Chapter Fourteen Chapter One hundred and sixty Kill one step at a time!
Sacred mountain, thousands of miles of snow slopes...
On the snow-covered slopes, dense forests were sparsely scattered like dead trees. In the middle of this wide snow field, four people stood. The one at the front was a girl in white clothes like snow. She looked about ten years old.
She is young, has a waterfall of black hair, flying in the wind, and her eyes are like the surface of a lake washed by rain, clean and clear, and bright enough to reflect all the filth in the world.
There was a mature calmness and calmness on her girlish cheeks at this moment, and her body was positioned just right to protect the three people behind her.
These three people are an old man and a pair of handsome men and beauties. The aura on each of them is extremely terrifying, but at this moment they can only hide behind the girl in white, connecting each other's energy together to form a strong knot.
boundary.
However, this barrier is as if it is a fiction. It has no use at all except adding a slight sense of security to their hearts.
Outside these four people, there were seventy or eighty figures standing on the sloping hillside, some standing together, some scattered. They had the absolute upper hand due to their numbers, but now their faces were full of anger.
They were solemn and frightened, and they didn't even look at the three people behind the girl in white. Instead, they all focused on her body, or should be said, on her hands like needles.
In her hand, she held an exquisite snow-white long sword. The frost-like snow scabbard had exquisite carvings outlining delicate and delicate marks. In the center of the scabbard was a water drop-like handle.
Milky white gemstone, pure white soft light is reflected from the gemstone, and the deep outline is clear and distinct, like a cold pupil.
The sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword energy swept through the entire world wantonly.
In everyone's heart, there is a sword hanging three feet above the head!
This white sword is full of majesty, righteousness, and sharp light. Everything in the world seems small and humble under its cold, aloof, gentle, and sharp cold light.
Seventy or eighty people stood around, not daring to move their bodies. The air on the entire snow slope seemed to have solidified and frozen into ice.
The three people behind the girl in white also held their breath.
"You guys." Ye Zhu held the sword of the Goddess of Light, and the snow-white clothes on her body seemed to glow with endless soft light. She swept her eyes indifferently, "Get out of the way."
The two words "gently and indifferently" were like two majestic arms pushing open a giant door, with the force of a surging sky, making everyone feel chills rising in their hearts, and the hairs on their backs standing on end like hedgehogs.
stand up.
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 delicate cheeks were so handsome that even women were ashamed.
, with an indifferent expression, his originally gentle eyes seemed to flash with a sharp cold light at this moment.//**//
"Stop!" His cold voice was powerful. "Behind me is the sacred mountain. You can't touch it. Although you are very powerful, it is impossible to break through our blockade! I don't want to cause any problems."
There are too many casualties, and even if we fight to the end, you won't get any benefits. If the messenger is alerted, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"
Ye Zhu stared at him for a while, then slowly withdrew her eyes, looked down at the sword in her hand, "Say it again... get out of the way!" Her voice was so slow that it seemed like she was speaking every word.
, the delicate body gradually released a turbulent energy aura, energy as majestic as the stars swept away, and the scabbard of the sword in his hand emitted an even more powerful soft light.
Including the handsome man, everyone present's expressions changed slightly, and their hearts sank.
Ye Zhu's clear eyes flashed with an indifferent cold light, scanning the crowd one by one, then turning his head to look back and whispering to the three people behind him, "Come in." He grabbed the air with his delicate hand, and a dark vortex appeared.
.
The rickety old man, Suo Xi and Xue Na were all startled for a moment, and glanced at Ye Zhu hesitantly. Finally, they let out a deep sigh in their hearts, quickly dodged into the vortex, and were taken into Ye Zhu's body.
in the space.
"Time's Arrow!"
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and a figure suddenly appeared in the void, appearing behind Ye Zhu like a ghost. She held a snow-like white long bow in her hand. There was no bow string, but when she pulled her fingers forward, a long bow appeared.
Two straight white lights automatically shot out of the bow's string hole, connected together to form a bow string, which was then pulled backwards by her slender fingers.
The space in front of her was distorted like water waves. Several transparent energy flows quickly appeared from it, twisting like a spiral and appearing between her fingers. The moment the string was loosened, several sharp transparent bows and arrows quickly hit Ye.
Zhu's vest exploded.
This process may sound slow, but in fact it happened in a split second after she appeared. It was so fast that people couldn't react at all.
Ye Zhu still tilted her head to watch Suo Xi and others enter the portable space. However, when these transparent bows and arrows burst out, the sword in her hand suddenly rolled up, and ripples were shaken in the air.
, as if countless invisible shackles were cut off, the transparent bows were swept to pieces, turned into a stream of transparent air, and disappeared.
At this time, the black vortex slowly shrank, turning into a black spot and disappearing.
Ye Zhu slowly turned around and looked at the woman in black robe who suddenly appeared. Her snow-like complexion appeared even whiter against the black robe, and her delicate cheeks were very delicate. But at this moment, she was full of shock, "How is this possible?
, my arrow of time, no one can catch it, it is impossible to catch it, because it is time, how can it be resisted!"
Indeed, no one can resist time.
Time is the most terrifying weapon in the world.
It can not only cause life to be born, but also make life disappear. It can even play with life, making life obviously alive, but leaving only an empty shell. Even love, hatred and hatred will gradually disappear under the torture of time.
In the end, there is the indifference that sees through everything.
In fact, it is also the fear of seeing through time, the despair and sadness of being unable to change.
But at this moment, these arrows of time were blocked.
Is it true that only eternal light can overcome the torture of time?
The snow-white soft light clings to the scabbard of the sword, like a ball of fluffy white cotton wrapped around it.
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 become dark.
"Death!" The soft and cold voice spread in the air like raindrops falling on a lake.
A light spot compressed to the extreme suddenly appeared on the black-robed woman's chest. At this moment, the light spot rapidly expanded, shining out thousands of meters of light, and then engulfed her body in a horrified scream.
Falling like a bright and blazing sun.
No one saw clearly how Ye Zhu drew the sword, or even any other actions she made. However, 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, and her robes rustling in the cold wind. She chanted softly again, and then took a step forward.
The man in silver-white robes who was nearest to her side suddenly covered his chest with his hands and screamed in pain. White light burst out from his body, as if countless sharp swords had pierced his body and tore his scalp.
Completely engulfed in a ray of light.
Then, with a bang, it exploded.
Countless tiny blood clots splashed on the snow like raindrops, still emitting steam.
"die!"
Ye Zhu takes another step.
Bang!
Another person died.
"die!"
One more step, another person falls.
She is like a witch coming out of hell, holding the sword of the purest goddess of light. Every time she takes a step, the person closest to her will suddenly explode, without even the slightest resistance, and will die directly.
.
One step kills one person.
The pale light penetrated from the thick clouds and shone on the snow. The originally wide snow was now splashed with fine minced meat and blood clots, as well as the large intestine and other organs in the human body. It was indescribable blood and horror.
terror.
The happy people were originally tightly surrounded, but now they seemed to be washed away by an invisible flood, surrounding Ye Zhu in a semi-encircling trend.
Everyone's face was full of fear and disbelief. They looked at this delicate girl and her companions scattered everywhere in disbelief. The people who were standing around them one moment would suddenly explode into a pile of pieces the next moment.
Meat!
Deep fear was like a huge drumbeat, beating in everyone's heart. Ye Zhu's steps were like a killing knife. With every step he took, everyone couldn't help but twitch their eyelids. Originally, the whole audience was seventy or eighty.
More than ten people died in an instant.
No one dared to attack!
No one wants to attack an unknown monster, it is tantamount to death!
Even though they will die under such persecution, there is one strange thing about human beings, that is, they always feel that miracles and luck will happen.
Such hopeful thoughts often bring immeasurable consequences.
Even including giving your life.
The most despairing thing is that since Ye Zhu appeared until now, he has never really waved the sword in his hand for close combat. He usually waves it in the air, which will emit unparalleled power and crush all attacks and defenses, directly
Hit the enemy.
and……
This sword is not unsheathed yet.
When everyone was retreating step by step in fear as if they were facing a wild beast, a rolling thunder suddenly appeared in the dark sky in the distance. The thunder was so huge that it seemed like the entire sky was blown to pieces.
Same thing.
Even though everyone present was someone who could break a whole world by stomping their feet, their faces could not help but change slightly at this moment, and they couldn't help but look up to the sky.
Ye Zhu, who had been pressing forward, paused slightly, frowned slightly, and looked up at the sky.