. It was miserable enough to be reduced to a beggar on the street, and now she was on death row. The grief in her heart was uncontrollable.
Fortunately, Bai Ye comforted her that nothing would happen to her, so the little girl stopped crying and lay on the straw mat, not knowing what she was thinking.
There was only one straw mat in the sky prison, so Bai Ye had no choice but to sit on the ground, cursing secretly that he was unlucky and ended up in the sky prison by mistake. This was a place that symbolized death.
Those guards were all death knights. They didn’t know what fatigue was, and their fighting power was extraordinary. With his methods and abilities, it was impossible to escape. Bai Ye felt melancholy because of this.
He has learned about coffin confinement and is confident of his escape. However, a mortal body is as heavy as a mountain, and even a saint who has entered Taoism cannot lift it.
The little girl is suffering from him, and he cannot ignore it.
Things seem to be at a dead end.
There are only a few prisoners in Nuo Da’s sky jail, but they are all a bit abnormal at this time.
The little man diagonally opposite stood up, shook off the dust from his clothes, and his eyes shone brightly: "I have been practicing the body-changing technique for twenty years, and today I have finally mastered it. Let's see who can stop me." Can you hold me back?"
It seems that this is not a simple person, and the movement skill is not an ordinary martial arts.
The little man folded off a piece of the bed board and laid it across his chest. When his feet moved, a hole was knocked out of the hard iron prison with a bang, but the little man disappeared.
Several guard cavalry rushed towards the door to the outside world in an instant. With their blades rolled up, a figure appeared at the door, it was the young master in white.
"What happened? Don't go back yet!" he yelled angrily.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several iron cavalry rushed towards the young master in white, and the figure was shattered under the blade, turning into an afterimage!
A burly figure walked slowly outside the Tianlao gate with his back to Tianlao. In front of him was a lively street.
However, he stopped, arched his body and slowly backed away. Opposite him, a figure in white looked at him coldly in front of the crowd.
"You are the first one to get out of the prison, but you are still a little short of it!" The man in white folded his fan, his figure disappeared, and he instantly moved behind the burly man, showing off his killing move.
Several cavalry followed up and surrounded the two figures. The burly man and the man in white quickly exchanged more than a hundred moves. You came and went, and the body shapes changed, but it was the two men in white who were fighting. White clothes and white fans, there is no difference!
"Thunder!"
A small figure vomited blood and fell to the ground, and another figure came closer, his right arm wrapped with light blueThere was an electric arc, and the clothes smelled of burning. He said coldly: "You are still far behind in fighting me. If I don't kill you today, go hunting with me tomorrow. If you behave well, I will let you out!"
The little man stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked curiously: "Are you also a cultivator?"
Obviously, he is a mysterious cultivator, a legendary monk who possesses magical means.
However, he still lost.
"A cultivator?" The young man in white raised his eyebrows. He thought it sounded familiar, but couldn't remember where he had heard it. He shook his head and said, "No!"
He has never been He had been exposed to those magical things, but he didn't want to understand them, because his heart was very tired three years ago.
The little man was startled when he heard this, and he was shocked: "But the methods you used have exceeded the scope of worldly martial arts..."
Indeed, you can stop him The method of changing one's body and shape is by no means an easy task. He had been practicing it for twenty years, but once it was broken, you can imagine the anguish in his heart.
“Are you talking about my speed and attack?” The young man in white raised his head and said proudly: “When I walk, I imagine myself to be a gust of wind, and when I fight, I imagine myself to be a ball of fire. Or a thunderbolt, the effect is very powerful, especially when I am in danger, if I imagine that I am a clear water, then no one can harm me."