Supreme Sword Court Volume 2 Hidden Dragon Has Awakened to Sleep, A Howl Moves a Thousand Mountains Chapter 195 I Hope You Are Safe, How Long Will You Need?
Volume 2 Hidden Dragon Has Awakened to Sleep, A Howl Moves a Thousand Mountains Chapter 195 I Hope You Are Safe, How Long Will You Need?
Duanmuhua knew in his heart that Han Xiujie was planning to burn the boat. But in order to deal with Jiang Shikai, there was nothing he could do. In fact, the overall strength of the Jiang family was not much different from the two of them. Strictly speaking, the Jiang family was completely Jiang Shikai's dynasty.
, once he is executed, the entire Jiang family will naturally be destroyed.
Han Xiujie: "Old man, once the Han family goes into full-scale war with the Jiang family, the final winner will definitely be your Duanmu family. As for whether our Han family can regain its strength in the future, I hope you can see how our family has grown over the years.
For my sake, please help me a lot!"
What this means is that once the Jiang and Han families go to war, the outcome will inevitably be a lose-lose situation. As the saying goes, the fishermen will benefit from the snipe and the clam, and the fruits of victory will naturally fall into the hands of the Duanmu family.
In the face of a powerful enemy, someone must stand up and uphold justice, and he, Han Xiujie, decided to shoulder this important task. He decided to use all the strength of the Han family to fight Jiang Shikai. He knew that he was not Jiang Shikai's opponent, but as long as he used that trump card, he could reverse the situation.
If you want to kill Jiang Shikai, you only need to seriously injure him.
By then, if he joins forces with the Duanmu family to attack, he will definitely be able to completely kill this serious problem.
When Han Xiujie told Duanmuhua this idea, he said in a deep voice: "Have you thought about it yet?"
"Once the plan is implemented like this, there is no way back!"
Han Xiujie stood with his hands behind his hands and smiled calmly: "Except for this method to save our family's difficulties, I really can't think of any other way. We are the only two inheriting families in Yangzhou City, and there must be one who stands out. The Duanmu family passed through last time
The game has severely damaged our vitality, and it is our Han family's turn to take action this time!"
A man is born in heaven and earth, and must make a difference. As the head of the Han family, he, Han Xiujie, should devote himself to the Han family for generations. Now that the family is in trouble, in order for the thousands-year-old foundation of the Han family to survive forever, it is necessary
At this time, he can give everything he has, even if it means sacrificing his own life.
Han Xiujie's body seemed to exude a glory, and his masculine spirit was alluring. He Yiwan looked at him in a daze, and his eyes were filled with brilliance. Even though he was over forty, he still looked like a little girl.
She is a nymphomaniac, her face is full of charm, her eyes are full of amorous feelings, and her femininity is fully reflected at this moment.
"Since you have come to your senses, I respect your choice!" Duanmuhua said solemnly: "But don't worry, the friendship between our two families will last forever. There is no doubt about it. After the Jiang family is eliminated, I hope that our two families will have a better future."
Not only can we return to our past glory, but we can also reach new heights!”
Words are worthless, actions are the way to go!
After this battle, the Han family will inevitably suffer heavy losses and may even cease to exist. Even if it can survive, it will definitely withdraw from the ranks of the family. However, Duanmuhua has already made a decision in his heart, that is, he will do his best.
What he can do to help the Han family return to its peak is his promise, which does not need to be witnessed by heaven and earth, because his three words "Duanmu Hua" are the most powerful guarantee.
As the saying goes, words must be deeded and deeds must be resounding!
Who in Yangzhou City doesn’t know that Duanmuhua is famous for keeping his promises?
Even if it hurts the interests of the family, he will fulfill his vows to the end. Even his enemies believe in him on this point.
Also, when Mo Yi asked him to swear in the cage, the reason why he felt shocked was precisely because it had been a long time since anyone had doubted him.
After the two discussed it for a while, the plan was finally finalized.
Han Xiujie gestured to Duan Muhua, and both of them carved a line of words on the ground with their swords.
Word stop, sheath the sword, finish in one go!
"Let's go!" Han Xiujie took one last deep look at the huge pit, then hugged He Yiwan and slowly disappeared into the darkness.
"Girl!" Seeing Duanmu Yue'er not moving for a long time, Duanmuhua sighed, patted her shoulder with his big hand, and comforted: "If he is alive and sees the message we left, he will definitely come to us!"
"That kid looks like a tough guy at first glance. I think the Lord of Hell will kowtow and beg him not to die when he sees him. Your worries are unnecessary!"
Hearing this, Duanmu Yue'er was also amused by him: "Grandpa, how old are you, but you still speak so rudely!"
"I'm happy for you, can you, little girl, take care of it?" Duanmuhua snorted. Even though he was entering old age, he could move as fast as flying.
Duanmu Yue'er turned back three times every step of the way, and finally reluctantly followed her grandfather and left here.
"Hope you're safe!"
...
In the darkness, a flame suddenly lit up, followed by a pale face.
"Cough!" Accompanied by a cough, under the firelight, I saw the young man with disheveled hair, tattered shirt, blood all over his body, and his back was scorched black. He was obviously injured by some kind of terrifying force.
, not to mention the blurred flesh and blood, even the cold white bones are clearly visible.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, blood was still dripping from his body, and the land he was on was also stained red with blood, but his face was calm, as if he didn't take his injury seriously at all.
Something happened.
"I can't tell that your life is pretty good. With this level of injury, I'm afraid I would have to regret it. Speaking of which, it's all thanks to my warning, otherwise you would have been doomed even if you were made of steel and iron!"
Looking forward in the light of the fire, I saw that the speaker was an old man. He had pale hair and a beard that reached the floor. He looked like a savage. The clothes on his body had melted away with the passage of time. I don’t know what this man had experienced.
After many battles, his body was covered with scars. Now his limbs were bound by thick chains, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face at this moment.
A red light flashed from it, and the sharp eyes made people shudder, and it gave people a sense of déjà vu as if they were facing a giant beast from the wild.
Mo Yi wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "So I still want to thank you?"
I have to say that he did almost die here this time. The energy contained in that eggshell-like thing was simply terrifying. It was like a few sword sect masters gathering all their strength in one place and then releasing it.
, the power is not to say that it can destroy the world, but it is also enough to kill a large number of people who are not at the Sword Sect level.
Even if you are in the Sword Sect realm here, you will fall if you are not careful!
In order to resist this destructive force before, he had exhausted all his strength, but his defense, which was comparable to the sword sect realm, still could not stop it. At this critical moment, a voice came from his ear, and there was no time.
Thinking about it, Mo Yi turned his defense into an attack, opened an underground secret passage, and then fell directly to the eighteenth floor underground.
The owner of that voice is the mysterious old man in front of me!
The old man said in a hoarse voice: "As your savior, do you have to repay me?"
Indeed, if this old man hadn't warned him before, I'm afraid there would be no more Mo Yi in this world.
Mo Yi looked at him with half-squinted eyes: "What do you want?"
The old man said bluntly: "The four iron chains tied to my body are all made of thousands of years of cold iron. Since you have the power to cut off the cold iron, please use your sword to relieve me of my troubles!"
He has been trapped here for hundreds of years. Loneliness, loneliness, hatred, anger and other emotions are almost swallowing him up. He thought he would die of old age here, but Mo Yi's arrival made him see
Arrived at hope.
It seems that he saw the scene when he rescued Han Xiujie and others, but he didn't care in his heart, but he was a little surprised that this old guy's spiritual consciousness was still so powerful even though his cultivation was blocked.
Sure enough, the real masters are often among the people, but some of the more famous people are really terrible at it!
Thinking of this, Mo Yi said: "It's no problem to rescue you, but now I'm too seriously injured, and my strength is less than one percent of what I was at my peak. Strictly speaking, I can't even swing a sword now, so
Please be patient and calm!"
"How long do you need?" The old man frowned, obviously he didn't have much patience.
"It depends on the situation. It can take as little as an hour or as long as two or three days!" As he spoke, Mo Yi said softly: "You've been trapped for so long anyway, so what's the harm in waiting any longer!"
The old man gave him a dead look: "I hope you will do what you say!"
Mo Yi looked directly at him, showing no fear at all, and said: "Don't worry about this, I am a person who always repays kindness!"
recall
The old man was very suspicious of his words: "I'm a little curious. Are you sure you can recover from your injury in just two or three days?"
As for what Mo Yi said, he ignored it for as short as an hour. Isn't this pure nonsense?
For this kind of almost fatal injury, let alone a serious injury, there is no magic elixir to help, and even if I give you a month, it probably won't make you much better.
"You don't need to worry about this!" After saying that, Mo Yi ignored him, fed himself a pill, and meditated quietly.
Although he was seriously injured this time, it could be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Under the stimulation of facing death, his cultivation level improved dramatically, and the "Zigma" formula in the spiritual world was inadvertently completely destroyed.
It's lit up, which means that his current cultivation level has reached the swordsman level.
His combat power has increased exponentially. Now he can almost crush the average sword sect realm without using all his strength!
But this time he was able to improve his cultivation. In a sense, he paid for it with his life. If he were asked to do it again, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to do it. If there wasn't an old man hiding deep underground, he wouldn't be able to do it again.
Although his strength has been improved, whether he can survive the explosion is still a question.