Volume 1, Chapter 42: Shuiyun Ridge, a blue-eyed girl blocks the way.
The hawk had one wing cut off and fell into the forest.
The eagle struggled desperately, blood spilled all over the ground, and Lin Yu was all over the sky.
The eagle without wings is like a chicken or a duck. It has a huge body but cannot break free from the shackles of the rosary.
All I heard was the eagle's cry filling the sky.
Li Gao rushed out suddenly and threw the yellow talisman in his hand.
"Today I will roast you, the eagle."
The yellow talisman exploded, and fire burned the sky.
Suddenly, raging flames broke out and enveloped the huge goshawk.
"Hehe, a mere fourth-rank monster is nothing more than this."
Just as he was feeling proud, the little monk's voice rang out.
"Brother Li, get out of the way."
But it was too late.
Just as he finished speaking, a fierce wind blew up from the blazing flames.
A wind blade cut through the flames.
Going straight to Li Gao.
Li Gao's heart skipped a beat.
"I'll go."
He made hand gestures with one hand and reached towards his waist with the other hand, and a defensive talisman wrapped around his whole body.
The wind blade hit his body and Li Gao was directly blown dozens of meters away.
Fortunately, he released the defensive talisman in time and saved his life.
"Ouch, my waist........."
The eagle cried and the flames scattered.
The little monk's rosary also broke with a bang.
Ye Tingmu looked at the burnt black goshawk, his eyes like torches, emitting golden light.
"Dead beast, die."
"The sword energy is like the wind."
The sword moves.
The figure flashed.
The wind blows.
White light flashed across the sky.
The goshawk's cry suddenly stopped.
Ye Tingmu fell to the ground and sheathed his sword.
The huge body of the goshawk also fell down with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.
Li Gao stood up in a panic and walked over.
He gave Ye Tingmu a thumbs up.
"Brother Ye is still reliable."
Ye Tingmu didn't stop and didn't bother to get the magic pill.
He said to the two of them, "Let's go."
They both nodded at the same time.
The three continued to rush towards Yecheng.
At the same time, outside Yecheng City, the girl named Xiner trembled in her heart and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The originally pale little face became even paler.
The Confucian scholar next to him noticed something was wrong and asked quickly.
"Xin'er, what's wrong with you?"
The girl lowered her head and said weakly, "Little Eagle was killed."
The scholar's eyebrows furrowed.
"Walk."
"Yeah." The girl nodded.
The Confucian scholar was now even more curious about Ye Tingmu and the others.
The intelligence said that the three men were only at the Qidong realm, but they had killed a fifth-order Fire Cloud Dragon, a fourth-order Goshawk King, and even destroyed three thousand armors.
It seems that these people have extraordinary talents. They must be carrying valuable treasures when crossing the border to kill the enemy.
He licked his lips and said, "I want your life, and I want to take your treasure."
Midnight midnight.
Ye Tingmu and the other two had been running wildly for three hours.
As long as you cross the Shuiyunling Mountain in front, you can reach Yecheng.
On the bamboo forest path in Shuiyunling.
There was a light breeze.
The bamboo shadows swayed and made a crackling sound.
From time to time, unknown animal roars could be heard.
It's so tight that it's creepy.
The three of them walked in it and couldn't help but frown.
No matter how I put it, the atmosphere here always feels a bit weird.
Ye Tingmu also had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Soon, a petite figure appeared in front of several people on the road ahead.
This man was squatting in the middle of the road, covered with mink fur and holding a recorder in his hand.
Seeing this, Ye Tingmu and his companions hurriedly stopped.
Li Gao stared at the girl in front of him and whispered, "Where did this girl come from in the middle of the night? Could she be a ghost?"
"Don't talk nonsense, just ask and you'll know." Ye Tingmu replied.
He looked at the girl in front of him warily.
The woman looked haggard, her eyes were closed, she was covered in a mink coat and had her hair tied in a bun.
"Girl, why are you here so late at night?"
When Ye Tingmu asked, the girl replied without even looking up: "I'm here because I want to kill someone."
"Kill who?"
"Kill the monk first, kill the Taoist priest second, and kill the scholar third."
Ye Tingmu frowned. If what the woman said was true, then wouldn’t she have killed him?
He was not surprised that someone intercepted him here.
This was expected. After all, the hawk had been monitoring the movements of the few people. The beastmaster behind the scenes could naturally guess that the direction they were heading was Yecheng.
If you enter Yecheng, the nearest road is Shuiyunling.
Therefore, it is reasonable to intercept here.
However, what surprised him was that the other party actually sent a girl, a girl who had no cultivation fluctuations and looked sick.
This really made him unable to understand.
I'm a little confused.
Of course, Li Gao and the little monk had the same idea.
Li Gao stepped forward and said in a teasing tone, "I'm actually very curious, young lady, what are you going to use to kill us?"
The girl slowly opened her eyes.
"Since you are here, there is naturally a way."
Ye Tingmu was stunned when he looked at the woman's eyes. Emerald green pupils?
He had never seen such eyes in this world. Could it be that there were foreigners in this world? He couldn't help but take a few more glances, feeling very strange.
The young monk frowned and said solemnly, "Don't be careless. This person is a demon controller."
Ye Tingmu was startled and turned around to ask, "Why do you think so?"
"You see, there's no fluctuation in his cultivation level, yet he dares to intercept us again. He must have something to rely on. And I've heard that all demon controllers have a pair of emerald green eyes. The darker the pupil color, the stronger their power and the higher the grade of the demon beast they can control. I've also heard that demon controllers need to draw their own blood and essence to feed the demon beasts, so they are often sick and weak. Look at her, her face is completely pale. She must be a demon controller."
Ye Tingmu looked at the girl in front of him.
All of them were correct. It seems that the little monk’s guess was nine out of ten correct.
"Be careful, there might be monsters hiding nearby."
"Uh-huh."
The three of them became alert.
Ye Tingmu held the hilt of the sword.
I don't have that much time to waste, so it must be resolved as soon as possible.
"In that case, young lady, you can't blame me for drawing my sword on you."
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