Chapter 2142 [Shangxie] Killing God
But within a few breaths, the rolling rocks blocked the only way out tightly. If you want to get out, you have to climb up the pile of rocks that is two people high.
The general's face turned pale, and he drew his sword in a rage, roaring like thunder.
"Who the hell is it! Get out here!"
The wind suddenly blew.
With the sound of rolling waves, it swept up from behind the newly formed rock pile, then passed the highest point and appeared in front of everyone.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened.
The Milky Way in the desert flows exceptionally clearly in the night sky.
A bonfire was burning brightly in the canyon, illuminating the fluttering white corners of a piece of clothing.
When she fell, her hood was blown back, revealing her black hair like ink, which then flew back onto her shoulders in a messy pattern.
The corners of her white clothes drooped quietly. She stood on a high place, holding a sword and looking down. Her eyes were facing away from the Milky Way in the night sky. It was as if there were a pair of cold North Stars in her pupils, extremely bright and extremely cold. She looked at the 30,000 soldiers in the canyon as if they were dead objects.
"I just learned a new phrase not long ago: 'One man guarding the pass, ten thousand men cannot open it.'"
The woman in white stood on a high pile of rocks, looking down indifferently, her voice as cold as ice.
"Just happened to find you guys to try."
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Outside the canyon.
The last soldier also died from the poison needle. Qingze wiped the sword, put it back into the sheath, took a deep breath, and was about to walk towards the entrance of the canyon, but stopped again.
He thought about it, and finally jumped to the top of the mountain. The soldiers guarding the top of the mountain had been dealt with by Lian Tang, and the rock that originally stood on the edge of the cliff had disappeared. It seemed that it had been pushed down as planned.
I just don't know what the situation is like below the cliff. After all, there are tens of thousands of troops. Even if Xia Fuyi is a martial arts master, he may not be able to hold his own against ten thousand.
He frowned and walked quickly towards that direction.
Just as he was about to reach the edge of the cliff, his steps suddenly stopped.
The sword at his waist was making an uneasy humming sound, as if it was being summoned by something and was about to break out of its scabbard.
The enormous pressure forced him to hold the hilt of the sword and take two steps forward.
The burning bonfire and torches below came into view.
At the same time, what caught his eye was the white figure that suddenly rose up and floated in the air.
The corners of her clothes were blown up by the wind.
Long Yuan had already been unsheathed, but she did not hold it in her hand. Instead, it was floating in the air in front of her.
The sharp blade reflected the firelight, showing an inviolable coldness and murderous intent in the dim night.
Xia Fuyi stretched out her arms, and her eyes, which were filled with fire, suddenly closed tightly. Her eyelashes drooped down on her eyelids, leaving a soft velvety edge.
However, at the same time, a huge internal force suddenly erupted with her body as the center. The Long Yuan floating in front of her trembled violently and let out a long and cold sword roar.
Lian Tang, who was still fighting below, suddenly found that his sword was no longer under his control.
He looked up with blood all over his face, and got goose bumps all over his body. He reflexively left the battlefield and retreated repeatedly until he jumped onto the rock behind Xia Fuyi.
It was not until then that he realized that it was not just his own sword that was out of control, but the swords of everyone before him.
The soldiers all noticed something strange. They showed surprised expressions, desperately gripping the hilts of their swords, and even using both hands to drag the swords.
But Long Yuan roared his sword again.
Millions of swords emitted a sharp buzzing sound at the same time, as if responding to this irresistible call.
The first sword was dragged out of a soldier's hand with a whoosh, shot up backwards, and leaped straight into the air.
Then came the second, the third, and hundreds of long swords formed dense shadows, cutting through the air and hanging precariously above the canyon.
The burning flames exploded with a crisp sound.
As everyone grew increasingly frightened, the girl in white in mid-air silently opened her eyes, and her originally dark pupils turned into a light golden color.
As she opened her eyes, the suspended swords seemed to have received an order that could not be disobeyed. After a moment of stillness, they suddenly shot towards their original owners in the canyon.
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