Part 14, Chapter 160: One step, one kill!
Shenshan, thousands of miles of snow slopes. 【 _】
On the snow-covered slope, dense forests were scattered sparsely like dead trees. In the middle of this vast snowfield, four people stood. The one in the front was a girl in white clothes as white as snow. She looked to be about 18 years old, with black hair like a waterfall, flying in the wind. Her eyes were like a lake washed by rain, clean and clear, bright enough to reflect all the filth in the world.
Her girlish face now showed a mature calmness and composure, and her body was positioned just right to protect the three people behind her.
The three people were an old man and a pair of handsome men and beautiful women. Each of them had an extremely terrifying aura, but at the moment they could only hide behind the girl in white, connecting their energies together to form a solid barrier.
However, this barrier was useless except for giving them a slight sense of security.
Outside these four people, there were seventy or eighty figures standing scattered on the sloping hillside, some standing together, some scattered. They originally had an absolute advantage in numbers, but now their faces were full of solemnity and fear. They didn't even look at the three people behind the girl in white, but instead focused their eyes on her like needles, or should I say, on her hands.
In her hand, she held an exquisite snow-white sword. The frost-like scabbard was beautifully engraved with delicate marks. In the center of the scabbard was a milky white gem like a water drop. Pure white soft light was reflected from the gem, and the deep outline was clear and distinct, like a cold pupil.
The sword has not yet been unsheathed, but the sharp sword energy is already sweeping across the entire world.
It seems like there is such a sword hanging over everyone's heart!
This white sword is full of might, righteousness, and a sharp and cold light. It seems that everything in the world appears small and humble under its cold, aloof, gentle and sharp light.
Seventy or eighty people stood around, not daring to move. The air on the entire snow slope seemed to have frozen into ice.
The three people behind the girl in white seemed to hold their breath.
"You guys." Ye Zhu held the sword of the Goddess of Light in her hand. Her snow-white clothes seemed to glow with endless soft light. She glanced at them indifferently, "Get out of the way."
The two words "gently and indifferently" were like two strong arms pushing open a huge door, with a tremendous momentum like pushing a mountain, making everyone feel a chill in their hearts and the hairs on their backs stand up like hedgehogs.
From the crowd scattered in all directions, a figure slowly walked out in front of Ye Zhu. This was a tall and handsome man with flying blue eyebrows like sharp daggers. His handsome face, which was so handsome that even women felt ashamed, had a cold expression. His originally warm eyes seemed to flash a sharp cold light at this moment.
"Stop!" His cold voice was sonorous and powerful. "Behind me is the sacred mountain, which you cannot violate. Although you are very powerful, it is impossible for you to break through our blockade! I don't want to cause too many casualties. You won't get any benefits even if you fight to the end. If you alarm the envoy, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"
Ye Zhu stared at him for a while, then slowly retracted her gaze and looked down at the sword in her hand, "Say it again... get out of the way!" Her voice was so slow that it seemed as if she spoke word by word. A surging energy aura gradually emanated from her delicate body. The majestic energy like the vastness of the stars swept over, and the scabbard of the sword in her hand emanated an even more powerful soft light.
Including the handsome man, everyone present had a slightly changed expression and felt depressed.
Ye Zhu's clear eyes flashed with a cold light that was indifferent to everything. He glanced at everyone in the room one by one, then turned his head sideways to look back and whispered to the three people behind him, "Come in." His slender hand grabbed into the air, and a dark vortex appeared.
The hunchbacked old man, Suo Xi and Xue Na were all stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Zhu hesitantly, and finally let out a deep sigh in their hearts, quickly flashed into the vortex, and were taken into the space close to Ye Zhu.
"The Arrow of Time!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, and a figure suddenly flashed out of the void, appearing behind Ye Zhu like a ghost, holding a snow-white longbow in her hand. There was no bowstring, but when she pulled her fingers forward, two straight white lights automatically shot out from the string hole of the longbow, connected together to form a bowstring, and then was pulled backwards by her slender fingers.
The space in front of her was twisted like water waves, and several transparent energy currents quickly emerged from it, rolling like spirals and appearing between her fingers. At the moment the strings were released, several sharp transparent arrows shot rapidly towards Ye Zhu's vest.
This process may sound slow, but in fact it all happened in an instant after she appeared, so fast that people had no time to react.
Ye Zhu still tilted her head to watch Sosi and the others enter the portable space. However, when these transparent arrows burst out, the sword in her hand suddenly rolled up, and ripples appeared in the air, as if countless invisible shackles were cut off, and those transparent arrows were swept into pieces, turning into a transparent airflow and disappearing.
At this time, the black vortex slowly shrank and became a black dot and disappeared.
Ye Zhu slowly turned around and looked at the black-robed woman who suddenly appeared. Her snow-like skin looked even whiter against the black robe. Her delicate face was very pretty, but at this moment, it was filled with shock. "How is this possible? No one can catch my arrow of time. It is absolutely impossible to catch it because it is time. How can anyone resist it!"
Indeed, no one can resist time.
Time is the most terrible weapon in the world.
It can not only give birth to life, but also make it die, and even play with life, leaving only an empty shell while the life is clearly alive. Even love, hate, and emotions will gradually disappear under the torture of time.
Finally, it is the indifference of seeing through everything.
In fact, it also shows the horror of time, and the despair and sadness after being unable to change it.
But at this moment, these arrows of time were blocked.
Is it true that only eternal light can overcome the torture of time?
The soft snow-white light attached to the scabbard of the sword, as if it was wrapped in a ball of fluffy white cotton. Ye Zhu's slender fingers gradually tightened, and the hilt of the sword seemed to be embedded in her palm. Then, she slowly took a step forward.
The entire vast sky seemed to suddenly darken.
"Die!" The soft and cold voice was like raindrops falling into a lake, spreading in the air.
A spot of light that was compressed to the extreme suddenly appeared on the chest of the woman in black robe. At this moment, the spot of light expanded rapidly, emitting brilliant light, and then engulfed her body amid her screams of terror.
Falling like a bright and blazing sun.
No one saw how Ye Zhu drew her sword, or even saw her make any other movements, but the woman in black robe died inexplicably.
"die."
Ye Zhu held a sword in her hand, her black hair as soft as black jade flying in the wind, her long robe rustling in the cold wind. She recited softly again, then took a step forward.
A man in a silver-white robe who was standing in front of her suddenly covered his chest with his hands and screamed in pain. A thousand-foot-long white light burst out from his body, as if countless sharp swords pierced his body and tore his scalp, completely engulfing him in the light.
Then, with a bang, there was an explosion.
Countless tiny blood clots splashed on the snow like raindrops, still emitting wisps of hot air.
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"die!"
Ye Zhu took another step.
Bang!
Another person fell.
"die!"
One more step, and another person falls.
She was like a witch walking out of hell, holding the purest sword of the goddess of light. Every time she took a step forward, the person closest to her would suddenly explode, and would die instantly without any power to resist.
Every step means one death.
The bleak light penetrated through the thick clouds and shone on the snow. The originally wide snowfield was now covered with minced meat, blood clots, and human intestines and other organs. It was indescribably bloody and horrifying.
Everyone was originally surrounded tightly, but at this moment it seemed as if they were washed away by an invisible flood, surrounding Ye Zhu in a semi-encircled state.
Everyone's face was filled with fear and disbelief. They looked at this delicate girl and her scattered companions in disbelief. The people who were standing beside them the moment before suddenly exploded into a pile of minced meat the next moment!
Deep fear was like a huge drumbeat, beating in everyone's heart. Ye Zhu's footsteps were like a killing knife. With every step, everyone's eyelids jumped. There were originally 70 to 80 people in the field, and more than a dozen died in an instant.
No one dared to attack!
No one is willing to attack a monster of unknown depth; this would be tantamount to suicide!
Even though they would die under such pressure, there is something strange about human beings: they always believe that miracles and luck will happen.
Such hopeful ideas often bring about an incalculable price.
Even including sacrificing one's life.
The most despairing thing is that since Ye Zhu appeared until now, he has never really swung the sword in his hand to engage in close combat. Usually, he would just swing it in the air, which would emit unparalleled power, crushing all attacks and defenses and directly hitting the enemy.
and……
The sword has not yet been unsheathed.
When everyone was retreating step by step in fear as if facing a prehistoric beast, a rumbling thunder suddenly appeared in the dim sky in the distance. The thunder was so loud that it seemed as if the whole sky was blown to pieces.
Even though everyone present was someone who could shatter a world with a stomp of their feet, they couldn't help but change their expressions slightly at this moment, and looked up at the sky involuntarily.
Ye Zhu, who was advancing continuously, paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and looked up at the sky.
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