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, and the killing intent in them is not something that ordinary soldiers can condense. To condense the killing intent, at least one must kill ten thousand people.
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 and energy produced strange phenomena, which were extraordinary. After all, Bai Ye was still an ordinary person. Bloody hallucinations gradually appeared in his eyes. His reason was struggling on the edge of collapse, leaving only a trace of clarity. He held the little girl's little hand with his left hand!
Boom!
It moved, no one said anything, only four knights walked stiffly and rhythmically towards Bai Ye, four pairs of cold palms placed on the shoulders of two people, escorting them, moving forward in an orderly manner, while the other thirty-two knights slowly moved forward.
Surrounded and protected by a few people, the air was tight.
These thirty-six knights are in a very strange state. They are not alive, but half human and half corpse. Their movements are slow and stiff, 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, not careless even in front of these death knights.
Entering Wujiang City, you can see the bustling scene at a glance. It looks like a big city. Even if it is affected by the war, you can still feel the heritage of thousands of years.
As soon as the group of cavalry entered the city, the passers-by and merchants gave way one after another, stopped to watch, and talked a lot.
Obviously, they had already become accustomed to strange things, and only a few people panicked and hid far away. They saw that the clothes were tourists from other places. Although they were frightened, they still couldn't help but curiously hid behind people and stuck their heads out to see what was going on.
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"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 just as scared as you when I first saw them. It's normal. These are the cavalry who have made great contributions to the Chu State. The King of Chu couldn't bear to have them buried in the ground after death, so he used secret techniques to let them walk the world again."
He is a local official, he has a calm demeanor, speaks concisely and to the point, and can explain things clearly in a few words.
Seeing the trembling expressions of the passengers, the clerk whispered: "Although these cavalry have been resurrected with secret techniques, they have lost their souls and must be controlled by someone. Generally, they will not attack others casually without the order of the person controlling them.
That’s why I dare to walk arrogantly in the city.”
Bai Ye's physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his hearing ability is extraordinary. He can remember every word of what the clerk said.
Is there really a magical magic in this world? It can control corpses to look like living people!
That night, Bai Ye was taken to the sky prison and locked up. Several death knights guarded him tirelessly day and night, making it impossible for him to escape. All eyes were focused on him, moving with his movements.
Seeing that the escape plan was not feasible, Bai Ye gave up. He stretched out his index finger and touched the three acupuncture points of the little girl's philtrum, perineum, and Yongquan to smooth the blood flow. The little girl quickly woke up and looked at the place where she was in horror.
Just as he was about to scream, Bai Ye covered his mouth and gave a soft signal. The little girl nodded, and 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 a death row prisoner. The grief in her heart was uncontrollable.
Fortunately, Bai Ye comforted her that nothing would happen, so the little girl stopped crying and lay down 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 floor, cursing inwardly 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 prowess was extraordinary. With his methods and abilities, it was impossible to escape. Bai Ye felt melancholy because of this.
He has learned how to be trapped in a coffin 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, he can't ignore it.
Things seemed to be at a dead end.
There are only a few cells holding 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 said with bright eyes: "I have been practicing the body-changing technique for twenty years, and today I have finally mastered it. Who can stop me?"
It seems that the people involved in this test are not simple characters, and the movement skills are not ordinary martial arts as soon as the name sounds.
The little man folded off a piece of the bed board and laid it across his chest. With a move of his feet, a hole was made in the hard iron cage with a bang, but the little man disappeared.
Several guard cavalry rushed towards the door leading to the outside world in an instant. With their blades curled, a figure appeared at the door, it was the young man in white.
"What happened? Don't go back yet!" he yelled angrily.
Swish, brush, brush!
Several iron cavalry rushed towards the young master in white, and the figure was destroyed 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 teleported behind the burly man, showing his killing move.
Several cavalrymen followed and surrounded the two figures. The burly man and the man in white exchanged more than a hundred moves quickly. You came and went, and the body shape changed, but it was two men in white fighting, white clothes and white fans, there was no difference!
"Thunder!"
A small figure vomited blood and fell to the ground. Another figure came closer, his right arm was surrounded by light blue arcs, and his clothes smelled of burning. He said in a cold voice: "You are still a long way from fighting me. I won't kill you today."
You, go on a safari with me tomorrow, and 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 Taoist?"
Obviously, he is a mysterious monk, that is, a legendary monk, who has mastered the 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 before. He shook his head and said, "No!"
He has never been exposed to those magical things, and he doesn't want to understand them, because his heart was very tired three years ago.
The little man was startled when he heard this, and was shocked: "But the methods you used have exceeded the scope of worldly martial arts..."
Indeed, it is not easy to block his transformation technique. He has been practicing hard for twenty years, and once he was defeated, 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 fighting, I imagine myself to be a ball of fire or thunder. The effects are very good.
It’s amazing, especially when I’m in a dangerous situation, I imagine that I am a puddle of clear water, and no one can harm me.”